When I arrived at the bureau the next day, they had already received the file from Liang Bao City, which was incomplete and could not be pursued for the time being, at least they were willing to cooperate, and their attitude was excellent, which made Hu Hailian, who was in charge of contact, feel a lot more refreshed, and at least smile again when they saw me. Small $ %^ says ^ family ^

As soon as I walked into the project room, Liu Yimin pressed me into a chair and pointed out to me which material this was and which material was there.

I wasn't in a hurry, but glanced at Fu Yuxin first, he probably hadn't slept all night, his eyes were so dark, his face was flushed with a layer of dead ash, he didn't speak, he had no expression, and he was absent-minded.

The old lazy is not there.

I hastily flipped through the file, and then focused on the "oil painting case", wondering why the local police did not conduct an in-depth investigation of Cheng Donglin when there were witnesses to the case, and it is understandable that the witnesses were too young and the court did not accept his testimony, but the police should always conduct a thorough investigation of the existing suspects.

After looking through it for a while, I quickly found the reason, it turned out that there were footprints at the scene of Liang Baoshi's "oil painting case", thirty-nine yards of liberation shoes and shoe prints, and Cheng Donglin was forty-two yards of feet, that is, the "evidence does not match" mentioned before, so I only asked a few words in the bureau, symbolically investigated his background and ordinary personality and living habits, and then let him go, and did not really look at him as a suspect.

From a procedural point of view, it really can't be regarded as their dereliction of duty, except for Cheng Donglin's son, who has a very good relationship with him and refuses to make an evaluation, the rest of the people who know Cheng Donglin say that he is a very good person, and the bloody footprints at the crime scene are iron-like evidence, which completely excludes him.

But with a little thought and care, footprints can be faked, such as sticking a size 42 shoe with a size 39 thick sole.

It's a pity that there is no way to pursue the matter now, and there is no point in pursuing it.

As for the scene of the corpse, it was the warehouse of the paint factory, and there were only a few simple records in the file, and the photos did not capture the fallen grass in the corner.

Liu Yimin said that the police in Liangbao City have sent over the original files of the seven cases that have been copied in Qianzhou, but the two that have not yet happened are the "bathtub case" and the "dry well case" mentioned by anonymous people.

I basically don't care much about the last two cases that will happen at any time, not that I agree with the way the "Hand of God" selects scum to carry out the death penalty against Cheng Donglin, but I feel that even if I care seriously, it is impossible to stop it, so it is better to wait quietly for it to happen and then study it slowly.

When people live, sometimes they have to be a little resigned to their fate.

I wanted to find out the most special, important, and critical person from the victims in Liangbao City, and wanted to find out what the reason was, so that a group of people secretly investigated Cheng Donglin secretly.

If Cheng Donglin hadn't killed a character who looked ordinary but was actually very unusual, he wouldn't have ended up today.

But these nine victims, whether they look at the background check report or look at the photos, are just ordinary people, workers and peasants, teachers and waiters, and so on, their appearance is not special, their occupation is not special, except for the fact that the deceased in the "bridge pile case" is unmarried for life, it seems a little strange, everyone else is normal, in fact, if you think about it carefully, it is really not a rare thing not to get married in these years.

What else can be analyzed? Personality or interpersonal communication or anything like that? There wasn't much useful information in the report...... Wait, there's an autopsy report missing. There is no autopsy report on the original "bridge pile case" victim Huang Fukang in the file.

I searched all over the place, but there really wasn't.

I asked Liu Yimin what was going on.

He also helped to find it, then slowly shook his head, with a confused expression, and said: "Anyway, all the materials from Liangbao City are here, if they are missing, it should be that there is no transmission over there." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out, saying, "I'm going to call them and ask them why such an important report is missing." ”

Fu Yuxin also went out.

I flipped through the materials again, then got up and went to the pantry to make tea, and when I finished brewing and came out, I suddenly saw a woman coming up from the staircase more than ten meters in front of me, with long black hair unkempt, a black high-necked shirt, a pair of dark blue jeans, and a stunning face......

I never expected this girl to appear here, and I was so surprised that I instinctively wanted to throw off the teacup and pounce, but immediately controlled this irrational behavior.

Because I don't need to pounce, the girl is also rushing towards me.

She walked too fast, and then her luck didn't seem to be good, but unfortunately the door of an office in front of her suddenly opened from the inside, and a reckless policeman ran out, and collided with Li Xu, who was holding a large pile of brown paper file bags in his arms.

What she was holding in her arms spilled all over the floor.

