I hung up the phone, and left without having time to say hello to anyone, and after driving the car out of a few big roads, I suddenly remembered Xiaohai, and slammed my head and scolded me for being stupid and stupid, how did I forget her, she wanted to go to Jiangcheng, isn't this right!

These days, she has followed me in and out, very competently playing the role of a partner and even a bodyguard, but I forgot about it when I messed up, and completely left her behind, which is simply unforgivable.

So I quickly pulled over and called her, the first time no one answered, the second time someone answered, but it was a man's voice, as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a police officer surnamed Lu in the hall on the first floor, he said that Xiaohai put the phone on his desk to charge, and people didn't know where it went.

Waiting is definitely not the way to go, so I decided to run this trip myself first and take her there next time. Anyway, Jiangcheng is not very far, and it can be reached in four hours if you get on the highway.

I asked the police officer surnamed Lu to tell Xiaohai that I went out to run errands, and I might come back late, so let her take a taxi home by herself, don't wait for me.

Then I drove to Jiangcheng with full speed, thinking about all the events, characters, details and clues all the way, frantically diverging my thinking, and linking all the irrelevant and irrelevant things together, I even thought of the vicious murder case that Old Man Bai investigated before he was injured, Liu Yimin said that those files were taken away from above, because the case was too bad and involved government officials. I wonder what role the government official he said played in the case, the victim who died? Or the murderer? Or is there something wrong with the whole case that involves a high-ranking government official?

There was something strange in that old case, and the way of the old lazy person was also strange, and his vigilance against Fu Yuxin made Fu Yuxin seem to be strange.

There is also Jiangcheng's "Human Skin X Case".

And the eyes, the hidden lines, the biology, all the other things that appeared on the human skin in my closet, almost blew my head out.

When I arrived in Jiangcheng, it was already half past eight in the evening, Lou Mingjiang was very considerate, considering that I would finish the meeting and might have to rush back to Qianzhou immediately, so I chose a tea room at the entrance of the city and ordered a box to wait for me inside, and ordered some food when I was about to arrive.

He got up to greet me as I walked in and held out his right hand to me, I smiled and shook it, noticing that he was paying attention to the ring on his hand again, and I became more and more sure that it wasn't an ordinary ring at all, maybe some high-tech electronic product, and he used it to measure the value of some aspect of my body, which I had seen on the Internet.

We ate first, and as we ate, I told him how I got his business card, which I fished from the pocket of the skinny, black-rimmed man who followed us late at night.

I described the appearance of the man with black-rimmed glasses to Lou Mingjiang in as much detail as possible, but he didn't think he knew such a person, so he guessed that he might have sent business cards in some relatively large social occasion, lecture or banquet or other places, but he forgot that this kind of thing often happens.

I know that it is impossible to find a melon from a vine or touch a vine from a melon to everything, and I have long been mentally prepared for this, so I was not disappointed, but when I lowered my head and drank the soup, Lou Mingjiang suddenly said thoughtfully, it was an elevation tone, it should have remembered something related to someone or something.

I immediately raised my face to look at him.

He said: "Last Monday, I received a phone call from a reporter, a man, with a very steady voice, who said that he wanted to ask me some professional questions, and asked me if it was inconvenient for us to arrange a time to meet. I declined because I've been busy lately, and to be honest, I get a lot of requests like this every year. He didn't seem to give up, and said he would call me in a few days. ”

I asked him if the man had left his name. Generally, when you make this kind of phone call that you want to ask for advice, you should report yourself first.

Lou Mingjiang thought for a while and shook his head: "It seems that there is something to say, but at that time, I was having something, and many people next to me were talking, so I didn't pay much attention to it." ”

I lowered my head and continued to drink the soup, he would not be wrong, reporter, that day near the scene of the "oil painting case", he appeared with Dai Furong, probably Dai Furong's colleague or partner.

Thinking of this, I can't help but wonder if the man with black-rimmed glasses stalking us could be instructed by Dai Furong.

Dai Furong stared at the case of "Hand of God", and even the four words "Hand of God" were written by her. That night, they followed the old lazy and their car to my door. I think she must have thought it was strange that I wasn't a cop and was messing around in the police pile, trying to find out who I was, or trying to get some news clues from me, so she instructed her colleagues to follow me.

It seems that it is impossible for this character to escape, so you have to be mentally prepared in advance to deal with her one day.

In fact, in the final analysis, I didn't mean to hide from Fleur, but subconsciously I had a desire to know her, just because I was worried about extraneous branches, and I didn't dare to take action.

