Dirt

He Yuan pressed on the computer keyboard with one hand, and then the girl's photo on the screen was replaced by the blood-soaked skirt photo:

"This skirt was received by the hostage father Ding Cheng at around 07:30 this morning. The forensic doctor initially identified it as animal blood. The specific animal needs further identification. Judging from this skirt, the kidnapper should be in Intimidating the father of the hostage to achieve the result that he dare not call the police, but this is just my personal guess."

The sound of flipping through reports in the conference room kept rustling, and He Yuan's eyes circled around the room and finally fell on Bai Yingxiong's face.

"During the raid at Shilinshan Port last night, we found a lady's handbag and extracted a few strands of Ding Xiaoqing's hair in the bag, but we cannot rule out the possibility that the kidnappers left the bag there on purpose..."

"Cough..." Miao Miao stared straight at He Yuan's face from his deep eye sockets, and then covered his mouth and let out a low cough.

He Yuan, who was talking, was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the vague murderous feeling in Miao Miao's pupils. His brain ran for two seconds and realized that Miao Miao was jealous because he had been looking at Bai Yingxiong.

His eyes darkened at Miao Miao and he pulled the corners of his mouth into a faint smile. When everyone was still wondering why he was smiling, he turned around and looked at the screen with his back to everyone, and said:

"You should take a closer look at the report of the interview and mobilization. If you have any questions, ask them immediately. Now the family members of the victims are waiting for us in the corridor."

He Yuan, who was speaking, paused slightly, put something in his coat pocket with his right hand, and then turned around to face everyone: "Old Wei, has the surveillance of Ding Cheng's house been called?"

Wei Sheng nodded: "Gao Chen already copied it when he went to pick him up, I probably looked at it..."

He stepped forward and handed the USB flash drive to the little policeman in front of the computer: "The monitoring shows that every 10 minutes or so, a man in a black down jacket and a beret will appear at the door of Ding Cheng's house and knock on the door." He ran away quickly and didn't show up until 28:[-] when he put the shoebox with the bloody skirt at the door.

Everyone present was watching the surveillance video on the screen attentively, only Miao Miao lowered his head and lowered his eyelids, and his gaze was lazily cast on the screen of the mobile phone.

"Baby, give me a kiss." This is the message He Yuan sent when he turned his back to everyone.

In a few seconds, Miao Miao put the mobile phone into his trouser pocket, pretended to pick up the desktop material and flipped through two pages, and realized that he should look at the screen now. During the subsequent meeting, Miao Miao was constantly harassed by He Yuan's words, although he tried his best to He tried his best to maintain his usual indifferent attitude, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop curling up.

"Baby, do you think I'm pretty?"

"Honey, look up and show me your Adam's apple."

"Baby, I'm so sleepy. If I could sleep with you in my arms, I'd rather go out and run ten kilometers."

……

Miao Miao looked at the screenshot of the figure on the projector for a while, and was about to look down at the new harassment message sent by He Yuan, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Recall the monitor and I'll take a look."

One sentence made everyone in the conference room stare at him. Miao Miao ignored these gazes, and focused on the man's every move in the surveillance.

"Hmm..." Miao Miao put one hand on the tip of his nose, and pressed his brows tightly on the front of his eyes: "This figure and the way it walks..."

Miao Miao was thoughtful, and after wandering on the surveillance video for a long time, he turned his gaze directly to He Yuan who was standing next to the projector. The two looked at each other in the air, and their thoughts were directly shared across the distance between them.

"Stone Forest Mountain Port."

"Military coat!"

Suddenly, a bad thought went straight into the minds of the two of them. If the man in the surveillance was really the security guard at the security post, then the kidnappers would have known that Ding Cheng had called the police. This bloody skirt was not just about threatening Ding Cheng. Simple, even with a hint of intimidation to the police.

"The hiding place of the hostages has probably been transferred. Gao Chen asked Mi Yue to guide you to bring the security guard. After resting for half an hour, the others will start to search for Shilinshan Port. The meeting will end!"

As soon as the meeting ended, the criminal police and the special police rushed out of the meeting room. A new round of search and rescue work was about to start. The exhaustion on everyone's faces was obviously unbearable, but the hostages were in danger at any time, and time did not allow them to do too much. the rest.

In the detachment leader's independent office, He Yuan opened the desk drawer and took out two bags of tea bags, and threw them into his handmade crystal cup. Just as he was about to fetch water, he saw Miao Miao reaching out for a bag.

"Crack!" He Yuan patted the back of Miao Miao's hand without much force.

He Yuan pushed the drawer back, and said softly: "You are not allowed to drink, go to bed and sleep for a while, and drink after waking up."

It took a few seconds before Miao Miao took back the hand that was stalemate in the air, and said bitterly: "No wonder when I was an undercover agent, I heard the wives of those men say that every good thing in a man will not be cherished once he catches it. As expected... "

He raised his eyelids and took a sneak peek at He Yuan's expression. The combination of playfulness and pampering on that handsome face was smiling at him. Miao Miao paused and continued: "Who is the most pitiful in the huge city bureau? It belongs to Miao Miao of the Criminal Investigation Detachment."

