The car sped down on the road to the police station.

Ever since Fang Jun stepped into the car, Hou Yong felt that this man was a little wrong, and he was absent-minded when he spoke, even if he joked intentionally or unintentionally, it was an embarrassing blank time to say it, and Fang Jun didn't make a mistake.

On weekdays, I always look like I'm smiling, but today it's more like a different person, not to mention the frosted eggplant, but this is like the appearance of the frosted eggplant, which really makes people feel a little confused.

"What's the situation, I'm worried as soon as I come back," Hou Yong sat in the driver's seat, and glanced at Fang Jun's still preoccupied side, "I haven't asked yet, why are you alone, your little beauty." ”

"I'm just worried about her," Fang Jun sighed, "She said she wanted someone today." ”

"So?" Hou Yong didn't think it was strange and shrugged his shoulders, "Is it just because of this that you have given me a stinky face until now?"

"You don't know her situation," although Fang Jun held back some words, he also knew the proportions, "Besides, she is not familiar with her life here, if something happens to her alone......"

Hou Yong rolled his eyes, and without waiting for Fang Jun to finish speaking, he interrupted directly, "Please! Alan is not a child, she can still get lost, Chongqing is so big, and there is a phone, what are you afraid of, for women, you can't look too strictly, otherwise she will have a relationship with you, not to mention that you are not married yet, if you are so with you now, then after you get married, it will be okay!"

Realizing that what Hou Yong said also made some sense, he originally wanted to call Alan to ask about it, but he stopped in mid-air, pressed the lock frequency of the mobile phone, put it back in his pocket, and the two of them galloped all the way to the police station.

Everyone in the office of the Chongqing Municipal Police Bureau is in a hurry, and as a key area for crime in China, Chongqing's law and order has always been the focus of many people's attention, and it is obviously much more difficult to be a police officer here than in other places.

As soon as he walked into the office, Fang Jun's butt had not yet sat down, and he had already received the text handed over by Hou Yong.

"This is the autopsy report of the previous deceased, as well as some information about this missing person named Xia Qin," Hou Yong took out a stool and sat down, and opened a copy himself, "She has been divorced and is now raising her children alone, and the children are not very old, because Xia Qin has to go to work, and the children are usually brought by Xia Qin's mother." ”

"What about this child's father?" Fang Jun looked at the desk carefully, and asked casually.

"Right now in our interrogation room," Hou said, "we summoned him this morning, and I'm ready now, and I'm now preparing to go over and record a confession for him, and you can also go over and listen, maybe you can find any new clues." ”

Just do what he said, Fang Jun took the text and followed Hou Yong into the interrogation room.

Sitting inside the soundproof glass was a man in a suit, looking about thirty years old, looking polite, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, expressionless, holding his hands on his chest, looking at his watch from time to time, as if he was silently protesting and dissatisfied with such a slow movement.

Hou Yong opened the door and walked in, and politely stretched out a hand, "Hello, I am Hou Yong, the person in charge of this case, you are Ms. Xia Qin's ex-husband, Mr. Qiu Minghua." ”