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"!!!"

three faces

Yan Junge swallowed it quietly and slowly moved behind Zhang Yiyan. He said, "I'm not afraid anymore!"

Le Sheng's expression changed several times, and finally he was the first to cry out, shaking his voice and saying, "No, no, Brother Zhang, dear brother, these are all fake. We have to believe in science."

Not only his voice was shaking, but his body was shaking as well. He also wanted to hide behind Zhang Yiyan, but he didn't dare.

"Since it's fake, why are you shaking?" Zhang Yiyan said, flipping things on the table with a casual expression and always smiling.

"Brother Yong, what do you think, Brother Yong?" He took two steps back timidly and grabbed Huang Yong's arm.

The latter didn't believe it at first, but now that these words came out of Zhang Yiyan's mouth, it felt like there was really a ghost.

Le Sheng didn't dare to find Zhang Yiyan, but he could, and immediately grabbed Yan Junge's arm instead. Huang Yong saw that he was unreliable and cried out, "Brother Yan, please say something!!!!"

Yan Junge, who was named, swallowed hard and nodded. Of course he had to speak up, "I believe in Yan Yan, Huang Yong, Le Sheng, stay tonight."

"!!"

Both faces are covered!

"Brother Yan, you, oh oh oh,"

Le Sheng wanted to cry when he hugged Huang Yong. Although he claimed to be fearless, he didn't know if it was because his grandmother always told stories to scare him when he was a child. As an adult, he was still a little afraid of ghosts, but he didn't usually show it.

Huang Yong patted his shoulder and said comfortingly, "Lele, if the sky falls, Brother Zhang is holding it up, why are you panicking?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, you will protect us."

Zhang Yiyan dug out a mobile phone from the gap between the quilt and smiled, "Of course."

"Le Sheng, can you see if this phone can be turned on?"

After receiving the assurance, Le Sheng could only bite the bullet and picked up his phone to try. "It's out of battery. Just charge it and it will turn on. I'll take out the computer later and crack the password."

As he spoke, he went to the door and picked up a computer bag. After connecting to his mobile phone, the password was unlocked in less than 10 minutes.

"Ouch~~" Le Sheng had just opened the photo album, and the video inside was too eye-catching.

A woman's ambiguous shouts and coquettish laughter came from the phone, as well as a man's teasing growl.

"The video was shot at 5:20 last night. It started right after I got back. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the last video ended at 6:40."

No need to identify them, just four victims.

Yan Junge took a look at the mobile phone. It was a new model with the highest configuration. "It is impossible to leave such a private mobile phone in the dormitory without taking it away. They should have come back, but something happened."

"I suspect they are planning to take snow photos on campus or something like that."

"It's really possible. It's very popular on the Internet recently." Le Sheng agreed and quickly searched on the computer, "Let me see if I can find the accounts of these people."

"Yes, Miao Jia has announced on her social account that she will release photos of snow elves."

Le Sheng flipped through it again, "This phone is so exciting. The short videos in it can probably support a film and television company."

"Yes, the movie Bixian was played at 7:22, and it lasted less than ten minutes. It is estimated that they started playing the Bixian game at this time."

Huang Yong tilted his head and looked at his mobile phone and said thoughtfully, "So they arrived at the dormitory at around 5 o'clock yesterday. They had a good time first, then had dinner, watched a movie, played the pen fairy game, and then left the dormitory to take pictures at 8:[-]."

"H, happy, Brother Yong, you are really good at describing things." Le Sheng lowered his head and continued to check his phone, and suddenly his eyes widened, "I'll go, this kid has no martial ethics."

An encrypted photo album contains short videos, but all of them show the girls in a state of confusion or even coma.

Yan Junge thought about the death of these two people, "The murderer may be among these people who were raped. Le Sheng, you should find a way to find out the information about these girls."

"Investigating their family and friends, and not ruling out revenge for the girls' innocence."

Le Sheng nodded with a serious expression and imported the data from his phone into the computer.

