listen to riddles

"Director Gu, can you save me from worrying? Do you know how many calls I received today complaining about your investigation department? I was so mysterious all day long that I didn't know what to do. You don't want to talk about important things tomorrow. Explain to me clearly, you see I can't stop your job!" Wang Jianguo hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Hearing the "beep" sound from the other end of the phone, Gu Qiao lost half of his sleepiness, and he felt a little puzzled.

Of course, what he wondered was not Wang Jianguo's complaint call. Half of the supermarkets today are large-scale shopping supermarkets, and they can make a lot of money in one night. , do you still want to thank them?

What he wondered was how Feng Fei died. It stands to reason that a prisoner who committed such a serious crime should have prison guards watching him around the clock. Under such circumstances, how could he succeed in committing suicide?

Gu Qiao, who was tossing and turning on the sofa, unable to sleep, got up again, picked up her mobile phone and called Tan Yuhe.

After the phone rang a few times, it was connected.

"Professor Tan, are you back?" Gu Qiao asked.

Tan Yuhe rubbed his temples with his hands, and replied with a slightly tired tone: "On the way, almost here, what happened?"

Of course, the deep tiredness in Tan Yuhe's tone did not escape Gu Qiao's ears, and thinking about how many things happened today, and Tan Yuhe was still injured, he hesitated whether to tell Tan Yuhe about Feng Fei's death.

After a pause, Gu Qiao said, "It's okay, I just asked if you've arrived."

Tan Yuhe held the phone, frowning tightly, just asking where?But didn't you just make a phone call half an hour ago, are you okay?How could it be all right?

"What's the matter, what happened?" Tan Yuhe asked unhurriedly, but the tiredness could not be hidden in his tone, he was indeed exhausted all day.

"You really can't hide anything from you. Are people who study psychology so good?" Gu Qiao said with a wry smile, "Ju Wang just called to say that Feng Fei is dead."

After a long silence, if Gu Qiao could not hear Tan Yuhe's breathing through the receiver in his hand, he would have thought that when Tan Yuhe hung up the phone, Tan Yuhe suddenly said, "He died tonight?"

Not as surprised as Gu Qiao expected, and before Gu Qiao could speak, Tan Yuhe said calmly, "Where is his body?"

"Hongdu Road Police Station." Gu Qiao replied.

"Okay." Tan Yuhe said in a flat voice, "I'll turn around and go to the Hongdu Road Police Station to wait for you."

After finishing speaking, Tan Yuhe hung up the phone.

Gu Qiao held the phone in a daze, he really wanted Tan Yuhe to go to the Hongdu Road Police Station with him, but why did he listen to Tan Yuhe's tone just now, as if he knew Feng Fei would die?

He didn't have time to think too much, and he also knew that he couldn't think of an answer even if he was thinking wildly here, so he picked up the coat and car keys on the table and left the police station. He planned to ask Tan Yuhe directly when he met.

The distance between the Hongdu Road Police Station and the police station is not very far, and it takes only 5 minutes by car.

When Gu Qiao arrived, he found Tan Yuhe waiting for him at the gate of the police station.

Although it was just autumn, the night temperature in Rongcheng City was frighteningly low. As soon as Gu Qiao got out of the car, he was shivering from the cold. He tightened his clothes and walked quickly towards Tan Yuhe.

"Why do you wear so little?" Gu Qiao noticed that Tan Yuhe was only wearing a white shirt and a pair of thin black suit pants, and this set of clothes looked familiar to him no matter how he looked at it.

Then he remembered that Tan Yuhe ran back to the police station in the hospital, and now went to the lounge to change. If he remembered correctly, there were only a few summer clothes in the lounge that he had sent for dry cleaning and hadn't had time to bring home, but It is not easy to find a long-sleeved shirt in a pile of summer clothes.

Although Gu Qiao and Tan Yuhe are similar in height, after all, Gu Qiao's figure is stronger than Tan Yuhe's, so Tan Yuhe is a bit fat in his clothes.

"You really, didn't you know to go home and get a coat when you came here?" Gu Qiao took off her coat and put it on Tan Yuhe, while thinking: "Look at your hands, it's cold. A slight concussion is not good, what if you catch a cold and have a fever later?"

After Tan Yuhe and Gu Qiao pushed and shoved for a long time to no avail, they had no choice but to put on their coats.

Seeing Tan Yuhe put on his clothes, Gu Qiao narrowed his smiling eyes. After he looked Tan Yuhe up and down, he said casually: "You are really too thin. Before I met you, I always thought that the professor was just some belt. An old pedant with glasses and Mediterranean hair, or a greasy uncle with a beer belly and big ears, until I met you, I didn't know that the professor is so handsome and fresh and refined."

Tan Yuhe's eyes dodged for a moment, and he didn't know if he was shy from being praised by Gu Qiao, or he was not used to Gu Qiao's eyes looking at him, so he turned sideways and took a step back.

Then he changed the subject and said, "Is Feng Fei's body here?"

Gu Qiao nodded and resumed her normal tone: "Ju Wang told me that Feng Fei committed suicide at the Hongdu Road Police Station."

The two looked at each other and walked in directly. The police station is different from the police station. There is no 24-hour front desk. When Gu Qiao was about to call Bureau Wang to ask for the number of the director of the Hongdu Road Police Station, a middle-aged man walked in. come over.

When the middle-aged man had a face in Chinese characters and was wearing a police uniform, when he walked towards them, they actually felt that this man had an upright and dignified aura.

"What are you doing?" the middle-aged man asked.

Gu Qiao took out his police officer ID and said to the man, "Gu Qiao, director of the Criminal Investigation and Investigation Department of the Rongcheng City Police Department, the Wang Bureau called just now to say that the prisoner who was just sent today committed suicide, and my staff and I have a look." .”

When the middle-aged man heard about Gu Qiao's identity, he wanted to smile, but in the end he made an expression uglier than crying.

"Director Gu, I am the director of the Hongdu Road Police Station. I thought you wouldn't come at this late hour. The Corpse King Bureau called and refused to move him, so I didn't move him. He is still in the detention room now." The middle-aged man said.

Gu Qiao nodded: "You take us to see the corpse now."

Leading Gu Qiao and Tan Yuhe to the door of the detention room where Feng Fei died, the director pointed to the inside: "The body is still inside, we didn't move, just now our forensic doctor said he died of poisoning, the poison was hidden under his tongue , died almost immediately?"

After a pause, he continued: "I know that we didn't take care of the prisoner's death before the trial, and we have to take full responsibility, but I hope Director Gu can help me tell the situation to Wang Bureau, I really like the profession of police, even if I am not allowed to be the director, let me stay in the police station as a small police officer!"