Dirt

"It's a trash can again. Why do murderers like to throw corpses in the trash can now? You've watched too many TV shows." He Yuan frowned and complained dissatisfied.

Miao Miao picked up the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a smoke ring, and said slowly:

"The garbage truck starts to collect garbage at four o'clock every day. Most of the garbage is burned when it enters the garbage dump. If you don't pay attention, you will never see a corpse in the garbage dump." Miao Miao took another deep breath: "This murderer's thinking is very Strange, if it were me... I would choose to dump the body in the downtown area."

He Yuan glanced sideways at him for a few seconds, with a cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it:

"What's the reason?"

After deliberating for a while, Miao Miao said:

"This place is too remote. If you think about it, you will know that garbage trucks don't come here often. The same is true at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau. The garbage trucks come out at five o'clock, but the murderer chooses to throw the body at 05:30. If it is in a downtown area, it is three o'clock and four o'clock." The garbage truck started to work, and the corpses were easily mixed into the garbage dump in the dark, and he was deliberately letting the police know that he had killed someone." Miao Miao paused for two seconds, and then said:

"I personally think that the murderer called Deputy Director Zhou... there is a certain element of revenge in it. You can focus on checking the line of Director Zhou again."

He Yuan said in disbelief: "Yes, you are thoughtful enough, you have often caught those drug dealers before."

Miao Miao threw away the cigarette butt and let out a calm "hmm".

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting room of the Municipal Bureau was filled with smoke.

The surveillance footage of the billiard hall was being played on the screen. At 11:4 in the morning on the 47th, a man in a black raincoat walked into the alley, came out of the alley in only a few seconds, and then disappeared from the surveillance.

"Manan, how long?" He Yuan said concisely.

Ma Nan: "Judging from the degree of agreement of the cut sections, it is Zhou Kangming's limbs. Others will have to wait for further autopsy to find out."

He Yuan nodded and looked at Gao Chen: "Where is the traffic police?"

Gao Chen shook his head and said with a long sigh, "That decked-out Honda is like a ghost car. The monitoring on the main road has been overturned. Except for picking up suspects, only Miao Miao showed up on the day of the attack."

There was a dead silence in the office, and everyone's face was not very good-looking.

Zhang Fulai's stooped body slowly stood up, looking at Zhou De's seat, there was no one sitting on an empty chair.

"He Yuan, let Lao Zhou know the result first." Afterwards, he walked out of the conference room with a stooped figure.

He Yuan put out his cigarette butt, and signaled Ma Nan with his eyes: It's all up to you.

Office of the Chief of Criminal Investigation.

The computer standby interface displayed the time "23:09". He Yuan took out a bucket of instant noodles and was about to comfort himself when he remembered that Miao Miao was still outside. He walked to the pleated window and opened a crack to look outside.

In Miao Miao's position, a pile of files blocked the front, and the head behind was buried on the table, motionless, apparently asleep.

"Dong dong" He Yuan knocked on the glass, and the file was knocked to the ground by the person who raised his head. He Yuan closed the pleated window, clenched his fist and stretched out a thumb, as if shaking it behind him, Miao Miao got up knowingly go away.

"Uncle Miao, do you want to eat?" He Yuan pushed the instant noodles forward, and Miao Miao shook his head to say no.

"I have a sofa here, you can sleep here." He Yuan tore off the uniform from the back of the chair and threw it to Miao Miao.

The aroma of instant noodles hovered over the office, and the person on the sofa pulled the uniform on his body and turned over to face the sofa.

A few minutes later, the person on the sofa threw his uniform to the corner of the sofa: "Is there any more?"

Every time a criminal case occurs in the world, countless instant noodles will be killed.

Miao Miao finished the last sip of noodle soup and was about to go out to throw the bucket of instant noodles. Before he got up, He Yuan's cell phone vibrated on the table.Miao Miao glanced at the phone screen out of the corner of her eye, it was Hua Wuyu's call from the anti-drug team next door.

"Hello? Let me tell you that I just finished eating instant noodles. If you dare to invite me to dinner now, I will go to your anti-narcotics team tomorrow to hold a banner."

I don't know what was said on the phone, He Yuan's face changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Fuck!!! I sent you a man for you to take a walk for fun! I'm going to sacrifice you to heaven! "

He Yuan rushed out of the office in a hurry, Miao Miao stood there holding the bucket of instant noodles and looked towards the door, and then there was a roar from He Yuan in the corridor: "Miao Miao! Follow up!"

In the middle of the night, the City Bureau building was roared by He Yuan, and the voice-activated lights were turned on from the first floor to the fifth floor, and it was brightly lit from the outside.

Acura RLX was running wildly on the deserted street, the half-opened car window blew the cigarette butt out of He Yuan's hand, He Yuan glanced at the cigarette without butt, let out a "tsk", and threw the cigarette butt out of the car .

In the bungalow rented by Hu Bing in the south of the city, with a "bang", the half-open iron door was kicked open heavily, and the person who kicked the door collapsed in one step.Then the iron door bounced back, and the inferior paint leather on the door shook to the ground, blocking Miao Miao out.

Standing in the courtyard, Hua Wuyu knew that disaster was coming when he heard the sound. The last time he endured He Yuan's anger was when he spilled a whole bucket of instant noodles on his high-end suit three years ago. Hua Wuyu shivered fiercely.

"Hua Wuyu! Where's my suspect? Where's my big suspect?" He Yuan's murderous voice pierced into Hua Wuyu's ears.

Hua Wuyu rested his forehead with his left hand, and pointed his right hand to the roof: "Go to the room and run away."

"It's only been given to you for a day, and you trained me to be a monkey? With Hu Bing's 1.7-meter height, can he touch the roof?! Why didn't you say that he turned into a butterfly and flew away?!" He Yuan raised his chin , glaring at the roof.