Li Xu's girl seemed to be a little depressed, and she was so slow to reflect that she was knocked to the ground before she finally activated the emergency system, supported it with one hand, jumped up quickly, half-bent down and made a defensive move in hand-to-hand combat, raised her eyes and saw that the other party was wearing a police uniform, and after apologizing vigorously, she immediately put away her aggressive eyes, and did not speak, but quickly stabilized her body and began to clean up the things scattered all over the ground.

I handed the teacup to Xiao Hai, who had just walked up to me, and walked over to help. inadvertently caught a glimpse of two fierce wisps of killing intent in Xiao Hai's eyes, which were terrifyingly fierce. Because it was a bit strange to worry about Li Xu's sudden appearance in the Public Security Bureau, she didn't think much about it for a while, just as her instinctive reaction to the emergency.

I walked a few steps forward, and before I got to Li Xu's side, I smelled a foul smell in my face, it was the kind of stinky method that made people want to die, and the smell made me dizzy, so I had to stop and steady for a while, and then I walked over and squatted down to help pick up things on the ground with as much breath as I could.

Each one was a very old cowhide file bag, and on each front was a few words written in a very thick pen.

I didn't pay much attention at first, but when I looked and looked at it, my heart beat wildly, and I knew at once what was in these brown paper file bags.

It is the original file of nine murders in Liangbao City.

Although it is not exactly the same as the name we have chosen here, the explanatory words on the seal are familiar enough to understand, and I am really surprised in my heart, and the movements in my hands are faster.

There was a file bag that was already in tatters, and after a collision just now, it was completely scrapped, and the contents were scattered in a mess, which were paper texts, photos, and the like. I was so anxious that I didn't care about the demeanor at all, and I almost knelt on the ground and half-crawled and reached out into the distance to get the photo. In my world, pictures are always more intuitive than words and data.

Now I need to be intuitive. So I opened my palm and swept around the ground, scooped up five or six photos, and looked at them first, regardless of whether they were suitable or not.

It is a photograph of the scene of the "oil painting case", the corpse from different angles, front, back, side, and then put it in a body bag, and the zipper is pulled to most of the place, revealing a terrible face with hollow eyes and covered with blood.

The ground of the scene I have seen is clean and refreshing, with no splashed colors, no footprints, not even dust, and in this photo, the ground under the feet of the corpse has a variety of colors and messy footprints, which are mixed together and blow people's eyes.

This is a photo of the scene of the original "oil painting case" in Liang Bao City, one of which has a footprint circled with a red marker, and a question mark is drawn next to it, silently questioning. This question mark must have the same meaning as what I just thought of, thinking that the footprints were deliberately left there by the murderer.

Liang Baoshi only sent the file materials by fax and e-mail today, and the piles of white, black, and color printed photos were all resting on the table in the task room, how could this girl have so many original files in her hands? Even more than those in the case room. What's the situation? Was she sent by the Liangbao City police?

That's impossible.

I randomly stuffed the things I picked up into the broken file bag, peeked at the woman in front of me, and thought that she was playing one by one, just like filming, first being chased and killed, and then being chased and killed, and then being involved in Jiangcheng, and Lou Mingjiang were old acquaintances, and now with a bad smell of rancid smell to death, she appeared in the Qianzhou Public Security Bureau with the file of the serial murder case in Liangbao City, and her life was like this, it was really simple!

Who the hell is she?

I was nervous and asked, "Who are you?" ”

As soon as the words came out, I was startled first. Before I could figure out how to ask it, the question had already rolled out of my throat. This is a rare, or rather, never happened before. My brain was so powerful that I had never made a mistake, and I must have been stunted by the disgusting smell of her body.

When the girl heard my question, she paused, and quickly looked up at me, with a look of surprise in her eyes, as if she had only discovered my existence now, and wondered how I could be here.

But the surprise in her eyes only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing, and her gaze became calm and indifferent again, but she couldn't hide a trace of deep doubt.

This doubt made me feel strange, so I pondered the current situation a little more, and immediately understood the meaning between the changes in her eyes.

She wasn't surprised why I was here.

She was surprised why I would ask such a stupid question as "who is she?"

As if I should have known who she was.

I can't figure it out. Why does she feel that way? Why would she take it for granted that I should know who she is? Is it because I tried my best to save her in the middle of the night on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? When you think about it carefully, the logic doesn't seem to make a lot of sense. Because she didn't tell me who she was or what her name was that day.

So I think, maybe I'm thinking too much.

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