in the dawn

Jiang Chengyun thought about it carefully, "Zhao Qing seems to hate Mo Nan very much. From his words, he can clearly feel that there should be a deep conflict between him and Mo Nan."

"That's true. Zhao Qing's words can indeed give people such a perception."

"I think there will be news from Li Moran tomorrow morning at the latest. We will get the photos tomorrow. Let's go to that barber shop. Maybe we will gain something." Qiao Yuchuan said lightly.

The next morning, Li Moran sent over his restored image. Looking at Zhao Qing in the picture, Jiang Chengyun raised his eyebrows, and then he sent the photo to Zhou Yan, asking him to take the photo for a visit.

Qiao Yuchuan and Jiang Chengyun drove together to the small barber shop hidden in the alley. The shop was not big, but the outside was cleaned quite cleanly. When the door was opened, there was a smell of cheap hair dye in the room, which was a bit pungent .

Jiang Chengyun walked in and showed his police officer ID, the shop owner quickly washed his hands, "Officer, what's the matter."

Jiang Seungyun found the restored photo, "Look at the person in this photo, do you have any impression?"

The boss wiped his hands and took the photo. He stared at the photo carefully, and then hurried into a room inside. Jiang Chengyun and Qiao Yuchuan looked at each other and became curious.

Not long after, the boss took a photo album and came out of the back room. He wiped the dust off the surface of the photo album, rummaged through it and found an old photo inside.

"I'm not sure, but the person in this photo looks like one of my high school classmates, that's it."

Looking in the direction the boss pointed, Jiang Chengyun narrowed his eyes, "What's the name of this person."

"Zhao Qing."

Hearing the name, Jiang Chengyun immediately took the photo over, "What do you know about this Zhao Qing?"

The boss thought about it carefully, "This Zhao Qing transferred to our school when he was a freshman in high school, and there is this girl with him."

Jiang Chengyun and Qiao Yuchuan looked at the past at the same time, and then they looked at each other, with the same thought in their hearts at the same time.

The boss said at this time, "I vaguely remember that Zhao Qing and this female classmate are both children of the orphanage, and they seem to have no parents, but I can't remember the specific reason."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of Sun Zehao and Li Bei from Ancheng High School. They are also children of the orphanage. Could there be any connection between them.

"About this girl, do you remember?"

The boss looked at it and nodded, "This girl is very beautiful. At that time, many students in the school liked her, but she was very withdrawn and usually only played with Zhao Qing."

"Do you remember the girl's name?"

"It seems to be called Zhao Nan, because they have the same surname, we thought they were brother and sister at the time."

Qiao Yuchuan and Jiang Chengyun squinted their eyes at the same time, "Write down the name of your high school."

Holding the note, Jiang Chengyun and Qiao Yuchuan walked out of the store and got into the car. Jiang Chengyun called He Lang, "Hurry up and find someone to check Mo Nan's information, don't miss any plot."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chengyun drove Qiao Yuchuan to Beihe No. [-] High School. On the way, Qiao Yuchuan looked at the old photo. Zhao Nan and Zhao Qing were standing together, and neither of them had anyone else's face on their faces. That kind of smile, on the contrary, is very indifferent, as if it doesn't fit in with the people around.

"See what?" Jiang Chengyun asked.

"Zhao Nan and Zhao Qing depend on each other. It can be clearly seen from the photos that the atmosphere between them is completely different from the surrounding atmosphere. They rely on each other to feel a sense of security."

As he spoke, Qiao Yuchuan raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, "But this is completely different from what we analyzed before."

"We heard Zhao Qing's dislike and hatred for Mo Nan from his words, but what I can see from this photo is that they depend on each other and have a close relationship."

Jiang Chengyun turned the steering wheel, "Zhao Qing is lying, because you mentioned Mo Nan, so he made such an assumption based on your doubts about Mo Nan."

"This kind of assumption can put Mo Nan in trouble, but at the same time, as long as he is found to have lied, Mo Nan will be safe."

"As we said at the time, Mo Nan is a victim."

"As long as we can't find the secret relationship between him and Mo Nan, Mo Nan will be safe."

As Jiang Chengyun said, he parked the car and registered to enter Beihe High School. After explaining his purpose to the dean, the two came to the school archives room. Because the time is too long, it is difficult to find the files and insiders. .

Jiang Chengyun and Qiao Yuchuan rummaged through the file room for a while, and finally found a file box with the same date on the top of a shelf in the corner, but when they opened it, they found it was empty.

The archivist couldn't stop shaking his head when he saw this situation, and he didn't know why the box was empty. Seeing this situation, Jiang Chengyun and Qiao Yuchuan had no choice but to ask the dean for the information of Zhao Qing's former head teacher .

The two searched the past according to the information, but found that the registered address turned out to be a construction site, and when they dialed the phone number, it also showed that no one answered.

