Captain is a sick beauty

Xun Yin suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang's eyes were dark, and he looked back at Xun Yin motionlessly while biting his back molars.

Xun Yin's fingers hanging in the dark trembled. He didn't know Zhou Yang's intention of saying this, and was subconsciously about to ask, but Pei Qingyu suddenly walked back quickly.

"My eldest brother and brother Xuanmo's headsets can't be contacted, and the phone shows that they are not in the service area. Where did they go..."

Pei Qingyu said and looked up, seeing the confrontation between the two of them, his expression was startled.

"Captain, you go back to the police station first, I'll find Team Yan where they are." Xun Yin said hurriedly before Pei Qingyu asked.

He didn't look at Pei Qingyu, but looked at Zhou Yang with a cold expression.Pei Qingyu didn't ask any more, just stood behind Xunyin and scratched his palm lightly as before, and walked downstairs first.

It was almost early morning, and the huge light sign next to it flickered a few times, and the light suddenly dimmed a little.

In the darkness, Xun Yin spoke in a cold voice. Instead of asking Zhou Yang what he meant, he asked directly, "How do you know?"

Sure enough, Zhou Yang exposed everything as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How else do you know? Of course someone said it." Zhou Yang put away his usual arrogant and ostentatious look in front of Pei Qingyu, and folded his arms: "Otherwise, why do you think I came back?"

For a while there was only the whistling sound of electric lights from the lights. Zhou Yang folded his arms and waited for Xun Yin's response. He thought that Xun Yin would be angry or panicked, but he didn't expect Xun Yin to stand there for a while, and then he just dropped a word, and then He strode away and turned around.

"It doesn't matter. But...he can't know."

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Pei Qingyan and Song Xuanmo couldn't get in touch, so they really had gone somewhere to hide again.

Instead they lost signal purely due to geography.

"Why is it getting colder here?"

Song Xuanmo rubbed his arms and shivered slightly.

Pei Qingyan directly hugged him in front of his chest, the road under the iron ring was not wide, Pei Qingyan insisted on trapping Song Xuanmo with his whole body because of his size, at first glance it seemed as if he was completely hugged in his arms .

Song Xuanmo struggled but did not break away, and whispered: "Let go of me, what will happen if you are seen when you are too grown up."

"It's not warm, hehe." Pei Qingyan didn't respond, and hugged the person even tighter, "There's no one here, it's okay, if someone really came, I'll slap your face in my arms, no one can tell... "

"Shut up you."

Song Xuanmo nudged him lightly with his elbow and didn't struggle anymore.The road under their feet seems to be sloping down a little bit, and it seems to be getting deeper into the ground a little bit.

The cold air was getting heavier and heavier, and when it reached the end, Song Xuanmo's breath had turned into a faint white mist.

"hiss..."

Song Xuanmo pushed the iron door in front of him, but was so cold that he shrank his hands.Pei Qingyan behind him couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, Song Xuanmo turned around and gave him a harmless look, pursing his lips.

"Hey, I'll do it..." Pei Qingyan pressed the shoulder of the person in front of him, wanting Song Xuanmo to hide behind him, but Song Xuanmo swung him open without Chengxiang, and waved him away.

"I'll try again."

The always gentle Doctor Song suddenly lost his temper. He flicked his sleeves, wrapped his sleeves around his palms twice, and pushed hard towards the rusty iron door again.

"How about it?"

Standing behind him, Pei Qingyan poked his head out and asked kindly.

"...First let me say that it's not my problem." Song Xuanmo was silent for a while, then turned his head and said innocently: "It's locked."

"Hahahahahaha." Pei Qingyan couldn't help laughing loudly, he let Song Xuanmo wave his hand and pat him again, then walked to the door and squatted down to look at the keyhole.

Pei Qingyan was tall, standing in front of the door and blocking the lock tightly. Song Xuanmo just looked out curiously, but saw Pei Qingyan standing up suddenly, took two steps back and slightly bent his knees.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Song Xuanmo hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late, Pei Qingyan quickly stepped forward and kicked him.

The iron door opened in response.

"You are so strong now? Can you kick open iron doors?"

Song Xuanmo's blocking words were stuck in his throat, and he asked in surprise.

"Ah Momo, what did you say?" Pei Qingyan turned around with a puzzled expression on his face, he was still holding two wires in his hand and was putting them in his pocket.

Song Xuanmo looked down slowly: "...you picked the lock?"

"Yeah, I'm going fast." Pei Qingyan nodded seriously.

"Then why are you running up and kicking the door?"

"Handsome, and I pick the lock very fast, as if I just kicked the door open in one go." Pei Qingyan remembered something and turned to look at Song Xuanmo: "By the way, Momo, are your hands really okay? ?Do you want..."

"I'm fine!" Song Xuanmo thought that he was worried about his feet just now and fed the dog with all his heart.He felt the tips of his ears burn, and walked in first without looking back.

The smell inside the iron gate was not pleasant, and the bloody smell that hit his face made Song Xuanmo tilt his head and coughed in a low voice.

"Hey, Momo, are you okay, hide behind me slowly."

Pei Qingyan hurriedly moved the person behind him. Song Xuanmo waved his hands while blushing from coughing, and asked intermittently at Pei Qingyan, "Cough cough, Qingyan, first take a look at what's inside."

"okay."

Pei Qingyan turned around obediently. He turned on the flashlight and looked in. Even though he had been a criminal | policeman for many years, the scene in front of him still made him gasp.

— Inside are piles of blood bags that have been exhausted.

Pei Qingyan frowned and squatted down to pick up a bag. Most of the blood in it had dried up into lumps. The blood in some bags was dark and black. If you didn't distinguish carefully, you almost thought it was the mixed patterns on the bag. It was weird and silent.

Song Xuanmo took two steps, and picked up another bag in the corner. Before he could use any force, he could hear the "creaking" sound of plastic being frozen.

He tilted his head and coughed again, squatting beside Pei Qingyan while calming down.

Song Xuanmo frowned and rummaged around, took the blood bag closest to him and handed it to Pei Qingyan.

"This should have been thrown here recently. The blood is relatively fresh, so you can take it back to check the DNA, and the rest—" Song Xuanmo looked around: "It's been too long, there are chemical substances in the bag that are damaged, and you can also take it with you. Go back and try, but it may be difficult to detect valid information."

"There are probably two bags of different specifications in here. It may be that the factory has been changed once during this period, and the production source is different." Pei Qingyan roughly divided the bags in front of him into two piles, looked left and right, and suddenly picked up one and said: "Mo Mo, look at this."

Song Xuanmo took the bag that Pei Qingyan handed over, and saw Pei Qingyan pointing to the bottom line number and asked: "This looks familiar to me, Momo, do you remember where you saw it?"

Song Xuanmo squatted aside and recalled carefully for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

There was still an uninterrupted chill inside the iron gate. Pei Qingyan was physically strong. Seeing Song Xuanmo's body tremble slightly, he stood up and moved towards him, trying to wrap him with his own body temperature.

Even so, Song Xuanmo still felt chills staring at the string of serial numbers.