After a pause, Yan Junge said again, "Dayong, this is a difficult matter. Try to minimize the damage."

"During the discussion, bring the team's psychological counselor with you to provide some guidance."

Huang Yong nodded with difficulty. It was already very painful for these girls to be raped. If they were suspected of being the murderer again, I'm afraid, ugh. "Brother Yan, the memory of the mobile phone is limited. I suspect that those two boys still have it in their computer or other memory."

The room fell into silence for a moment. This possibility was too high. No one knew how many girls had been killed. Yan Junge looked gloomy and immediately arranged for people to search for clues at the four people's homes and dormitories. "Don't worry, none of them can escape."

Zhang Yiyan thought about the feeling of being stared at just now and wanted to take a look.

Just as he moved, Yan Junge's cell phone rang, "Haozi, how are you?"

Chen Hao's voice came through the wind, "Captain Yan, we visited all the nearby restaurants, including the Fly Restaurant, and also adjusted the surveillance."

"Meng Xi only bought a large bag of snacks from the supermarket in front of the school, and then went back to school directly."

",,,knew."

Yan Junge hung up the phone, and the other three people also looked at him. Huang Yong was the first to react and took the supermarket shopping bag to check, "The oil is outside the bag."

Yan Junge's pupils trembled suddenly, "Go and check, which dormitory has someone coming back? Knock on the door one by one, quickly."

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yiyan stretched out his hand to stop him, "It's too slow for you to look for me like this. I'll do it."

"no!"

Yan Junge blurted out almost subconsciously, ignoring the curious looks of Huang Yong and Le Sheng, and pulled Zhang Yiyan out of the dormitory door.

He dragged the person to the stairwell and pushed him against the wall with his hands, "Yanyan, let me ask you, do you hurt yourself every time you cast a spell?"

"Every time you solve a case, as long as you have key clues, your face will turn pale. I would rather knock on the door and check it out in an ordinary way, than I don't want you to get hurt."

Zhang Yiyan looked up at him, how did he know? Could it be that he was too obvious, so he subconsciously touched his cheek.

Seeing his expression, Yan Junge was a little proud, "I follow you and watch you every day, how could I not know these things."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhang Yiyan curled his lips and smiled, "These are nothing to me, and I don't have you now."

Yan Junge's eyes lit up, "Yang Qi?"

"Ah."

Zhang Yiyan's smile deepened, "Yan Junge, you are like a large power bank. You can replenish as much as you consume, or even more."

"Then I'm very important to you?" The power bank is also very good, which shows that Yan Yan relies on me.

He continued to nod, "It's very important."

ヾ(??▽?)ノ Yan Junge exploded with fireworks in his heart. He bent his arms, leaned forward, and kissed the corner of Zhang Yiyan's lips, like a dragonfly touching water, itchingly, "What now? Isn't the energy bursting?"

Zhang Yiyan raised his eyes to meet his sparkling peach blossom eyes, looking like he was begging for praise, and smiled brightly, "Yes."

By the way, I almost forgot to ask the most important thing, "Yanyan, except for me, no one else can do it. I remember you said that I have a pure yang body."

nod!

After receiving the affirmative answer, Yan Junge was overjoyed.

next second.

"Besides my master and uncle, you are the third one."

"Zhang Tianming! Zhang Tianyuan!" Yan Junge grabbed his shoulders nervously. Kissing between master and disciple is absolutely not allowed.

"Yes."

Fortunately for Zhang Tianyuan, the few contacts he had so far were normal. Zhang Tianming,,,

This old guy still calls Yanyan Baobao, rubbish, that’s not allowed.

"no!!"

Realizing that he was too excited, Yan Junge softened his voice and continued, "Yanyan, you have already chosen me, and you said before that my Qi is very pure, and it will be messed up if anyone touches you again."

He did say it, nodding, "Yes."

He breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yan Junge felt as if he had just been exchanging between the two heavens of ice and fire, and his little heart was beating wildly.