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Zhou Ye came to the city bureau, instead of going to the criminal investigation team, he went to the technical department to look for Wang Xiaoming: "Xiao Ming, come here."

Wang Xiaoming turned his head and saw Zhou Ye, who had a murderous look on his face, which startled him: "Captain Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhou Ye pulled up a chair and sat beside Wang Xiaoming: "I need your help."

"Didn't I say, are you looking for help?" Wang Xiaoming turned to look at Zhou Ye and snorted, "Those who didn't know thought you were going to kill me."

Zhou Ye rubbed Wang Xiaoming's head, and said in a low voice, "Help me hack into a bar's surveillance system."

In the morning he asked Bai Xudong, who was the person who brought him back last night, Bai Xudong insisted that it was himself, explained the time and place clearly, and even showed him the taxi ticket.

But he always felt that the person who brought him back was not Bai Xudong, and the dream last night was too real.

Holding the laptop, Wang Xiaoming took Zhou Ye to a small office, turned around and said, "Brother, why do you want to watch the bar surveillance? Are there fights, prostitutes or drug dealers?"

Zhou Ye sat on the chair, watched Wang Xiaoming cracklingly operate the computer, and said in a deep voice, "I'm looking for someone."

Wang Xiaoming manipulated it, and spread his hands helplessly: "It's a pity, the surveillance of that bar was hacked from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] last night, and no pictures can be found."

Zhou Ye looked at the pitch-black computer screen: "Recover it for me."

Wang Xiaoming replied: "I'm afraid it won't work, the saboteurs are so skilled that they can't recover."

Zhou Ye glanced at him: "Surveillance of Bai Xudong's community."

Wang Xiaoming huddled in his chair and manipulated it, then turned his head and said, "I'm sorry, I was also hacked."

After speaking, he smiled dryly: "This is really a coincidence."

After Zhou Ye left, Wang Xiaoming sat on the chair and sighed heavily. He hacked the bar and Bai Xudong's community to monitor none other than himself.

Last night Rong Zhao called to ask him, he definitely had no reason to reject his idol.Even though he has known Zhou Ye longer, Wang Xiaoming still prefers Rong Zhao.

Zhou Ye came out of the office of the technical department, pushed aside the safe passage, leaned on the handrail of the stairs and lit a cigarette.

All the surveillance images he wanted to see were blacked out.

The more this happened, the more he felt that there was a ghost in it.

Bai Xudong didn't tell the truth, and Wang Xiaoming didn't tell the truth either. They were all lying to him.

Zhou Ye snorted, they really thought he was a fool, there was nothing he could do.

Following Tang Siling's death, her criminal evidence was listed one by one, and at the top of the list was her participation in the Guan family extermination case.

Rong Zhao flipped through Tang Siling's photo, six years ago, she didn't look like she is now, so he didn't recognize her.

Tang Siling was exactly the girl who knocked on his door and confessed her love to him, and he will always remember that face.

Not only Rong Zhao recognized Tang Siling, but also Fan Yao.

Looking at Tang Siling's old photos, she said in disbelief: "It's actually Tang Yan, she's actually Tang Yan."

Xiao Qian asked, "Do you know her?"

Fan Yao nodded her head: "She used to go to the same high school as me, she was the school belle, but then she was not, and then she was again."

People couldn't hear it.

Fan Yao explained: "Later, there was a girl transferred from another school who was prettier than her. Later, on the way home, someone poured a bottle of sulfuric acid on this girl, and the entire left half of her face was completely destroyed."

Hearing Fan Yao's words, Rong Zhao inexplicably remembered the woman wearing a black lace mask she had seen at the entrance of the massage shop on Shilian Road.

After the massage shop was raided by Zhou Ye, he never saw that woman again.

A policewoman whispered, "I reasonably suspect that the person who threw acid was Tang Siling."

Fan Yao continued: "The police investigated, and they did take Tang Yan, that is, Tang Siling, to the local police station for investigation. Later, she was released due to insufficient evidence."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes: "What happened to the woman who was thrown sulfuric acid?"

When Fan Yao heard Rong Zhao's voice, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Rong Zhao, who never cared much about anything, would be interested in such things.

Seeing that Rong Zhao wanted to listen, Fan Yao spoke more seriously: "It's called Han Xiaojuan, it seems to be called that. She didn't do well after that. Her face was injured so badly that even the skin grafting operation couldn't save her. Kind of, children are scared to death when they see her, and she is a beauty-loving and sensitive person, so she dropped out of school, and I heard that she never stepped out of the house again, and has been supported by her parents."

Xiao Qian said: "What if her parents are sick or old?"

