Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

One hour before dawn, at Zheng’s residence.

Zheng Ting, who was used to getting up early, frowned slightly.

After a moment, he opened his eyes. The heavy curtains blocked out the outside light, leaving only a half-closed gap in the middle, which let in a little dark blue light.

Peaceful morning, hazy room.

He turned his head, rested his hands lazily on his head, and stared at the ceiling painting which was painted by a famous domestic artist.

The light figure, misty gauze skirt, delicate brushstrokes and smooth lines bring the beautiful image of Dunhuang Flying Apsaras to life.

Such extremely artistic paintings make waking up and going to bed every day a pleasure.

Lying flat on the bed, ready to start a new day, Zheng Ting noticed something strange.

It was a dark space, and he was the only one in the bedroom. Why did he feel like someone was watching him?

The moment he realized the weirdness, his steady heart rose to his throat with fear.

He swallowed his dry throat and turned over to touch the night light switch.

Click.

The golden light illuminated half of the room. Zheng Ting picked up his glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and turned around to look.

A sturdy stranger was sitting on the mahogany low cabinet opposite the stool at the end of the bed.

Realizing that Zheng Ting had finally discovered him, the man raised his head, and under the brim of his baseball cap, a pair of narrow eyes flashed a cold light.

The cold sweat of fear instantly soaked Zheng Ting's pajamas. He opened his mouth and a hoarse voice came out.

"who are you?"

At the same time, he quietly reached out to the alarm button on the edge of the bed.

The man ignored his smart-assed attitude and aimed the gun at his head.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was like a deadly monster staring ferociously at its prey that it was determined to catch.

boom!

He raised the gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet quietly cut through the air and pierced Zheng Ting's forehead steadily and accurately.

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seven in the morning.

After turning off Catharina's video, Bai Jian'an and Kuriyama Ryo, who had been staying up all night, came out of the study, one on the left and one on the right, to the master bedroom and the guest room respectively to pull out the two slaves who had been working during the day from their beds.

As a result, it took half an hour to lift and pull it.

After much difficulty, they pushed the two into the bathroom to wash their faces and brush their teeth, but as soon as the dazed He Wei and Nie Kaiyu saw each other's faces, they immediately refused to do it.

Without He Wei's push, Nie Kaiyu grabbed a set of disposable toothbrushes and followed Kuriyama Ryo who was preparing breakfast downstairs to experience washing up in the kitchen like never before.

After arranging the toast and fried eggs, Kuriyama Ryo held a towel in his hand and leaned against the glass door frame. He looked at Nie Kaiyu, who was running out of time and had no choice but to use the sink to wash his hair, and complained: "Why don't you just sit in there and take a shower before coming out."

Anyway, the water temperature can be adjusted at will.

Nie Kaiyu didn't say anything. He smoothed his hair, turned around and bent down to Kuriyama Ryo.

Ryo Kuriyama looked at the wet hair in front of him. Did he want him to help wipe it?

Ryo Kuriyama pursed his lips, placed the towel on his head and rubbed it gently.

"All right."

Nie Kaiyu raised his head and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Thank you."

Heat suddenly rose on Kuriyama Ryo's face. He shyly turned his face away and kept a safe distance against Nie Kaiyu's chest.

"go to eat."

As footsteps approached on the stairwell, Nie Kaiyu stood up and said to Li Shanliang, "Don't run around, don't go home by yourself, I will come to you as soon as I get off work."

"You already said it once when you got up just now." He agreed.

"say it again."

Li Shanliang looked at Nie Kaiyu, his eyes filled with uneasiness.

Kuriyama Ryo curled his lips: "I know, just like a nagging old woman."

From their daily bickering to Kuriyama Ryo's unilateral sanctions on Nie Kaiyu, He Wei and Bai Jian'an have long been accustomed to eating breakfast at the same time.

As the black SUV and the white Volvo drove smoothly away from the office, Bai Ji'an and Kuriyama Ryo looked at each other exhaustedly.

Waking them up to go to work after staying up all night is like going to war.

When Bai Jianan crawled into the bed he left behind to catch up on his sleep, He Wei had already driven into the parking lot of the Municipal Bureau.

As soon as he slammed the car door, he heard some rustling coming from the office of Team 3 upstairs.

He Wei walked into the main building puzzled, and the cell phone in his pocket rang at the same time.

Seeing that the caller ID showed it was Han Yang, He Wei went upstairs while putting the phone to his ear.

"Boss, where are you?"

After saying this, He Wei took two steps at a time to the third floor and said, "Let's go back."

He hung up the phone, and the door of Team 3's office opened, and five heads popped out at the same time.

Looking at Lu Haoran and Huang Yuqing who appeared inexplicably, He Wei asked seriously, "What happened?"

"fine."

Lu Haoran, with his round belly, hooked his finger at the shy Huang Yuqing standing beside him.

The two men stood side by side in front of He Wei and suddenly raised their hands in a standard salute.

"Captain He, please take care of me!"

"what?"

He Wei was confused.

What does it mean to take good care of yourself?

He hadn't heard that Yan Haizhen was dying. When he visited him a few days ago, he said he would be discharged from the hospital soon.

Besides, even if the captain of a team cannot come back, the higher-ups can just replace him, but they won’t break up the team and divide the team among them.

"Can you please get to the point when you speak?"

Han Yang rushed out and stood beside the two of them, reporting to He Wei the new news he had just received.

"Director Lin just came over and told them to stay with us for the time being. They can go back after Yan Haizhen recovers from his injury and returns to the team."

He Wei frowned: "What did you say? Director Lin just came over and said that."

"Yes, ten minutes ago, standing right here."

"I see."

After saying that, He Wei turned and left, leaving the five little ones looking at each other, completely confused.

“都回来吧。”

Fei Chen picked up the fragrant West Lake Longjing tea and put it under his nose to smell it.

"What happened?" Shang Siwen was curious, "Why did Captain He leave suddenly?"

"Yes!" Lu Haoran leaned against the door frame, "We haven't been assigned any work yet!"

Since the last explosion, Yan Haizhen and He Feng were injured and hospitalized. He and Huang Yuqing ran to the hospital while doing the remaining work.

They were extremely busy during that period and were just about to die of exhaustion. Yesterday afternoon, Yan Haizhen and He Feng's attending physician informed them to go through the discharge procedures.

The patients going home meant that they were recovering and no longer needed their care. The two people who thought they could finally free up one side and focus on the other side returned to the office and found that the work in their hands had been completed during that extremely busy period.

Good news, the other side has also been liberated.

Bad news, completely liberated, nothing to do.

"It would be nice to take a break for two days." Chen Zeyang looked at them in confusion, "You still insist on challenging your limits."

"How can I take a break for two days?!" Lu Haoran straightened his back, "I applied to the Public Security University to become a police officer. After becoming a police officer, I never thought of having nothing to do every day!"

He just likes the feeling of fulfillment by filling his work schedule.