what's in the depths

The plane streaked across the sky, leaving a long tail behind.

The light rain kept falling, and the evergreen trees on the side of the road were washed clean by the rain.

Knocking on the door of Tan Fangfang's former friend's house, a very capable woman with short hair opened the door.

Seeing that it was the police, she was a little surprised, but she seemed to understand why the police came to her door.

"Physical marriage?"

Hearing the answer from Tan Fangfang's friend, Zhu Yuhan was really surprised.

"Fang Fang had a regular girlfriend before marrying Li Xinzhi, but under the pressure of her family, she married Li Xinzhi, who had been pursuing her, and concealed the fact that she was a lesbian. About four months ago, Li Xinzhi Xinzhi went to Australia to find a low-cost drug to stabilize heart disease. At that time, Fangfang and her lover had an ectopic pregnancy together, because Li Xinzhi happened to be attending the annual medical representative when the child was born. During the exchange meeting, Fangfang wanted to take advantage of that time to give birth to the baby, and lied to Li Xinzhi that the orphanage brought her."

"So Tan Fangfang was indeed pregnant before she died?"

Tan Fangfang's friend nodded: "Fangfang's same-sex lover was hit hard by Fangfang's tragic death, and went to Switzerland to relax two days ago."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know that."

In this way, the case of Tan Fangfang's corpse dismemberment and Zhang Wei and Cai Zhijie's sexual asphyxiation case were indeed not committed by the same person.

Just when I had a clue, the clue was broken again.

Leaving Tan Fangfang's friend's house, I just received the detailed address of the party from Fu Huaiyu.

The case between Cai Zhijie and Zhang Wei must be concluded quickly, and Zhu Yuhan feels that he will not be able to stand it anymore if it drags on.

Two days ago, the police station used the blue V account to publish the progress of the case on the Internet, saying that it was preliminarily estimated that the murderer's motive for committing the crime was to continue the life of others with folk magic, which aroused unanimous resentment from netizens.

A forensic doctor commented that this was obviously a death caused by sexual suffocation. He said it with a nose and eyes, and was immediately topped with hot comments. Seeing the flood of curses from netizens, the police department couldn't bear the pressure and closed the comment, but it was useless. Netizens have a lot of places to scold.

But handling a case always involves cumbersome procedures. Even if the murderer is deduced, everything is empty talk without evidence.

"Why are you scolding, you are mentally retarded, don't follow the procedures in handling the case? You do what you want." Zhu Yuhan couldn't control himself, and scolded him back.

"Laughing to death, what age is it that you still make this kind of 'you do what you do' statement, it is really a good leek of XXism."

"He's a good dog. Politics is worth learning."

Not to be outdone, the netizens put on their vests and scolded Zhu Yuhan bloody.

"You really don't think it's a big deal, the comment was deleted." Just after the other end scolded, the other end was accused by Director Chen again.

The aggrieved Zhu Yuhan had no choice but to obediently delete the comment.

If he didn't take office in person, Zhu Yuhan felt that he might become a member of these Internet trolls. This case is too painful.

I don't know if it's because netizens watch too many mindless TV shows these days, and feel that handling a case is like playing a house, thinking that having a diary and a recording can convict a crime.

In fact, it would take several days to collect and compare fingerprints, and half a month to analyze various components.

Chu Rong was desperately trying to get the autopsy report out so quickly. It is not an exaggeration to say that the poor man had never slept before three o'clock in the morning, and stayed in the studio except for a few days of annual leave.

He should really be awarded a Touching China Award.

So are they easy?

Spray it, you know it.

On the afternoon of the 28th, [-] days after the incident, Fu Huaiyu received information from the Department of Trace Inspection on the comparison of the fingerprints of the large pot handle and the collection of footprints on the spot. Only two fingerprints and footprints were found, one belonging to Tan Fangfang and the other to Li new knowledge.

However, it cannot be ruled out that the murderer was wearing gloves or bare feet.

There are too many possibilities, and Li Xinzhi cannot be identified as the murderer based on this.

On the morning of the 29th, Fu Huaiyu left the city by plane after handing over the work to Zhu Yuhan.

