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Yan Junge swallowed the remaining noodles in three strokes and wiped his mouth, "Let's go, it's probably almost done over there."

"Wang Suo took people up the mountain at dawn. He just called to say that he had found bones. He is now working hard."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, got up and set off to the forest, "Yan Junge, he has been missing for 13 years. No one is looking for him, no one reports the case, and no one finds his body. What is this kind of case called?"

"Hidden case." Yan Junge's expression was no longer calm and a little heavy.

"I have read a saying that a person dies three times: physical, social and spiritual."

"This is probably how a person is completely forgotten."

Zhang Yiyan thought about the meaning of his words and shook his head, "Isn't there someone who remembers him and wrote a report letter for him?"

The heavy mood just now improved slightly, "Yes, and we will let him see the light of day again, and let the person who harmed him face trial."

When the two arrived at the burial ground, many staff members were surrounding them. Huang Yong saw them coming and took a few steps forward to greet them.

"Brother Yan and Zhang Ke are all bones. They were dug up at the place you marked."

"Director Song is checking at the moment. We will go there later."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, took a few steps back, raised his left hand and grabbed the hair that was blown by the wind to the back of his head.

Yan Junge glanced at it for a while and then didn't go there. "You go ahead and keep an eye on it. Then call me."

"to make."

Suddenly, Huang Yong lowered his voice and said, "Brother, are you and Director Song really????"

Yan Junge raised his eyes and glared at him, "Go to work and ask around for nothing."

"Brother, I care about you. Oh, yes, yes, I'll leave now."

He breathed out from his nostrils angrily. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He kicked the stone on the ground and saw Zhang Yiyan standing to the side out of the corner of his eye.

By the way, this person is my 'scandal target', and it is the irrefutable evidence that I have cheated on him, tsk tsk tsk.

It’s hard not to misunderstand that this big man looks so bad for the country and the people, and he still has long hair.

That's not right. This matter has nothing to do with him at all. It's too unfair to force him to be involved.

I guess Song Qing has been grudged against me for a long time. Judging from the evidence she listed last night, she has determined that I, Yan Junge, is the one who will cheat on me.

Damn it, you don’t give me any trust, you took a few photos, checked my location and then sentenced me to death, nnd.

I grinded my teeth and thought no more. I just work and I will be an ordinary colleague from now on. I don’t want anyone who doesn’t trust me.

Seeing Zhang Yiyan pushing his hair behind him for the third time, Yan Junge finally walked over, took out the handkerchief from his pocket and waved it in front of him.

"Yiyan, try my hair tying skills?"

He raised his head and faced the handkerchief with a faint smile on his lips, "Thank you."

"Okay, I, Yan Junge, will take action and I will guarantee your satisfaction."

"Everyone who's tried says it's good."

Yan Junge stood behind him, his head slightly lowered, his expression serious, and he performed the operation as fiercely as a tiger. When he saw the results, he clicked his tongue.

After struggling for three or four minutes, I finally got the hair completely in my left hand.

After another three or four minutes, I finally tied it, but it fell apart as soon as I let go.

Zhang Yiyan's forehead twitched, "Everyone who has tried it said yes?"

"Hey, once things get old, things get familiar again, give me some more time." Yan Junge continued to fight with his hair, but still talked to divert his attention.

"In a word, are you wearing perfume? It's light and smells good."

This time Zhang Yiyan's forehead was twitching even more fiercely, "Sandalwood."

Only then did Yan Junge realize what hooligan he was saying. Fortunately, Zhang Yiyan was a boy, otherwise he would have been accused of being a hooligan.

"It turns out to be sandalwood. Okay, it's tied up. Let me take a look."

Putting her hands on his shoulders, she turned him around and stood face to face, "Okay, the binding is very good."

Zhang Yiyan stretched out his hand and touched it. It was a little crooked. Hey, forget it, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It is an honor to serve you."

As he spoke, he put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly, making Zhang Yiyan couldn't help laughing.

The two chatted casually for a few words. Suddenly, Zhang Yiyan raised his finger and pointed to a place, "Yan Junge, look over there."

Follow his gaze and ask, "Where? What's wrong?"

He pointed again to make sure he could see clearly, and said seriously, "It's where you were beaten yesterday."

",,,"

"You can't even get up from the beating."

",,,"

Yan Junge was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing. No, the contrast between this man's serious expression and his joking was really too great.

He still made fun of himself, "Zhang Yiyan, if it weren't for the fact that you are a patient now, I would definitely beat you."

Zhang Yiyan also laughed, "If I give you two hands, you can't beat me."

