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Leng Yu still turned her back to Huang Lin.

When she looked at Leng Yu's tall back, she couldn't help opening her mouth, but couldn't speak for a moment.Huang Lin didn't understand why Leng Yu mentioned Fengyue place, but when she was about to ask again, Leng Yu turned around and interrupted her: "You ask Xiao Cheng to prepare, we will go to the dissection room in the Public Security Bureau right away."

"Yes, boss!" After receiving Leng Yu's order, Huang Lin nodded and turned to leave.

At this moment, two women in casual clothes suddenly appeared at the door of the Federal Bureau. Leng Yu glanced at them hastily, not paying attention to them at all.She walked quickly to her office, and after tidying up for a while, she walked out of the Federal Bureau again.

And a male police officer in the lobby of the bureau put on a smile after seeing the two women appearing at the door, and said with a smile on his face: "You guys are here. Come here, come with me." Go to the conference hall." Then he got up and walked to their side, receiving them.

One of the 25-year-old women looked up at the valiant policeman, smiled at him and said, "Brother Cheng, don't be so polite to us, we've been here a few times anyway, so you don't need to deliberately Reception." The voice was coquettish, which made Brother Cheng laugh heartily.

"Oh, you come here every year to make tailor-made uniforms for our brothers. Of course, you have to be polite to you, otherwise we would all have to work naked." There was a little ambiguity in the words .

The young woman patted him on the back and said with a smile, "Okay, we're about to start working, let's go."

Brother Cheng didn't dare to neglect, so he received them into the conference hall.

After they arrived at the conference hall, Brother Cheng trotted out again, and hurriedly called a group of police officers who had to wear uniforms to come to the conference hall one by one, and asked two tailors to measure for them.

Seeing Brother Cheng's back disappearing at a corner, the young woman who had just started talking to Brother Cheng turned her head to look at the other woman and said, "Sister Xuan, I heard from the boss yesterday that we have received another order Woolen cloth?"

The woman called "Sister Xuan" frowned and said, "Who did you hear that from? Absolutely nothing of the kind." After a pause, she added, "One more thing to remind you is, The people in the bureau are not easy to get along with, so you have to pay attention to what you say in the future, and don't talk nonsense if it is unnecessary."

"Why? I think they are all pretty good." The young woman asked with some confusion.

"Xiaoxin, we are here for work, not for chatting, is that okay?" Sister Xuan shook her head and sighed, thinking why young people nowadays don't work hard, so they have to find something to talk about.

Because of Sister Xuan's serious face, Xiaoxin didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly shut up.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, they saw a group of police officers coming into the room one after another from the transparent glass window in the conference hall.

Sister Xuan and Xiaoxin took out some tailoring tools from their backpacks and began to measure them one by one. They also took out the small notebooks they carried with them and recorded their body sizes one by one for the police officers.

When it was Brother Cheng's turn, he came to Xiaoxin's side and asked quietly, "Xiaoxin, are you free tonight?"

Xiao Xin quickly turned her head to look at Sister Xuan who was working seriously in another corner, and quickly whispered, "Shhh, I'm working now."

"Hey, just tell me, are you free tonight?" Brother Cheng was grinning, and Xiaoxin couldn't help but pat him again.

"I have to work overtime tonight, so I don't have time." Xiao Xin whispered again.

"Oh, that's a pity." Brother Cheng immediately showed a disappointed expression.

Xiao Xin was carefully measuring his body, and suddenly remembered the female police officer she saw at the gate just now, so she lowered her voice and asked, "Brother Cheng, when I came here with Sister Xuan, I saw a Female police officer, she is so fierce, who is that?"

Brother Cheng's expression changed after hearing this, and he whispered to her, "Don't mention her, she is the cold-faced female devil in our bureau. It is said that even the most vicious murderer will run away from her even if she sees her. Everyone is afraid that it is not Because she was wearing a gun, but because she had a way of using psychological tactics to subdue the killers and make them confess all the crimes before they even went to court."

Although Brother Cheng lowered his voice, what he said made Xiao Xin tremble in shock: "Is it really so powerful?"

