Precision sniper

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Chi was about to leave, but Han Xu walked over with the half-recovered mobile phone data.

"Boss, I only recovered part of it. I found Xu Qiulu's lost QQ account, and the chat history should be recoverable." Han Xu looked sad, as if someone owed him 800 million and hadn't paid it back.

"Well, okay, let's go back today, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow." Yu Chi murmured, grabbed his coat and looked at Zhan Yang, "Officer Zhan is off duty."

"Well," Zhan Yang twitched the corner of his mouth vaguely, looked at Yu Chi with a pair of smiling eyes, and asked, "Should I send you back today?"

"No, I drove the car." Yu Chi said calmly

Zhan Yang looked at him with a smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Is Team Yu short of a driver?"

"..." Yu Chi's eyes twitched, "Don't dare, you better not be my driver."

"Why?" Zhan Yang's deep and magnetic voice forced his way into his ears.

Yu Chi was disturbed by the question, and frowned displeasedly, "If you don't let it go, you don't let it go, why are there so many nonsense."

The smiles in Zhan Yang's eyes were overflowing, his soft eyes looked at Yu Chi, and his lazy voice floated in the room, teasing Yu Chi intentionally or unintentionally, "I thought Yu Dui thought I would plot against you..."

"..." Yu Chi twitched the corner of his mouth, the veins on his forehead throbbed, strode over, stretched out his hand and imprisoned Zhan Yang in the middle of the stool, curled up his legs between Zhan Yang's legs, approached him and whispered, "Don't mess with me..."

The man's strong chest pressed over with scorching heat, the warm breath from his mouth and nose swam around Zhan Yang's neck, and got into his collar playfully, the posture of the two of them was extremely ambiguous.

Zhan Yang remained calm, the expression on his face didn't change at all, his breathing was still steady, but it was a little hot, and the surrounding temperature also rose, and the air suddenly became subtle.

Yu Chi gritted his teeth, forced to suppress the inexplicable feeling that suddenly rose in his heart, moved his legs away from Zhan Yang's, and separated his body from him by a certain distance, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and even his voice was hoarse and tired, " Let's go back."

Yu Chi fled the scene quickly. The cold evening wind blew from outside the house and swept his body. Only then did Yu Chi feel better. His Adam's apple moved indistinctly, and he turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Zhan Yang let out an extremely suppressed breath, then stood up from the stool, cursed something silently, and came out of the office.

As soon as Yu Chi got home, the recovery data of his mobile phone was sent. He checked the time and it was a little past ten o'clock, so he took a sloppy shower and started to work overtime.

The first thing I saw was Xu Qiulu's chat history:

Yu Honghao: Baby, did you play the game today?

Xu Qiulu: Yes.

Yu Honghao: Has the task been completed today?

Xu Qiulu: Yes.

Yu Honghao: Send me the photos.

Xu Qiulu: .jpg

A bloody knife wound, the traces of the knife wound from the previous few days are still there, and there is another one before it heals...

There was nothing else in the chat record except for repeating it all the time. After reading it, Yu Chi sent the chat record to Zhan Yang, and added a sentence, "All the clues are complete, arrest people tomorrow."

Yu Chi thought about it, and then sent another sentence, "Go to bed early."

Zhan Yang came out of the bathroom, and just sat on the bed when he saw the three messages from Yu Chi, subconsciously picked up the corner of his mouth, and replied, "Well, you go to bed early too."

Yu Chi drew a few random strokes on the draft paper. After sorting out all the clues, he picked up the phone and saw the message sent by Zhan Yang half an hour ago. The corners of his lips unconsciously raised a soft arc, and he turned off the light and fell asleep. .

Zhan Yang didn't just fall asleep willingly, took a pen and wrote down all the clues on paper - game designer Yu Honghao, hair in the room, mobile phone data, psychotropic drugs, and the memory card that has not been found yet...

Zhan Yang drew a big circle on the memory card, tapped the table with a pen, and pondered, "Where will he put it..."

Zhan Yang's brows were tightly furrowed, the protruding brows cast a shadow under the light, the long eyelashes covered the whole eyes, they flickered twice under the light, the eyes shone with shrewd and sharp light as if they suddenly remembered something...

