There is always a cheater behind every detective

Wang Jilin has already found out the origin of the donated tables and chairs. These dilapidated chairs and tables come from different places, but they are all old things that have been eliminated. They have already been thrown into the recycling bin. It is really delusional to try to find the truth of the murder through them. ...You know, any junk picker may pick up the things, as for those who pick up junk, there is no need to count on it. It is estimated that all the police forces will not be able to find out what happened.

Zhao Zhuojie flipped through the materials, tapped his fingertips on the table, and fell into deep thought. He always felt that he had missed some important clues. Now there was a whiteboard in front of his eyes, on which was posted the drawing given by Bai Yan, and all the clues so far.

——Black plastic gloves, chemical utensils, bad students, barbed wire, old chairs and tables, old classrooms, teaching.

A mediocre face of a middle-aged man flashed in his mind, it was the face of the school cleaner who was almost bumped into by him, Zhao Zhuojie finally grasped the inspiration.

cleaner!

He jumped up suddenly, his whole body tensed: "Wang Jilin, I give you 10 minutes to give me the list of these campus cleaners...including their photos."

The logistics innocently suffered from the boss's low pressure, so they hurried to move, and they really took out several lists in 10 minutes. The cleaners hired by several campuses were actually from the same cleaning company, and the work schedule was arranged by the company. Wang Jilin was already very tired. Sensibly, I brought the attendance sheets of those people for nearly half a year and handed them over to the boss, so as not to be scratched if I did too little.In fact, if he has enough time, he can even dig up the lives of these people, but unfortunately he only has 10 minutes...

Zhao Zhuojie immediately found his target. He picked up a pen and began to calculate. According to the cleaner's attendance sheet, he matched the approximate missing time of the victim one by one. In terms of the probability of time matching, one person began to surface.

"It's broken." Zhao Zhuojie dropped the pen in his hand, only to feel a chill creeping up his spine, his heart seemed to be grasped by something, it was extremely uncomfortable.Zhao Zhuojie understood what this was. He was worried about Bai Yan and wished he could fly to Bai Yan immediately. He jumped up and said, "Contact those schools immediately and see if there are any people riding around on the campus today... or just a A very handsome man." The others were stunned, wondering why the boss suddenly wanted to find Bai Yan, could it be that Bai Yan was really the murderer?

Zhen Shanmei's meaningful eyes fell on Zhao Zhuojie, she seemed to understand something, but she didn't seem to understand anything.

Thinking of the experience of breaking up yesterday, Zhao Zhuojie did not rule out that Bai Yan would conduct an investigation quietly today, but the murderer was lurking in the campus and might threaten Bai Yan's safety at any time. Thinking that that cute guy might be hurt, Zhao Zhuojie felt unprecedented anger and fear.

look!Feelings are indeed a taboo... But if you really have already enlightened, how can you say no to it and really don't want it?If it's that easy, is emotion worth his fear?

Zhao Zhuojie blamed himself for being worthless and unable to overcome his feelings, but now was not the time for any emotional entanglement, he slapped the table with his palms, and said in a deep voice, "Go, bring the suspect back."

This time he didn't name anyone, but he already said they were suspects. Except for logistics, almost all the members of the special homicide team, which was originally thin, were mobilized. When they saw the suspect information in their hands, they couldn't help but have a moment. Dazed, before he had time to express his feelings, he hurriedly followed the captain.

Wu Guangming walked with his shoulders slumped in frustration, his posture was like Bi Ling, and he murmured: "The first time I got the boss's appreciation and had the opportunity to work as a partner on a mission, it just ended without a problem, alas, poor first time.

Feng Ziheng hit the nail on the head: "Hmph, it's just arresting someone, it doesn't look like a murderer, maybe Team Zhao really misjudged, then you still have time to run behind him."

Wumao, who is pro-Zhao faction, honestly looked down on Da Feng, who was anti-Zhao faction, muttered something in a low voice, and turned away his face to pretend to be deaf and dumb. .

Zhao Zhuojie didn't seem to pay attention to the rivalry between the two subordinates behind him. He walked very fast, and when the people behind ran out of the building, his car had already sped out, leaving a pungent exhaust for the subordinates to enjoy.

