boyfriend in the fridge

Fifteen minutes later, a bunch of policemen appeared in front of Song Buzhi.Well, there are still a few familiar faces - Xie Qitian, Xia Ji... and discipline.

Seeing so many strangers appearing, Jin Dafa let out a "Wow", then obediently stood beside Song Buzhi, wagging his tail.

Song Buzhi also shook his head, how do you say that word?Enemy road is narrow?How can I report to the police and meet this man?

The policemen moved extremely fast, the cordon was pulled up, surveys were conducted, photographs were taken... for a while, the scene was full of busy footsteps.

Except that Xia Ji greeted him at the beginning and discipline nodded to him, he was left alone.But after a while, a criminal policeman came to question him.

The car door was unlocked, discipline glanced at the situation inside the car, and then ordered Xie Qitian to open the back door on one side.Xie Qi knew it, went in through the back door, first turned on the two lights on the rear seats in the car, and then carefully leaned against the middle of the two front seats with the flashlight.

The lights on the roof of the front seat were also turned on by Xie Qitian.Then, he bit the flashlight with his mouth, then took the SLR camera handed over by his colleague, and took several photos with a "click".

The driver's seat, the co-pilot... Xie Qitian didn't let go of all the corners in the car, and only after confirming that they had been photographed did he get out from the back seat.

Xia Ji led someone to open the driver's door, and a strong smell of blood immediately rushed to his face.

Jin Dafa became agitated again, "Wow" a few times.

Song Buzhi patted Jin Dafa's head, and then focused on discipline.

Discipline was standing in front of the open driver's door, bending over the corpse in the driver's seat.

From Song Buzhi's perspective, he couldn't see the face of the deceased, nor could he see the injuries on the deceased.But he saw the deceased's left hand, for some reason, stretched out an index finger, hanging between the waist and abdomen.

A pose reaching forward ready to press something.

"The deceased's left hand was on the door lock button, but the car door was not locked. It is estimated that the deceased died before he pressed the door lock button." Xie Qitian turned the SLR in his hand to the close-up photo of the deceased's left hand and said.

Discipline nodded: "Stab wound, excessive blood loss."

After finishing speaking, he frowned again, looked up and scanned the scene, and asked, "Where's the forensic doctor?"

A trainee forensic doctor immediately ran up, his face was pale, and he raised his hand tremblingly: "Here..."

Discipline glanced at him, but didn't say anything else, only asking him to check the corpse first.

The little forensic doctor nodded and hurried over to study the corpse.

After Discipline took the SLR in Xie Qitian's hand, he went through the photos one by one, knowing what to expect.Then he talked to Xia Ji, and walked towards Song Buzhi.

Song Buzhi watched him approaching with no expression. Jin Dafa next to him first gave a low growl in vigilance, probably because he felt that the discipline was harmless, and then raised his tail and shook it.

Discipline waved at the criminal policeman who was questioning Song Buzhi, and the criminal policeman ran away with a wink.

"Song Buzhi." Discipline said slowly, "You reported the case?"

The voice of discipline was not loud, but it drifted into the ear along the night wind, as if it was ringing in the ear.Song Buzhi's ears were itchy, and he let out a casual "hmm".

Then it seemed to be a sneer, and it seemed to be some kind of inexplicable meaning, Discipline said: "What a coincidence?"

The position they were standing in was not dark, after all, there was a bright moonlight above their heads, and there was a bright flashlight next to them.But it is not bright, after all, it is night, and there is a little distance from the flashlight concentration area.YouQi discipline still stands in front of him, blocking most of the light.

The fingers of Song Buzhi's left hand, which was not pulling the leash, trembled, and he let out a casual "hmm".

Discipline: "How did you find the body?"

Song Buzhi lazily said: "I told that little policeman just now."

Discipline: "Say it again."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Although discipline was not very close to him, and there was at least two steps between them, Song Buzhi still felt a wave of heat.

"How can this person be so hot?" At the serious murder scene, Song Buzhi's thoughts drifted a little far away.

Discipline frowned: "Song Buzhi?"

Song Buzhi trembled, his ears itched again, and he said, "I can leave after I finish talking?"

Discipline: "You speak first."

"Okay." Song Buzhi took half a step back calmly, and said, "I'm walking my dog. When I walked into this alley, I started barking loudly, and then my phone rang in the car. I Out of curiosity, I went over to have a look, and then found that someone died inside——Ji Dui, after finishing talking, can you let me go home?"

Discipline caught his back movement and asked, "Dafa?"

Song Buzhi looked down at Jin Dafa: "Dafa, call one for Team Ji."

Jin Dafa was obedient and smart, and immediately let out a loud "Wow".

Discipline looked at Shang Jin Dafa's piercing eyes in the dark, and gave a very calm "hmm".

The police continued to investigate the scene, and Song Buzhi took Jin Dafa back home.

"It's really a bad year." Song Buzhi took a cold shower to wash away the heat from Discipline's body, and hesitated between the bed and the refrigerator.

After a while, he thought, forget it, sleep on the bed, maybe the police will come again tomorrow.

