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Yan Ji thanked Ji Bao for hanging up the phone, and saw a bald man struggling to climb upstairs with a big bag.

Climbing up the stairs with a bald head and humming, he looked up and saw Yan Ji: "Ah!"

The bald head backed away in fright, and was about to fall down the stairs, Yan Ji hurriedly grabbed him.The wound on the bald arm was still not healed, and he screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Yan Ji felt guilty after asking, the wound on the bald head was not caused by himself.Seeing that the bald head was carrying two big bags with one hand, she reached out to pick them up: "I'll help you."

The bald hand shrank back: "No need, I can move it. Well, is Mr. Yan there?"

Yan Ji moved out of the way: "It's inside."

The bald head probed his brain for a look, and asked furtively, "Is Boss Yan in a good mood?"

Yan Ji didn't know how to answer, and looked at him puzzled.

The bald head turned pale in an instant, wanting to cry but without tears: "It's over, I shouldn't have come." He licked his lips and whispered to Yan Ji: "Did Mr. Yan say he wanted to kill me?"

Yan Ji quickly stopped her: "At the police station, be careful with what you say. There is no reason for her to kill you like this."

The bald head muttered: "Just... that night, when I went to that community, Mr. Yan went upstairs. I didn't feel well, cough, I had a stomachache and I was about to go to the bathroom! But a woman fell from the sky, alas, It broke my waist."

That night, Yan Deng found the residence of Han Haoying and his group through "ten yuan for the parking lot".After she went upstairs, the bald man guarding downstairs heard the movement and looked up. He saw the buck-toothed girl hanging from a tree, and thought it was Yan Deng who forced the middle-aged woman to jump off the building.

The bald-headed girl ran away, but the buck-toothed girl tore off the branch of the tree, and the person and the tree were on top of him.The buck-toothed girl was startled, and the bald head was startled. The two stood up and ran away.

Yan Ji knew in his heart that as long as a bald head was useful, if he could drag out the buck-toothed girl for ten seconds, she and Yan Deng would not chase him into the mountains, let alone encounter the golden God Humu, who almost lost his life.

Seeing his sad face, Yan Ji asked, "What are you doing here now?"

The bald man sighed: "Boss Yan called me and asked me to bring something over."

Yan Ji counted the time: "You came very quickly."

With a bald head and tears in his eyes: "I'm afraid!"

Yan Ji thought to himself, Deng Deng can only count on you to deliver a takeaway, how dare I entrust you with other things, why not spend a lot of money to hire that outlaw fanatic from the barbecue restaurant.I don't know if Boss Zhao Dasi's surname is Ji or Mi when he reappears.

The bald head followed Yan Ji to the door of the small meeting room, and flatteringly called out: "Boss Yan."

Mr. Yan took out a pen and paper from Yan Ji's bag to write on, and didn't lift his head when he heard the sound: "Put it on the table."

With a bald head and a happy face, he put away the brand new notebook and the hot KFC breakfast one by one.Yan Ji brought the instant noodles to the monitoring room next door, and took away two boxes of porridge, egg rolls, and panini by the way.

"Thank you, Xiaoyan."

"I want to eat pancakes with Beijing sauce."

"It's your trouble."

Yan Ji said: "I don't have any pancakes with Beijing sauce. If you want Kesong, I'll get them."

Ying Zhao smiled: "Eat again, our Mr. Yang is going to do a charity card for the gym again."

In the small meeting room, with a bald head standing beside him, he stole a glimpse of Yan Deng swallowing a mouthful of hash browns, and hurriedly bent down: "Boss Yan, the Zhongli Peng you are looking for..."

Yan Ji turned around and walked out of the monitoring room, seeing the bald head walking out like an amnesty, he couldn't help laughing: "It's raining heavily, be careful on the road."

The bald-headed hey hey straight happy, trot away all the way.

Yan Ji walked to Yan Deng and sat down: "Look at you scaring people."

