Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The old lady still opened her mouth and made a whining sound.

"Can she not speak?"

Feichen looked at Wang Min, who also looked aggrieved, "I don't know, but she did not talk to me."

Zhao Shu said: "Are you saying that she doesn't remember anything and doesn't know where her home is?"

"Yes, we did ask her where she lived. She either didn't respond or waved her hands and walked away, and then continued to wander on the street. That's why we guessed that she was a lost old man." As for the old lady holding Han Yang and not letting go. Wang Min was also shocked, "This is the first time I've seen her have such a big reaction."

Everyone looked over and saw that the old lady holding Han Yang with one hand had now two hands. Except for Han Yang's sleeves, even his collar was not spared. The round-neck T-shirt was stretched out in a circle, and the fabric made a squeaking sound.

Han Yang grabbed the collar that was about to be torn apart and shouted, "Don't guess yet! It's going to break!"

Sun Yabin and Zhao Shu immediately went up to help pull the person, while Wang Min stepped aside in fear, seeming to regret not calling the police directly but bringing the person over personally.

Feichen stared at the information in Han Yang's hand and recalled everything that had just happened. Suddenly an idea flashed and he immediately asked: "Zhou Jie?"

……

"Wei Shuling?"

……

"Chen Yu?"

Still no response, could it be that he guessed in the wrong direction?

Han Yang looked at Feichen beside him and understood his intention. He glanced down at the information in his hand and continued: "Wang Jiaqi, Li Ming!"

Hearing the sound, the old lady's hand suddenly stopped. She stared, opened her mouth and started whining at Han Yang again.

Han Yang gave up treatment completely and let the old lady hold his collar. He looked up at Sun Yabin and Zhao Shu and asked, "Wang Jiaqi or Li Ming?"

Sun Yabin and Zhao Shu understood, and they spoke at the same time, calling out the names of Wang Jiaqi and Li Ming respectively.

After hearing this, the old lady immediately turned her head and stared at Zhao Shu.

"It's Li Ming!"

"Give me the information." Feichen took the information and asked the old lady, "Old lady, do you know Li Ming?"

The old lady nodded repeatedly. She could hear sounds but couldn't speak.

"It should be a matter of the day after tomorrow." Han Yang said.

Feichen handed the information to Zhao Shu and said, "This person should be her relative. Please make a copy of the information. It contains the contact information left by Li Ming's family members when they reported the crime."

Zhao Shu didn't expect things to go so smoothly. She immediately took the information and smiled happily.

When Feichen and Han Yang stood in front of the police station and were about to leave, it was already [-]:[-] pm.

"This old lady is so strong." Han Yang pulled at the torn and deformed collar, with distress on his face. "Fortunately, I don't dress properly when I go to work. If this was a brand, I would have to ask Team He for reimbursement."

"I do not believe."

"What don't you believe?"

"If you don't believe me, how dare you ask Captain He for reimbursement." After saying that, Feichen walked towards the parking space.

Han Yang followed Fei Chen and muttered: "If it's not serious, of course I won't go back and seek death. If you tear him into pieces, even if Captain He beats me, I will have to pay compensation from the unit."

Howie stopped the car and sat quietly on the armchair. After a while, he lowered the window and looked up. On the second floor of the office, the lights were still on.

Howie dialed the number and the call went through, but no one answered.

He looked up again and saw that the lights upstairs were still on.

He Wei found the office's landline number and dialed it. After three rings, the call was finally connected.

"Hello, Unknown Detective Agency."

He Wei paused and said, "Where is Ji An?"

Tan Jie has always had a deep impression of He Wei, "Officer He? Mr. Bai has been in the study. The door is closed and I don't know if he has rested."

He Wei got out of the car and said, "It's okay, open the door."

"Ah?" Tan Jie raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was the next day soon. He didn't go home from get off work at this time, and he actually ran here.

He Wei stood in front of the glass door and looked in. At the deepest point opposite the door, on the dark stairwell, a dark figure wearing a coat hurried towards him.

He Wei walked in without saying a word and went straight to the study.

There were two knocks on the door, and a familiar response came from the door.

He Wei opened the door and saw Bai Ji'an, wearing gold-framed glasses, sitting quietly under the bronze table lamp, reading a book quietly. I don't know if it was an illusion caused by the orange light, but He Wei always felt that the room was warm.

Bai Ji'an thought it was Tan Jie and said without raising his head, "If you don't recover, go watch TV. The remote control is on the sofa."

"it's me."

Bai Ji'an raised his head and looked at He Wei in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"When Cheng Nuo told me the results would come out early tomorrow morning, it was already [-]:[-] pm."

"So you have insomnia?"

"Yeah, I can't sleep anyway, your place is closer to my work than mine. If I'm too tired to go home in the future, I'll come to your place for a night. By the way! Record my face when you're done, save me Come here and knock on the door.”

"You can go find Tan Jie now about the door lock. It just so happens that he has nothing to do now."

If Bai Ji'an hadn't brought it up on his own initiative, He Wei almost forgot, "What's going on? I'll be your assistant and provide food and accommodation?"

"of course not."

"Then why is he here in the middle of the night? Why isn't he going home?"

"Because of fear."

"Afraid?" He Wei remembered what Bai Ji'an said to him when he first entered the door, "He hasn't recovered yet." "You're talking about Cheng'en's mouth."

"Yeah, that's understandable. An ordinary person may not see a corpse for more than ten years, let alone a half-decomposed corpse that was still killed. It's normal to be afraid, just get used to it."

He Wei curled his lips, his old habit of hating people came back again.

"What about your client? I didn't mean to contact her and ask her if there's anything strange?"

"The appointment is tomorrow. This afternoon she said there were too many customers in the store and she couldn't leave. She asked me to go to her beauty salon tomorrow to find her."

"Tomorrow, when tomorrow?"

"9 point."

"So early."

"She said the opening time is 9 o'clock, which is when there are the fewest customers."

He Wei looked back at his watch. It was already past twelve o'clock, "Then you're still not sleeping? Are you planning to become an immortal?"

Bai Ji'an grabbed a book from his hand and handed it to He Wei, "You go to bed first, I'm used to it."

Howie took the book in his hand. The forest and lake printed on the cover looked like an oil painting and a photo. The title of the book, "Walden Pond", was written in the middle.

"Why did you give me the book? Isn't it for sleeping?"

Bai Ji'an looked up at him with a serious look on his face, "Didn't you tell me that you have insomnia?" He raised his chin at the exquisite cover and added, "Believe me, this book is particularly effective for you. "