"That's right! None of us dare to offend her. However, I heard from my colleagues in the bureau that she recently received a difficult case. I saw her rushing out just now. She probably went out to investigate the case." Brother Dang said When another crime occurred, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of pride in his words, which was a sense of superiority that he had as a policeman, and the volume of his voice increased accordingly.

Although he was not the one who solved the case.

At this moment, a male policeman standing behind him shouted: "Brother Cheng, don't talk nonsense!"

When Sister Xuan, who was standing in another corner, heard it, she turned her head and said to Xiaoxin, "Xiaoxin, remember what I just said to you." Her tone was quite majestic.

The two immediately shut their mouths, lowered their heads in embarrassment, and dared not say another word.

For a while, the meeting hall fell into silence, only the "rustling" sound of clothes colliding in the hall.

***

Leng Yu and others drove to the Public Security Bureau.

When they arrived, they jumped out of the car, hurried to the dissection room, put on their masks quickly, went in, and found the forensic doctor.

The forensic doctor was dissecting the corpse carefully, and when he looked up and saw them, he waved to them.

Leng Yu walked to his side, and the forensic doctor pointed to a wound on the head of the corpse, and said: "The deceased was hit four times on the head with a hard object, which was his fatal injury. As for other body parts, there is no There were no injuries and no fingerprints were found on the body, so the killer probably wore gloves."

Leng Yu nodded, and walked towards the neatly arranged clothes beside the corpse, which had already been rinsed with clean water.She put on medical gloves, lowered her head and flipped through the clothes. When she saw the logo on the back of the clothes, she saw that the handwriting on the logo was blurred, and the manufacturer's name could not be read at all.

Huang Lin followed and walked over, looking at the clothes that had been washed with clean water, couldn't help exclaiming: "This dress is even more fancy than the one I'm wearing!"

Leng Yu smiled coldly: "It's good that you know."

Huang Lin gave Leng Yu an annoyed look, and then couldn't help asking: "Isn't this style of clothes favored by young people? Why is this old dead man wearing them like other young people? "

"It's very simple, because he also wants to become younger." Leng Yu said casually.

When she said this, she didn't even look at Huang Lin, she focused all her attention on the dress.

"Why?" Huang Lin asked curiously.

After looking through the clothes several times, Leng Yu gently put the clothes on the table. She pouted in Xiao Cheng's direction: "You have to ask him this question."

Xiao Cheng was named by Leng Yu in public, and he smiled awkwardly: "Don't ask me, I have never been to Fengyue place, how would I know?"

"Maybe you have the opportunity to go in and see it this time." Leng Yu's eyes emitted a cold light, and cast it on Xiao Cheng's face.

After listening to the conversation between the boss and Xiao Cheng, Huang Lin also guessed what they meant, she frowned and asked: "So you mean that the old dead also want to become younger, and they also like to go to the Fengyue place to play with women?"

"Don't put it so harshly, okay? Who said that the elderly can't have that kind of thinking? The elderly also have needs in that regard!" The forensic doctor who was still doing the autopsy raised his head and smiled at Huang Lin.

"But I'm so old, is it okay?" Huang Lin expressed doubts again.

"Okay, okay." Leng Yu interrupted Huang Lin, and then said: "The romantic places that the old deceased has visited should also belong to high-end grades, otherwise he wouldn't be so particular about dressing."

Did Fengyue venues still have grades?Everyone looked at Leng Yu suspiciously. It was hard to imagine that a cold and serious female police officer like Leng Yu knew something about this stuff.

Just as several people were discussing about the clothes, eager footsteps came from the dissecting room, followed by trace inspectors and broke into the dissecting room.

He quickly took out the evidence bag, raised it to everyone, and said, "Although we couldn't find any murder weapon at the scene, we found a wallet in the river!"

He walked into the autopsy room and handed the wallet in the evidence bag to Leng Yu.

The forensic doctor stopped his work, and he frowned and said, "No murder weapon was found at the scene, but a wallet was found, so the murderer's purpose of killing the deceased was not to rob money."