",,,"

"Can you save some face for me?"

"It's rare that you can?"

",,,I, probably, maybe, maybe, no."

"Yes."

",,,"

I'm autistic. It's too embarrassing for a 189-year-old man to be crushed and beaten by a 172-year-old kid. I'd better not try it.

During the conversation, the excavation and survey of corpses over there were almost done. The two walked over. Song Qing arranged the tools and said seriously,

"Adult male, estimated to be between 40 and 50 years old."

"The skull was shattered, 3-4 sections of the neck bones were broken, and the fourth and fifth ribs on the left side were fractured."

"It's definitely a homicide."

Under the pit, a humanoid skeleton lay inside. It had been forgotten in this mountain forest for 13 years.

Huang Yong looked at the corpse and sighed, "I didn't expect the report letter to be true. This guy is so miserable."

Before he could continue, Zhang Yiyan stared at the corpse and interrupted him, "I'm sure it's Zhang Qingjun."

"Yan Junge, arrest them."

Yan Junge walked to him and said, "Are you sure?"

"Correct."

"it is good."

Yan Junge nodded and walked to Wang Tao, "Wang Suo, arrest them, Wang Xiu and Ye Teng."

At this time, Zhang Yiyan's voice came from behind, "There is also Hou Qiang."

Several people looked at each other, "Who is Hou Qiang?"

Wang Tao looked up at him in surprise. How did this man know Hou Qiang? Their eyes met in the air. He seemed to have seen everything.

He looked away and explained, "Hou Qiang is Zhang Qingjun's neighbor. We had contact with him several times during our previous visits and investigations."

"However, the villagers have always said that he has a good relationship with Zhang Qingjun, and Zhang Qingjun even recognized Hou Qiang as his eldest brother."

How did this person know this information?

Yan Junge's eyes became more determined, "Wang Suo, take action."

"Row,"

Wang Tao immediately called the people squatting near the village, "Capture Wang Xiu, Ye Teng, and Hou Qiang."

"Act now."

Soon, in less than ten minutes, a call came from over there, "The operation was successful."

"it is good."

Wang Tao hung up the phone, and finally a smile appeared on his tight lips, "I caught him, and I'm taking him back to town now."

The group packed up and started going down the mountain. Zhang Yiyan was walking in front. Yan Junge quickly caught up with Wang Tao after saying a few words, "Yiyan, let me help you. Does your shoulder still hurt?"

Zhang Yiyan raised his left hand and pinched his right shoulder, frowning slightly, "It's okay."

"Come on, don't be brave,"

After that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, I held his arm and went down the mountain.

Le Sheng, who was following behind, clicked his tongue twice and quietly took a look at Song Qing, who was not far away. He had an iceberg-faced face the whole time, and there was nothing missing from this separation.

Find a topic and ask, "Does this Zhang Qingjun have no relatives? No one has reported him missing in 13 years."

At this time Ding Kun came over and said, "Zhang Qingjun has four brothers and sisters."

"According to his brother, the siblings lost their father and mother when they were very young, and were later adopted separately. Since Zhang Qingjun became the son-in-law, they have had less contact."

"Zhang Qingjun goes out to work all year round and returns home once a year, staying for up to a month at a time."

"His brother came to see him several times, but Zhang Qingjun's wife Wang Xiu excused him by saying that the couple had a bad relationship and that Zhang Qingjun went out to work."

Huang Yong continued, "This woman is quite cruel, but did you pay attention to what Captain Yan was talking to Zhang Ke just now?"

"You can tell at a glance that this is Zhang Qingjun. Brother Yan really believes it. There is no need to take a test."

Ding Kun thought for a moment and nodded, "How does he know Hou Qiang? I remember that when you came here, you all discussed how to find the body. You didn't discuss this."

Brother Le Sheng put his arms around Ding Kun's shoulders in a familiar manner, "Brother, let me introduce you to our bureau's new section chief, Zhang Yiyan. He has been on TV. He has real abilities."

Ding Kun was confused for a moment, his pupils were shaking, and he stuttered a little excitedly, "He, he, he is Zhang Yiyan?"

"What? Not like?"

"I've heard of him a long time ago. He solves cases quickly and accurately. Everyone in our office really wants to know him."

"I have to take photos with him and ask for autographs. He looks better in person than on TV."

Huang Yong pulled him back, "Don't get excited, young man, if you say that in front of him, he will smash the wall for you and you won't be able to pick it off."

Ding Kun finally reacted, "Ahem, he's even more handsome than on TV."

"Oh, yes."