spirits in throat

Zhou Ye didn't answer Bai Xiaoqing's question, but waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

After reaching the target floor, Zhou Ye picked up his cell phone while walking towards the interrogation room: "Hey, Xiao Ming, how is the investigation going?"

"On the night of No.1 victim Mi Qiong's disappearance, surveillance showed that Wang Shihai stayed at home and never came out. On the night of Zhao Tian's disappearance, Wang Shihai went out once, and came back at midnight empty-handed. On the night of He Yanyan's disappearance, Wang Shihai stayed all night. Didn't return." Wang Xiaoming took a breath and continued, "I didn't see anyone coming in or out of his house during the period."

"Okay, I see," Zhou Ye hung up the phone and strode towards the interrogation room.He stood by the one-way perspective glass window outside the interrogation room, looked at Wang Shihai who was being interrogated inside, and said to Bai Xudong through the Bluetooth headset, "The focus is on the sheet that wraps the corpse."

Rong Zhao stood beside Zhou Ye, staring closely at the person in the interrogation room, as if he wanted to make a hole in that person.

Wang Shihai looked at the evidence bag in the hands of the police, and at the beginning he was still sternly denying it: "This kind of rotten street bed sheets are everywhere, how can you prove that they are mine?"

Seeing that he could not deny it in the face of strong evidence, he began to cry again: "The murderer must have framed me. He stole my bed sheets and deliberately framed me."

Bai Xudong glanced at him, not hiding the contempt in his eyes: "You have no value in being framed."

Wang Shihai muttered and couldn't speak, his face turned blue and pale.

Wang Shihai had to tell the truth: "I remembered, I threw that bed sheet away."

Bai Xudong leaned on the back of the chair, looking at him with sharp eyes: "Where did you throw it?"

Wang Shihai looked up: "Trash can, otherwise where else can I throw it away."

Bai Xudong: "Why do you suddenly want to throw it away?"

Wang Shihai huddled in the interrogation chair, his voice lowered, as if a little embarrassed: "Because I want to change the bed sheets."

If you haven't seen Wang Shihai's new bed sheets, this reason is obviously not valid.After seeing it, you will know that Wang Shihai does have a demand for new sheets, an abnormal demand.

"I bought it on a website that specializes in selling these things." Wang Shihai was obviously more willing to undertake a lighter act than killing and dismembering his body. His eyes dodged and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I just bought Two sheets, and nothing else."

There are a large number of real-life photos of women printed on the sheets, some of them are explicit, and they are now lying on the examination table of the Department of Trace Inspection.

Bai Xudong glanced in the direction of the see-through glass, and heard Zhou Ye say in a deep voice through the headset: "Let him explain the website information."

Then he turned his head and said to Zheng Ke who was beside him: "Team Liu, please arrange for two Internet police officers to come over to meet them."

All hotbeds that may breed crime should be overturned.

After a while, Zhou Ye received a report from Wang Xiaoming: "Surveillance captured that on No. 20 last month, the bed sheet was indeed thrown away by Wang Shihai, and it was thrown in the trash can of the community. Until six o'clock in the evening , an old scavenger lady dug the sheet out of the trash can and took it away."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye, and took two steps forward calmly, trying to hear the voice on the phone.

The more urgent his mood became, he didn't even notice that he was getting too close until his breath almost caught Zhou Ye's ear.

Zhou Ye scratched his ear, turned to look at Rong Zhao: "Want to hear?"

"I want to hear it directly, what's wrong with being sneaky," Zhou Ye put the phone on speakerphone, and asked Wang Xiaoming to repeat the information he just found.

When Wang Xiaoming heard that it was Rong Zhao, his voice suddenly became serious and serious, as if he was giving a report to the governor in the public security auditorium.

"Continue to follow the old lady's clues," Zhou Ye said into the phone, "Report the results as soon as you have results."

Zhou Ye hung up the phone and looked up, and saw that the person who was sneaking up on him just now had stepped back two or three steps away from him.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were cold, and he turned into that indifferent and repulsive look.

Zhou Ye squinted his eyes at Rong Zhao, and clicked his tongue: "Changing faces is faster than turning pages, cold-blooded boy lives up to his reputation."

Rong Zhao turned his head to look at the interrogation room, as if he didn't hear Zhou Ye's words, and was about to confirm his reputation as a cold-blooded boy.

Soon, the report of the Trace Inspection Department came out, and all the samples collected at Wang Shihai's home failed to detect the physical traces of the three murdered women.

Zhou Ye turned around and pushed open the door of the interrogation room, glanced at Wang Shihai who was nestled in the interrogation chair: "Put him in custody first."

"You can't lock me up," Wang Shihai quit, jumped up and said, "I threw that bed sheet away, your police are so powerful, you will definitely be able to find them."

"I really didn't find out." Zhou Ye didn't even want to give Wang Shihai a spare look, turned his head and said to Bai Xudong, "Go back and continue the trial, and clean up the grandson's crimes. Can you shut down a few more times?" It will be closed for a few days every day, so as not to let it out and harm people."