The night will dissipate eventually, and the day will come as scheduled, all the truth will surface, and the filth and unbearableness in the heart will have nowhere to hide under the sunlight...

Yu Chi took the arrest warrant and went to the University of Political Science and Law to invite Yu Honghao. He looked at Yu Honghao with a smile and parted his thin lips, "Come back with us to catch up..."

Zhan Yang and Yu Honghao sat opposite each other in the interrogation room, their eyes met tit for tat, Zhan Yang smiled faintly, and calmly read the chat records between him and Xu Qiulu during his lifetime, raised his eyebrows slightly, very penetrating A penetrating voice asked, "How do you explain this?"

"It's just a matter of concern." Yu Honghao didn't change his face, and he kept blushing and heart beating when he opened his eyes and told nonsense

"What about the mission? What mission? Two months and sixty days, a bloody incision every day?" Zhan Yang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and pushed the sixty photos hanging in his apartment in front of him

The blood on Yu Honghao's face faded completely, and he looked at those bloody photos in disbelief.

"We found out that Xu Qiulu has been playing a game called Double Shadow recently," Zhan Yang paused deliberately, "What a coincidence, the game designer is Yu Honghao, a graduate student in software engineering at the University of Political Science and Law..."

Zhan Yang's words pierced into Yu Honghao's ears like a poisonous snake, bit by bit devouring his remaining rationality.

Zhan Yang leaned forward slightly, "We found a digital camera in your apartment aimed at Xu Qiulu's apartment. What are you recording? To satisfy your deformed desire? Where did you hide the memory card?"

"..." Yu Honghao bit down to death and didn't say anything.

Zhan Yang smiled, "Does your mother know that you are so perverted?"

"What's the matter with my mother?!" Yu Honghao suddenly snapped.

Zhan Yang twitched his lips triumphantly, "You're so perverted, won't you have nightmares watching videos at night?"

"No." Yu Honghao didn't plan to do useless struggles anymore, and he could go to jail for the crime of designing this suicide game.

"Hmm..." Zhan Yang murmured, "You put it on the bedside? When you go to sleep at night, you dream about the desperate struggling of sheep and fall asleep?"

Yu Honghao didn't deny it, and stared at Zhan Yang with a pair of dark eyes. After a while, he hooked the corners of his lips ironically, and said in a slow and evil voice, "Officer Zhan, you are the same kind of person as I am, we are not different... "

"..." Zhan Yang didn't speak, his fierce eyes clashed with his dark gaze in the air, Yu Chi outside heard this sentence, his back stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, we are different..." Zhan Yang dropped these words lightly, got up and glanced at him, walked out of the interrogation room, and said to Yu Chi who was standing outside, "The memory card is hidden by his bedside at home."

Yu Chi raised his eyebrows, waiting for Zhan Yang to explain.

Zhan Yang showed a smile, "After Xu Qiulu committed suicide, Yu Honghao went home. I guess he wanted to take the memory card back. The interrogation just confirmed my inner thoughts. When I mentioned his mother, he visibly frowned. Brows, proving that he is afraid of being discovered by his mother, indicating that the memory card is in a place where Ms. Zhang can find it. I asked him if he would have nightmares watching videos at night. I actually wanted to make sure if it was in his room. As I thought."

Yu Chi twitched the corners of his lips, "You already guessed that he hid the memory card at home, right?"

Zhan Yang smiled, looked at Yu Chi meaningfully, and did not answer.

Yu Chi brought people to Yu Honghao's house on Binhai Road, and frightened Ms. Zhang who had just come back from school.

"Officer, this is..." Ms. Zhang was at a loss.

Yu Chi showed the search warrant in a businesslike manner, and said in a cold tone, "Your son is suspected of a mind-controlled murder case. Let's take away the last piece of evidence."

"What..." Ms. Zhang opened her mouth wide in surprise, and quickly retorted, "Impossible!"

Zhan Yang raised his eyebrows, "As a professor of mathematics at a university, you are used to a rigorous style of work, so you are very strict with your son, even harsh, so he has lived under your shadow since he was a child..."

