Suspected death is coming

If you ask Yuan Che whether he believes in ghosts or not, and he answers 100% that we are communist fighters, how can he believe in those superstitious things?

But if you really encounter an evil case, you will occasionally use ghosts and gods to express your unbelievable feelings.

But now the case has just started to be investigated, and the suspect has already appeared in the surveillance, and now it is just a matter of locking up and comparing with the worried people in this family, finding the murderer is almost easy.

Ke Ran suddenly said such a sentence, and Yuan Che and the others had just mentioned the topic of suicide girls. The two of them looked at Ke Ran, and the image of the ghosts of the three girls dragging the family to hell emerged.

Yuan Che shook his head. Although he thought of this possibility for a moment, he still said in a reproachful tone:

"There must be a basis for what you say, what is nonsense without evidence?"

Ke Ran made a face, stood at attention and saluted:

"Yes, I promise not to talk nonsense!"

Qiu Chen chuckled beside him:

"Your apprentice is quite obedient. I heard that he contributed a lot to the last case. If you solve strange cases this time, is it possible for you to be promoted?"

This time it was Yuan Che's turn to make a face. Promotion was more attractive to him than finding a useful clue.

He thinks that being the team leader is already his limit.Thinking of their captain's state of exhaustion and desperation before he was promoted to captain, I feel terrified when I think about it.

He absolutely can't do that kind of behavior, and he doesn't bother to do it.

Sometimes Guo Turong asked him, since you don't want to be promoted, what are you doing so desperately to solve the case?

He has asked himself this question countless times, but the answer is always vague.

If it is for the sake of eliminating harm for the people, he does not have such a noble sentiment, if it is for the pleasure of catching criminals, he does not have such a good mood, and finally he gave Guo Turong an answer:

"I seem to be in a daze. If the murderer is not found, I will feel uncomfortable all over."

After hearing this answer, Guo Turong stared at his face for a full minute without speaking, and finally concluded:

"You must have owed those deceased people in your previous life, and you are here to pay them back in this life."

Yuan Che was noncommittal, who knows!

Qiu Chen just smiled, and left the room with his own people, leaving only Ke Ran and Yuan Che looking at each other.

Yuan Che soon realized that after what happened yesterday, it was quite unwise for them to stay in a room like this alone, staring at each other.

He casually pointed to two rooms:

"You go and see those two, I'll look at these two, and see if I can find the reason why they are hated."

Ke Ran nodded, and strolled into a room near the left.

Yuan Che walked into another door. This room is also a bedroom. Compared with the luxurious decoration of the living room and kitchen outside, the furnishings are obviously simpler. There is a small wardrobe in the bedroom. It looks like an old-fashioned one. There is a side on the wardrobe full length mirror.

There are some clothes in the closet. When I open the closet, there is a scent of fragrance mixed with the long-term autumn smell of the clothes. It seems that the things here have not been touched for a long time.

Yuan Che simply turned it over, and the movement of turning made the musty smell stronger.

The bed in the bedroom is a small double bed, the head of the bed is separated from the bed, and there is a small gap in the middle. Yuan Che flipped the mattress, but found nothing special except some dust.

Except for these two places, the whole room can be clearly seen at a glance.

He was just about to walk out of the room, when he turned around, something seemed to flicker in the full-length mirror.

Yuan Che came back again, stood in front of the full-length mirror, looked at the bed behind him reflected in the mirror, turned back to the side of the bed, and found a shiny thing in the gap between the head of the bed and the bed, took a light with the flashlight, It is a head flower with rhinestones.

Yuan Che put on his gloves and picked up the hair flower for a closer look. He took out one of the evidence bags that Qiu Chen had left for him just now from his pocket, and put the hair flower in it.

He looked into the gap again, there was nothing but some dust and hair.

The other room is a study room. The books in a transparent glass bookcase are just for show at first glance. It seems that there are new and new books that no one has read.In addition to the bookcase, there is also a wine cabinet in the room. Some wine bottles in it are already empty, probably because the wine bottles are very delicate, so they have been kept in it.

On the desk are two computers, a large-screen monitor, and a comfortable sofa that can be turned into a lounge chair.

Yuan Che opened the bookcase, and the books inside were all hardcover editions, and they were arranged in layers according to the thickness of the books. He stroked the spine of the books, took a rough look, and finally stopped his fingers on a book.

This book is a revised version of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales in hardcover. It is obviously not of the same type as other books like Zi Zhi Tong Jian, but the color of the spine and the thickness of the book can match well.

What attracted Yuan Che's attention was not the name of the book, but some worn marks on the spine.Among these books is particularly obvious.

He took out the book, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

A good book has been hollowed out to form a groove like in spy movies and spy movies, and a mobile hard disk is placed in the groove.

Yuan Che took out the mobile hard disk, put the book on the table, and when he turned on the computer, Ke Ran poked his head from the door:

"What did you find?"

Yuan Che raised the mobile hard drive in his hand, pointed to the books on the table, and was too lazy to speak.

Ke Ran walked in briskly, seeming to enjoy Yuan Che's gesticulating gesture. Since Yuan Che signaled him to read it for himself, he walked over to open the book happily, and couldn't help being amazed when he saw the groove inside. :

"I don't know who came up with this. Every time I watch a movie like this, I think it would take a lot of work to dig out the book like this, and the weight of the whole book will be different. Especially Those who put such books in the library management section always feel unreliable, how can he guarantee that they will not be borrowed?"

