Join the Anti-Explosion Bureau

After the unfriendly meeting on the first day, Zhang Yiyan went back without having too much contact with his colleagues in the unit.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly and it’s a good time to go out.

Zhang Tianming took him back to school. He did not live on campus, but some textbooks and things from activities were at school, and he planned to take these old things away.

First, he contacted his classmate Zhao Qi, who had a suitcase full of them, and said, "In a word, all your stuff is here. Are you really not going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Zhang Yiyan took it with a smile and stuffed it into the trunk. "No, I found an internship at my company."

"My things have been left in your dormitory and I haven't thanked you properly yet. Let's have a meal together."

"Okay, will you still be in City A from now on? Can I come find you when I'm free?" Zhao Qi pushed up his thick-rimmed glasses and readily agreed.

"Of course." Zhang Yiyan smiled and nodded, and the two got into the car together.

(ー`′ー) In the next few days, Zhang Yiyan was at home, and Zhang Tianming came to his house from time to time to cook for him and clean up.

Zhang Tianming put a shrimp in his bowl and asked softly, "The bureau hasn't been looking for you recently?"

Zhang Yiyan counted a few times with his fingers, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, "They are going to re-examine the old case. That Yan Junge wants to try my skills even more. I believe he won't wait too long."

Just as he finished speaking, the cell phone rang as expected. He glanced at Zheng Enmin and picked it up. Zhang Yiyan showed an expression as expected and then hung up the phone.

"The investigators who disappeared seven years ago, they wanted me to go and see."

Zhang Tianming picked up another chopstick dish for him, "Well, I'll take you there after dinner."

"You will encounter more and more people and things in the future, and evil people will only be more evil than you think. Don't act recklessly, and don't be careless in everything."

"Okay, I'll be careful."

The car arrived at the door of the Municipal Bureau. Zhang Yiyan got out of the car and waved his hand, "Uncle, you go back first."

"Okay, Yanyan, call me if you need anything." Zhang Tianming watched him enter before driving away.

When we arrived at the conference room, everyone was almost there. We were just waiting for Zhang Yiyan. When he came in, Zheng Enmin invited him to sit next to him.

Smelling the strong smell of smoke, he frowned and sat next to Zheng Enmin.

The computer was connected to the projector, Huang Yong stood up and began to recount the circumstances of the case.

"Seven years ago, at 7 a.m. on August 8, Dynasty Nightclub manager He Wei and his mistress Wang Lan disappeared. Surveillance footage showed that the two left the nightclub and were never seen again."

"None of the nearby surveillance cameras captured any trace of them again. Their car is still where it is and has not moved."

"The store manager He Xi is He Wei's uncle. He couldn't contact anyone for two days in a row, so he decided to report the case."

"After the report was made, investigators Feng Zhi and Chen Jie from the Shizi Street Prison took charge. Three days after the investigation, Chen Jie and Feng Zhi disappeared."

The surveillance footage from the time was played on the projector, along with photos and social relationships of several people.

"After the two of them disappeared, a large number of personnel were sent to investigate, but there was still no result. After that, the case was shelved."

Zhang Yiyan looked at the projected picture. Below the photo was the corresponding identity information. He counted a few times with the fingers of his right hand and shook his head slightly. There was no joy or sadness on his face.

"Except for Chen Jie, the other three are all dead."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned over. Huang Yong stopped introducing the case and looked at him quietly, looking at him uncontrollably.

"Zhang Ke, how do you know those three people are dead?"

Zhang Yiyan's expression was indifferent and he did not answer directly, "Tonight, the Shizi Street Forbidden City will have the answer."

Yan Junge stopped leaning on crutches now and stood up suddenly. Looking at Zhang Yiyan who was so calm, he decided to follow his wishes.

He wanted to see how he could solve a case that he had not been able to figure out for 7 years in just one night.

"Zhang Ke, the Shizi Street Forbidden City is waiting for you to reveal the secret tonight."

