crime profiler in the dark

Bai Haolin's breathing became short, he connected the storage to his mobile phone, and sure enough read dozens of photos from it.

The photos were taken in the afternoon when Tang Jiarong called Bai Haolin. Each photo was taken on a page in a ledger. At first, Bai Haolin thought it was evidence of money laundering in the gym, but the more he looked at it, the more it became clear. I don’t think it’s right, the ledger records the time and quantity of frozen ingredients delivered by the express freight company each time. It should be a very ordinary account, but there are always some strange numbers and symbols in the last column, starting from 300β to 800§ varies.

"Extreme Freight?!" Lu Yaming had a little impression of the name, she thought for a while, "The professional manager of the company has investigated the multinational catering group that Xing Hongming mentioned, and it seems that Extreme Freight is a subsidiary of it?" Although Bai Haolin warned her not to interfere, but she still couldn't help but want to help him, even if it was only a small amount.

Bai Haolin nodded slightly: "Well, it's this one." He vaguely felt that these numbers were related to the new drug "angel" that Tang Jiarong called.

There are more than [-] photos of the account book, and the photos in the back have changed. It is no longer the freight account of the express freight company, but the names of some companies written in a handbook. Because the handwriting is extremely scribbled, Bai It took Haolin a lot of effort to recognize the names of some companies.

"Hey, I remember meeting the chairman of these companies at Xing Hongming's dinner." Lu Yaming recognized some of them.

Lu Yaming's words also confirmed that it was Bai Haolin's idea. Indeed, there are several companies here that have had dealings with Xing Hongming, but they suffer from the fact that they always enter a secret room, which is heavily guarded, and there is no way to know them. plotting something.

Some of the names of these companies were marked with a "√", some with a "△", and some with a "×". At this time, the two noticed that there were also names of humble houses, but there was a "◇" symbol in front of them.

"What does this mean?" Lu Yaming didn't know why.

"It's probably related to the merger of 'Veryyum'." Bai Haolin frowned, it seems that Xing Hongming's desire to intervene in the humble house was premeditated!

"Mr. Bai, I decided to agree to his request to merge the group! Otherwise, we will never know what he wants to do." Lu Yaming said firmly.

"Even if you agree to the company merger, he will not let you intervene in core affairs." Bai Haolin still objected.

"But..." Lu Yaming wanted to say something, but Bai Haolin interrupted her:

"Xing Hongming is not simple! You can't get close to him!" Even for me.He added in his heart, but it was hard to say.

Lu Yaming bit his lower lip lightly, without making a sound, but he already had an idea in his heart.

These photos are not enough to convict Xing Hongming, nor can they explain what illegal activities he is engaged in. Even if they are handed over to the prosecutor, they can only be regarded as indirect evidence at best, and it is impossible to do anything about Xing Hongming. But why did Tang Jiarong lose his life because of this?Bai Haolin thought carefully.

In order to prevent himself from missing anything, he looked through the photos again, and saw that the last one still had no clues. Suddenly, he thought of a question: Who took these photos?

Tang Jiarong is the coach of the legendary gymnasium. Of course, it is impossible to have access to information that is closely related to Xing Hongming. He mentioned that there is an informant, that is to say, there is a "deep throat" in Xing Hongming's criminal group. The same person, he was providing these important information to Tang Jiarong, and Tang Jiarong died in the line of duty to protect his true identity? !

Thinking of this, Bai Haolin suddenly became enlightened!Only in this way can we explain why Tang Jiarong knew that Xing Hongming was related to "Angel"!That's the only way to explain the origin of these photos!Only in this way can everything make sense!

But who is this person? !

Anyway, this is already a big step forward for Bai Haolin!

Bai Haolin sent Lu Yaming back to Lu's residence, but he didn't notice that a dilapidated white van was following them all the time. In the van, the private detective Zou Zhide who had been watching them secretly took photos of them in the car while mumbled:

"What the hell are these two doing?" His intuition told him that Bai Haolin and Lu Yaming must be hiding some secret, but the key is how to dig out this secret and turn it into what he wants.

Just when Bai Haolin got the precious materials left behind, Lanshan Psychiatric Hospital, West Campus, negative second floor

Hearing the visitor's narration, the gray-haired man shook the red wine glass in his hand while admiring the completed oil painting in front of him, and said with a smile: "The plan has been disrupted, Barbelit."

"Sorry, I didn't expect Zou Jun to be killed in the detention center." The other party's voice was a little frustrated.

"Even if one oar is missing, it will still not hinder the long-distance voyage of the giant ship." The gray-haired man didn't care.

"But..." He wanted to say something else.

"The middle game is coming to an end." The corner of the grey-haired man's mouth rose slightly.

"Yes, I know what to do next."

The visitor was about to leave when the gray-haired man suddenly said: "Bai Haolin, I want to see him again."

After hearing his words, the man stopped and stood, his expression changed slightly, and he asked vigilantly, "Why?"

The gray-haired man didn't answer, but just took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and the man could only respond, "I'll try my best to arrange it." Having said that, his attitude was like a respectful but gloomy wall.

After the man left, the gray-haired man picked up the red windbreaker on the sofa, but he didn't put it on. Instead, he brought it to his mouth and nose and took a deep breath. The smell was sweet and fragrant. He closed his eyes and felt For example, an addict does not want to breathe in the smell of drugs, just to lock in the extremely high-pitched pleasure that brings the brain.