With the sun shining and the traffic flowing, this is a bustling street.

"We can't get a taxi at this point, so it seems that we can only take the bus." The person next to him suggested softly.

Zhu Jiangjiang tried to see his face clearly, but perhaps some unknown rule was at work, and all he could see was a white mist.

She looked at herself and nodded, and stood by the bus stop and waited.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise overhead.

Zhu Jiangjiang subconsciously looked into the sky, but before he could react, the next second, his eyes were dark, and a sharp pain struck!

"Ginger ginger!"

……

Following. Qinglong City Public Security Bureau.

Zhu Jiangjiang hurriedly walked to the office of the special investigation team with a pile of documents, while absentmindedly holding his sore neck.

Last night, I kept repeating the moment of tragic death in the prophetic dream, and I couldn't wake up when I wanted to.

After a night of tossing and turning, she successfully slept with two dark circles under her eyes, and her neck also fell asleep.

"No, let's set the alarm clock next time."

Recently, after experiencing a twenty-four-hour dream, it seems that it doesn't take a whole night, so Zhu Jiangjiang decided to dial back the alarm clock for an hour to try.

No matter how strong the psychological endurance is, you can't toss like this, and you will go crazy sooner or later after being tortured repeatedly.

Just as Zhu Jiangjiang was distracted, a tall figure suddenly appeared around the corner. She couldn't stop, and as soon as she looked up, she slammed into it.

"Sss

The person who came did not move at all, but Zhu Jiangjiang almost fell, and the documents were scattered all over the ground, but fortunately his arm was tightly held.

"Are you alright?"

Zhu Jiangjiang covered his aching forehead, crooked his neck, looked up with teary eyes, and found that the person in front of him was Han Rui, who had been absent for a long time.

"It's okay, I'm sorry senior brother, it's all because I don't have long eyes when I walk."

"Your forehead is bleeding, rest for a while, I'll help you pick up the papers first."

Han Rui's sharp eyes found the red blood stains between Zhu Jiang Jiang's fingers.

It turned out that when the two collided just now, Zhu Jiangjiang accidentally bumped into the badge that Han Rui was holding on his chest, and his white forehead was hung out by a sharp iron clip.

The opening is not long, but it is hit hard, and the corner of the clamp just scrapes off a small piece of flesh, so it looks a bit exaggerated.

It is also Zhu Jiangging's bad luck, the new brand is a clip with plastic edges, but because Han Rui is more nostalgic, he still uses the old model from a few years ago.

"Hey, it doesn't seem that there are any bodies that have been strangled recently, is this the case of your special investigation team?"

Han Rui moved quickly, and in two or three clicks, he put the documents on the ground together. At this time, he was holding a photo in an evidence bag, slightly puzzled.

"Yes, thank you, brother. Just give me something. ”

Although they were all colleagues in the bureau, they did not get Shi Chong's consent, and Zhu Jiangjiang did not dare to disclose the case at will.

She snatched the document from Han Rui's arms a little uncomfortably and turned the photo over.

"I'm sorry, I almost forgot the secrecy rules. I'll take care of the wound on your forehead first, it's still bleeding. ”

Han Rui was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

He himself has excellent skin, the white doctor's robe is even longer, and Sven's handsome face is slightly guilty, which makes it difficult to refuse.

"No trouble, just a small wound. The captain is still waiting, I'll go first, thank you brother for your concern. ”

The forehead also hurts and the neck hurts, and when Zhu Jiangjiang leaves, he feels that the smile on his face is distorted, and he must be very ugly.

"Damn! Hell in broad daylight! ”

When Zhu Jiangjiang walked into the office, Lin Zihan was shaking his chair and worrying about how to fill in the case brief, and he was taken aback and fell on all fours.

"Oh my God, what are you doing here?"

The loud bang attracted the attention of everyone in the office, and soon Queen Bee came over with a first-aid kit to help Zhu Jiangjiang treat his wounds.

"I didn't sleep well at night, and I just fell in the corridor without looking at the road." Zhu Jiangjiang explained succinctly.

"It's not a bad pillow, a good pillow is very important for sleep quality."

Dr. Ye pushed his glasses and began to make a serious guide to choosing pillows and mattresses for different sleeping positions.

"Okay, remember to go for the tetanus shot in a moment."

Shi Chong glanced at Zhu Jiangjiang again and again, probably remembering that she slept on an ordinary bed and pillow at all.

Seeing that her wound had been treated, she took the initiative to interrupt Dr. Ye's enthusiastic recommendation.

"We currently have three cases to follow up, the first is the case of the murder chat room."

Shi Chong turned on the screen and motioned for Lan Bo to come forward and explain.

"Because Yang Dagui died too quickly, we didn't get any useful information from the chat room to deal with Yang Dagui's case."

"The 'Best Hunter' case is similar, he hasn't been in the chat room for a long time before he was caught."

As for the other potential murderer, the colleague in charge of the case in the three northern provinces drowned in a wild swimming accident before he could take action.

"The case of the murder chat room has been broken off at present, and what we can know is that as of Zhu Bingquan's last login, there are a total of 22 members in the chat room."

Lan Bo held the tablet and projected all the related cases on the screen one by one.

"In other words, the only breakthrough in this case now is Zhu Bingquan." Shi Chong took over the conversation.

"I went to the hospital with Queen Bee to see him once the other day, but unfortunately he wouldn't say anything."

News came from the hospital last week that Zhu Bingquan had miraculously woken up.

Unfortunately, the process of asking for a confession was not smooth, and he was unwilling to give any information to the introducer or the other members of the group.

"Zhu Bingquan has been in the group for a long time, and he should know a lot of things. Didn't he want to be famous, how about we give him a way to 'go down in history'? Zhu Jiangjiang said thoughtfully.

"I have an idea, why don't I find a reporter and write an 'autobiography' for him."

"Damn! What kind of autobiography can you write and write a confession for such inhuman garbage, all of which are only worthy of blowing your nose. ”

When Lin Zihan heard that he was going to write a book for Zhu Bingquan, he jumped up in a hurry.

"No, that's a good idea. It's just that the candidate for this reporter has to be carefully considered. ”

Shi Chong immediately understood the meaning of Zhu Jiangjiang's words.

Whether it's a reporter or an autobiography, it's not all up to them to decide whether it's true or not.

Even if you really write a book, it doesn't have to be published, the focus is on how many useful clues Zhu Bingquan can provide.

"Although Zhu Bingquan is awake, his vital signs are very poor, and he is unwilling to cooperate with the treatment, so it is estimated that he will not live for a few days." Shi Chong groaned.

"The queen bee pondered about this, and we will discuss how to operate it when we go back."

Next, Lan Bo continued to talk about the second case, the case of the killer of the posthumous photo.

"I checked, and no one at Tonghai Railway Station reported the theft of luggage three years ago. But based on facial recognition, I found the identity of the victim in the policing system. ”

The reason for the suicide photo killer case was the photo that Zhu Jiangjiang got from Yang Xiaogang.

According to Mr. Yang, the photo was taken out of a strange man's suitcase during a shoplifting at a train station three years ago.

Stealing is a familiar way for Yang Xiaogang, and he deliberately avoided the camera when he started.

So it is impossible to find the murderer through the image of his crime that day.

(End of chapter)