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Yan Junge and Song Qing chatted for a while in the car. He turned his head and saw that Song Qing was obviously sleepy. He reached out and touched her face, "It will be dawn in a few hours. If you feel sleepy, just rest for a while. That's fine." These few hours.”

"Well, you should also squint for a while." After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At dawn, the village became agitated. There were only a few people watching the excitement in the middle of the night yesterday, but now a group gathered around them.

Yan Junge opened his eyes, rubbed his sore temples, and turned his head to look at Song Qing, "Morning."

"morning."

"You rest for a while, and I'll go to my fellow villager's house to buy some breakfast."

Yan Junge held a cigarette in his mouth and jumped out of the car after speaking.

I bought a big pot of porridge, and bought steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles, and pickles from different stores.

A bunch of people lay on the hood of the car and started eating, chatting with the onlookers from time to time.

The old man with yellow teeth is called He Chong. He Qiang's father is a bad gambler. From time to time, he goes to the city to ask his son for money. The bet was not a big one, so He Qiang had always provided for him, as long as he didn't cause trouble.

No one knew that there was a body hidden in his house, and they were all a little surprised. After all, apart from gambling, He Chong had a relatively harmonious relationship with his neighbors. This involves human lives, and the villagers can't believe it.

After understanding the general situation, Yan Junge thought about He Qiang for a while.

The on-site investigation went smoothly. The corpses were loaded into the truck, the scene was cordoned off, and the village chief and people in the village were informed. The group finally left before noon.

The Shizi Street Forbidden City and the municipal bureau's forensic doctor stepped up the autopsy of the corpses and confirmed that the three corpses in the cellar were He Wei, Wang Lan and Feng Zhi.

In the interrogation room, He Qiang was a little confused. His missing nephew was dead, and he had been dead for 7 years. Although he had already suspected it, he was still a little sad because he was sure.

Before he could feel sad for too long, a piece of bombshell news hit him.

The body was found in the cellar of his hometown. Looking at the photos of the scene, He Qiang couldn't help but want to vomit.

Yan Junge frowned at him and gave Le Sheng a wink. The latter understood and immediately took a trash can over.

"哕~~"

Finally reaching the limit of endurance, he vomited out, making Yan Junge and Le Sheng frown.

What is the situation with this person? This series of performances are perfect. Could it be that I am wrong in my suspicion?

He sighed silently, turned the computer screen back, and found someone to clean it up again.

After vomiting, He Qiang rinsed his mouth again and felt much better. "I'm sorry, this is my first time seeing something like this."

I wiped my mouth and drank half a glass of warm water before speaking,

"I don't know if Xiao Wei's disappearance has something to do with my dad. They usually have little contact."

“When we meet, hand each other a cigarette and say a few words, it’s amazing.”

Yan Junge glanced at him, then turned to look at the information in his hand, "Does He Wei have much contact with you? Do you have any enemies?"

He Qiang thought about it carefully and shook his head, "Although Xiao Wei and I are uncles and nephews, I don't care much about his affairs. After all, young people don't like to hear nagging."

"His father, my second uncle, asked me to take care of him before he died. He didn't seriously look for a job after graduating from college, so he just became a manager in my name."

"Hiss~~ Enemy, I really haven't heard of it. Apart from being a bit lecherous, this kid is actually quite timid and doesn't dare to conflict with others."

If she wanted to ask any more questions, there was a knock on the door, and Li Qian stuck her head out, "Captain Yan, the old man we brought back seems to be ill."

The sound of commotion in the corridor and the sound of hurried footsteps came through the crack in the door.

He Qiang stood up anxiously and followed out, "What's wrong with my dad?"

Yan Junge frowned, "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

Only then did Li Qian realize that she had been too reckless, and hesitantly said,

"Before he finished asking a question, he started shouting and yelling very excitedly, and then he started convulsing and fell to the ground."

"But don't worry, the ambulance has been called and will be here soon."

He Qiang grabbed Yan Junge's arm anxiously, "Boss, can I follow you and see? I'm a little worried about my dad."

"Okay, I'll send someone to accompany you."

"Le Sheng, Chen Hao, you two."

"Yes."

As soon as they left, Yan Junge banged the table in the office and said, "Li Qian, you have been an intern for a few months and you don't even have any common sense. You panic when something happens."

Then he pointed at Huang Yong and said, "This is the person you brought. He does things without any brains."

Huang Yong touched his nose in embarrassment, "I didn't ask any questions, just let him confess and be lenient. Don't try to protect anyone."

"As a result, he just jumped and hit the wall and the table."

Yan Junge put his hands on his hips and glared at him, "Is this your first day at work? This is your first time meeting such a person?"

"She is stupid and you are stupid too. You have been eating for nothing for so many years."

"Now that He Qiang is wary, he is suing us in turn. You two can't live without it."

"Each person will write a 2000-word review and hand it over to me tomorrow."

Huang Yong and Li Qian lowered their heads silently, "Yes, Team Yan."

Yan Junge scratched the back of his head vigorously and walked around the center of the office twice. Yan Junge became very angry, "How is Chen Yanni?"

"Zhang Yiyan said she was pretending to be stupid and tried to pry her mouth open."

",,,"

Huang Yong was a little afraid to look at him at this time, and took two steps back silently, "She was found to have self-harmed this morning, and she is also in the hospital now."

",,,,WTM,,,,"

He walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of cold water. After drinking tons and tons of water, Yan Junge felt that his anger had subsided a little.

"Isn't this what it means? The house is leaking and it rains all night."

Huang Yong and Li Qian looked at each other silently and continued to make quail postures, not daring to answer the question at all.

But it was really unlucky. Just after some progress was made, both of them ended up in the hospital.

When Song Qing came over, he saw Yan Junge like a fire-breathing dragon, while Huang Yong and Li Qian were little lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Knock knock knock."

A knock on the door broke the deadlock. At this time, Song Qing was the savior, the Virgin Mary, in the eyes of Huang Yong and Li Qian.

"What's going on? This is so tense."

"Here, here's the autopsy report."

"Judging from the autopsy results, Feng Zhi should have been beaten before his death, and the fatal injury was on the head."

"Wang Lan was killed with one blow. The wound was on the back of the head. She was not sexually assaulted before her death."

"He Wei is in a worse condition. His right calf is fractured, he has extensive bruises on his body, and his fatal injury is also on his head."

"I suspect he died after falling down the stairs and hitting his head."

Yan Junge looked at the report with a bad expression, "Have you found the reason why the body has not turned into bones?"

Song Qing nodded, "As I judged, the air in the cellar is not circulating, and there is a lot of coal piled in the corner."

She reached out and patted his shoulder, smiled reassuringly, and said, "How are you? Are you confident?"

Yan Junge put away the report and smiled openly, "Of course, don't look at who I am."

"come on."

Yan Junge's eyes were quite gentle, and he glanced at the two people next to him who looked like they were having fun. "Stop being stubborn and get to work."

"Yes."