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The two of them were so close that Yan Junge could feel Zhang Yiyan's breath, and his nose was full of his delicious fragrance.

Zhang Yiyan was sitting in the back seat, and Yan Junge was standing outside the car, half-hunched over. Viewed from behind, Yan Junge almost covered his entire body.

Several other people stood in front of the red iron door of the house, looking at the two people not far away, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

Chen Hao whispered, "Would you like to go over and take a look? Yi Yan seems to be sick."

Le Sheng shook his head, "Didn't you hear Brother Yan tell you not to touch Zhang Yiyan? He was the night before yesterday. He seemed to be fragile."

"Yes, and I don't think they two need us to go there. Brothers, just wait and see what happens and be prepared at any time." Huang Yong crossed his arms and stepped forward, keeping his eyes on them.

The few people exchanged looks, waited for a while, looked down at their watches, "It's been five minutes, how about we just knock on the door?"

Le Sheng also looked at the time and hesitated, "Wait a moment, there's no rush."

"dong dong dong"

"dong dong dong"

"dong dong dong"

Yan Junge felt like his heart was beating like a drum, and the tip of his nose rubbed against him from time to time, which was really itchy.

Although he had just been dumped, no, no, he was wrongly accused.

But, but, his heartbeat is so fast for a man.

He is a straight man, and although the man in his arms is good-looking, he is a real man.

Calm down calm down,,,

His long eyelashes moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes. The distance between the two of them was no more than 5 centimeters. Their eyes were bright and clear. Yan Junge felt that he was very shameful just now.

Looking at me with such clear and innocent eyes, I actually thought wildly and despised myself just now.

Zhang Yiyan calmed down a lot and looked at him with a half-smile, "Yan Junge, why are you blushing?"

"Boom"

My heart felt like it had just exploded, it was hot and numb, my face was getting redder and redder, and the tips of my ears were also red.

Someone was not ready to let him go, so he moved his palm lightly to his chest and continued to joke, "My heart is beating so fast."

This person must have done it on purpose. Yan Jun gritted his teeth angrily, but he still carefully held his shoulders and got out of the car.

"It's hot today and you're in the sun."

Zhang Yiyan raised his head slightly and glanced at the sky. The average temperature today did not exceed 10 degrees.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I won't help you." Yan threatened.

The corners of his lips twitched into a smile, "Okay."

"Let's go."

The two walked hand in hand to the red iron gate. At this time, there were two villagers at the door, and Huang Yong was talking to them.

"I'm a neighbor of this house, and I was going to borrow a tricycle from his house. Why, it's almost 9 o'clock and it's not open yet."

Huang Yong seemed to have a homely tone, "It's not like we're busy at work, it's normal to stay in bed."

The neighbor shook his head, his honest face full of doubts, "This family usually has a meal with their grandson at seven or eight o'clock and sits outside the door to bask in the sun and chat with someone."

"It's really weird today. It's already 9 o'clock and it's not open yet, and I didn't hear that I'm visiting relatives."

At this time, Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge had already approached and did not come forward to disturb their conversation.

After hearing his words, Yan Junge knew something was wrong. It seemed that Zhang Yiyan discovered the murder case again.

Meeting his gaze, Zhang Yiyan nodded slightly, affirming, "Huang Yong, Lesheng climbed over the wall and entered the hospital."

The two looked at each other and then at Yan Junge, who frowned and said impatiently, "Action."

"Oh yes."

The two of them worked together to climb up the wall and jump into the courtyard. A minute later, they heard exclamations, and soon the courtyard door opened from the inside.

Huang Yong looked very unhappy. This time he looked at Zhang Yiyan and nodded. He was shocked and admired, "Zhang Ke, the old man and the young man are all dead."

",,,"

The neighbor was obviously shocked. He usually got along well with her and had a good relationship. But when he heard the news, he couldn't accept it for a moment.

I wanted to go in and see if it was true or not, but Chen Hao pulled me in and comforted me, and he sighed again.

Soon, Wang Tao arrived with his people, also looking sad. It was another big case, three people died at once, hey.

"Captain Yan, Zhang Ke, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Or because of the case, hey

The two shook hands briefly, Yan Junge looked serious, "Yes, Wang Suo, we have only been separated for an hour."

"Come on, go in and have a look."

He looked down at Zhang Yiyan and pulled him aside, "Yiyan, if you don't go in, I'll catch you."

The blood and resentment just now indeed aroused the ghost energy in his body, but it has been suppressed now.

Shaking his head, "Let's go, I'm not that fragile."

Seeing that his expression was as normal, he couldn't say more, so he had to tell me, "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"it is good."

While they were talking, several people entered the room. At this time, Song Qing and Shen Ran were still checking.

The room could only be described as tragic, with blood splattering everywhere, staining the sheets and quilts.

The two old men were lying in a pool of blood, and the little grandson was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

Song Qing was wearing a mask, gloves and shoe covers and squatted on the ground. When he saw several people standing outside the house, he nodded, "The three deceased died of the same cause. They were all stabbed in the neck with a sharp instrument and suffered excessive blood loss."

Huang Yong also wore gloves and shoe covers and took the ID found on the side. "The deceased woman, Liu Zhen, 62 years old, and Wang Ming, male, 63 years old."

He sighed heavily and continued, "Zhou Han, male, 7 years old, is their grandson."

"There's a gold bracelet in the drawer and 300 in cash. I guess it's a vendetta."

"Who will these two old men make enemies with?"

Zhang Yiyan, who was standing outside the door, turned his head and glanced in. His eyes turned cold, he counted a few times with his fingertips, and looked up at Yan Junge.

"They are not the only ones who died."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone looked at Zhang Yiyan, who had a normal expression and did not flinch from their gazes.

"There is another victim." After a pause, he added, "The child's mother."

Wang Tao was the first to react. He called the neighbor's uncle and learned about it from his mouth. Liu Zhen has a total of three daughters and one son. This child, Zhou Han, is the son of Liu Zhen's third daughter, Wang Yu.

Because he was ill recently, he sent his son to his mother's home.

Wang Tao immediately arranged for someone to obtain the contact information of Wang Yu and Liu Zhen's other children. After some communication, Liu Zhen's youngest son, eldest daughter, and second daughter had all been contacted, except Wang Yu.

Then he walked towards Zhang Yiyan with a serious look on his face and said, "This child's mother is called Wang Yu. We can't contact anyone at the moment."

"Her address has just been found and I'll send someone there."

Song Qing came over and took a photo, "Wang Suo, a footprint was found next to the child's body. It is initially judged that it is an adult male, about 173 to 178 in height."

The soldiers were divided into two groups, and one group was arranged to go to Wang Yu's house, while the rest compared the footprints of adult males in the village.

When everyone came out, the door was already crowded with villagers watching the fun, talking about something. Huang Yong, Le Sheng, and Chen Hao cooperated with the people brought by Wang Tao to find the village chief for assistance and began to compare the footprints.

Zhang Yiyan raised his head and glanced around, shook his head, looked at Yan Junge and said, "Not among these people."

Song Qing, who was walking two steps behind Yan Junge, was slightly startled and looked at Zhang Yiyan with questioning eyes as to why this man was so sure.

Is it really like what he said, that he has learned fortune telling and knows Feng Shui?

Secretly clenching his fists, then who are these people? Who is a person who follows the investigation process step by step?