crime scene

Xie Qian nodded and waved him to go quickly.

"But the factory is very hot...how does it feel similar to a bathhouse?" Chu Duanyu analyzed seriously.

"There was an echo from the phone call just now. This factory building is very empty and occupies a large area. Usually, there are many factories in a factory." Zhang Yitian said.

Jiang Panpan called out the information of all the factories with a large area in the city.

Pharmaceutical factory, chemical factory, steel factory, furniture factory, leather factory.

"Pharmaceutical factories have great requirements on temperature and humidity. I don't know much about chemical factories, but the workshops of furniture and pharmaceutical factories are generally not very hot. The rest are steel factories and leather factories..." Chu Duanyu blinked and said, "We can split up if we have enough people."

The problem is that there is not enough manpower, the situation is unclear due to poor planning, and it is difficult to transfer people from the command center. This situation is similar to the last time.

Those grandchildren in the command center will not borrow people anymore.

"I figured it out." Zhang Yitian snapped his fingers and pressed the play button.

"Dang...dang...dang...dang..."

"This is the sound of steel tapping, in the steel factory outside the North Second Ring Road."

The process of rescuing the hostages was unexpectedly smooth. Apart from a little effort in checking the factory building, there were no emergencies.

This success did not make people breathe a sigh of relief, but made it heavier, and only reminded that all this was in vain.

Follow the route arranged by the suspect, I am really aggrieved.

Yang Lili had a high fever and was sent directly to the hospital. The mobile phone she used to make calls was Yang Lili's own, but it had been treated specially so that it had no caller ID and could not be located correctly.

"It's 10:30." Chu Duanyu walked up to Xie Qian and said, "But the suspect still has two hostages in his hands."

The person who was cornered was Su Nian. He couldn't figure out where the other two were, and couldn't analyze the logic of his behavior.

Sure enough, he was still too useless, blamed himself, was powerless, and just wanted to bang his head against the wall.

This is the result that the murderer wants to see. Instead of torturing the victim, it is these defenders of justice who really want to torture.

No, it must be more than that. Yang Lili was rescued, so how would the murderer kill her?

The murderer did not have the courage and ability to kill under the noses of the police.

Tonight he will kill the second hostage, Yang Shasha or Yang Nana.

"Nian Nian, go to Guan Hongqi's house and have a look."

"it is good…"

A room of more than 50 square meters, one bedroom and one living room, the living room is clean and tidy, and there is no dust on the table.

In the evidence bag Feng Li brought up was a kitchen knife, an expensive ceramic kitchen knife, which was lost by Chang Anyuan's family in Case No. [-] by naked eye observation.

Besides that, there are rubber gloves and shoe covers in the trash can.

"Keep snakes on the balcony!" Chu Duanyu yelled and took two steps back.

The cyan snake inside the glass box raised its body, spat out vigilantly, sending out danger signals.

"That's the fucking kid!" Xie Qian cursed and walked into the back room.

The bedroom is very messy. Although the quilt is neatly folded, the bed is covered with all kinds of books and materials.

Chu Duanyu walked in, picked up one of the books and flipped through them, "Forensic Toxicology, and Anatomy."

"He is also very good at computer programming." Su Nian found a certificate of honor from the drawer of the bedside table, and held it in his hand, "There is also a copy of "Practical Homicide Investigation."

"Except for the TV, there is no communication equipment in this room. It seems that the suspect is planning to run away." Zhang Yitian sighed while collecting fingerprints on the teacup.

"Issue a wanted warrant, A-level wanted warrant!" Xie Qian said to Zhang Yitian. "I approved and go now!"

Fortunately, Zhang Yitian was quick enough to work. After putting away the collected fingerprints, he took out his notebook and started to work, "Captain, hurry up and make up the relevant procedures when you go back."

"He is a genius, with high EQ and IQ." Su Nian said suddenly, "Unfortunately, he is a ruined genius."

In this house, Su Nian did not find a photo album or a photo.

Xie Qian seemed to be poked by his words, and stared at him blankly.

Did he mean Guan Hongqi, or was he alluding to himself?

At this time, Xie Qian's phone rang again. It was Police Officer Wang in the reception room.

"Captain, something happened to Changyuan Group again."

"Damn it." Xie Qian cursed, and hurriedly led the people to drive there.

Yang Nana died in the warehouse behind the company.

She knelt on the old wooden table in the center, blood slid down the damaged texture, tick-tocked from the table, and fell to the ground.

It was hard to imagine that what killed her was a guillotine knife.

Yang Nana's head rolled to the corner, her eyes widened.

In the micro-expression theory, eyes are the most reflective of a person's true inner thoughts. There is also a ghost saying that this kind of person who was killed and killed has a lot of resentment. The first person who looks into her eyes after death will be infected with bad luck. Of course, the police, as defenders of socialism, are hardcore atheists.

Yang Nana's eyes were empty, and anyone who looked at them would be horrified.

Subconsciously, Xie Qian covered Su Nian's eyes with his hand, and pulled him out of the room.

"I, I'm fine." Su Nian reached out and took his palm off his eyes.

That's right, I've seen them disemboweled before, so it's okay to lose their heads.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, but suddenly felt that the touching hand was cold and trembling.

"It's nothing, little claws are freezing cold."

In fact, he should be scared, Xie Qian knew it in his heart, but he didn't say it, he just went to hold those hands and rub them in his own palms.

"Oh, I knew it was her, bad luck bad luck!"

It was the security guard who was patrolling the company at night who was receiving the transcript. He was still holding a flashlight in his hand. Because the light was too dim at night, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Xie Qian looked at Su Nian, who nodded.

"Do you know it's her?" Xie Qian stepped forward to ask.

"Yes, Yang Nana, it's no secret in the company that Mr. Chang raised Xiaomi." The security guard replied.

"I was asking how you knew she would die here?" Xie Qian frowned and lit a cigarette.

"No, no, no." The security guard was obviously frightened by this question, and quickly shook his head, "I don't know that she will die, but I think if she dies here, it must be her."

"How to say?"

"Our Mr. Chang plays a lot of tricks and likes to be exciting." The security guard looked around and deliberately lowered the volume, as if he was saying something important, for fear that others would overhear him, "Mr. Well, this Yang Nana often comes to the company to make trouble, and besides, comrade policeman, guess what?"

Xie Qian stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Guess what, guess what!"