Zheng Enmin also stood up and nodded, "Xiaoyan, you are new here. Please cooperate with Team Yan and communicate in time if there are any problems."

"Okay, Director Zheng." Zhang Yiyan stood up and smiled, looking at Yan Junge with a cold look in his eyes, "Captain Yan, please drive me to a place with me."

"no problem."

The two of them left the city bureau. The September day was still a little sunny. Zhang Yiyan was still wearing long sleeves, long pants and a low ponytail. He followed Yan Junge into the car and sat in the back seat.

The car drove out quickly, and Zhang Yiyan said nothing else except giving directions.

His right hand supported his head, and his left hand played with an ink compass.

Yan Junge saw clearly what was in his hand through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He turned around and did not stop until he reached an old community.

After Zhang Yiyan got out of the car, his eyes returned to normal after a few rolls. He raised his head and silently scanned the dilapidated community, then walked in.

I walked to a residential building with familiarity. I saw the trash cans piled up and the mosquitoes flying everywhere. I frowned. I waved my right hand lightly to set up a purification barrier for myself, and then I went upstairs.

Ignoring the cardboard boxes and shoe racks stacked in the hallway, I walked all the way to the top floor and pointed at a dark brown door, "Captain Yan, please call the door."

Yan Junge observed him for a long time and seriously suspected that this person thought the door was too dirty and didn't want to do it himself, but he had no evidence.

"Ahem." After clearing his throat, Yan Junge stepped forward, curled his fingers, paused, and then used the key to knock on the door.

After knocking four or five times, there was finally movement inside. The door creaked open, and the safety chain was tightened. What came into view was a woman of about 40 years old, with unkempt hair.

When he saw the two people, he frowned and didn't recognize them. He couldn't help but become vigilant and prepared to close the door.

Before the woman could make a move, Zhang Yiyan pushed Yan Junge's arm, and the latter staggered open the door.

She turned her head and looked at him in disbelief. He, he, how could he be so strong? The chain was at least as thick as a little finger.

The woman screamed and was about to drive people away, but Zhang Yiyan moved quickly and went directly into the back room. He saw the unconscious person on the bed clearly. He looked back at the woman with sharp eyes, "Captain Yan, catch her."

Yan Junge received the signal and directly pushed the woman to the ground and handcuffed her behind her back.

The woman screamed and struggled. Zhang Yiyan raised his chin to signal to pull the person up. The next second he waved his hand and slapped her in the air, knocking the person unconscious.

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's finally quiet."

Yan Junge looked at the unconscious woman, then at Zhang Yiyan who was obviously angry, silently threw her on the sofa, and followed her into the back room.

With a trace of surprise in his eyes, he said uncertainly, "This is, Chen Jie,,,"

Zhang Yiyan glanced around the room, found Chen Jie's ID in a biscuit box on the side of the bookshelf, and handed it to him, "Captain Yan, call someone."

After taking the certificate and looking at the photos and personnel information on it, Yan Junge looked at Zhang Yiyan again, feeling an indescribable feeling coming over him.

This person may have the real ability to take this position. (*゜ー゜*)

After calling for support, the two went to the balcony and opened the window to get some air.

Yan Junge was the first to speak, "Zhang Ke, I apologize for what happened a few days ago. I'm sorry. I blame my indiscretion for what I said."

Zhang Yiyan glanced at him and nodded slightly, accepting the apology.

"I want to ask, how did you know that Chen Jie was here? Are those three people really dead?"

Zhang Yiyan stretched out his left hand and spread it out. It was a compass the size of his palm. Looking up at him, there was no wave in his eyes and he didn't say much.

Yan Junge touched his nose in embarrassment and looked away, always feeling the embarrassment of being caught saying bad things about others.

Damn it, I really said bad things about him, that's not right, I just apologized, he should forgive himself.

Zhang Yiyan retracted his hand, put away the compass, and continued, "Those three people are indeed dead. As for the corpses, the location will be known after tonight."