Sure enough, the next day, Song Buzhi received a call from the city bureau.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, which was Song Buzhi's normal sleep time.However, when the criminal police came to question again, Song Buzhi had to drag his sleepy body to get up.

——But it was Discipline and Xia Ji who did not expect to come.

Song Buzhi shook his head, invited the two criminal policemen into the room, pointed to the sofa in the living room, and said, "Sit wherever you want."

There were several bags on the sofa, and some clothes in a mess.Discipline frowned, as if a little disgusted.

Xia Ji took a few bags aside, vacated two seats, sat down first, and joked with a smile: "It's been a long time since you tidied up?"

Song Buzhi didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, he took two cups of water from the water dispenser in a disposable teacup, put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and said casually: "The two single dogs are busy. "

I don't know which word poked discipline, and after he reluctantly sat down, he sneered again when he heard this.

Xia Ji smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Song, you are not quite right. Our discipline team is also single, but his home is more tidy than you can imagine."

Song Buzhi looked at the disciplined and meticulous shirt collar, and said in his heart: "I can tell, it's neat."

"Did I say everything last night?" Song Buzhi smiled, "What else do the two police officers want to ask?"

"Confirm a few details with Mr. Song." Xia Ji said in a business-like manner, "When Mr. Song walked his dog to this alley, there was no one else in the alley, right?"

Song Buzhi: "Yes, is there a dead person in the car?"

Discipline frowned and said seriously: "Be serious."

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Buzhi said while making an "OK" gesture, and then seemed to recall something, and said, "I am the only living person."

After saying that, Discipline pointed to Jin Dafa, who had been obediently playing with his toys since they entered the door, and asked, "What about it?"

Dafa?

Song Buzhi glanced at Discipline in surprise, patted the dog's head, and said, "Captain Ji, Dafa can't speak."

Xia Ji smiled and said: "A dog's ears and nose are more sensitive than a human's. You may not be able to see if there is someone in the dark, but the dog may not be sure - this dog is called Dafa? Did it bark at that time? The kind of strange feeling Human voices?"

shout...

Song Buzhi turned his head to look at Jin Dafa who was playing vigorously, and said hesitantly: "When we were not close to that car last night, Dafa called, but I thought..."

He remembered the way Jin Dafa screamed at the refrigerator when he first arrived, and thought that Dafa smelled the smell of blood that might still exist even after being cleaned, so last night he also thought that Dafa smelled the smell of blood wafting from the car. shouted.

Couldn't it be?

Discipline asked in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Song Buzhi hesitated for a moment, and then told about Dafa yelling at the refrigerator.

Xia Ji nodded: "It's also possible, but it may also be because I sensed a stranger nearby."

Song Buzhi asked: "There were other people around at that time?"

Xia Ji took out his phone and played a video at him.

"This is the only working camera in that alley last night. Look here, there is a dark shadow." Xia Ji paused the video, and pointed to the upper right corner of the screen.

The resolution of this camera is very low, and the lights are out of order, and the video is completely dark.If Xia Ji hadn't pointed it out to him, he wouldn't have noticed that there was someone for a while.

This person should be standing at the back door of a certain store. The door was open, blocking most of his body, and he could only be vaguely seen as a man from the silhouette on the side.

"This is..." Song Buzhi thought for a while and asked, "When I walked the dog here, was this person here?"

Discipline: "If you tell us the right time."

宋不羁昨晚告诉他们他走到这条小巷的时间大约在凌晨3点15分左右。而这监控拍下的人影，是3点16分28秒。

Song Buzhi: "I checked my phone when I called the police. It was 3:17. From the time I arrived at this alley and then walked to the side of the car, 2 minutes was enough."

Xia Ji nodded: "That can't be wrong—look again, wait until 3:18, after you report to the police, the camera can no longer capture that person, and the door is closed."

Song Buzhi asked: "Which store's back door is this?"

Xia Ji: "Hi Show KTV."

"So this person was at Hexiu last night," Song Buzhi said, "and he might be an employee of Hexiu, right?"

If you are a guest, you usually don't come through the back door.

Song Buzhi thought for a while, and recalled in his mind the businesses on both sides of the alley, and asked, "Is the camera from the grilled barbecue restaurant diagonally opposite Hexiu?"

"That's right." Xia Ji put away the phone, and said, "There is a second question—Mr. Song really didn't know the deceased?"

The two photos were placed on the coffee table, and Song Buzhi looked intently——

One photo was apparently just taken.His face was pale, his eyes were closed motionless, and there was still some kind of painful distortion on his face.From the photo, Song Buzhi saw that there was a scar from the cheekbone to the right forehead on the right face of the deceased.The scar looked like an old scar, not dark in color, but terribly twisted and twisted.

Song Buzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Then he looked at another photo.

The other is a passport photo.This ID photo shows a handsome young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a parted mouth showing small canine teeth and a happy smile.There was no scar on the right side of the boy's face, and his eyes looked bright and shining, as if there was light.

Song Buzhi's heart sank more and more, as if he had sunk to the bottom of the dark sea.