slip through the net [criminal investigation]

In my own "Sunnah": "May you never suffer again in your next life. Suffering in this life is for the glory and wealth of the next life. In the next life, you will know that I am for you. I love you. Really, I Love you... no one loves you more than me..."

Among the onlookers, a woman in her thirties suddenly knelt down and cried bitterly: "Ah...why didn't my Lord choose to redeem me! Pastor, am I old? I'm not enough. Is it beautiful? Pastor! Please tell my Lord, I am willing to dedicate everything to Him, my person, my heart, my flesh and blood, please come and love me too!

I am willing to give birth to a holy son to the Lord, this will be my long-cherished wish in my life!I can do anything, I am a sinner, I want to redeem my sins, please Lord save me! "

The pastor touched her forehead with a cross: "The Lord is the reincarnation of Jesus. He is the fairest. He will not abandon any of his people. Wait, my child, the Lord will see you.

Pray devoutly, let the Lord see your loyalty, don't hide it, deposit everything to the Lord, and the Lord will return it to you double in the next life. "

The female congregation sobbed, and the priest began to hum "Amazing Grace" again. Accompanied by this melodious and ethereal tune, the congregation wrapped up the rotten flesh with a shroud, and the blood flowed like a stream. Drip down, tick tock, but they didn't care, they just lifted the corpse, and replaced the hammer in their hands with a holy cross. At this moment, the bloody demons are solemnly stepping on the tune of the hymn, uniform and mournful Desperate, send this innocent child to heaven.

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Ying Cheng's car hadn't been repaired yet, and after a few bus stops to the place, these brats were already full and moved to KTV. Fortunately, Xu Fan paid the money quickly and didn't give Chen Qiang the chance to pay the bill.

Now that he was here, he had no choice but to go to the KTV again. There was a crowd of people in the private room, who was singing "Rare Characters", and he couldn't pronounce it correctly. When Ying Cheng opened the door and came in, he immediately hugged him. His neck pushed him onto the stage.

Jiang really became a quail obediently, hiding in a corner and trying to reduce his sense of existence, watching the people in the big box with gentle smiles, gagging and laughing, Ying Cheng finally escaped from the siege, in his Say loudly in your ear: "Don't run around!"

He nodded, indicating that he would not run.

Then Ying Cheng took out a large handful of toffee from his pocket and stuffed them all into his hands without any explanation: "Little friend! Brother treats you to some candy!"

He couldn't laugh or cry, he stuffed all the toffee into his left pocket, peeled off one and stuffed the wrapping paper into his right pocket, the rich aroma of toffee filled his mouth.He was immersed in the hilarious atmosphere, and his heart was more comfortable than ever.

——He really enjoys this relaxed and friendly atmosphere.

Ying Cheng was the happiest when jumping up and down. He dragged Xie Lin onto the stage and forced him to sing, but this kid was born with a pentatonic insufficiency, so he read half of "Exclusive Memory" like a poem reciting. At the beginning, I lost the microphone and slipped away.

Ying Cheng, the instigator, was pushed up to the top of the bag. It happened to be the climax of the song, and he locked his eyes on Jiang Huan who was sitting in the corner. When the Maiba switch was turned on, Jiang Huan suddenly felt a tremor all over his body.

"I hope you are my exclusive memory, in the bottom of my heart, no matter how ugly others say, what I have now is you, half of the love for me, I like you, my exclusive memory, no one can No, take you from my body, in the blockade of my feelings, I will never mention you, no problem."

Jiang also knew that he sang well, but he never knew that when he sang seriously, a cloud would explode in his heart, making him eager to find a crack in the ground.

His mind was in such a mess that he couldn't hear the laughter around him at all.

——Look, this person is too bad. He sings so affectionately, but it’s not just for me.

After Ying Cheng finished singing, he went to make trouble with Xu Fan again, but Xu Fan raised his hand with a tense face, stood up and went outside to make a phone call, he felt strange, and quickly followed out together.

Xu Fan just hung up the phone, he quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

He shook his head and said "it's okay".

"You don't seem to be okay, are you the two kidnappers?"