Yan Deng bit his red bean pie: "I cheated hundreds of thousands of activity funds, what's wrong with running around a few times."

Yan Ji clicked his tongue: "It's really rich."

She worked at KFC for a few years, and she seldom ate it after she left. She unwrapped the untried tuna and meat floss rice roll: "What are you looking at? You draw it all the time."

Yan Deng was looking for a pen and paper from his bag just now, and accidentally saw Yan Ji's sketchbook. He read it with great interest at the moment: "The drawing on the front is quite fine, but why is there a ghost drawing on the back?"

Yan Ji was helpless: "I don't have time to paint recently. At first I thought the base station iron tower and Qian Hong's house felt strange, so I just drew it. Later it was a sheep farm, and the underground experiment of Dianjin Pharmaceutical Industry. Alas, there is no normal place."

Yan Deng took the sketchbook, and sketched on the sketchbook in a strange way: "Since it's here, let the heavens do it, and let me do it."

Her voice was clear and clear, and she was born with a kind of contempt that ignored the common people.Hearing this, Yan Ji didn't feel arrogant, but a little bit agitated.A casual sentence is the determination that I lose and you will not win, it is the decisive decision to die, and it is the habit of putting it to death and then reborn.

The tip of the pen scratching across the paper stopped suddenly, and Yan Deng looked up at Yan Ji.Yan Ji blinked, Yan Deng lowered his head and took a bite of the tuna rice roll that was handed to his mouth.She chewed and swallowed carefully, sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick away the meat floss on her lips, narrowing her eyes slightly like a small animal. "

Yan Ji smiled: "We'll go home when the rain stops. At night, we go to the supermarket to buy a bag of meat floss. I heard that meat floss is delicious with porridge."

Ying Zhao knocked on the door, interrupting their chat.

Yan Ji got up: "Master Ying?"

"The inspection team demanded a thorough investigation into the bombing of Youtang Hotel. Ji's Biopharmaceutical shut down production and closed pending investigation. Employees of Ji's Pharmaceutical protested at the factory." Ying Zhao went into the house and took the car keys, "I have been working on this case all along." Responsible, let the city hand over."

She adjusted her uniform against the window glass: "It's raining so much, protest."

Yingzhao didn't finish what he said, but the meaning behind his words was very clear. This matter is not simple.Yan Ji followed her and said, "Director Ying, it's raining heavily, be careful on the road."

Yan Ji sent Yingzhao to the stairs, and didn't turn back to the small conference room until her figure disappeared under the rain curtain.She walked up and down the corridor of the small building of the Xiwushan Police Station several times, feeling more and more heavy each time.

"Before, the director should say that because she handled the Youtang hotel bombing case in a timely manner, the superiors agreed to set up a task force to investigate the three cases." Yan Ji's voice was very low.

No matter what the purpose is, Ying Zhao secretly helped Yan Ji block many investigations.Once someone else takes over, many unexplained behaviors will become suspicious.

Yan Deng leisurely ate the croissant: "Either move the tiger away from the mountain and attack it, or delay the attack and prepare for a blow."

Yan Ji was helpless: "Mr. Yan, no matter how good your idioms are, we can't take the life of the enemy general if Difu is in prison. We can only wait for Director Ji to see what he says."

Yan Deng said lightly: "Good man, trouble."

Yan Ji couldn't help laughing, and told him the information she had just heard from Ji Bao, which caused her to complain: "Shui Yuxian? It's still nice to hear."

Yan Ji is more concerned about why his Pikachu toy is in Yougui's hands.Because she couldn't remember when she lost the toy, Yan Ji felt a kind of panic in her heart. Perhaps the recent incidents had foreshadowed many years ago, but now the danger is closer.

The notebook sent by the bald head made a "didi" sound, and an email from Central Asia jumped out.Yan Ji leaned over and double-clicked on the touchpad, and she was stunned by the photo that caught her eye.