At this time, Bai Yan was really investigating quietly. He had a dream again yesterday and obtained information from Lie Duo. Zhao Zhuojie had already refused him to approach, and he knew that he could only rely on himself.So after he delivered the painting in the morning, he kept thinking about what he should do. He remembered Zhao Zhuojie's secret investigation, and gradually realized that his investigation on a BMW was too high-profile, so he decided to sneak into the campus to find the murderer. He had a hunch that the murderer was People in the school, if you look slowly, you can always find them.

Bai Yan left the horse under a tree outside the school wall, unbuttoned the cufflinks and folded the sleeves, rode on the horse's back and quickly climbed up the campus wall, which was neither high nor low, landed almost silently, and tidied up calmly. After dressing up, he walked out from a remote corner of the campus, thinking about where he should start his investigation with a cold expression, his elegant figure, noble temperament and calm attitude made everyone have no doubts, and almost instinctively felt that this person would appear in the There must be some sacred and reasonable reason on campus that they couldn't intervene, so everyone easily accepted Bai Yan's existence, but a lot of admiring eyes fell on him.

When the class bell rang, Bai Yan naturally couldn't belong to each other like the students. He continued to wander around the empty teaching building, occasionally glancing at the classrooms, as if his superiors were inspecting the campus.

On the way, I met teachers who didn’t have classes. Some of them were surprised and then nodded and passed by. Some offered to help, but after hearing their voices, Bai Yan shook her head and refused, because they were not the murderers he was looking for. .

That's right, listening to the voice, in fact, Bai Yan's dreams were like a set of silent dramas, and he could only see the content, but this situation has changed recently, he can hear the voice, and decided to use the voice to arrest the murderer.

Bai Yan was wandering around aimlessly, remembering that he was walking with Zhao Zhuojie yesterday, and now he was alone again, he couldn't help being a little distracted, until he was attracted by a strange sound when passing by the bathroom.

First there was the sound of an iron bucket being kicked and poured with water, and then the arrogant voice of a young man in a changing voice: "Fuck, my sneakers are dirty! I don't know why the school would invite you to be such a stupid pig. I didn't see this Men's toilet?!"

"sorry."

"Stupid pig, why don't you die, can you just say sorry for my shoes? You can't even take off your pigskin."

"..."

"what!"

After a short beating sound, it became quiet again.

Regarding this murder case, Bai Yan had dreamed several times, so naturally she couldn't forget the murderer's voice, and it was impossible to mistake it... This kind of hoarse and deep voice was the voice of reading books at that time, it was the murderer's voice.

The murderer has been found, and I can be a good person now... Bai Yan didn't have time to judge the next move, a fat woman came out with a mop in her hand, and when the two met, Bai Yan was a little stunned, the other's mop head had already hit her.

Zhao Zhuojie and his party were already their target, but unfortunately, as for Zhao Zhuojie, it was very unfortunate... Bai Yan seemed to be investigating in that school.

Zhao Zhuojie was so anxious that he didn't slow down until he received a call from the school saying that Bai Yan had caught the murderer.

When they arrived, the outside of the toilet had been blocked by the school. Fortunately, the toilet was located far away from the classrooms, which easily isolated the crowd, but there were still a lot of gossiping students at the outermost edge of the blockade, even if they couldn’t see anything at that distance. Can't hear clearly.

Zhao Zhuojie and others entered the innermost circle under the teacher's release. Inside the pulled up cloth tent, the school doctor was giving first aid to a student with a scoop on his head. He bled a lot and was motionless. He must be sent to the hospital for treatment rescue.

And the target they were looking for - a cleaning lady was tied into a dumpling shape, sitting on the ground with her head down, silent.

"Where's Bai Yan?" Zhao Zhuojie asked the director in charge with a cold face, making him shiver.

The director carefully organized his rhetoric: "Oh, you mean the gentleman who subdued the murderer? He... he was inside, refusing treatment."

Hearing the word "cure", Zhao Zhuojie had passed by him and walked inside, a strong smell of disinfectant came to his nostrils. Apparently the murderer tried to cover up the smell of blood with the smell of disinfectant after hurting someone, and it was obviously successful, after all, he saw that The man like an angel pressed a blood-soaked handkerchief to his forehead, a trace of blood red salivated down his melon-shaped face, dripped from the tip of his chin, and embroidered gorgeous red flowers on the snow-white shirt. And he didn't smell the slightest smell of blood.