He sighed a long time: "No. It's an informant. I've been missing for two weeks. I called the surrounding police stations and asked them to keep an eye on me."

After speaking, he shook his head again, with a thick cloud between his brows: "I think it's more ominous than good."

This topic suddenly became a bit heavy, and Ying Cheng persuaded him: "Okay, it's rare to come out and relax, let's not talk about this. Informants, it's not uncommon to find no one in two or three days. Look at my gang of informants." People are always missing."

Just as Xu Fan nodded his head, their mobile phones suddenly rang at the same time. Looking at the number, he knew that the case must be coming, and the hairs on his body were about to stand on end. Work does not talk about work, you insist on mentioning some informant, the flag is big and steady, now it’s all right, let’s come to the case? Do you think you have opened your mouth?"

He cursed "Go", turned his back and went to make a phone call, his face instantly became serious and serious, hung up the phone and raised his eyebrows and asked, "A case?"

"In Gutter Lane."

"That's the same one. Come on, together."

Ying Cheng nodded, broke into the box and dragged Gu Yuzhe who was screaming on the stage down, turned off the music and said, "This song can't be sung anymore, little ones, come out!"

The box was suddenly full of mourning.As soon as Ying Cheng got into the car, Jiang Huan's situation suddenly became awkward.

Naturally, it is uneasy to let him go back alone. The scene of the murder is in a hurry, and there is no one to protect him. After thinking about it, I had to open the car door again: "Get in the car!"

"This is a murder scene. There is no way I can take you with me. You just stay in the car and you are not allowed to get out. If you dare to get out of the car, I will handcuff you and lock you in the car. Do you understand?"

After all, it wasn't his own car, so Ying Cheng sat in the back row for the first time, and Jiang sat next to him, curled up like a schoolboy, and nodded awkwardly.

The author has something to say:

The next case is a cult, the desire to survive made me bald, 555 I am here to ask for leave again QAQ;

I'm really writing! !Just write slow QAQ;

When I wrote the first volume of "The City That Never Sleeps", I polished it for a long time. I am personally quite satisfied, and the little cuties who read the text are also very satisfied, but I have not been able to find anyone to help me with the second volume of Tong Zhimeng. Looking at the text, I really haven’t changed much, is it not very well written QAQ;

【Crazy autistic...】

[Jumping left and right on the verge of overthrowing and rewriting...]

I'm still very good at writing, the emotional lines are always poorly written, and the plot is a bit inconsistent. In short, I'm just a little trash who just started writing Danmei and can't even sign the contract. I hope that if the cuties feel that there is something to write It's not good to tell me! !

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44. Secret

It was completely dark, and Gutter Alley lived up to its reputation. Even two streets away, you could still smell the smell of a stinky sewer. It was dark and damp, and the street lamps were in disrepair for a long time. She turned on a few spotlights, and directly confronted her face at the entrance of the alley.

After getting out of the car and turning forward, the tragic and terrifying scene made people shudder, and a chill climbed up from the back and penetrated into the heart.

The cordon was drawn at the entrance of the alley, and the forensic doctor Cao Ming who arrived first and a few forensic personnel were investigating. Even though they were well-informed, Xie Lin and Ying Cheng couldn't help but gasp.

Cao Ming walked over, his gaze was unprecedentedly serious, he had been in the industry for decades, and he had never seen such a scene.Shaking his head: "It's almost like a meat paste."

The deceased was already a lump of soft mud, and he could only be vaguely identified as a person from the outline, covered in a net bag, nailed to the wall in the shape of a cross, and an old Bible was placed under his feet, with There is also a silver cross, and the blood gathers under the feet to form a stream and flow to the gutter.

The flesh and tissue peeled off from the corpse slid off the wall in groups, and made a "pop" when it landed, dyeing the entire wall red, showing a strange whitish phenomenon under the strong light .

"Pa", another sound.

Xu Fan shuddered, a huge force tore at him, pulling his soul out of his body, floating around, the feeling of weightlessness made him want to vomit, he barely held it back, and when he turned around, he felt like vomiting. Seeing Qin Yile, I couldn't hold back