But I thought I would get a satisfactory answer, but the policewoman's reply to herself made Hou Yong, who had ignited the flame of hope, once again be ruthlessly extinguished, and the policewoman shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly, "What evidence is there, I just guessed, isn't it all like this on TV......?"

Speculation is scrutiny, conjecture is just out of thin air.

The situation of the serial murder case has not made any progress, but there is one more missing person, which adds a touch of difficulty to the detection of this messy 'ball of thread', and also puts more pressure on Hou Yong.

Although when Hou Yong first brought it up, Fang Jun already had some understanding of the case and some interest, but now for him, the original promise to Alan has become the most important task for him to complete at present.

Following.

Chongqing Ethnic Minority Research Center.

"Hello, Researcher Yu is in a meeting, I may need you to wait," the young woman led Fang Jun and Alan into a small room, "This is Teacher Yu's office, you wait." ”

Ever since he walked into this research institute, Alan has not let go of Fang Jun's hand for a second.

The complicated feelings in his heart, I am afraid that Fang Jun can only experience two or three.

Panic, excitement, nervousness, and a hint of fear.

The secrets that have been hidden in the depths of his heart for twenty years may open up in Pucheng in the next moment, and the secrets of his mother, about his own life experience, too much confusion, too long to entangle, maybe all of them will be opened without reservation in the coming moment.

Click.

The sound of the door lock being opened.

Fang Jun felt his hand being grabbed hard, patted Alain's trembling body, pulled Alain to stand up, turned around, and saw the man who walked into the room.

is already in his forties, wearing a pair of glasses, looking polite, wearing a white shirt, although his face is no longer young, but the elegant temperament exuded between his eyebrows can still be felt.

Pushing his glasses, Yu Yan looked at Fang Jun's unfamiliar face, then looked at the girl beside Fang Jun who bowed her head, and smiled politely, "I'm sorry, I don't think I seem to know you, I don't know ...... you are looking for me."

"Hello, my name is Fang Jun, and I am a policeman," Fang Jun stepped forward and took out the materials and handed them over, "May I ask Mr. Yu Yan shown on this document, is it you?"

It seems that he doesn't know the source of his information, Yu Yan looked at his information on the white paper and black words and was slightly stunned, and he didn't react until he read the last word, and he didn't raise his head until he finished reading the last word, with a puzzled expression, "This is me, how do you know?"

There was no need to be polite, Fang Jun went straight to the point, "I don't know if you still remember, twenty years ago, did you go to a place called Python Yuan Village." ”

The moment he said the three words Python Source Village, the expression on Yu Yan's face changed suddenly, but it was only for a moment, frowning, and lowering his voice, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

But the change in that moment was captured by Fang Jun, and the reaction would not deceive.

"You're lying. Fang Jun's tone was calm.

Looking at Fang Jun's eyes, after a few seconds of confrontation, Yu Yan finally chose to sigh, "Yes, I know that place ......"

It's him!