Fan Yao sighed: "That's why, for committing crimes, those who pour sulfuric acid on people's faces will suffer a terrible death."

Zheng Ke stood by the window and pointed out the window: "A car from the funeral parlor came, and the members of Team Yellow came out."

In the afternoon, everyone found out that a woman died in the detention room. She hit the wall to death, and her blood flowed all over the floor.

There is a line of words carved with fingernails on the wall. There are faint black blood stains on the edges of the inscriptions, which came out from the nails due to too much force, with heavy pain: Tang Yan, you will die badly. !

Fan Yao went to the anti-porn team and learned the whole story. The woman who died in the detention room was Han Xiaojuan.

Back then, after being doused with sulfuric acid, Han Xiaojuan suffered from depression and could no longer build up the courage to live. She locked herself in the room every day and dared not even open the curtains.

Later, her only mother passed away, and Han Xiaojuan lost her source of income.She doesn't have any survival skills, and the only way to get money quickly is to sell her body.

Besides, she didn't know what else she could do.

Her luck was very bad, and she was arrested by anti-pornography without earning any money.In other words, she had bad luck in her life, starting from meeting Tang Yan.

Rong Zhao sat in his seat and meditated.

These few people who participated in the massacre of the Guan family had committed crimes of various magnitudes before, or faced some temptations.

Feng Mingchen hurt Dean Qiu's daughter, Wang Hui owed hundreds of thousands of loans, and Tang Siling threw acid on Han Xiaojuan's face.

The crimes they committed and the temptations they faced were all reflected and magnified in the case of the Guan family.

Everything in the Guan family, people and property, inadvertently inspired the hidden evil in their hearts.

They were handpicked by the mysterious mastermind behind the scenes.

This is equivalent to shutting a pack of hungry wolves in a herd of tame and fat sheep.

The "bang bang bang" knock on the door dragged Rong Zhao back from the cold and terrifying world.

Lin Hongze came in, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Rong Zhao, have you packed your things? I have forwarded your transfer application to Bureau Qi. Come to work before you get off work today. Our welcome ceremony is ready." gone."

The people in the first team saw Lin Hongze blatantly coming over to snatch people, so they were naturally unhappy, and some of them had already picked up the brooms: "I'm sorry, Team Lin, it's okay to come to visit, but not to rob people."

"Be careful, the broom is full of dust," Lin Hongze took a step back, turned his head to look at Rong Zhao, and urged, "Hurry up, we have to be here before six o'clock."

Zhou Ye came back from the office, raised his hand to grab Lin Hongze's shoulder, and led him outside, with an unfriendly expression on his face: "What are you doing in our team?"

Lin Hongze slapped Zhou Ye's arm off with his backhand: "I came to pick him up, and I've already settled with Qi Ju. He said it's fine if you don't mind. It was all agreed yesterday, and you agreed."

Zhou Ye raised his eyes to look at Lin Hongze: "Which ear did you hear that I agreed?"

Lin Hongze pointed at Zhou Ye with his finger: "Hey, you, you didn't object, so silence is equivalent to agreement."

A police officer ran over and shouted: "Team Lin, Tang Siling's body has been transported to the forensic room, and I need your signature."

Lin Hongze smiled at Zhou Ye: "Rong Zhao himself doesn't want to keep his legs. How can you lock him up?"

After speaking, he went to the forensic room with the little policeman.

Zhou Ye walked into the office and glanced at Rong Zhao's seat.He was still dressed in black, and his expression was a little dull. It seemed that it was difficult for him to be aroused by anything.

Xiao Qian followed behind Zhou Ye, and said anxiously: "Captain Zhou, don't let Brother Rong be transferred to the second team. You didn't miss it when you were downstairs at Tang Siling's house yesterday. Team Lin taught me to smoke. My brother Rong took it badly."

Zhou Ye glanced at Xiao Qian irritably: "Is it I who want to transfer him to leave? He wants to leave by himself."

Xiao Qian ran to Rong Zhao's desk again: "Brother Rong, don't leave."

The others responded one after another, not letting Rong Zhao go.

While packing up his own things on the table, Rong Zhao put a bag of fruit candy in the cardboard box, and put a bag of Yangwei Granules in it.

Compared to other people's reluctance and persuasion, he is like a heartless person, his person is indifferent, his expression is indifferent, and even his voice is too light: "I want to go by myself."

Zhou Ye walked to Rong Zhao's desk and looked down at him: "Are you sure you want to go?"

Rong Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Ye. His dark circles were very deep, which was the aftereffect of being drunk last night, and his body smelled like cigarettes.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Sure."

