Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

Tan Lu followed Han Fei, paying attention to the wind and grass around him all the time.The circumstances of this case are really complicated and confusing. Most of the victims are middle-aged women, and there are also young women. Their identities are different, and their shapes and appearances are also very different.

I really can't think of any connection between these victims, and why the murderer insisted on using such cruel methods to kill them.

Tan Lu sighed softly, it seems that the empress really gave the young master a big problem.

"Your Master, do you have any idea?" Tan Lu asked after Han Fei.

Han Fei shook his head after hearing this, "What these women have in common is that they are already mothers, and they are all sequels, but there are still many things I can't be sure about."

"Then, do you need the servant to send the arrester to come and ask questions?"

"No, the murderer is very cunning, and it won't help to ask them."

"Then what should we do next?" Tan Lu was really in trouble. The murderer not only attacked the woman, but also ruthlessly killed the people who came to investigate the case. It was a blatant provocation to the government!So now Han Fei's safety is also the top priority. If something happens to him, Concubine Shu will definitely take Tan Lu's skin off him!

"Next," Han Fei smiled brightly at him, "We'll go for an autopsy tomorrow night."

"Ah?" Tan Lu was a little confused, didn't he go there just now?Why do you want to go again?Also choose to go at night!However, anyway, he was obeying orders, as long as Han Fei was well protected.

The night falls quietly, and the sky is full of stars, which complement each other with the moonlight.In Yixuan City in the night, there was no sound for thousands of miles, and occasionally a few barking dogs could be heard one after another, so quiet that it seemed like a huge cemetery.

Han Fei held a lamp and carefully inspected each corpse in the autopsy room. Tan Lu stood guard at the side and kept silent. He knew that Han Fei's brain must be running fast now.

"These dead people seem to be unrelated." Han Fei rubbed his forehead and said slowly.

"Could it be that the young master can't detect it?"

"Well," Han Fei said, reaching out to the head of a female corpse, "I'm just saying that it looks unrelated, but it's not really unrelated." Pushing aside her thick hair, he saw Her scarred head.

Han Fei carefully inspected every scar on her head, and said softly, "The corpse can provide me with much more clues than those of the police."

Tan Lu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked, "What did you find out, Master?"

"I just found a very special scar." A small reddish fragment in the wound caught Han Fei's attention, and Han Fei signaled Tan Lu to come over and take a look.

Tan Lu carefully observed the small scar, and after a long time, he said, "I don't see anything special about this scar, it's just a little smaller."

Han Fei stared at the little reddish object carefully, and nodded, "That's true, but the murderer was extremely vicious, as if he had a deep hatred with every deceased person, and every scar except this one was dripping with blood Yes, looking at it this way, isn't this injury very strange?"

Tan Lu still felt at a loss, could a wound tell people who the murderer was?

"This wound doesn't look like it was done on purpose." Han Fei said his own judgment, "On the contrary, it seems to have been left by accident." Han Fei stretched out his fair fingers and gently pressed the wound, "Say it It's a wound, rather it's more like a scratch."

"Scratches? Fingernails?" Tan Lu also approached the corpse, observed carefully, then turned to ask Han Fei, "Why are you so sure, sir?"

Han Fei suddenly curled his lips, his eyes full of confidence, "The murderer is also a human being. Although he is extremely vicious, if you want to catch such a person, you can only approach him actively, get to know him, and finally get your own judgment. Once you get Judgment, you have to trust your own judgment.”

"What judgment do you believe in?"

"I firmly believe that the identity of this murderer will surprise everyone." Han Fei turned his head and blinked his right eye at Tan Lu. His peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars, and his face was pretending to be mysterious.

Tan Lu smiled after hearing this, "It's natural, no matter who the murderer is, anyone who can do such a cruel act will shock everyone."

"We should go back."

After all, Han Fei walked out of the autopsy room with a lamp in his hand. Tan Lu followed closely behind him. Seeing his attitude just now, there should be a clue.

In the early morning of the next day, a continual spring rain began to fall. The pure spring rain seemed to wash everything in the world. The blue green leaves were dotted with rain and dew, and the crimson flowers were delicate and charming.

Han Fei held up an oiled paper umbrella, carrying in his arms the little reddish fragments he found from the scratches on the head of the corpse last night, walked along the path to the government office, and after seeing the person in charge, he went to look through the files again. There is still room for confirmation.

Han Fei carefully read through all the files of the deceased, and then last year's household registration, and he understood why the murderer had been silent for three months last year, and finally he could be sure.

It's not that I don't want to commit a crime, but that I can't commit a crime.

After looking through the local household registration, I finally confirmed my speculation.

Suddenly he said to Tan Lu who was beside him: "Don't you really want to know the true face of the murderer? Now is your chance."

"My lord is already sure?" Tan Lu asked in surprise.

Han Fei nodded, his clear eyes sparkled brightly, and he said with a smile, "I'm just sure to lure him out. This man is very skilled in martial arts. It's up to you whether you can catch him."

"My lord, please rest assured, this servant will definitely do his best." Tan Lu looked at Han Fei with admiration. He had only been in Yixuan City for only three days, and he had already identified the real culprit. Finally, he knew why the empress wanted Han Fei to leave Yingzheng. up.Who doesn't appreciate such a great talent!

"Don't worry, before catching prey, you must first have bait." Han Fei smiled slyly, but his eyes were calm.

But in the next second, this peaceful appearance disappeared, first stretched lazily, then yawned, sat in the gazebo, and said solemnly: "So I want to drink tonight, wake up god!"

Hearing this, Tan Lu glanced at him coldly, "My lord, are you sure drinking can refresh your mind? Don't forget, what your mother told you before you came out." The word "Mother" was specially emphasized tone.

Han Fei's body froze, and he raised his forehead and said, "I've endured it for a long time." At the same time, a pair of peach blossom eyes immediately filled with grievances, watery, and just stared straight at Tan Lu.

I have to admit that Han Fei has always been easy to love when it comes to pretending to be wronged.Tan Lu was startled by his gaze, and his back was sweating a little.This is clearly a fake!No, you must not be soft-hearted!Otherwise, if you go back, you will suffer yourself!

Tan Lu shook his head decisively and refused, his attitude was very firm!

Seeing that he was showing weakness, Han Fei acted angry, pushed Tan Lu hard, and said, "I'll just drink a little!"

"Young master's a little bit, slaves don't dare to compliment you." Tan Lu stood motionless at the same place, this push was even better than scratching an itch for a martial artist like him, seeing Han Fei's angry appearance , I couldn’t help snickering in my heart, and teased: "Young master, I remember that there are candied haws on the street, or else I will buy them for you! Otherwise, don’t drink this wine for now, let’s eat candied haws!"

Han Fei became even more angry when he heard the words. He waved his wide sleeves and said angrily, "Who wants candied haws! Only children eat it. I'm an adult, so I want to drink!"

Tan Lu still tried to persuade him, "The sweet and sour candied haws are so delicious! The wine is spicy and spicy, what's there to drink!"

"If you want to drink, why don't you call me?" A slightly hoarse male voice came from around the corner, intercepting Han Fei's rebuttal that was just about to blurt out.

The visitor was dressed in a black robe, and his tall and straight figure seemed to be wearing the stars and wearing the moon, with a smile on his mouth, he was slowly walking towards him step by step.

Han Fei looked at the person in a daze, with a hazy look in his eyes, as if this scene was familiar, a certain time, a certain place, a certain person in the dusty memory...