Wen Fang and Xiang'an rushed to the scene, and Wen Fang's subordinate policewoman gave Wen Fang a brief introduction to the case.

The group was heading to the scene of the crime, listening to the detailed introduction of the case.

"Ah Tou, the deceased was 27 years old, Chen Shumei, a single mother, with a 7-year-old daughter, divorced four years ago, her ex-husband lived in Taiguo, and she has not returned to Xiangjiang in the past few years."

"I started doing it five years ago, and I have been a backing singer for two years, and I have been doing 1 floor 1 for the past three years."

"Half an hour ago, the deceased's sister called her, and no one listened to the call, so she came up to her."

Xiang'an listened to the introduction of Ximay, his expression began to panic, he came to find Chen Shumei not long ago, and there were cigarette butts left in the ashtray at the scene.

Wen Fang began to investigate the scene, and he saw that the corpse had been cut by a knife, the wound was very deep and long, and the wound was neat, and the murderer must be a fierce person.

Normal quarrels erupt and kill people, and they will not attack the throat, most of them will be the body, and a knife cutting the throat is by no means something ordinary people can do.

The murder weapon will not be an ordinary fruit knife, the fruit knife is not sharp enough, and the knife line will not be so straight and deep.

Xiang An wiped his sweat uneasily, he once came up, or not long before and after the crime.

Judging by the approximate time of death, it is possible that the murderer was seen and a cigarette butt was left.

Xiang An was talking to Wen Fang and Xi Mei in another room, and he pretended to survey the scene and quietly took away the ashtray that belonged to his cigarette butts.

The caller was in another room, and Wen Fang was communicating with Wen Fang.

"Yes, Sir."

"Ami called today and said that Ah Kun had come to borrow money again, but Ami refused and was beaten by Ah Kun again."

Wen Fang asked the policeman,

"Who's Ah Kun?"

"His boyfriend, an unemployed vagrant, hangs out in the gambling stalls on Sandong Street every day."

Wen Fang returned to the scene after asking, he squatted down and saw the traces of cigarette ash on the bed,

"Man, magnifying glass."

"Sir, it seems to be soot."

"No, bring it back and talk about it."

When Xiang'an heard Wen Fang's words, his originally panicked expression was even more panicked, he was also an old policeman, so he naturally understood what Wen Fang said was like cigarette ash.

It is possible that there is a residue of gunpowder ...

He came up with a gun, and he had practiced at the gun training ground this week, and there was a possibility that there would be gunpowder residue if he fired a gun within a week.

If it was the residue of gunpowder at his gun, he would be considered the biggest suspect.

Xiang'an also has a daughter, and he needs this poor job very much.

…

Ji Shaoqun came to the scene, he came to the Wen Fang in charge of the district to help him retrieve Akang's mobile phone, he took out his police ID card from his pocket and hung it around his neck.

Wen Fang and Xiang'an came down from the scene after surveying, and Ah Hai, the guy guarding the door downstairs, said to Wen Fang,

"Ah Tou, there is a Ji sir looking for you."

"Regional Serious Case, SIP (Senior Inspector)."

Wen Fang walked in front of Ji Shaoqun, Ji Shaoqun smiled and said,

"The total group is a serious case, Ji Shaoqun."

"Ji sir, Wen Fang, what can I help."

Ji Shaoqun said to Wen Fang,

"I'm sorry, you're doing a single case, and I'm going to numb you."

"It doesn't matter, what's the matter?"

"Did you receive the single incident that the tour bus hit and killed someone tonight?"

"Roger."

Ji Shaoqun straightened up and said to Wen Fang

"It's my buddy who died, and there's something I'm doing with him."

"Tick the line, the clue is in his phone, but the phone was picked up by a group of imps in school uniforms."

After hearing this, Wen Fang asked Ji Shaoqun.

"Where is it missing?"

"East Tsim Sha Tsui."

Wen Fang was not familiar with the pickpocket group, just listening to Ji Shaoqun's words, he knew which stealing group did it, he turned to Xiang'an and said,

"Xiang'an, go find Huoshui."

"But it was his subordinate who took the guy's mobile phone."

"I'll be notified if there's news, do it immediately."

Xiang'an actually didn't want to leave Wen Fang's side, in case there was any new material, he didn't know it at the first time.

Xiang'an pinched his mouth as Wen Fang listened, nodded and agreed.

"Yes, Ah Tou."

I found out the address of the deceased and told Wen Fang,

"Ah, address."

"Take two guys to the gambling stall to find it."

"Yes."

After Wen Fang got the address, he was about to go over, and he said to the guy guarding the door,

"Get a car and go to the deceased's house."

"No need to look for it, I'll send you, I'll wait for your news anyway."

When Wen Fang saw that he was going to the car of the senior inspector of the region, he said to Ah Hai, the man who guarded the door,

"Throw the cigarette away."

"No, I can smoke in my car."

……

Lin Zishe looked at Xiang'an, who drove away alone, across the street where the crime occurred, and he extinguished the cigarette butt and exhaled.

"Let's go."

"Okay, Ah."

"Okay, Silver Snake"

Lin Zishe and Zhu Run got into the car, and Changmao and his people got back to their cars.

Xiang'an was uneasy while driving, his right hand propped up by the window and his hand biting his nails, thinking about how things would turn out.

He has been a bad man for many years, and he knows very clearly that as long as there is a suspicion, he will be immediately suspended for review.

After the divorce, how can he support his family when he does not have much money on hand, which is a very real problem.

Gunpowder residue ...

I saw a 7-seater van stop directly in front of him, and the 7-seater van pushed the door and got down from it.

Long Fur knocked on Xiang'an's car window, and he politely followed,

"Xiang Sir, Brother Silver Snake is looking for you."

"The Silver Serpent..."

When Xiang'an heard the name of the silver snake, he knew in his heart that it must be for the girl's business.

“…”

Seeing Xiang'an's frightened expression, Changmao politely knocked on the window again and motioned for Xiang'an to get out of the car.

"Xiang Sir, don't be afraid, the silver snake is just looking for you to ask something."

“…”

After the long hair was knocked, he stood up again, and he waited for Xiang'an to get out of the car.

Xiang'an saw Lin Zishe smiling and waving at him next to the car, he swallowed his saliva, released his seat belt and got out of the car.

Lin Zishe leaned next to the car, he raised his eyebrows and asked Xiang'an,

"Xiang'an?"

"Yes, I'm looking for something."

"You should know something..."

"That girl's matter, our police handle the case, and it's not your turn to take care of it."

Lin Zishe laughed, and he walked closer to Xiang'an.

Xiang'an looked at the subordinates of He Liansheng who were gradually surging, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face.

Lin Zishe looked at Xiang'an and said coldly,

"The girl's phone has your number, the old acquaintance Xiang'an sir."

"Before you died, Sir Xiang, you have been there, you like to smoke very much, did you leave any cigarette butts?"

"What about the cannon? Did you go up with a cannon? ”

When Xiang'an heard Lin Zishe's words, his expression became flustered,

"Silver Snake, what do you want."

"Have you seen any other guests?"

“…”

When Xiang'an heard Lin Zishe's words, he knew that Lin Zishe had already checked it, so he found him.

He quietly looked at the handsome person in front of him, as a serious crime team, he didn't know that it was impossible to win with Liansheng, he stepped into Tsim Sha Tsui 2 months ago and covered most of Tsim Sha Tsui.

It is even more impossible to know and Liansheng, and not to know the person who is talking about the silver snake.

Xiang'an had seen the file of the silver snake, and he didn't dare...

He thought about it for a long time, and finally he chose to compromise,

"Yes."