slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Check it out and see who this kid is. "

Xu Fan's eyes widened: "What? You don't even know who he is and you dare to take him home? What if something happens? You're really daring, aren't you?"

"Don't worry, I know it myself. I really don't know who this kid is. If you find out that he is a fugitive suspect, I will be the first to send him back. I just think... At least, he is not yet will kill me."

"Don't worry? Fuck you, are you confused? You don't know what you know, Feng Xiaoyue, what a girl, if you are in a hurry, you will kill strangers, who knows where Jiang came from!"

Ying Cheng rubbed his hair: "Xu Fan, you know, I... I see him familiar. It's not that familiar, I can't tell. But... I just feel that we are not meeting for the first time, we are reunited after a long absence.

I just... can't remember who he is.But he remembers me, he must remember me, but he doesn't say it. "

He felt that there was a thread in this vast world, with Jiang Huan hanging on one end and him tied at the other end, and someone rolled this thread into the scroll bit by bit.So, they met so suddenly.

Even if they never meet each other, the thread that does exist in nothingness communicates the connection between them beyond this time and space all the time.

They obviously don't know each other, but they are very familiar.

The word fate is indeed mysterious and gentle.

"Anyway, I know it myself. He once told me in the hospital that it is not so much that he participated in two cases in succession, but that these two cases came to him by himself. In this way, it is related to He Yang. The situation is somewhat similar."

Xie Lin was startled and said, "Do you suspect that someone deliberately dragged him into this?"

He nodded: "But it doesn't mean that Jiang is not suspicious. I brought him home to keep him under my nose. Anyway, he has nowhere to go. I'm not short of money. I'm a homeless man." I can afford it.

And...if someone really puts so much effort into getting Jiang Huan involved, then there must be a plan, there will be a second time, as long as Jiang Huan is controlled, that person will definitely come to his door . "

"Will that person... be "X"? "

Ying Cheng didn't answer, but just changed the subject and began to assign work: "Well, Jiang Huan, leave it to me. The criminal investigation side continues to keep an eye on Ma Qiong. According to Ma Qiong's account, she did not spend money with "X". However, "X" will not help Ma Qiong to do so many things for no reason, there must be a cooperative relationship between the two of them, as long as they keep an eye on Ma Qiong, "X" will definitely be caught.

Also, the technology department has carefully checked the USB flash drive, and can't find any information, but only the people in Jindu can get the video of Room 203, and save a copy of the video before Zheng Yuanfeng deletes the surveillance. , I have to check the employees of Jindu again, and I will hand over this to Gu Zai.

Brother, since you mean that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, then I think this case is probably related to drugs. You are good at this, so you will be responsible for continuing to monitor the drug trade in the western part of the city. No problem, right? "

Xie Lin nodded, Ye Qingzhou was full, his stomach was warm, he finally felt alive, he threw the bowl into the trash can and stood up: "Let's go. Let's interrogate Zheng Yuanfeng."

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Ying Cheng lived in Building No. [-] of the community. Lu Weiwei drove to Ying Cheng's house and drove the car to the door of the unit building. Qin Yile, who was poking around, jumped into the car and let out a long breath: "Have you brought toilet water? It was almost carried away by mosquitoes."

"What toilet water, what are you doing here? The captain insisted on asking me to come and find you, saying that you would tell me what to do."

Qin Yile scratched both arms red, "hissed" and pointed upwards: "The captain lives in 601, I've seen it, this unit is the only exit, I've been squatting here for a long time , almost killed by mosquitoes."

"What? You're at the Captain's house? Seriously?"

"What do you think? The captain brought Jiang Huan home, and I'm watching Jiang Huan."

"Jiang Huan?" Lu Weiwei thought of that peculiar and dirty mop dog shape. To a certain extent, the captain of the team would have paid a lot of money to bring him home. "What does the captain mean? Let's see if this Jiang will still Will you run again?"

"Yeah, if he runs off we'll have to see where he goes."

Qin Yile came here for fishing, so he never sent Jiang back to the door. Unfortunately, he missed the only chance to witness the mess and tragedy of Ying Cheng's house. Lu Weiwei never expected that the captain of her house would return Jiang It doesn't take much courage to usher in the door, anyway—

His house was not much cleaner than the kennel where Jiang Huan was wandering at that time.

"Then did he do anything?"

