The gardener died, his head was pierced by something, and there were round holes about a centimeter in diameter above the ears on either side of the head, and the cause of death was apparently a physical injury to the brain, and not much blood came out, presumably because the wound was blocked by the cerebral plasma.

It was that there was no murder weapon in the interrogation room, nothing more—there was nothing in it—and nothing was missing, except for a human life.

There were vents in the room, in the four corners, facing the ground, with dust nets, so thin that even cats couldn't get in, the nets were never opened, they weren't broken, and what went through the gardener's head didn't shoot from inside, even if it was, it could only hit the ground.

Liang Chen looked at the one-way mirror on the wall, and could only see that his face was a little pale, and there was not even a trace of crack on the mirror, no matter what shot the gardener's head, it should not have been shot from inside.

However, the policeman guarding the door felt a wind, and someone should have run in front of him.

Liang Chen immediately turned around and rushed out, and ran to the darkroom next to him, that is, behind the one-way mirror, there can not be many people involved in the interrogation, one or two is the best, and if the others want to observe, they need to stand in the darkroom, and when there is no interrogation, they can also observe the actions of the person waiting for trial in the darkroom, and judge the person's personality and psychological condition.

The darkroom and the interrogation room were separated by a single lens, and from the point of view of the shot, what pierced the gardener's head was shot from inside.

But the darkroom was empty, and there was no sign of anyone entering.

"How many times?" asked Liang Chen to the policeman guarding the interrogation room.

"What?" the other party didn't understand what he said.

"How many times has the wind blown away?" Liang Chen asked again.

"Once. The man said with certainty.

"Haven't gone out yet, search!" Liang Chen immediately rushed to the stairs, he ran from the aisle, he was sure that no one had passed over there, and the rest was another corridor and staircase leading to the cafeteria.

Several policemen followed Liang Chen up the stairs, and the others rushed to the cafeteria.

Liang Chen went up to the second floor, assigned people to run in all directions to search, and sent a few more people to the third floor.

But after some searching, all I could find was an open window in a room on the second floor.

The murderer has left.

Back in the interrogation room, Liang Chen wiped a handful of sweat from the back of his neck, only to feel a chill down his spine.

In less than half a minute of power outage, a person rushed into the police station, shot through the head of the gardener with some kind of weapon through a mirror, and then rushed to the second floor and jumped out of the window to escape, the aisle is not short, it takes at least ten seconds to rush through, and it takes five or six seconds to go up the stairs, that is, the murderer entered the dark room, shot the gardener, and came out again, it took less than five seconds.

A real spike.

And they didn't even bring a gun, so they ran to chase the murderer, and when they calmed down and thought about it, it was inevitable to be afraid.

“...... You'll know another reason why I didn't inform you guys in advance. ”

Sun An's words rang in his ears again.

Yes, they had just returned to the detachment, and in just a few minutes, the other party was by no means in a hurry, but was waiting here in advance, that is, when they left the Fan Mansion, the other party probably already knew that they were going back to the detachment.

The news must have been leaked by the police, and Sun An guessed that there were people within the police who had been bribed, and it was excusable not to notify them in advance when they acted, and if they did, those actions might have been sabotaged.

"Alas......" Liang Chen slammed his fist on the metal table in the interrogation room and sighed heavily.

There was nothing he could do about it, and he couldn't check all the policemen who were there, and there were eight people who had come back with him, but I knew that they had brought back no less than twenty of the gardeners.

There's a long way to go.

............

............

"I see. ”

Sun An put down his phone, continued to drive, and sighed.

The gardener died unexpectedly quickly, obviously because he had some important news, and he regretted it a little because he gave the gardener to the police.

But in that case, it is the right thing to do to hand over the gardener to the police, if you bring it back, you will definitely be sniped on the way, and you don't know what happened when the accident happens, and the card box that you only got in the afternoon doesn't know about that thing, and you have to be cautious now.

Back in the apartment building, Sun An went straight down to the basement.

It used to be a quiet dungeon, but now it's a quiet room, and sleeping here doesn't leave her with any psychological shadows, at first she was scared, but after that, except that she is not used to being watched when she is not used to going to the toilet, there is nothing uncomfortable.

Now that she's free, she can set up the place where she feels at ease, the bathtub is up, the air conditioner is up, and she's even got a TV.

However, Jing Jing still misses the warmth when Sun An was lying next to him.

The basement has also become a place for Sun An to take a bath, and he can wash whenever he wants, because Jingjing is not afraid of noise, and he can also rub his back.

After taking a bath, Sun An said goodbye to Jing Jing and crawled back to his room, but before he could crawl out from under the bed, he found a pair of feet standing in front of the bed, trembling with fright, and almost screaming.

Fair-skinned and slender, it was a pair of women's calves, a woman was sitting on his bed, if he touched it, Sun An should be able to tell whose calves it was, but unfortunately, his professional ethics prevented him from teasing these women in the apartment building wantonly.

Taken aback, he was naturally scared back, and Sun An stretched out his hands and grabbed the pair of beautiful ankles.

"Yikes!"

The man on the bed exclaimed, broke free from the claws, and shrank his feet onto the bed.

Now Sun An can hear who it is, if it is Bai Yue, the voice should be softer; if it is Chen Yishan, it will be followed by laughter after calling; if it is Tang Xian, the voice will be louder; if it is He Ruoyin, the flattery in the voice should be stronger, which can make people listen to it excitedly.

The person on the bed is Lu Jia, and Sun An also has some reliable guesses about why she suddenly appeared in her room in the middle of the night.

Bai Yue was kidnapped, exactly the same way as Lu Jia was kidnapped, which made Lu Jia's mood fluctuate strongly when he gradually calmed down.

Sun An once said that if the same thing happened again, Lu Jia would never be able to recover, although the kidnapping did not happen to her, but with the same feeling, what happened to Bai Yue made Lu Jia unable to calm down.

She had come to seek "healing".

Good things are happening.

Coming out from under the bed, Sun An looked at Lu Jia, who was a little embarrassed, and said, "Let's play first today...... Ahem, let's try the most basic one first, let you know what it's like to be bonded, and you'll know why I said it has nothing to do with eroticism or eroticism. ”

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