How to break the fast wearing as a villain

Chapter 92 Mr. Police, Don’t Come Over (8)

"I don't see you." Ye Ming's face was cold, and his voice had no warmth, "You should know that I have nothing to do with the past, besides, I have been away from the criminal police team for a long time, and I don't want to have any contact with that side."

Lu Zijin crossed her arms, she didn't expect to be able to persuade her once.

The courtyard of the police station is very green. At the end of the corridor, you can just see the panorama below. Lu Zijin suddenly laughed: "You have been in the traffic police team for a long time, and your thinking has slowed down. If there is nothing important, how can he?" Will ask you to meet him? Let alone through my name."

"What do you mean?" Yeming turned his head and looked at her warily.

"He called you over, of course he wants you to tell him what you failed to say back then." Lu Zijin opened the bag, took out a USB flash drive from it, and handed it to him, "Go back and have a look, it's not a clue, but Maybe it can give you some new ideas."

Ye Ming's expression was startled, he joined the traffic police team, originally to cover up people's eyes and ears, and secretly investigated the cases of the year. One reason was that he was too busy in the criminal police team, and the more important point was——

He suspected that there were other eyes and ears in the criminal police team!

It's not that he didn't try to express his doubts to his superiors back then, but they were all dismissed.

The closing arguments were full of mistakes, and none were brought up.

At that time, he resolutely left the criminal police team and hid in the small department of the traffic police team.

He has been pretending for so many years, no one can see it, and his friends and classmates around him also think that he has given up on himself, because of the death of his friend, he has been living in peace, completely forgetting the oath he made at the police academy.

Seeing Ye Ming's complex expression, Lu Zijin reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I have no malicious intentions."

It seemed that he still had to digest himself for a while, so she closed the bag again, straightened her clothes, and said, "Okay, go back and think about it, my phone is posted on your desk, figured it out, anytime you can look for me."

After speaking, he stepped on his high heels and left.

The corridor was quiet, only the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, Ye Ming looked up, her figure was gradually submerged in the light and shadow, a little erratic, how did she know so much?
Hadn't he disguised himself thoroughly enough?
Do not……

She might actually know something.

……

Ye Ming returned to the apartment, he was the only one living here, and all the secrets were locked in this apartment.

He changed his shoes in the entrance, and touched the light switch next to him with a click. The room was brightly lit, and there were countless pictures on the wall. Even in the small living room, there were many thin wires vertically and horizontally. , all use wooden clips to hold papers of different colors, and these papers record his achievements over the years.

An investigation without clues is like a bottomless well, no matter how you dig it, you will never see the source of water.

He dropped the bag with his coat on the ground, slammed himself on the sofa, spread his hands, and closed his eyes.

In his mind, he kept recalling the scenes of the investigations over the years. There were no clues, only Fang Zhuo's last words when he died.

"No, Ah Ming, let's go! We've been exposed."

"It's enough to check here, enough, don't go deeper."

"How...they...why?"

Fang Zhuo's voice was still echoing in his mind. From his few words, Ye Ming gradually realized that the bombing case back then involved too many aspects, and he, a small policeman, could do so little. There are very few of them.

(End of this chapter)