"No, I just came down and threw out the garbage a few times. I went to look through it, and it was just some cardboard boxes and the like, nothing special."

"Carton?"

He nodded, and when he saw someone coming out of the unit door, he immediately held down Lu Weiwei's head and hid, only to see Jiang Huan holding a large box of garbage and throwing it into the trash can, and then obediently walked back to the unit building, looking at No squinting, no intention of running at all.

Jiang also dismantled all the cardboard boxes. Some contained pots and pans, some contained fitness equipment, and more contained clothes. It has not been opened.

He cleaned all the dusty and moldy utensils, dried them and put them in the kitchen, arranged the shoes that were scattered everywhere, moved the sofa forward, and vacated a small area for Putting away the fitness equipment, I dug out a simple carpet mat, and hung the clothes in the cloakroom one by one in order of color from dark to light. Dumbfoundingly helping him pick it up and throw it away.

Then I replaced the bedding that was piled up like a kennel on the sofa, washed it and dried it, found the sheets and quilts that were forgotten in the cardboard box and replaced them, moved Captain Ying’s kennel into the bedroom, and finally cleaned the horrible bathroom inch by inch. In the past, the floor was also polished, and after all this was done, I was finally free to sit on the sofa and breathe a sigh of relief.

Tired...

Doing sanitation for Yingcheng is more tiring than his wandering.

Captain Ying seems to have devoted all his life to solving the case. This man's life is dirty, poor, and chaotic. A walking dead, but if he was born without eating, drinking and resting, he would definitely spend all his time on solving cases.

This person doesn't know how to live at all, he just lives.

But... how could he be blamed for losing his enthusiasm for life after experiencing all kinds of pain?

Fortunately, Ying's mother, Su Yuelan, is a woman who is good at living. These furniture were left by Ying's family before. Even if they were sealed in cardboard boxes by Yingcheng and haven't seen the sun for many years, they can still be used when they are taken out, and the style is suitable.

He took a breath, stood up, opened the curtains and looked down, and saw that the car was still parked abruptly in front of the unit door. Although it was not listed, as long as he thought about it, he knew that it must have come to stare at him.

Sorry, he still has to go.

So he found out a set of clothes that should be presented, then walked to the bathroom, stared at the mirror, and saw that the person in the mirror was extremely dirty, his face was covered with traces of wind and frost, his eyes were flat, Calm like a pool of stagnant water.He found that he hardly knew himself.

He immediately smiled, and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, trying to overlap with the brightest and most enthusiastic self in his memory.

But no.

He is no longer himself.

He was relieved.

He picked up the scissors, cut off the mop dog-like hair one by one, and put them in the bag one by one, but no matter how he cut, the hairstyle was very abrupt. Fortunately, Captain Ying adhered to the attitude of life , would not go to the barber shop at all, the hair is too long, a hair clipper to solve the problem, he studied it carefully before using this thing, he simply pushed himself an inch, and then squatted on the ground After picking up all the hair, I took a shower, changed into the clothes that should be presented, put the old clothes in the bag together, and finally scrubbed the whole bathroom carefully to confirm any fingerprints Without leaving any DNA and DNA, I finally walked out of the bathroom.

It's just that I just left like this, I really felt sorry for Ying Cheng who was kind enough to take me in, so I took out a pen and paper and left a note for Ying Cheng, pressed it on the coffee table, and then carried my clothes and hair, He was about to go out, but suddenly realized that there was something stuck on the door frame of the door, and looked down——

It's a camera!

Someone installed a pinhole camera in Ying Cheng's house!

And this camera is facing Ying Cheng's only activity area in this house - the sofa!

He took off the camera, coldly but firmly: "Come at me, don't touch him."

After finishing speaking, he pinched it hard, crushed the very small thing, threw it into the bag, and opened the door to go out, but saw a photo lying quietly outside the door——

Is it due...

Wearing a pair of big sunglasses in a suit and leather shoes, with his head slightly lowered to avoid the camera, Ying Cheng walked down the steps of Jindu.

However, on the domineering face in the photo, the word "ghost" was written with a red pen, and on the back of the photo, a line was drawn with a red pen and the name was signed - "X".

After wiping it with my hand, the handwriting is still not dry.

His heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously dodged and slammed the door shut.He leaned against the door and stared wide-eyed. He had difficulty breathing for a moment, and the hand holding the photo trembled. He recalled the games everyone played when he was a child, and all the