Standing outside the empty construction site, Jiang Chengyun took out a cigarette from his pocket a little irritably, "What do you think?"

"Isn't this situation very similar to when we investigated Sun Zehao? When we followed everything through the investigation, we found that all the clues were cut off and there was nowhere to be found."

Hearing Qiao Yuchuan's words, Jiang Chengyun took a deep breath and took a long time to stop swearing. His years of experience as a police officer told him that there must be a huge conspiracy behind this case, and this conspiracy pointed to a person he didn't know. Willing to think about the possibility.

"Cheng Yun, maybe it's just the beginning."

Qiao Yuchuan's words brought Jiang Chengyun back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Qiao Yuchuan, then turned around and pressed his shoulder, "Don't think too much."

Qiao Yuchuan looked up at him and shook his head, "I've had this feeling for a long time."

Jiang Chengyun pulled Qiao Yuchuan into his arms and patted him on the back lightly, "Even if it is, it's fine, with me here, it must be fine."

Qiao Yuchuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his hand to respond to Jiang Chengyun's hug, greedily absorbing the warmth brought to him by the other party, as the sun fell, his icy body slowly recovered, gradually feeling the scorching heat in this world temperature.

Qiao Yuchuan sighed slowly, took a step back, Jiang Chengyun let go of his hands and looked at him, the concern in his eyes made Qiao Yuchuan couldn't help laughing.

"I'm fine, I just thought of something."

"what?"

Qiao Yuchuan's eyes darkened, "If we analyze according to the current situation, Zhao Qing's purpose is to keep Mo Nan safe, then the existence of one person is the most unsafe for Mo Nan."

"Feng Zhen."

Qiao Yuchuan nodded, "Feng Zhen has a strong resistance and even hatred towards women, that's why he repeatedly murdered women with cruel means, without repentance."

"Let such a person stay by Mo Nan's side, will Zhao Qing let him live and die in his place?"

Jiang Chengyun's eyes were turbulent when he heard this, "You mean, Zhao Qing killed Feng Zhen?"

"Zhu Can pointed out that the person he saw in the stairwell was Feng Zhen, which means that Feng Zhen did appear in Qian Mingchao's room in Beihe City, and there is a ready-made corpse in that room now."

Jiang Chengyun was stunned by Qiao Yuchuan's words, and he frowned for a while, "There are fragments of the corpse in the refrigerator, which have just been pieced together. The corpse has no head, and cannot be identified."

"Feng Zhen is indeed cunning enough. He committed the crime back then and did not leave any traces that can be investigated."

Qiao Yuchuan shook his head, "It's hard to say. You can ask Captain Zheng. After all, he knows the case best. Moreover, if there are any traces to be found, he may have a different answer."

Without further ado, Jiang Chengyun picked up his mobile phone and called Zheng Chuyuan, "Old Zheng, is there anything recognizable about Feng Zhen?"

"Why do you ask that?" Zheng Chuyuan glanced at Fang Yingchi who was doing the ward rounds, and waved his hands in greeting.

"I found a headless male corpse here. I suspect it might be Feng Zhen."

"what?!"

"You mean Feng Zhen is dead?" Zheng Chuyuan frowned and asked.

"I can't be sure at the moment, so I want to ask you if there is anything that can be confirmed about Feng Zhen."

Holding the phone, Zheng Chuyuan lowered his head and thought for a while, "Feng Zhen was rescued by someone when he escaped for the last time, but that time I did hit him in the right shoulder with a gun."

"Can you still remember what gun you used at that time, send me the model number."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Chuyuan frowned, Fang Yingchi stood beside him and looked at him for a while, then reached out and took his mobile phone away, "Captain Zheng, you need to rest now, you always refuse to listen to advice, are you embarrassing the doctor?"

Zheng Chuyuan came back to his senses, with a smile on his lips, "Doctor Fang, it's too late for me to thank you, how can I say that I am embarrassing you."

Fang Yingchi glanced down at him, put the phone aside, "You should have a good rest."

When Fang Yingchi left, Zheng Chuyuan picked up his mobile phone and sent Jiang Chengyun a message. Looking at the message and pictures sent by Zheng Chuyuan, Jiang Chengyun immediately drove Qiao Yuchuan to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the City Bureau.

When the two returned to the detachment, Jiang Chengyun took his mobile phone and went to the forensic room, while Qiao Yuchuan walked to the side sofa and sat down. After a day of running around, he is a little tired now.

Sitting on the sofa, Qiao Yuchuan raised his head and closed his eyes. He held the glasses that he took off casually in his hand. His brain was constantly thinking. All the clues related to the case were connected in his mind and gradually became clear.

Suddenly his heart stopped, Qiao Yuchuan opened his eyes, looked down and saw his fingertips trembling unconsciously, he took a deep breath, got up, picked up his coat and walked out.