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Chapter 114

Several police cars surrounded the bungalows in front and behind the house. You Ming and Xu pushed open the car door, and Xu Mengshan rushed out. You Mingxu felt even more deeply as he looked at his partner's appearance.

The house was empty, only a dagger and a rope fell from the ground. You Mingxu looked carefully and there was no obvious sign of fighting. When she looked up, she happened to see Xu Mengshan jumping into the air-raid shelter in the corner of the house. She rushed over, lay at the entrance of the hole, and asked anxiously: "How is it?"

Xu Mengshan held up the flashlight and looked around quickly. Finally, he stared at the ropes and other traces scattered on the ground. It was obvious that someone had been detained here. He bit his teeth and replied, "No one."

"Ah Xu." Yin Feng shouted. You Mingxu turned around and saw him picking up a backpack from the bed, pouring his clothes, money and wallets out. You Mingxu rushed over, picked up his wallet and flipped it. Seeing the ID and bank card, he looked up and looked at each other.

"I didn't go far!" she said.

Yin Feng nodded.

You Mingxu rushed out of the room and shouted to the other policemen: "Search around now!" Yin Feng helped Xu Mengshan climb out of the cave, and Xu Mengshan rushed out as soon as he reached the ground. Yin Feng subconsciously ran with him, watching the policemen running wildly in front of him, his Ah Xu was in front, and his heart ached a little.

Half an hour later, the police found suspicious blood stains on the street 1 km away from the hut. The blood had dried up, at least a few hours ago. The local criminal police captain Han Feng immediately ordered someone to mobilize surveillance near the suspicious location. After another hour, he finally found a normal camera on the corner far away from the location and adjusted it to monitor. However, the picture was blurry and far away.

——

Inside the conference room of Huaicheng Police Station.

Lao Tan, You Mingxu, Han Feng, Xu Mengshan and other key police officers in this case, including Yin Feng, were watching a video that only lasted for more than 20 seconds.

The picture quality is relatively poor, with snowflakes and flashes. The time display was at 4:02 am today, a man and a woman walked up the empty street. They turned their backs to the camera, but the woman was wearing the clothes when Fan Jia disappeared.

"It's Fan Jia!" said You Mingxu. Others nodded one after another. The colleagues who were with him day and night could recognize him at a glance. Only Xu Mengshan's face was clearly reflected in the light of the slides, staring at the picture, silently.

"The man is Chen Zhaoci." Han Feng said, "Looking at his figure, he didn't run away."

Just then.

An extremely tall and strong black shadow suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the screen, holding an iron hammer and smashing it towards Fan Jia.

Even these detectives exclaimed.

Fan Jia fell in a pool of blood, motionless.

The man was wearing a black hoodie and could not see his face from beginning to end. He waved at Chen Zhaoci on the ground again, and Chen Zhaoci lay on the ground and stopped moving. The man bent down, carried Fan Jia on his shoulder, and turned around and walked out of the picture.

There was silence in the conference room.

The police officer in charge of surveillance said: "This is a picture that will take about half an hour later."

Before dawn, Chen Zhaoci was the only one left in the spot. His body moved and stumbled up from the ground. At this time, everyone saw that the hands under his sleeves were tied up by ropes. Chen Zhaoci's head was bleeding, and he looked around for a while, as if he wanted to find something. Finally, he ran out of the picture.

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Yin Feng walked out of the bathroom and saw the familiar figure standing next to the railing. Twilight had already fallen, and the wind blew up. She took out a cigarette and lit the lighter, but there was no expression on her face. She lit it again and lit it again. It was obvious that there was wind, but she didn't know how to block it, as if she was competing with the lighter. In the end, she became angry and smashed the cigarette and the lighter into the trash can next to her.

After running for days, her ponytail had already dispersed halfway, and she didn't care. She inserted her hand into her long hair and leaned down on the balcony.

Yin Feng hasn't seen her look so anxious.

The whereabouts of Fan Jia were attacked were unknown. The police had already conducted a carpet search nearby, but found nothing. It was so crowded and the traffic of people in the old city, it was too easy to hide a person. The witnesses or suspects brought back were reviewed one by one. This was a gap in the review, and Yin Feng encountered You Mingxu's side.

Yin Feng walked to her side, and his arms were habitually pulled on the railing, like a boy. Before he could speak, he heard You Mingxu say, "Let's go, I don't want to talk."

Even Yin Feng, who is good at psychology and accustomed to acting cute and slutty, doesn't know how to comfort her at this time. Finally, he said the most vulgar words: "If you feel uncomfortable, just cry."

You Mingxu smiled "sneer": "Cry? Didn't you find me here to be pretentious?"

Yin Feng paused and said, "I haven't found anyone, are you smashing the lighter here?"

These words finally made You Mingxu look at him with a gloomy face.

"You Yingjun, I think you don't want your surname to be You anymore," she said.

Yin Feng smiled and said with great momentum: "A man is a real man, he will not change his name or his surname."

It seems that every time when she feels depressed and this guy comes out to make jokes, she will feel much better. At this time, another colleague passed by, You Mingxu asked someone for another lighter, took out a cigarette and continued to smoke, and his appearance is not so irritable.

The two of them watched side by side as the dusk became darker and darker, like a black net covering the entire city.

"Ah Xu felt uncomfortable, so he leaned on my shoulder." Yin Feng said, "The physical comfort between people is effective. In other words, relying on me will bring some strength to Ah."

You Mingxu just squinted his eyes and smiled: "No."

Within a few seconds, a heavy head pressed on her shoulder. You Mingxu looked at him sideways. He was so tall that he was not afraid of his waist being twisted. He even closed his eyes and his face was very quiet.

"Then give me strength, then," he said.

You Mingxu didn't say anything, nor did he push him away. Occasionally someone passed by and watched him, but she ignored him. Now Yin Feng doesn't use perfume, but the smell on his body always smells very nice. The smell of bath fluid, sometimes the smell of cauliflower, and sometimes drinking a large jar of milk in the morning and accidentally sprinkled it on his clothes, it will have a faint smell of milk. They are all very clean. His hair is also very soft, pressing on her neck, making people unable to tell what it feels like, intimacy, purity, desire and desire.

After a while, You Mingxu turned his head and gently kissed him on the top of his head.

Yin Feng's whole heart trembled with this kiss as light as a feather. He slowly looked up, but saw You Mingxu looking ahead, his face was cold, and he said, "Get up, let's take a closer look."

Yin Feng: "Oh..."

You Mingxu said: "At first, a year ago, Zhao Feier, a college graduate who was involved in the campus loan of Binjinbao Company, disappeared and was killed. Everyone in Binjinbao Company had evidence of absenteeism and their fingerprints did not meet. Zhao Feier did not meet their target requirements. The real murderer who killed Zhao Feier was the other person."
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