Ignoring He Yuan's roar behind him, Miao Miao walked around the yard a few times, then opened a small door at the corner, and a narrow staircase appeared behind the door. Miao Miao looked along the stairs, and the stairs were dark. Almost nothing can be seen, but a few inconspicuous stars in the night sky hang above the stairs.

"Captain He, come." Miao Miao shook her head towards the stairs.

The hail of guns and bullets that swept across the flowers, instantly silenced, and walked towards Miao Miao with a flick of his hand.

Behind him, Hua Wuyu was still explaining:

"Yuanye! Hey Yuanye! I didn't lie to you, Hu Bing said he was going to wear purple clothes, and he only joined him when he went home."

"I didn't know he was so agile, I just stood here to light a cigarette, and he ran away!"

"It's pitch black on the roof and you can't see anything. The grandson seemed to be wearing night vision goggles. He ran fast without stopping. One of my little police officers fell down and is still in the hospital. "

"Master Yuan!"

……

He Yuan, who was standing at the stairs, said coldly: "Go up and have a look."

Hua Wuyu hurriedly handed a flashlight up like a dog's leg, and He Yuan raised his legs and walked over the garbage on the first or second steps, facing the starry sky.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, on the roof of the bungalow, the darkness was boundless. There were such bungalows nearby, and there was nothing around, and the light from the flashlight was even thinner.

He Yuan stepped on the raised edge, and the smoke in his hand burned rapidly with the wind. His expression was like a king examining his own territory. After a while, he muttered:

"Which direction."

Hua Wuyu raised his finger and pointed to the southwest. A few seconds later, the light of the flashlight was directed towards the southwest. After He Yuan walked a few steps, he squatted on the edge and looked around the edge carefully. It seemed that there was no gain, so he sighed and stood up. , dialed the phone number of trace inspection.

"There are so many black soldiers around, but it seems that his alibi has been invalidated." Miao Miao stood not far away and raised his point.

Holding a cigarette between his hands, He Yuan patted Miao Miao on the shoulder after hesitating for a few seconds, and walked downstairs on his handmade leather shoes.

In Hu Bing's bedroom, Miao Miao folded his hands on his chest, looking around inch by inch with cold eyes, the old-fashioned yellow light bulb on the roof gave off a dim yellow light, and the debris and garbage on the floor were piled together inseparably, and the gray walls There were beautiful girls in various poses, and a black pattern appeared on the damp ceiling.The bed sheets and bedding should have not been changed for a long time, and it can be seen that a gray-brown person is printed on them. The bucket of instant noodles on the bedside table has formed a thick layer of white frost, and the sour smell is mixed with the unspeakable smell in the house. .

At the door, He Yuan covered his nose, the bridge of his nose frowned and his brows were wrinkled together. He probed inside for a while, and finally locked his eyes on Miao Miao's face. His fair cheeks were slightly red from the cold.

Miao Miao didn't notice He Yuan's gaze, his eyes were still looking around, just a few seconds later, Miao Miao took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, knelt down on the ground under He Yuan's gaze, and poked the mobile phone under the bed. go.

"Tearing" seemed to be the sound of tape tearing, then Miao Miao put the phone back in his pocket, patted the dust casually, and threw a bag of purple powder to Hua Wuyu: "K11, it hasn't been unpacked, only the 'flock' Can control this poison, flower team, there is work to do."

"What?" Hua Wuyu obviously hadn't reacted yet.

In just a few seconds, Hua Wuyu's expression changed three times, and soon after his expression stabilized, he took the bag, sighed deeply, took out his mobile phone and walked out.

The dark yellow light hit Miao Miao's face, leaving shadows from the temples, from the peak of the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, and the slightly frozen red face had already calmed down, returning to its usual whiteness and calmness.

"Is the cold better?" He Yuan asked.

"Well, I can advance and retreat with you." Miao Miao said softly.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and it was the arrival of tracers.He Yuan turned his head and raised his chin towards the roof. The trace inspector understood, and several people stepped on the hard leather soles to climb up to the roof.

"Miao Miao, how much do you think Hu Bing has to do with the 'Flock of Sheep'?" He Yuan asked.

Miao Miao's voice didn't fluctuate at all: "The Bu Ming I've come into contact with won't allow people like Hu Bing to enter the 'Flock of Sheep'. The reason is very simple. Drugs are not allowed inside, let alone this kind of mess."

He Yuan turned the lighter in his hand, and said playfully, "Drug dealers still pay attention to hygiene. You have been in the 'Flock' for three years, and you went undercover without underwear?"

The air was still.

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"I don't like this man, don't let him in front of me in the future."

"Siyuan, do you hate me?"

"This man is really dirty, throw him out."

"Siyuan, if we were all ordinary people, would you accept me?"

"Green grass by the river, longing for the distant road... Siyuan..."

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The familiar voice came into Miao Miao's mind with a smile, and he squeezed the voice out with all his strength, and lit a cigarette with his eyes downcast.

He Yuan paused. He saw Miao Miao's half-drowned eyelids cast a sharp gaze, and his lips moved. Just as he was about to say something, the ringtone and vibration of the mobile phone broke He Yuan's thoughts.

"Brother, I extracted DNA from Zhou Kangming's nails, and compared to the database, it turns out he has a criminal record. Guess who it is." Manan's voice sounded from the phone.

"Hu Bing." He Yuan replied coldly.

"Oh my brother, as expected of the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, the level of vigilance is not as high as ours... have you caught someone?" Manan questioned.

He Yuan suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice: "The man ran away."

... There was silence on the phone, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

After a while.

Manan found his voice: "The anti-narcotics team... lost people...?"

He Yuan let out a "hmm" and hung up the phone.