"How about we buy a copy and try digging?" Yuan Che said in a sarcastic tone.

"What else to buy? There are so many here, just take out one and try it."

Yuan Che glared at him and stopped talking.

Yuan Che inserted the mobile hard drive and clicked the mouse.A dialog box for entering a password popped up on the computer.

"Damn, it's really become a spy movie, and it even has a password."

Ke Ran smiled with great interest and said:

"Since it's so secretively hidden, there must be something strange inside. I don't know if the people in our technical department can solve it. I'll look for it again. There are things hidden here, and maybe there are things hidden in other rooms. I'll follow the spy code. Search the method in the battle again."

Seeing Ke Ran leave the room, Yuan Che seemed to relax a lot.He didn't unplug the hard drive immediately, but looked around. There were several ornaments on the table in the study room, a photo frame, and the photos of the family of three in the photo frame looked happy.The walls of the study were bare, with no other decorations except a stopped clock, not even a picture.

He took a closer look at the photo frame, took it apart, and saw that there was nothing in it, except that there was a set of dates in the lower right corner of the photo.

He pulled out the keyboard and typed in the date, and a dialog box popped up showing that the password was wrong.

He tried again and typed the initials and full spelling of the three people's names, but it still showed an error.

Ke Ran looked in again:

"You'd better pay attention, don't lock it, or it will be troublesome if it explodes directly like in the movie."

Yuan Che silently handed him a roll.

He tried again to put the initials of the family of three in order, and handsomely hit the Enter key.

This time, a dialog box popped up showing: Dozens of wrong passwords, the hard disk is automatically formatted.

Yuan Che stared at this dialog box with his mouth slightly open. He watched the progress bar of computer formatting advancing at an extremely fast speed, and hurriedly unplugged the mobile hard disk from the computer.

Ke Ran really hit the spot.But why is there no reminder here that he will be formatted if he enters too many times?

I don't know if such a hard drive can recover data.Yuan Che punched his desk angrily.

Ke Ran stuck his head in for the third time:

"Failed? How? Locked or formatted?"

Yuan Che kept his mouth shut and said nothing, put the hard disk into the book, and put the book into the evidence bag:

"Did you find anything?"

"I didn't find anything else, except that there was a box in the cabinet in their master bedroom, which contained a thick stack of supermarket shopping receipts. Maybe there is some useful information in it. I'm going to take it back and take a closer look. It’s wonderful to have the jewelry box of this hostess, it’s high-end and elegant, and any one you take out can be worth your year’s salary.”

Yuan Che looked at the computer again, but didn't find anything special in it, so he waved to Ke Ran.

Ke Ran ran in bluntly:

"What's your order?"

Yuan Che pointed to the host computer:

"Move away."

Without asking why, Ke Ran directly put the receipt box in his hand with the book, unplugged the power and moved the case, put the book and box on top of the case, and walked out of the study.

Returning to the police station was still on the subway, Yuan Che leisurely leaned on the carriage with both hands empty.Ke Ran hugged the case, dodging the people who came and went, with a hard-working look.

When they entered the police building one after the other, they happened to bump into the chief who came out accompanied by a person. Seeing the sharp contrast between Yuan Che and Ke Ran, and seeing Ke Ran's face and body drenched in sweat, he felt guilty. looked at the person next to him.Immediately called Yuan Che to stop:

"Yuan Che, how can you let Ke Ran take things by himself? Shouldn't two people share the mission with each other?"

Before Yuan Che could speak, Ke Ran stared at the box with his chin and said with a smile:

"Director, our team leader was injured. He needed to rest. I was afraid that he would stretch the wound, so I offered to move them all. I don't blame the team leader."

"Injured? When did it happen? Why didn't you report it?" The director's expression immediately changed to a look of concern for his subordinates. Yuan Che gritted his teeth and said with a forced smile:

"It's all right, it's just that he slipped to the waist when he was arrested, just take care of him."

"Oh, it's fine."

At this time, the distinguished guest who had been standing silently by the side spoke:

"You are Yuan Che?"

Yuan Che had noticed just now that this grizzled man, although his hair was already grey, his face was rosy, and he did not look old.The voice was full of air, with an orderly tone.

This emphasizes that it is bigger than the bureau chief.

Yuan Che nodded, looked at the director waiting for his introduction, before the director could speak, Ke Ran behind him spoke first;

"How did you come?"

As soon as these words were uttered, Yuan Che seemed to hear the voice of the chief gasping slightly. Yuan Che saw the look of disdain and dissatisfaction on the face of this energetic old man, and vaguely guessed who this character was.

"You don't need to worry about where I go. Your name is Yuan Che, and I want to talk to you."

This person's words are not inquiries, not like orders, but they carry undeniable weight.

Yuan Che pursed his lips and tightened his nose, wanting to rebuff, but Ke Ran took the lead again behind him:

"What do you want to talk to him about? Talk to me about something."

Yuan Che frowned, feeling that he was sandwiched between two people. The situation was very delicate. At the same time, he was very dissatisfied with Ke Ran's act of protecting him. Why did he, Yuan Che, need others to protect him?

"Okay, where should we talk?" Yuan Che originally didn't want to dump this important person, but after Ke Ran said this, he wanted to hear what this person wanted him to do.

"I'll wait for you at the coffee shop a street away. See you in 10 minutes."

The big man greeted the chief, ignored Ke Ran and walked out of the gate of the police station.

There were three people left, each looking at his back thoughtfully.