Zhan Yang walked to the coffee table very impolitely, and picked up a family photo. In the photo, Yu Honghao was expressionless and his eyes were gloomy, "You never expected that your strict requirements would cause Yu Honghao to lack affection... he Turned into a paranoid, control freak, and even psychological distortion..."

Zhan Yang casually glanced at Ms. Zhang, and the police who went in to search came out as soon as he finished speaking, "Captain, we found it."

"..." Ms. Zhang looked at the small memory card in disbelief, looked at the smiling Zhan Yang in amazement, and wanted to confirm again, "What crime has my son committed?"

"Your son is very good." Zhan Yang smiled, but exuded a piercing coldness. "He designed a suicide game to control the mind of his favorite girlfriend and force her to commit suicide..."

Zhan Yang controlled the tone and speed of speech very well, biting down on the words "excellent" and "favorite", which completely left Ms. Zhang speechless, and her legs softened and she fell onto the sofa.

"Are you going to meet your son?" Zhan Yang asked again.

"..." Ms. Zhang shook her head, her voice could not hide the tiredness, "You guys go."

Yu Chi and Zhan Yang looked at each other and nodded.

Coming out of Yu Honghao's house, the glare of the sun hit his face, Yu Chi squinted his eyes and asked, "Why did you say such exaggerated things to Ms. Zhang?"

"..." Zhan Yang took a deep breath, his thoughts seemed to drift far away, "She needs to know that her own paranoia caused today's result, Ms. Zhang is not innocent..."

"..." Yu Chi was speechless, watching the back of Zhan Yang walking towards the police car, squinted his eyes, let out a breath and started to follow.

All the videos in the storage card are from four o'clock to six o'clock, which is the struggle process from Xu Qiulu getting up to self-harm.

On the screen, Xu Qiulu put on headphones with her eyes closed, opened her eyes suddenly after listening to the music for a while, stood up from her seat nervously, pointed at the air behind her and yelled something, then grabbed the fruit knife she used for self-harm, and pointed at it. The air on the opposite side looked terrified and flustered, his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person.

Afterwards, she began to tremble nervously, so that she couldn't hold the knife and fell to the ground. She crouched down, holding her head in her hands, and her hair was messed up by her. At this time, the camera moved and changed the angle to make it clearer She saw Xu Qiulu's every move with great vigor - she picked up the fruit knife tremblingly, and cut a decisive stroke on her arm, as if she had lost the pain, without even frowning... Then she hurriedly grabbed the table She poured out the white pills in the small white bottle with trembling hands, and poured most of the small white pills on the ground with both hands as if they were incompetent. She hurriedly stuffed the pills poured into her palm In the mouth, it looks like a drug addict...

After taking the medicine, she gradually stabilized, sweat dripped from her pale face, and she let out a sigh of relief by leaning on the desk leg.

Everyone in the police room watched the depressed picture on the big screen with bated breath, and a chill shot up from the soles of their feet, as if they were icy cold after walking through hell.

Zhan Yang's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, he strode into the interrogation room, Yu Honghao's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Zhan Yang, the corner of his mouth curled up in a twisted arc.

"How about Officer Zhan?" Yu Honghao stared at Zhan Yang, like a wild beast, with wild eyes, "Isn't it exciting?"

"..." The masseter muscles on both sides of Zhan Yang were sore from being bitten by himself, his dark eyes were bottomless, he leaned over and gritted his teeth and said: "I will let you sit in the bottom of the prison, and experience what it means to be in hell... ..."

Yu Honghao smiled disdainfully, and was escorted away under Zhan Yang's watchful eye.

The 425 case was successfully closed, and the criminal Yu Honghao was convicted of two crimes: the crime of designing a suicide game and the crime of malicious mind control, and was sentenced to 20 years

Zhan Yang also deserves some credit for this deadline, because he feels that a few more years of imprisonment for this kind of talent is the only contribution to society.

Under Liu Mei's persuasion, Tong Mei went back with her daughter's ashes, and she no longer had the idea of ​​committing suicide, "It's good to live, I'll live for Qiu Lu."

The autumn dew on the head of the grass is slippery, and the thirty-five is full and the twenty-eight is full. ——Life is crystal clear and mellow like autumn dew on the grass, but it is only a moment to disappear when it is left behind.