Crime-solving god-level fusion system

Not allowed to hurt her a hair! 【5】

Li Ze carefully opened the box, and inside was a complete set of broadcasting equipment.
He took out a sound card device from it. From the perspective of appearance and production process, this sound card is obviously valuable and belongs to a relatively high-end product.
Obviously, Huang Xing became an amateur part-time radio anchor with this sound card.
After taking out the equipment above, there is a big bag of plastic bags stacked underneath, open the plastic bag, and there are a lot of photos inside!
Li Ze took out the photo inside, and the people in the photo were clearly all the dead in the three cases!
The shooting methods of these photos are very familiar, all of them were taken secretly, and Li Ze immediately associated them with a bunch of photos taken by Cai Jianhui before.
Obviously, these photos were taken by Cai Jianhui of “Four Three Seven”!
And now that these photos appear in Huang Xing’s box, it shows that the two are absolutely inseparable, or at least have a relationship of interest and cooperation.
Li Ze said to Long Jun, who was beside him, “Send your police officers to check and see the financial transactions between Huang Xing and Cai Jianhui.”
“it is good.”
Long Jun responded immediately.
Then Li Ze continued there.Looking through the stack of photos, when he turned to one of the photos, Li Ze’s pupils suddenly shrank.
Familiar appearance.
Xu Xin!
Li Ze immediately understood what this meant, Huang Xing had already set his sights on Xu Xin!
Long Jun, who was beside him, also saw Xu Xin’s appearance in the photo, and his face suddenly turned blue.
“It’s really inhuman. He doesn’t want to let go of a teenage girl?”
Li Ze glanced outside the dormitory. Although it was not raining outside, and it was not night, Li Ze knew very well that these murderers would never follow these rules with you honestly.
The time interval between Huang Xing’s murders is getting shorter and shorter. The more urgently the police investigate him, the more frantic and irritable he becomes.
“At this point, Xu Xin should still be in school, and she hasn’t finished school yet.”
Li Ze glanced at the time on his mobile phone, and then said to Long Jun, who was beside him: “Notify the action team immediately, and set up the road section of Xu Xin’s school. As long as he dares to appear, he will be arrested immediately!”
“it is good!”
Long Jun was also refreshed.
Li Ze took out his car keys and stared at the Q version of the police figure above, speechless for a long time.
For Li Ze, Xu Xin’s safety cannot be compromised, and he will never allow the murderer to hurt her a hair!
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Suzhou City.
Twelfth Middle School.
Jingle bell, a rush of school bells rang.
The quiet school suddenly became noisy, and the students came down from the teaching building in groups and ran towards the school gate.
For these students, this is the most anticipated and exciting time of the day.
Xu Xin came to the school gate with the crowd, pushed her bicycle out of the carport, and planned to ride her bike home.
Xu Xin came to the school gate with the crowd, pushed her bicycle out of the carport, and planned to ride her bike home.
Twelve Middle School is a few kilometers away from her home, and it takes a lot of time for her to walk home on weekdays, so she also proposed to her second uncle to buy a bicycle.
Riding a bicycle home is obviously much faster than walking, which can also give Xu Xin more time to rest.
Sitting on the bicycle seat, she was just about to step on the bicycle pedals, but found that her tires had been flattened at some point.
Not long after I bought the car, it was obviously not possible that the tire was flat, and it was probably a puncture.
Xu Xin frowned slightly. She looked at her bicycle tires and looked around for a while. There was a bicycle repair shop just meters away on both sides.
She sighed, then pushed the car towards the bicycle repair shop.
When she came to the repair shop, Xu Xin handed the car to the mechanic, who immediately started to check the tires, and then said to Xu Xin, “It’s really a puncture, you should buy a new car. Ah, why did the tire puncture so quickly? Was it bumpy on the way home, crushing broken glass nails or something?”
“I do not know either.”
Xu Xin shook her head and said, “I’m fine when I go to class… It’s just like getting the car after school…”
“That was probably done by some naughty student in your class or school.”
The car mechanic said: “You have to be careful. Pay attention to the friends who have been in conflict with you recently. I guess, they will have to poke your tires next time.”
“Um.”
Xu Xin nodded, expressing her agreement with the car mechanic.
However, she really didn’t have a conflict with anyone recently, so she couldn’t guess who punctured her tire for a while.
“There’s a bench there. You can sit for a while. I’ll fix the tire for you. It will be fine soon.”
The car mechanic said.
Xu Xin also nodded again, then sat on the bench beside her.
Suddenly, a hand suddenly rested on Xu Xin’s shoulder, making Xu Xin almost scream.
But the other party immediately covered her mouth and said in a low voice, “Don’t shout.”
“Who are you?”
Xu Xin turned her head to look at the man behind her in horror.
“You forgot my voice?”
The man coughed at her twice, cleared his throat, and then said to her in a low and magnetic voice: “Hello, everyone, welcome to FM93.X, I’m the anchor Xiaoxing…”
Hearing 0.0 words, Xu Xin’s face suddenly changed from fear to excitement, “Are you the radio anchor Xiaoxing?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
Huang Xing also put down the hand covering Xu Xin’s mouth.
The car mechanic on the other side looked at Huang Xing vigilantly. He thought Huang Xing was a hooligan who harassed female students or something, and was about to get up and drive him away.
After finding that Xu Xin was chatting with the man excitedly, he let go of his guard.
Since the two knew each other, he wouldn’t say much.
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