Who is this white bearded grandfather?

After stumbled and read a few lines, Yan Ji clicked his tongue in surprise: "Diver?"

Yan Deng was quite calm: "God Humu holds part of the power of time, even if it is only the part of the gap in time, it is enough."

"Let me take a sip of soy milk to calm my shock." Yan Ji picked up the cup of soy milk and brought it to his mouth but didn't drink it. "My worldview needs to be reshaped."

Yan Deng raised the corner of his mouth: "Well, primitive people will do the same when they see trains."

Yan Ji couldn't help laughing: "A god I've never heard of, suddenly appeared in the real world, and even got into a fight. Thinking about it this way, my psychological quality is really good."

She pointed to the photo in the email: "Diver must have squeezed Humu juice to rejuvenate his youth. Wait, according to the Persian Bible "Avesta", he will give birth to a son with supernatural power? Wang Xiaoping His son won't be...his?"

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't help worrying that the baby was Deaver's backhand and would become an uncontrollable variable.

"I'll ask."

Before Yan Ji got up and walked out of the small conference room, he heard cheers from the monitoring room next door, followed by the sound of tables and chairs being dragged, Lao Wu and Jing Yuan left in a hurry.

Yang Shuhui leaned back in his chair, saw Yan Ji approaching, and had no time to swallow the happy fat house water in his mouth: "Xiaoyan, cough, cough, cough!"

Yan Ji asked: "Have you found any clues about Bao Fajun?"

Yang Shuhui's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from choking or excitement: "Come on, I'll show you. Cough, of course it's thanks to our Xia Yao, Great God Xia."

This surveillance came from the canteen in Guanqiao Village. The angle was facing the counter of the canteen and the main road in front. The video picture was quite clear.

Yang Shuhui hit the space bar with a "snap", and the cut-out video began to play.

It was dark, and mosquitoes were flying in front of the camera.A villager in his fifties came to buy cigarettes, stood in front of the counter and chatted with the proprietress. Two minutes later, the villagers turned around and were about to leave when Bao Fajun appeared on a battery scooter, and the villagers who bought cigarettes ran into him.

The villagers turned their backs to the camera and couldn't see their expressions clearly, while Bao Fajun looked impatient when facing the camera.There was no sound in the surveillance video, so I didn't know what the two were talking about. After chatting for more than ten seconds, Bao Fajun shook off the villagers and returned the same way, and the cigarette-buying villagers brushed off their pants and left.

Yan Ji was puzzled: "Strange."

Yang Shuhui was taken aback: "You also understand lip language?"

Yan Ji shook his head and raised his arm to gesture: "I don't understand lip language. Generally, if he is angry because he was bumped, he should grab Bao Fajun's arm like this. In the video, he is like this, like holding it with both hands, but like... "

Yan Ji couldn't say anything for a while, and turned to look at Xia Yao.

Xia Yao was secretly eating Huamei, when she saw someone looking over, she quickly put it down.When it was Yan Ji who realized it, she stuffed the words into her mouth openly: "What Bao Fajun just said was, 'No, I'm not'."

Yan Ji was shocked for a moment: "Why did he deny it? Could it be that someone recognized Bao Fajun's previous identity? Could he be a native of Guanqiao Village? Could it be... no, no."

Seeing that her expression was different, Xia Yao asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ji shook his head again and again, he didn't really believe it: "Probably not, otherwise it would be too...Officer Wu and the others should be able to find the person who bought the cigarettes soon, and they will know soon."

Yang Shuhui was unhappy: "Why, are you all bullying me without telling me, are you stupid? No one of you will tell me!"

Yan Ji looked at Xia Yao, Xia Yao smiled and opened another plum.

"Brother Yang." Yan Ji looked at the frozen surveillance screen, and said in a solemn tone, "I suspect that Bao Fajun is Qian Hong's husband who went abroad to work and never came back."