Zhou Ye looked down at Rong Zhao, bent slightly, his eyes were sharp: "No approval." After speaking, he strode into the office inside.

Rong Zhao glanced at the time, it was almost time, he should go.Zhou Ye could easily influence him, so it's fine to leave.

Rong Zhao picked up the cardboard box on the table, raised his legs and walked out of the office. He walked very fast, and he didn't look back when Fan Yao and the others called his name.

Zhou Ye kicked open the office door and strode outside: "Rong Zhao."

When Rong Zhao heard Zhou Ye's voice, he paused slightly, and continued walking.

Zhou Ye caught up, grabbed Rong Zhao's shoulders, held him tightly, pinched his flesh with his fingers, as if punishing him for his ruthlessness and determination.

He stood behind him and said, "I just want to ask you a question, did you take me back from the bar last night?"

Rong Zhao's shoulder was in pain from Zhou Ye's pinch, and he couldn't move his hands to resist. He swallowed the pain and said in a low voice, "It's not me."

He wanted to say something more, so that Zhou Ye would give up completely, but he couldn't say a word. It was enough to say those cruel words once, and it was too unfair to Zhou Ye to repeat them over and over again.

Zhou Ye calmly snatched the cardboard box from Rongzhao's hands, and sneered, "Don't you think I'm disgusting? I just won't let you go. At worst, we'll torture each other. I'm not feeling well, so don't think about it either."

You can't go anyway.

Zhou Ye returned to the office with Rong Zhao's carton in his arms, and locked the carton in the cabinet.Rong Zhao's personal documents are all inside, as long as these things are there, he can't go anywhere.

Rong Zhao stood on the spot with his hands empty, facing Zhou Ye who was wayward like a child, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After getting off work in the evening, Zhou Ye came out of the office and quickly arrived at the bar he had been to last night.

He went directly to the bartender: "You were the one who bartended here yesterday, haven't you seen this person?"

After speaking, he raised his mobile phone and handed the screen saver of the mobile phone to the bartender: "This one is wearing black."

The bartender looked at it seriously: "No."

Zhou Ye raised his phone forward again: "Think again."

The bartender smiled and said, "Of course not. This man is so good-looking. If I have ever mixed drinks for him, I will definitely remember it."

Zhou Ye turned around and was about to ask the waiter next to him, but the bartender stopped him: "Maybe he didn't come to the bar himself, someone else invited him to drink."

"He doesn't drink at all, he can't drink," Zhou Ye's voice became lower and lower, "He has a bad stomach, he can't drink."

The bartender shook the glass in his hand, smiled, and said while mixing the drink, "Why does he come to the bar if he can't drink?"

Zhou Ye didn't answer the bartender's question, even he himself wasn't sure if Rong Zhao had been here before.

He leaned against the bar, turned his head and looked around. Today's waiters were not the same batch as last night, so he had to find out by himself, grabbing a customer who often came to the bar and asking.

"Have you met this man?"

He's terribly paranoid.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He suddenly thought of something, and returned to the bar again: "How often do you throw away the garbage here?"

The bartender replied: "The inside of the bar is cleaned after the end of business every day. The front and rear doors are not necessarily the same. It should be cleaned every four or five days."

Relying on the vague memory of last night, Zhou Ye walked to the back door, went to the right, it should be to the right, someone helped him to go to the right.

He stopped in front of a corner and looked at the walls and floor tiles, as well as the shadows cast by street lamps.

Zhou Ye put on his gloves and squatted in front of the trash can next to him to look through it. It was a trash can that was neither too big nor too small, and more than half of the trash had already been piled in it.

Beer bottles, cigarette cases, used sleeves, takeaway boxes, etc., all mixed together and gave off a pungent smell. The two men who were hugging each other and making out were so smoked that they couldn't go on kissing anymore. They turned their heads and took a look at Zhou Ye: "This man must be sick."

Zhou Ye didn't say much after hearing this, and continued to look down at the trash can in his hand.

They were right, he was sick.

Obviously separated, obviously disgusted, but desperately looking for evidence that the other party likes me.It's not something that's sick.

Zhou Ye dug out a total of twelve cigarette butts from the trash can. He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to take pictures of them one by one, and picked up one of them.

The white cigarette butt was stained with a little blood, which was stained by Rong Zhao when he took the cigarette handed over by Lin Hongze with his scratched hand. He had seen it countless times, and it was unmistakable.

Zhou Ye wrapped it up with cigarette butts, and called Wu Hao: "I don't care where you are, even if you are sleeping with your ex-boyfriend right now, stop immediately and do a DNA test for me."