As soon as Fu Huaiyu left, Zhu Yuhan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. It didn't seem like a sense of relief, but he was always thinking about it.

When Fu Huaiyu went this time, he was facing vicious gun smugglers. These people were desperate. Once there was a fight, even the experienced policeman would suffer.

The police spared their lives, but those smugglers spared their lives.

So before Fu Huaiyu left, Zhu Yuhan gave Fu Huaiyu the amulet he had worn for ten years.

This is what my mother specially went to the temple to ask for when I first entered the police station, hoping that wearing it would keep me safe.

But to put it bluntly, it's just a broken stone after all, it's useless, and it's just for psychological comfort.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to investigate, and I won't confront the gangsters head-on. Besides, there are special police and armed forces, so what are you worried about?"

After speaking, he also gave Zhu Yuhan the key to the house.

"I'll be away for about two months. You take good care of Adu."

Accepting the key, looking at Fu Huaiyu's back as he passed the security check, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.

Fu Huaiyu walked decisively, and never looked back from the beginning to the end.

"I heard that they eat spicy food there, Fu Huaiyu has a stomach problem, what if..."

"35." Tong Si rolled his eyes.

"What?" Zhu Yuhan looked back at him.

"In just one afternoon, the name 'Fu Huaiyu' No.30 appeared five times. Team Zhu, it's useless for you to tell me here. If you're worried about him, just call and ask. You're like an old lady. It's endless, since you care about him so much, why did you break up in the first place?"

"Don't interrupt the children when the adults are talking, just go."

Tong Si spread his hands: "Then you can continue talking here, I'm off work first."

Only then did Zhu Yuhan come to his senses, and looked at the time, there were still two hours before the party started.

Immediately connected to the Serious Crime Squad to confirm that the assignment of personnel was completed, Zhu Yuhan borrowed a flamboyant floral shirt from Xiao Liu, put on leggings, and pointed leather shoes were polished enough to reveal a figure.

"Team Zhu, you are going to visit a promiscuous party unannounced, not to participate in a beauty and hairdressing exchange meeting." Zhou Xiaoran couldn't see it, and couldn't help but reminded him aloud.

"Then give me some advice."

"It's fine to wear it normally, just clean it. You are too vulgar, just like a pheasant."

"You are the only one with a mouth." Zhu Yuhan glared at her.

After putting on my own clothes, I finally confirmed the location of the personnel distribution with the members of the serious crime team, drove my own car, and followed the navigation to find it.

Passing through the dense forest, facing the hazy cloud and moon, a villa in the depths of the dense forest can be vaguely seen.

Luxury cars were parked outside the villa, and two security guards in suits and leather collars stood guard at the door.

Slamming the car door, Zhu Yuhan took a deep breath outside, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, took a look at his hairstyle against the car window, and after confirming that it was correct, he took a step and stopped for three seconds and walked towards the villa.

"Invitation letter." The security guard stopped him.

Zhu Yuhan pretended to be calm and took out the invitation letter from his pocket and handed it over.

The security guard looked at it for a long time before letting him open.

Zhu Yuhan let out a long breath, and subconsciously patted his chest like a little girl.

I didn't realize it before, the serious crime team has to do this kind of business, it's really hard for them.

As soon as I entered the villa, I smelled a strange fragrance, which made me dizzy.

Zhu Yuhan looked at the past under the dim light, and lit a few sticks of incense on the round table in the hall, but this was by no means ordinary incense, and there should be drug ingredients in it.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I heard moans and swearing from inside.

When he punched that, a man came up immediately, with a swaying smile, grabbing his hand to make trouble.

"No, what's your number, we have to explain clearly, don't be embarrassed at that time." Zhu Yuhan pushed the man's salty hands away.

"It's already here, what's the number, isn't it just to have a good time tonight!" The man insisted on entanglement again.

The aroma became more intense, moaning sounded one after another, Zhu Yuhan barely stabilized his figure, and smiled at the man: "I like to mess with doctors, why don't you introduce some doctors to me, and let's fly more together."