He Yuan burst out laughing, stretched out his palm fondly and rubbed Miao Miao's head: "Be good and go to bed, I will make you the worst food in the city bureau if you don't go to sleep for a while." That one, not to mention milk tea, chocolate, Wangzai milk and so on, don’t even think about eating pickles.”

Sure enough, the best way to deal with Miao Miao is not to feed him.

As soon as these words came out, Miao Miao quickly sat down on the single bed, and without giving He Yuan a chance to speak again, he stretched his head and lay down with his head covered. Within 2 minutes, there was the sound of even breathing.

He Yuan stood by the table with a cup of brewed tea and looked at Miao Miao's sleeping face, feeling distressed for a while.

What kind of criminal investigation detachment is here? When the criminal investigation is busy, you may not have time to rest for three days and two nights. It is not more comfortable to do a clerical job in the background, but ah... Fortunately, you came to the criminal investigation, otherwise I will go Where can I find such a beautiful daughter-in-law like you.

Thinking of this, He Yuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "Hiss————"

Heartbroken, he put the cup on the corner of the desk, and took out his cell phone that had been vibrating non-stop since just now.

"Yuan Yuan, what color long johns do you want?"

"I think red is full of festiveness, and it wards off evil spirits."

"I'll take it as your acquiescence when you didn't reply, and bought two pieces for you and Miao Miao."

……

He Yuan's face paled in an instant, and when he scrolled down the news list, he saw two photos of bright red long johns sent by Peng Fangfang. The red was bright and charming, and there were a few hints of shy red, which made him directly support his forehead.

After a long time, he sighed heavily and replied: "Yes."

He Yuan, who has always been extremely tricky about dressing up, had no choice but to compromise, what can he do if he bought everything, and just pretend that it is a fancy couple outfit.

Half an hour later, He Yuan was lying on the table and was about to go to sleep for a while when the phone vibrated on the table. He grabbed the phone reflexively and quickly clicked on it.

"Boss, it's not good!"

He Yuan lowered his voice and whispered: "Has Master been taken away by monsters?"

"Yes!" Gao Chen said eagerly, suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "No, it's the security guard..."

"Ran?!"

Gao Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and could clearly hear the sound of him taking a puff of cigarette in the sea breeze: "I contacted the management personnel of the parking lot at the Shilinshan port, and they said that the security guards who work in this security post, come forward Resigned in a few days, and they haven't recruited new security guards yet."

The howling sea breeze blew out from the receiver, and the environment of the surrounding office changed instantly. He Yuan stood not far from the security post again, and a layer of anger densely climbed up in his heart.

"Boss! Boss?... Team He???"

Gao Chen's voice was still in his hand, and it took He Yuan a while to regain his senses: "Then the security guard I saw this morning may be the kidnapper himself or a member of the gang."

"Boss, do you remember what he looked like?"

He Yuan's brain was buzzing, and he said slowly for a long time: "I have no impression, it's too dark to see the face clearly."

"What's wrong?" Miao Miao, who was already awake on the single bed, asked hoarsely, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

He Yuan breathed out and repeated what Gao Chen said just now. Before expressing his opinion, he saw Miao Miao picking up the car keys and going out of the car: "Miao Miao, where are you going?"

Standing at the door, Miao Miao turned her head, and said softly, "Would you like to sleep for a while, it seems that your brain is not enough, did you forget that you were facing the security booth when you parked?"

"Driving recorder..." He Yuan sat on a chair and repeated these five words silently like a sculpture class, and then rushed out of the office without taking his jacket like an electric shock.

Soon the driving recorder was connected to the computer. He Yuan held the mouse and searched carefully among the many video clips. After a while, he locked on the video after parking in the early morning of this morning.

"This driving recorder can only work for half an hour after I turn off the engine. I can only gamble to see if the fake security guard has appeared."

He Yuanfei started the video quickly, and then speeded it up to double the speed. The two stood and sat, staring at the computer screen almost holding their breath.

The picture was sped up, and the man at the security guard was circling around the security booth. His walking posture and attire were exactly the same as the man in the monitoring at the door of Ding Cheng's house, but he never walked into the S500 from the beginning to the end, staring at the screen. He Yuan and Miao Miao's eyes were getting darker and darker. Before they almost lost confidence in the video of the dash cam, the security guard suddenly stood still.

The fake security guard standing a few meters away took out his mobile phone as if checking the time, and then quickly stuffed it into his pocket. In the night, he seemed to twist his neck just to meet the driving recorder.

Afterwards, the man turned to face the S500 and strode towards this side within a few seconds. He didn't look up when he came to the front, but just stretched out his hand to touch the car logo, shook his head and stamped his feet, and seemed to like this car very much. , followed by a few seconds, the man suddenly raised his head and looked into the car. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he should have said something: "This car is really nice."

The eyes of the man in the screen happened to meet with the two people outside the screen. Miao Miao was startled and pressed the space to pause. After all, it was a recorder bought by He Yuan at a high price. In this kind of night, the video on the video screen The man's face was exceptionally clear.

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