Zheng Zheng didn't want to think about it: "The scene of the stall in the Xiaonanmen Night Market." ”

Jiang Cheng's expression couldn't help but be stunned, and he blurted out: "What are you doing at the scene?

Zheng Zheng shook his head and said, "No, but there are still things we need on the spot." ”

When Zheng Zheng said this, Captain Pan and Jiang Cheng became obviously unhappy, isn't this secretly accusing the technical squadron of not implementing the work in place?

Jiang Cheng's face turned cloudy and gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Our technical squadron has collected evidence after rigorous investigation at the scene, and every step and every inch has been photographed and archived. Subsequently, the bureau carried out key control of the area of Xiaonanmen, turned on all surveillance videos, and mobilized the assistant police and the village neighborhood committee to investigate from door to door. I don't know what exactly you're talking about need?"

Zheng Zheng shook his head and said, "I can't say this for the time being, you will naturally know when the time comes." ”

Jiang Cheng "snapped", pulled up the handbrake he had just put down again, and said with an annoyed face: "What do you mean by this? Is it the attitude of cooperating with the work of the police station?"

Zheng Zheng also twisted it up and said, "I'm not your subordinate, and you're not my boss." I have whatever attitude I like. ”

Seeing that the two were arguing, Team Pan hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, you all don't say a word." ”

Seeing that the captain had spoken, Jiang Cheng and Zheng Zheng stopped arguing. Pan Xiongjie is a veteran police officer, he has experience and ideas, he secretly saw Su Ning's calm and calm expression, obviously very confident in what Zheng Zheng said, so he said: "Xiao Jiang, don't be impatient, the work is inevitably secret, let's go to the scene to take a look." ”

Jiang Cheng's face turned the color of pig's liver, he stared at Zheng Zheng with hatred, and started from a new ignition, still unconvinced: "I don't know which police academy Mr. Zheng Zheng graduated from? ”

Zheng Zheng smiled and reminded, "Drive your car well." After saying this, his eyelids drooped, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, directly ignoring Jiang Cheng's provocation.

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he almost wanted to throw the steering wheel over and smash it in his face, giving this guy who was honest and arrogant on the surface a profound lesson. Fortunately, at this time, Pan Xiongjie spoke again: "Xiao Jiang, hurry up, I still have an important meeting to attend at 11 o'clock." ”

No matter how dissatisfied Jiang Cheng was in his heart, he could only give up and become a driver with no peace of mind.

After so many years of construction, the infrastructure of Wenzhou City is very perfect, with the rapid development of the economy, the number of private cars has increased by an astonishing number every year, and there are many traffic lights at forked intersections, which virtually increases the probability of traffic jams. The police car drove and stopped on the road for more than half an hour before it arrived at the stall of the Xiaonanmen Night Market.

Since it was daytime, most of the stalls here were closed, and there were not many people coming and going.

The police car pulled over and the four got out of the car one by one.

Jiang Cheng angrily pointed to a closed façade in front of him and said, "That's the scene of the murder." ”

Zheng Zheng just glanced up and didn't say anything, but walked in the opposite direction. Seeing this, Su Ning hurriedly followed, and all the way over, she kept her lips closed, didn't say a word, and her face was a little uncertain.

After walking for about twenty or thirty meters, just when Pan Xiongjie's face also showed some impatience, Zheng Zheng suddenly stopped at the turn, and then looked up to carefully look at the surrounding environment.

This is the branch intersection of the avenue, and there is a cement road about three meters wide inside, with a curved trend, and there are many small storefronts on the left and right that are open. From time to time, there is a small alley extending into the road, and the location of the environment is very complicated. Zheng Zheng lowered his head, there was a pool of blood on the ground that had dried up and turned black-brown, if it was not carefully identified, it would not normally be found. He squatted down, looking very seriously, occasionally wiping his fingers thoughtfully.

A look of disappointment appeared on Pan Xiongjie's face, and his tone changed a little to ask: "Zheng Zheng, is this the clue you are referring to?"

Jiang Cheng said with even more disdain: "I knew that you brought us here, and I didn't believe your nonsense when I said anything." On the night of the crime and the day after the crime, our team came to investigate and collect evidence. There was nothing of value at all except a puddle of blood. ”

When Su Ning heard Jiang Cheng's words, she couldn't help but nodded, obviously agreeing very much, and there were some doubts in her eyes when she looked at Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng glanced at Jiang Cheng and said lightly, "Are you sure the investigation is clear?"

Jiang Cheng's face froze, and he was extremely dissatisfied: "Of course." ”

Zheng Zheng nodded and asked mercilessly, "Then let me ask you, who left this bloodstain?"

Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, and his voice also changed a little squeaky: "It should be left by the murderer." ”

Zheng Zheng sneered: "Shouldn't you police pay the most attention to evidence? Then what evidence do you have to prove that it is the murderer's blood?"

Jiang Cheng was a little annoyed when he was asked, and said angrily: "Even if there is evidence, you can't see it." ”

Zheng Zheng said disdainfully: "Come on." Let me ask you again, why is the murderer bleeding around the corner when he has managed to escape?"

Jiang Cheng was completely speechless, because when this issue was discussed in the team, he did not come to a conclusion.

Zheng Zheng didn't seem to intend to stop, and then threw out a third question: "Since the murderer was injured, why is there only blood stains here, but not along the way?"

Jiang Cheng's face had already turned into a black cauldron, and Zheng Zheng's words deeply pierced his arrogant heart, but even if he had eight mouths, he couldn't refute these questions.

Zheng Zheng said so much in one breath that he seemed to have lost interest in speaking. Squatted down calmly, quietly transported his mana, and drew a circle along the general range of bloodstains. Then he secretly glanced at Su Ning, who understood, and casually found an excuse to put Pan Xiongjie and Jiang Cheng aside.

Seeing that the three of them had already left here, and it happened that there was no one around, Zheng Zheng flipped through it casually, and a talisman was sandwiched between his fingers.

"Qiankun borrows the law, fire alchemy, disease. The spirit talisman in his finger shook twice with the spell, and was suddenly thrown by Zheng Zheng in the middle of the pool of blood. There was a soft "coax", and then the blue transparent flame ignited out of thin air. The flame was neither big nor small, just burning in the circle.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the rune seal is so large that it is divided into four levels: reply, cloud, treasure talisman, and rune map. This fire rune is the lowest level of compound runes, and although it is of a low level, it is still powerful to mortals. Although this fire is an ordinary fire, it is different from ordinary flames, but it is triggered by the use of spiritual energy, with the attributes of a bit of true spiritual fire.

Zheng Zheng hurriedly ran his mana, the weak spiritual power penetrated the flames, wrapped in the bloodstains, and in the slow burning of the flames, the impurities on the ground turned into ashes, and the rest was finally compressed into a drop of essence blood, floating in the air.

"Receive. Zheng Zheng let out a low sigh, and the blood bead flew into the bottle that had already been prepared as if it was being towed.

"Whew. Zheng Zheng let out a sigh, reached out to wipe the sweat that had already appeared on his forehead, and stood up calmly. I thought that after a few days of wind and sun, the smell of blood would dissipate. But so far, the results are still very good. Now that there is a drop of the murderer's blood, then the next thing will be easy to do.