Speaking of this, he pointed to the throat pipe of the deceased and said: "There was no mud in the throat of the deceased, so the murderer must have killed the deceased before throwing the body into the river. Then, combined with the fact that no mud was found at the scene. The murder weapon, we can prove that the banks of the Qing River were not the first scene of the murder."

Leng Yu lowered her head and opened the evidence bag handed to her, and took out the wallet from it. When she opened the wallet, she saw that there were several hundred dollars in it.She later took out an ID card from her wallet, and what she saw was a photo of a man pasted on the ID card, who looked about 70 years old.Then, the owner of the ID card was named Hou Zhongyang, a native of Yang City, and his address was clearly displayed.

Leng Yu quickly took a photo of the ID card with her mobile phone, and then put the wallet back into the evidence bag, turned to Huang Lin and Xiao Cheng beside her and said, "The name of the old deceased is Hou Zhongyang, let's go to his house to have a look. Let's see if there are other people living in his house. By the way, Huang Lin, by the way, you can also find out if Hou Zhongyang offended anyone before his death, and which nightclubs he went to in Yangshi. He is very big. Maybe he was killed because he got involved in a sexual dispute."

Having said that, Leng Yu knew that Hou Zhongyang's death was not as simple as causing a romantic dispute, otherwise why would the murderer spend time cutting holes in his clothes after killing him?

The three of them then drove to another small town in Yangshi according to the address entered into the navigation, and after a zigzag drive, they arrived at the designated location.

Leng Yu got out of the car, looked around, and saw an empty grass field, only Hou Zhongyang's house was standing alone in it.

After she glanced around, she saw that the houses of other residents in the small village were scattered in other places, separated by a considerable distance from Hou Zhongyang's house.

This is the arrangement of a typical country house.

Leng Yu and the others slowly came to Hou Zhongyang's house, came to a window, looked in, and saw that there was not much furniture in the house, and it was well organized.

The three of them touched the window lightly and saw that their fingers were already covered with dust. It seemed that no one had lived in this room for a long time.

Therefore, Hou Zhongyang should have lived here alone.

Leng Yu pushed the door open and walked in. She stretched out her hand to look at her palm, and saw that it was covered with dust. Three people stepped into the house one after another, and each went to every corner of the house to investigate.

Hou Zhongyang's room was tidied up, and the furniture in the room was neatly arranged.

He is a neat person.

Leng Yu went into the master bedroom of the house, and saw a double bed in the bedroom.With the passage of time, the double bed looks a little old.She turned her head and looked around, and saw a framed photo on the bedside, it was a wedding photo.

She moved to the side of the bed, reached out to pick up the photo frame, and looked intently.

I saw that the young man in the photo was handsome and handsome, and there was a young and beautiful woman standing beside him, but the clothes and hair styles of the two of them looked very retro.

This is an old photo.

The man in the photo should be Hou Zhongyang. It turned out that he was married.

So did he have a baby?

If he has children, what is his relationship with them?

Leng Yu was very curious about Hou Zhongyang's identity. She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of the Federal Bureau, and said, "Help me check the records of missing persons. Is there a man named Hou Zhongyang?"

If Hou Zhongyang had been reported missing, then the person who reported the report was likely to be his relatives, and the police could also start from his relatives to find out whether he had offended anyone and was harmed by others.

Leng Yu put the photo frame back to its original position, walked to a window next to the bedroom, looked out of the window and calmly sorted out the thoughts in her mind.

When she saw the wardrobe in the bedroom reflected by the sunlight through the transparent glass, she turned around and walked quickly towards the wardrobe.

She came to the closet, stretched out her hand to open the closet, and when she looked inside, she was startled.

I saw that the wardrobe was full of gorgeous shirts.

She frowned and thought to herself: How much does this man, Hou Zhongyang, want to be a young man?If he had a steady stream of energy, why didn't he marry another wife after his death?

Besides, where did he get so much money to go to nightclubs to pick up girls?The number of pick-ups is still so frequent. .

Such an inconspicuous old man, how much does he need in terms of sex?

Leng Yu looked at the colorful shirts hanging in the closet, and suddenly thought: What does the fabric with holes in the clothes look like?What color does it belong to?

Then, is there a great connection between the color on the holed fabric and this murder case?