I ate the food, chatted with Lou Mingjiang casually, and recalled in my mind the Dai Furong I saw that day, although I didn't see the front, but she was really a woman who was not good-looking, I remember that I seemed to be a little disappointed at the time, because I always felt that she was a queen-like figure, tall and straight, beautiful to the point of sharpness. It seems that my imagination of the world is too rich.

After eating, the waiter removed the leftovers and replaced them with kung fu tea trays, and the conversation between me and Lou Mingjiang officially began.

At this time, it was already half past nine in the evening, and I was a little worried about Xiaohai who was home alone.

I first asked Lou Mingjiang if he knew about the "Human Skin X Case".

Regarding the question of "human skin X case", I asked casually, as if I didn't care, while asking, I picked up a bamboo clip and reached into the jar to pick up the appropriate amount of tea leaves and sent it to the bottom of my nose to smell it carefully, I am not used to the stale taste of some black tea, but this one is okay, mixed with a little jasmine tea fragrance.

I put the tea leaves into the purple clay pot, picked up the water to brew, closed the lid, poured the pot again, then took it up, shook the top of the lid and slowly shook it, poured out the water inside, and re-flushed it into a pot.

These flowery actions were learned from Liu Yimin, he is good at tea ceremony, and he usually fiddles with tea sets in the office when he has nothing to do, and a pot of tea can make great thoughts and tricks. I always laugh at him for going crazy, like a psychopath. He said that I was too young to understand the whole thing, this is a temper grinding thing, the more refined you play, the more stable your temper is, and the more outsiders can't see your depth.

I remember that when he said these words to me at that time, I secretly laughed in my heart, do you Liu Yimin also have depth, aren't you just a good person, a good policeman, and a good father. But it's right to think about it the other way, in this world, there is no bit of depth, how can it be so easy to be a good person, a good policeman and a good father.

Lou Mingjiang nodded, indicating that he knew about the "Human Skin X Case".

So, there is something to talk about on this topic.

But I knew that it would be impossible for him to take the initiative to tell me the details and details of the "Human Skin X Case", so I could only ask questions and read them from his expression.

I'll treat him to tea first.

He said thank you, carefully picked up the teacup with one hand and drank it. I saw that his two knees were unconsciously facing the direction of the box door, and his left hand was under the table, probably holding his phone ready to call the police or call for help at any time.

Lou Mingjiang was very nervous in his heart, but he was trying his best to hide this nervousness, and he did it very well, if I hadn't come prepared, I probably wouldn't have seen anything wrong with him.

It's good to keep him in such a state of tension because a person neglects conscious control of facial expressions and body language when they are nervous.

So I didn't explain anything to him, but asked the question directly, asked one, paused for two seconds and immediately asked the next one, a total of six questions, all from his facial expressions to get a positive answer, but when the seventh question was asked, I found that it didn't work, I don't know what's going on, his previous vigilance and fear of me suddenly disappeared, and the whole person was much calmer.

The six questions just asked all revolve around the "Human Skin X Case": Are there more than ten victims? The murderer hasn't been caught yet, has he? Every crime has a fixed pattern and leaves a clear mark on the scene, right? Does the pattern include a special human skin? There's a terrible eye on human skin, right? The red lines in that eye are significant, isn't it?

Judging by his expression, the answer was all "yes", or at least "partially".

The seventh question I asked in the past was, "Is it true that the eye on the human skin uses the ancient technique of 'concealment'?" ”

It's a pity that at this time he regained his composure, his expression became complicated, and he couldn't tell whether the answer was yes or no.

So I smiled, stopped asking, drank tea slowly, made tea again, and poured the purple clay pot carefully, waiting for him to ask me questions.

He asked quickly.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Suni."

"I'm not asking your name, I'm asking you about your identity, where are you from, what do you do, who are your father and mother, where did you hear about the "Human Skin X Case", where did you hear about the "Human Skin X Case", and where did you hear about the fact that there are eyes on human skin, and there is such a thing as 'hidden lines', it is impossible for ordinary people to know, so, who are you? ”

I skimmed through all the previous questions and answered the last one directly: "Didn't I ask you about Professor Lin Qiliang during the morning chat?" I saw the "hidden lines" in a paper he posted on the Internet a few years ago, and because of that paper, I also came to Jiangcheng to ask him for advice. But recently I searched for it, and the paper was gone, including all the information about Lin Qiliang, and I couldn't find it on the Internet, as if this person never existed. I happened to run into you, so I asked, I think you should know his whereabouts, right? ”

He casually wrung his eyebrows and asked, "What are you looking for Lin Qiliang?" ”