No one would squat in the flowers with nothing to do, even if he loved them very much.

Dressed in dark blue overalls, he squatted among the flowers, peering at everything around him. He can see you, but you pay little attention to him.

Han Xiaoman said many times that she was spied on, but she didn't know who the other party was.

In addition to Du Miao's tailgating this time, there must be other people who are spying on Han Xiaoman's life, and this person is squatting in the flowers downstairs under Han Xiaoman.

"If you give me a little time, I'll be able to remember!" After hearing that we could lift the accusation of spreading obscene information to herself, Du Miao immediately said that she must be able to remember.

At this moment, how he wished that his eyes were a video camera, storing everything he had seen in his mind and looking at it at any time.

"Time is there, you think slowly, don't be in a hurry." I leaned back in my chair and waited for Du Miao to recall.

"He is indeed wearing dark blue overalls......" Du Miao suddenly frowned and muttered: "That overalls are very familiar, I seem to have seen them somewhere...... And he is definitely not a child, how can any child wear work clothes, but who will squat among the flowers? ……”

Du Miao struggled to piece together the fragments of memories in her mind, and kept muttering to herself: "Dark blue overalls...... The clothes are dirty...... It still looks like it's stained with orange...... The flowers are red......"

Suddenly, he shouted violently: "I remember, there seems to be a string of numbers on the dark blue overalls!" ”

"Numbers?!" I'm a little confused.

"That's right! Digit! It should be a string of phone numbers! I'm not mistaken! It must be like this! Du Miao looked very excited.

He is nervous right now, everything is recalled for the sake of recall, so it is very likely that a false memory has been constructed in his mind, but he thinks that this memory is real.

When he first thinks that the other party is wearing dark blue overalls, all the subsequent memories will think according to the premise of dark blue overalls, and subjectively construct some clues on the clothes, such as the style of the clothes and the patterns on the clothes.

The component of memories is small, and the component of imagination is large.

But his recollections can at least prove that there was indeed a person squatting in the flowers at that time, otherwise he would not think about the clothes on the basis of that person, but about the posture of that person in the flowers.

This is psychology, and it's also criminal psychology.

Du Miao didn't provide any valuable clues, so we made a confirmation of his identity information filing and transcript and let him go back. Before leaving, Du Miao repeatedly confirmed to us that this record would not affect his future work and life, and he left with confidence after being denied by us many times.

His confession still needs to be carefully considered, but at least it will not make the case deadlocked, as long as the identity of the voyeur squatting in the flowers is locked, all problems will be solved.

Jiang Tingbai immediately took the technicians to the community where Han Xiaoman lived, and went to the red flowers to look for clues.

At this moment, a police officer hurriedly walked into the office of the Serious Crime Team and said to me in a panic: "Team Qin, there is a man who came to call the police, and we asked him without saying anything, and kept shouting that he was a regular soldier and wanted to report the situation to the Serious Crime Team. ”

The words of the police officer made me feel inexplicable, where did the "regular army" come from? But I quickly remembered that there was indeed a "regular army", and that was the anchor - a big potato.

Anyway, in less than two days, he really came to provide clues?

"Let's go, let's see." I got up and followed the officer to the reception hall.

At this time, the police hall was very noisy, like a bargain in the vegetable market.

"I'm sorry! You don't have the right to ask! I'm a regular soldier, I've taken on a secret mission, and now I have important information to report to the Crime Squad! ”

"Are you sure you're here to call the police? According to the procedure, you tell me the situation first, and I will convey it to the serious crime team according to the situation. ”

"No! Your level is not enough! No right to ask! ”

"Am I not good enough? What's your mission?! ”

"Do you know the confidentiality regulations, don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"

Before I walked to the police hall, I heard a large potato shouting with the police officer, and it is estimated that most of the police officers now regard him as a psychopath.

Seeing me coming, a large potato immediately stood up, stood upright, leaned forward slightly, and saluted me with an almost standard military salute: "Report to the comrades of the serious crime team!" Zheng Di of the regular army, codenamed a big potato, was ordered to carry out a day and a half of sleeper missions, and the existing major case is reported to you! ”

This scene made me a little overwhelmed, we haven't experienced it, seeing his serious attitude, I can't discourage his enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "Please take a seat." ”

"Yes!" He shouted as hard as he could, full of energy, startling the police officers on the side.

I smiled a little embarrassedly at the police officer, and then cleared my throat: "Comrade Zheng Di, come to the office with me." ”

"Yes!"

The performance of a big potato really embarrassed me to the point that my toes hit the ground, and I even had a feeling of social death. But he felt very proud and proud, and followed me inside, and when he passed by the police officer, he deliberately raised his neck and looked arrogant.

"Tell me, what information have you gathered?" In the office of the Serious Crime Unit. I gave him a seat and poured him another glass of water.

"Since you arranged a hidden mission for me, I haven't done anything in the past two days, and I have been lurking around the small merchants and vendors to find out the news. One thing you can rest assured is that the information is absolutely reliable and that no one has found out who I am. He stood up, took the glass respectfully, and sat very upright in his chair, his body very straight.

I nodded, stared at him earnestly, and waited for his information.

"There have been no noticeable changes in the surroundings in the past few days, small traders and vendors are out of their stalls normally, and temporary workers in the market are waiting for their jobs as usual. Despite this, I found some anomalies. After he finished speaking, he froze down, mysteriously took out a notepad from his pocket, and read it aloud carefully.

"There was a young couple who were selling roasted cold noodles in a roadside cart and didn't come yesterday, and it was said that they had returned to their hometown because of something at home;

There is an old man who sells roasted sweet potatoes at the gate of the community, and he didn't come yesterday, it is said that he was driven away by the city management, and he should have sold it in a different place;

There is a man who went into the water and did not come, it is said that his son held a parent-teacher meeting today, but someone saw him taking his family to play skewers at the barbecue stall at night, it seems that the parent-teacher meeting was praised;

There was a locksmith who was said to have come home to get married;

There was a cleaning hood, but he didn't come, and the specific situation is unknown.

And a ......"