Bai Xudong nodded: "Understood."

Zhou Ye came out of the interrogation room, and while taking Rong Zhao back to the team, he turned to look at him and said, "Is that kind of person worth your while?"

Following Zhou Ye's pace, Rong Zhao said in a low voice, "I didn't do anything." It was obvious that he lacked confidence.

Zhou Ye glanced at the blue Dora Love Dream Band-Aid on Rong Zhao's wrist: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's not that hypocritical," Rong Zhao paused and continued, "You should cut your fingernails."

Many criminal policemen go through life and death every day, so there is no need for him to be mentioned.

"Oh, Xiao Rong, why are you hurt?" Director Qian came from the opposite side, saw Rong Zhao's wrist, turned his head and glared at Zhou Ye, and asked, "Did I just leave it to you, did I just leave it to you?" , this hurts people?!"

Zhou Ye explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't know that his skin is so tender, it would break if I pinch it."

"Ah?" Director Qian looked at Zhou Ye, "You did it, why are you pinching people? Are you a woman? You still need to pinch people when you fight."

"No, wait, why are you guys fighting, Zhou Ye, you're bullying again, aren't you?" Director Qian is worthy of being the number one chatterbox in the Municipal Bureau, and he can't stop talking, almost pointing at Zhou Ye's nose and scolding , "We are polite and humble. We never fight with others. Why are you just finding fault and fighting every day?"

Director Qian pulled Rong Zhao: "Come on, Xiao Rong, I'll take you to the forensic room to get some ointment."

"Have you not been to the forensic room yet? It's just a matter of time to take you to recognize the person. Forensic doctor Wu is pretty good."

Rong Zhao was so quarreled by Director Qian that his brain ached, and because of the other party's good intentions, he patiently did not interrupt.

"Wait, wait," Zhou Ye stepped forward, "What do you mean Wu Fayi is a good person, and I am the wrong person to co-author?"

Director Qian pointed to Rong Zhao's wrist, raised his chin and asked, "Didn't you pinch it out?"

Zhou Ye: "..." There is nothing to refute, nothing to say.

It's no wonder that Director Qian is so nervous. In the back office, a colleague who had been with him day and night for ten years died because of a small wound that he didn't pay attention to. He got infected and other physical reasons.

"Captain Zhou," a police officer came over, "Qi Bureau asked you to go to his office now."

Five minutes later, Zhou Ye knocked on the door of the director's office and came in, reporting the latest progress of the case to the bureau.

Qi Ju took a sip of slimming tea, looked at Zhou Ye and said, "Catch the murderer before the next heavy rain, is there any problem?"

In the rainy season, the rain falls as soon as it is said, and it is never discussed with others.

"Seven days." Qi Bureau was also under great pressure. He gave Zhou Ye a death order. "The time limit is seven days. The case must be solved, and no new victims will appear during this period."

Outside the window, the setting sun is shining all over the ground, and the big sunset clouds are crowded together. It will probably be a sunny day tomorrow.

"Director Qian has been looking for me ever since he received Rong Zhao's transfer order, saying that he wanted to send him back. He kept nagging me so much that I almost had auditory hallucinations," Qi Ju continued, "You have been on a mission with Rong Zhao, and you feel that How is his mental state, if not, he should be transferred back to the Internal Affairs Department for observation for a while."

"Officer Human Rong is a surveillance genius. His body functions are sensitive, his force value is overwhelming, and he has passed the psychological test and hypnosis. It is a waste to put it in the back office." Zhou Ye leaned on the back of the chair, his posture seemed lazy, but his voice was With profound strength, "As I said last time, everything that happened to him is mine."

Qi Ju looked obese, like a dead man.But he is actually overworked and fat caused by busy work and often not eating on time.

To be able to sit in the position of the chief of the city bureau is because he started working step by step from the lowest level of criminal police work when he was young, and his insight is naturally not bad.

"You don't have to tie a person who may lose control at any time to yourself for no reason," Qi Ju stared into Zhou Ye's eyes, "The only thing that can make you so persistent and adventurous is your master's case, six years ago The case of closing the family and exterminating the family at the Banshan villa."

Zhou Ye curled his lips into a smile, and his peach blossom eyes were bent: "I think the police officer is beautiful, and he has unreasonable thoughts about people. Can't you just marry him back home?"

"There is no such thing as a regular thing every day," Qi Ju put down his coffee cup, "Get lost!"

The author has something to say: Zhou Ye: I think that the police officer is beautiful, but he has unreasonable thoughts about people, can't he just marry him back home?

Rong Zhao: No, get out.

Zhou Ye: I think the police officer is handsome, and he has unreasonable thoughts about people, can't he just want to marry him?

Rong Zhao: This...you can think about it.

Everyone, don't make a mistake, Zhou Ye is attacking, and Rong Rong is accepting (Rong Rong just thinks he is attacking).