Chapter 287: The Scene of the Crime

Ding Maomao heard that Yanyi was leaving, and he wanted to chase after him again, Zhang Xiaokui was rarely clever, and blocked the person back with his arms outstretched, "This female comrade, let me tell you directly, our Yan Deputy Bureau doesn't like to have close contact with female comrades, and we don't like people to disobey him." ”

Seeing this, Ding Maomao thought for a while to find a chance to confront the director again, she turned around and just wanted to escape, Jiang Lihua was willing to let her go, grabbed her, and slapped her again, "What?" Dare to do it, but don't you dare to admit it? You must make it clear to me today, and if the chief doesn't care, I'll sue the Commune!" ”

Educated youths are female educated youths, but all those with slightly better conditions have been patronized by Ding Maomao, and Jiang Lihua can't bear it anymore.

If Lin Qing hadn't been pressuring her, saying that if she really told the matter, she might have recruited others who were also educated youths at that time, Jiang Lihua would have gone to the captain a long time ago.

The theft can be big or small, but this matter was instructed by the Yan Deputy Bureau to Zhang Xiaokui, Zhang Xiaokui is now a police officer of the Yan Deputy Bureau, whether he can continue to stay in the bureau depends on the words of the Yan Deputy Bureau.

Zhang Xiaokui didn't dare to slack off, and immediately let Jiang Lihua and Ding Maomao stand up, he took out a pencil and a small notebook from his pocket, "Come one by one, you two, who will come first?" ”

Zhang Xiaokui was wearing a uniform, and now he had a serious face, and Ding Maomao didn't dare to run away anymore, so he could only look at Jiang Lihua with a look of eating flies with a broken face.

Ding Maomao lowered his head, long bangs covering his eyes, and his nails sank deep into his flesh.

She kept telling herself in her heart: don't rush, don't panic, there is still a chance......

When she and the director get on the line, they ......

The people who bullied her, one, not one of them can escape!

With a burst of joy in his heart, Ding Maomao suddenly raised his head, stared at Jiang Lihua's back and pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a weird and cold smile.

Jiang Lihua, who was talking, didn't know it, but she couldn't help but shudder.

It's all to blame for Ding Maomao's dead woman, if she hadn't stolen her padded jacket, she wouldn't have felt cold.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lihua turned around and glared at Ding Maomao viciously.

The eyes of the two parties met, Ding Maomao's body shook, and he quickly cowered and looked away.

……

Inferred from Li Pinggui's wound and the swelling on his body, Yanyi can basically determine that the person died yesterday evening.

Recently, there is no work in the field of the brigade, Li Pinggui goes back to his own place every afternoon to pick up, and when he goes home at night, Gui Fang wants to coax the child, basically after the child sleeps, she picks up the house and understands, and will go to bed early.

So much so that Li Pinggui didn't return last night, and he didn't pay attention to it, or rather, no one found out.

Gu Sande took Yanyi to a corner of Xiaogang.

At this time, the lotus leaves and reeds have withered, and the water in the small harbor is so clear that it is faintly green, and you can vaguely see the small fish swimming back and forth below.

Who would have thought that in such a quiet and quiet environment, a murder case had just occurred.

Yan Yi paced back and forth on the shore with his hands in his hands.

There has been no rain recently, and the ground can bring up a light dust with walking, and there are no footprints.

However, the scene is not without clues.

Where Li Pinggui was found, it was necessary to walk down a short downhill road from the ridge, and then a small grassy platform of about three meters, followed by the water surface.

There were few people here, and because of its proximity to the water source, the grass grew exceptionally luxuriantly, and you could vaguely see the marks of being run over by heavy objects on it, as well as the slippery footprints in the corners.

(End of chapter)