When the man heard it, his cheeks were flushed with oil, and he said, "Come here, come here, you should have said it earlier."

Zhu Yuhan quietly plugged in the wireless headset, and there was a signal that the deployment of the serious crime team members was completed.

Opening one of the doors, several people inside all paid attention to this side.

When Zhu Yuhan saw it, he almost fainted.

Feelings are made by cosplaying doctors.

On the operating table, a stripped naked man was shaking his head in confusion, and three or four men were riding on him. Those men were still holding scalpels in their hands, and scratched shallow marks on the stripped naked man.

A man who had been turning his back to this side also turned his head, and a cold light appeared on his short-sighted lenses.

When the man saw Zhu Yuhan, his face turned green immediately, he threw the knife and ran towards the window.

"Damn it, it's the police!"

Hearing the news, the people in the room began to put on their clothes, crying and howling.

"Close the net." Zhu Yuhan pressed the headset and said softly.

The team members who had been ambushing outside got the news, rushed up from the grass, grabbed the man who jumped into the pool from the second floor, handcuffed him, and pressed him directly to the ground.

The villa was in chaos, and the footsteps were chaotic.

Emotional Li Xinzhi is a gay man, and he came here to learn how to cosplay.

Dozens of people were driven to the corner by the police who were ambushing outside and crouched with their heads hugged. More than a dozen police cars and buses approached in mighty force, and more than a dozen police bells and lights shone together, illuminating the dark forest.

"Bring them back to the police station." Zhu Yuhan waved his hand.

On this day, the police station was extremely lively. Dozens of people crowded the police hall to the brim. Some of the clothes they hadn't had time to wear were hiding in the corner in embarrassment.

More than half of these dozens of people are married. Their wives received the news from the police station, and some of them punched and kicked their husbands who did not live up to their expectations. Tell the police directly, people will not pick it up, just beat them to death.

What I hate is not a different sexual orientation from others, but irresponsible harm to others and myself.

"Detain them all first, it's too late today, and they will be interrogated tomorrow."

Zhu Yuhan stretched his waist: "Also, bring Kuangsan tomorrow and let him come over to recognize someone."

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Last night, the police took down Y's messy party like a thunderbolt, and everyone talked about it.

In the early morning of the next day, many reporters surrounded the police station, holding long lenses, squatting in the corner and smoking a cigarette shivering against the cold wind.

As soon as Zhu Yuhan parked the police car at the door, those reporters rushed up like a swarm, the microphone poked into Zhu Yuhan's mouth, and the questions came one after another like a cannonball.

Zhu Yuhan pushed the microphone away, said "no comment" and pushed the reporters away into the police station.

"Congratulations to the team." Zhou Xiaoran came up to greet him: "Those reporters have been squatting since the early morning. After a while, Director Chen will come and see us and will be scolded again."

"Rotten smell always attracts flies, there is no way." Zhu Yuhan bypassed Zhou Xiaoran.

"By the way, Tongsi will be on the night shift starting tonight, so go back and have a good rest. You have worked hard during this time."

The office door closes.

At [-]:[-], Tong Si finally arrived late, carrying his ever-changing Paige eyelash schoolbag.

"I almost didn't squeeze in." Tong Si patted his clothes: "There must be hundreds of reporters outside, and they are all waiting for the headlines when they get this news."

"The people who held the party were unlucky too, they were taken away before it even started." Xiao Liu stretched his waist while waving his badminton racket.

"All the rich have been released on bail, and some family members don't want to be released on bail. Let them stay for ten days and a half months to remember." After Tong Si finished speaking, he pushed open the door of Zhu Yuhan's office without knocking.

"You son of a bitch, you scared me to death, can you knock on the door before entering?" Zhu Yuhan hurriedly closed the computer and cursed angrily.

"Team Zhu, what are you looking at here that is shameful?" Tong Si smiled wickedly, and leaned over like an old man with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Yuhan turned on the computer: "It's a tear."

"With whom."

"Netizens."

Tong Si was surprised: "How did he offend you again?"

Zhu Yuhan pushed the computer in front of Tong Si: "Look for yourself."