What's in the depths II

When Lao Li heard that his family's treasured man Wen Qie had returned, he pulled up his pants and left after squatting halfway in the bathroom.

As soon as he walked to the door of the meeting room, he saw a tall figure standing there looking at his mobile phone.

"Xiao Wen, long time no see." Lao Li patted Wen Qi's shoulder affectionately.

Wen Qi smiled: "The case is more troublesome, so I wasted a little time, otherwise I should have come back last month."

"Small things, director Hu said that this time you come back, you must be rewarded heavily, and let our bureau take care of you."

"Don't bother, it's really extravagant and wasteful to catch the wind and wash the dust."

"You child, just be polite, don't stand here, go in and sit."

Wen Qie glanced at the conference room, turned around, still with a gentle smile on his face: "There are people coming and going in the conference room, why don't you go to the office to talk."

"Alright, you're still thoughtful."

As soon as the words fell, the snoring sounded like thunder.

Old Li was stunned, and then began to look for the source of the voice: "This is another person who is not afraid of death and is here to catch up on sleep during the day."

With that said, Lao Li was going to pull the door of the meeting room.

Wen Qie pressed his hand, smiled and shook his head: "Director Li, you are overthinking. It's my stomach that's crying. I just got off the high-speed train and haven't had breakfast yet. I'm making you laugh."

Old Li obviously didn't believe it. It was only because he hadn't eaten for a few years that he could call it like this. That is to say, this kid was kind enough to hide it for his colleagues, otherwise his salary would be deducted.

But it was not easy to refute Wen Qi's face, so Lao Li had no choice but to pretend to believe it.

"Aren't you cold without a coat?"

"Fortunately."

The two went to Lao Li's office while chatting.

As soon as he sat down, Lao Li began to complain:

"Yesterday, a little celebrity came to the bureau, called... Liao Na... no, it should be Liao Man, I can't remember, but she came to call the police and said hell, it's obvious that she was hallucinating or someone was making trouble. We I checked the monitoring of the community, and it was a coincidence. The property owner said that the voltage was unstable recently, and the power was often cut off. Especially during the time after work at night, every household turned on the air conditioner, and it was cut off for several hours, so I couldn’t check it. As for who entered and exited the apartment where the little star lived, I asked that Yunqian to investigate, and he did not come back after a whole night of investigation, as expected, the young people nowadays..."

Saying that, Lao Li shook his head helplessly.

Wen Qi barely suppressed his laughter, and then nodded: "Yes, young people nowadays are a little impetuous."

"If only they were as conscientious and diligent as you, I would be relieved. Look at the garlic in the criminal investigation department, and think I don't know every day when I'm not around; the few dollars in the forensic department Wood, talking to them can make a person anxious to death; and those green onions in the criminal investigation department, they can't do anything other than talk, especially that surnamed Yun, when you see him, educate him for me .”

Old Li paused for a moment: "Oh, by the way, you don't know Yunqian yet, you were out of work when he came to the police station."

Wen Qi shrugged: "To be honest, I already know each other."

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Yunqian woke up in a daze, glanced sleepily at his watch, and suddenly sat up in shock in the dying sickness, the hour hand had already pointed to eleven, it was over now, Yu team had to steam him first and then boil him as a warning Emulate.

He jumped up suddenly, and the suit jacket on his body slipped to the ground.

Yunqian picked up the suit jacket on the ground in surprise, looked at it, smelled it, turned it over and saw that there was a work card pinned to the front breast pocket of the suit, and the word "Wen Qi" was printed next to the exquisite one-inch photo. , with Criminal Profiler printed in the title column.

Moderate?who is it?I have never seen this person.

But now he couldn't control so much, so he had to go to su xiaojie to investigate the situation.

Just as he walked out of the conference room, he saw a group of police officers in the lobby, and a helpless little girl stood in the middle, crying and talking about something.

Yunqian squeezed over and tugged at the sleeve of one of the police officers: "What's the matter?"

"This girl is Liao Man's assistant, she said this morning..."

The policeman took a look at Yunqian, and before he could respond, he pushed him in vigorously: "Yunqian is here!"

This move really confused Yunqian. He walked up to the girl and asked, "Don't cry, you are sister Liao's assistant? What happened?"

The girl stared at a pair of red eyes, carefully pulled Yunqian's sleeve, choked up and said:

"Sister Liao has an accident."

"What happened."

"She, she may have... died..."

Everyone stared at Yunqian suspiciously.

"Dead? Are you sure?"

"Sister Liao was going to shoot a perfume commercial today, but there was no one at ten o'clock, and the phone couldn't get through. The director asked me to go to her house to find someone. I knocked on the door and couldn't open it. No one answered me, but from the door There was blood oozing from the seams, and there was a lot of blood."

The girl said, trembling all over.

Upon hearing this, Yunqian rushed into the office and pulled out the police uniform while changing, saying to Zhao Qin, "Hurry up, something happened."

"what happened?"

"Liao Man may be dead." After leaving this sentence, Yun Qian didn't wait for Zhao Qin, and rushed to the police car first.

The alarm bell whistled through the commotion and stopped at the downstairs of the apartment where Liao Man lived.

A group of residents gathered around downstairs, some were carrying breakfast, some were holding their children, chatting at the entrance of the corridor.

Yunqian quickly pulled up the cordon to disperse the crowd, leaving two criminal policemen downstairs to guard, and the rest went upstairs with Yu Dui.

The community is cut off again, how many times a day is it necessary to be satisfied, huh?When several people climbed to the nineteenth floor, their legs were limp like noodles.

Sure enough, as the little assistant said, blood flowed out through the crack of the door. Judging by the amount of blood, it is estimated that it is really hard to escape.

While the people from the criminal police department were still banging on the door, the people from the forensic department also rushed over with the investigation box.

"Can you fucking do it? It's been a long time." Yu Yuan scratched his head irritably.

The little policeman gave Yu Yuan a wronged look, and said, "This is a new type of anti-theft door. It opens from the inside out, so it's not easy to hit."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, my girlfriends are stronger than you, and you don't listen to me when I tell you to exercise more." Yu Yuan dragged him aside, and then kicked him up with all his strength.

There was a loud bang, and the door remained motionless.

"Damn it, pick the lock, hurry up! Otherwise, this person may really be hopeless." Yu Yuan took out a professional gun from the toolbox, and poked the keyhole embarrassingly under the eyes of everyone.

An Yan stood straight on the side. After a long time, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. A cold voice sounded, taking away the last hope of everyone present.

"It's been more than two hours since the incident, man, dead."

"Open it!" Yu Yuan shouted anxiously, and broke into the door after poking open the keyhole.

As soon as a few people entered the door, a strong smell of blood rushed to their nostrils.

There was a man lying on the ground, with long brown hair, neatly dressed, and the blood flowing from his body spread all the way to the door.

Just as Yunqian was about to run over to check the situation, he was stopped by An Yan: "Wait, don't destroy the scene, first take pictures to collect evidence."

"Shoot a hammer, first make sure if the person is still alive." Yun Qian pushed him away, but was held back after only two steps.

When he turned around, he was facing a frosty face.

The author has something to say:

It’s too cold to complain about suspense with my friends today. My friends kept persuading me to write hot topics, but I still hesitated. After all, suspense is my favorite, Bai Yueguang.

Suddenly I feel like the poor scholar in ancient times who failed to get the top score in the exam for more than ten years, and satisfies himself with his own sour poems every day, haha~ Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

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