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Zhang Yiyan thought about the clues analyzed by several people, leaned forward slightly and got close to Yan Junge, lowering his voice, "I need a separate space."

After thinking about it, he realized that those yellow talismans, ghosts and the like were really not easy to talk about in public. He nodded and said, "Yiyan, follow me to the office."

Yan Junge stood up and said hello to a few people, then took Zhang Yiyan to his office, "Do you need me to avoid it?"

"what ever."

Yan Junge took a few steps back. After closing the door but not leaving, Zhang Yiyan glanced sideways and said nothing more.

He put his hands together and recited the spell, spread his hands, and the eight yellow talismans were arranged in sequence. As the spell was recited faster and faster, the yellow talismans were arranged in eight directions, surrounding him in the middle.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, turned his eyeballs, and his pupils appeared. He looked at the report letter again. In the blink of an eye, his eyeballs recovered.

"receive."

The eight yellow talismans burned out at the same time and turned into blue smoke.

Yan Junge swallowed hard. This, seen from a close distance, was really spectacular, like a close-up magic.

Zhang Yiyan slowly turned around and looked at him, "There is a [-]% chance that there will be a murder."

"Seventy percent?"

"Well, this report letter has almost no connection with the corpse, and the place is too far away, so I can't see it clearly."

Thinking about the meaning of his words, Yan Junge thought about it, "You mean, if it's close or there are things belonging to the deceased, you can be sure?"

Zhang Yiyan waved away the clothes on the sofa, sat down, and nodded, "Maybe the reporter didn't hear the name clearly, but only the surname."

"Check based on the surname, who are Zhang and Wang's couples?"

"If you feel that this method is too slow, it doesn't hurt to take a walk."

Seeing him moving things in the air again, I was shocked again. I picked up my clothes and sat on the sofa. "Well, let's take a walk."

"Is it convenient for you?"

"can."

Yan Junge stood up immediately, "Okay, I'll make some arrangements first, and we'll set off later."

"it is good."

Zhang Yiyan was still sitting there. He took out his mobile phone to send a message to Zhang Tianming, and then sat aside and waited for him.

Ten minutes later, Yan Junge returned to the office, picked up his coat and keys, "Yiyan, let's go."

After getting in the car, Yan Junge said, "Let's go to your house to get some daily necessities. I probably won't be able to come back today."

"it is good."

Arriving at Zhang Yiyan's residence, I just parked the car and said, "Hi~"

Zhang Yiyan held his head. It turned out that the hook on the seat had turned sideways at some point and caught his hair rope. Yan Junge immediately loosened the seat belt and came over to help him remove the hair rope.

"Thank you."

Yan Junge held the hair rope that he had torn off and smiled awkwardly, "This..."

"It's okay, let's go upstairs and sit for a while."

"Row."

The two of them followed the elevator of the underground garage all the way upstairs. Zhang Tianming was packing Zhang Yiyan's things and asked Yan Junge to sit down.

At the same time, in the corner of the underground garage, Zhu Yujun quietly poked his head out, then quickly followed the two of them, watching the elevator stop on the ninth floor.

Then he took out his cell phone and sent a few photos to Song Qing, and then called him, "Sisters, come and catch the rapist."

Song Qing didn't know why, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? So excited."

"Damn it, can you not be excited? Guess who I just saw, your captain, Yan Junge."

Song Qing took her mobile phone and left the office. Shen Ran was still there at this moment, and she didn't want to be heard.

When he reached the rooftop, he said, "What do you mean? Make it clear."

Zhu Yujun took a few hard breaths before speaking, "My parents don't live in Mingdu, Tianshui. I came to see them."

"Tianshui Mingdu??" Song Qing almost lost control and couldn't hold the phone.

Zhu Yujun gritted his teeth, "Yes, I just parked the car and saw the car diagonally opposite that looked like the one you showed me before."

"One more pair of license plates, that's not it."

"Looking at the driver's seat again, it turned out to be Yan Junge."

"I wonder why he came here if this is not the time to go to work."

"As a result, this scumbag started to do something in the car, and the two even got into the elevator together."

"They haven't left yet. If you come here now, you can catch them."

Song Qing worked hard to digest this bombshell, retrieved the information, and checked the pictures. It was just as Zhu Yujun said. Then I checked the car's location again, Tianshui Mingdu, and I was sure it was not a mistaken identity.

In the photo, the co-pilot was surrounded by Yan Junge's leaning body. All he could see was that she was a woman with long hair.

No wonder I noticed that the position of the seat had changed when I was in the car this morning. It must have been this woman who picked me up last night.

There seemed to be a ball of cotton stuck in my throat. I swallowed hard before I found my voice, "Junjun, he went to the airport to pick up this woman last night."

"what????"

Then Song Qing explained what happened yesterday, and then said, "He just came to the office to see me and said that he was going on a business trip and would not be back today."

Zhu Yujun screamed, "Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, just wait, I'm going to beat him up now."

Song Qing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Junjun, forget it, I have decided to break up. As for who that woman is, I don't want to know anymore."

"Come to me and let's meet and talk."

Zhu Yujun was so angry that his internal organs were about to explode. He stamped his feet, left the elevator, returned to the car, and waited for a while without giving up.

Sure enough, Yan Junge was carrying a suitcase and got into the car with the man beside him.

Zhu Yujun clicked two photos, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Zhang Yiyan glanced at the leaving car as if sensing something, and squinted his eyes.

When they arrived at the tea room next to the city bureau, the two of them asked for a private room. Zhu Yujun threw down his bag and said, "What a scumbag, you bastard. They just left together in a car and carried a box. This was with a little love." I'm going out to play."

Song Qing had already collected her emotions during the waiting time, "I thought he was different from other men, but in the end,,, I have decided to break up."

Zhu Yujun cursed a bunch of curse words that were inconsistent with her beautiful appearance, and slapped the table, "We can't give him an advantage if we break up, we have to pay for the breakup."

"How dare you go home with the smell of another woman's perfume? It's just too much of a deception."

"Today you dare to take a woman with you under the pretext of going on a business trip, and tomorrow you dare to take her home and break into a house."

"By the way, he lives in your apartment now. Sweep all his things out and let him know that garbage should stay in the trash can."

Song Qing nodded, "He lives with me. His house is far away from the work."

Zhu Yujun rolled his eyes and said, "Sister, didn't he go out with Xiao Qinger to be cool? You break up with him now and see who he chooses."

After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "I have decided to break up. Is it necessary?"

Zhu Yujun raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Of course it is necessary to make him think there is still room for redemption, and then slap him hard in the face and kick him out."

Call ~

After exhaling forcefully, Song Qing nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed, and clicked on the loudspeaker.

"Hey, wife~" The sound of the game came next. After a few seconds, the sound of the game disappeared.

Zhu Yujun rolled his eyes, what a piece of shit my wife is.

Song Qing took a deep breath and clenched his palms. Sure enough, there was someone next to him. He had to be as close as possible to reach him.

"Yan Junge, let's break up."