Since Zhu Yu got off the car, he attracted the eyes of the surrounding people. Zhou Zhen ran to keep up with the pace of the two, looking up at the balloon held by Zhu Yu. A look of curiosity: "Brother Yu, are you caring about the nephews and nieces in the third game?"
Zhu Yu turned his head and put his hand into Zhou Zhen's hand: "Boy, hold it, you have to run again."
Zhou Zhen raised his eyebrows downwards: "It's not Brother Yu, why did you give this to me? I'm not familiar with my nephews and nieces? Besides, this little brother Fang has no children yet? And Team Zhang..."
Zhou Zhen obediently closed his mouth when Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang turned their heads to look at him at the same time.
As soon as the three of them entered the office door, Zhu Yu slammed the brakes, Zhou Zhen almost ran into him and stopped immediately. Zhu Yu turned to look at him with a smile, and gave Huo Xiaofang a stare.
Zhou Zhen quickly held the rope in his hands, the balloon fell between him and Zhu Yu, then turned around, and Zhu Yu grabbed him as soon as he lifted his foot.
"Boy, why are you going?"
Huo Xiaofang looked at Zhou Zhen with a smile. Zhou Zhen was a little confused by the two of them. He sat down consciously and looked at them with a pair of uneasy eyes.
Zhu Yu laughed, Huo Xiaofang also laughed, Zhou Zhen followed with a ha ha ha smile. Since the photos of suicides appeared ten years ago, the air in the criminal investigation office was relatively depressed and gloomy. The trio of small noises made the air no longer feel so oppressive.
Huo Xiaofang prepared the tape recorder, and Zhou Zhen sighed, with a fateful expression on his face, Zhu Yu handed a balloon to his hand. Zhou Zhen opened the knot, leaned his mouth up, sucked for a while, and then took it away: "Brother Yu!" When the voice came out, he was stunned.
Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths rose.
The three of them sat down, Zhou Zhen kept saying'umhhmm'. Huo Xiaofang: "Wait, it will automatically recover." Zhou Zhen pouted and nodded aggrievedly.
Zhu Yu: "Should I find a child with a tone similar to Tan Yaoyao next?"
Huo Xiaofang stretched out his hand, and Zhu Yu slapped him. Zhou Zhen looked left and right, I was dissatisfied.
"Yes, it's just to find a child with a voice similar to Tan Yaoyao. If the sound after inhaling helium is similar to that on the tape, it can prove that the crying voice is Tan Yaoyao."
Zhou Zhen: "Leave it to me. I will immediately go to Grandpa Tan Yaoyao's house to see if there are any brothers and sisters with similar voices."
Zhu Yu: "Go, kid!" The words fell, Zhou Zhen had already rushed out the door.
A lot of people surrounded the publicity column at Shicheng Bus Station. A man in his forties was passing behind the crowd, and when he stopped, he squeezed into it.
A picture of a woman caught his eyes. After rolling his eyes a few times, he pulled out the crowd and walked towards the back of the farmer's market. In the end, he stopped in front of a row of old wooden and tiled houses and took out the key to open the door.
The layout of the room is the same as when he left. After closing the door with his backhand, he quickly entered the bedroom, rummaging and finding nothing. The clenched teeth and indifferent eyes made the air in this room even more inhuman.
Some anxious men kicked over the trash can as they walked back and forth. An unpleasant smell diffused in the room, and he saw that the garbage inside had rotted. He stretched out his hand to cover his nose and mouth, and looked for it in the cabinet in the room, but still nothing.
Before leaving the house, he glanced at the trash can again, and muttered, "Really at the police station? ', the door slammed shut.
(End of this chapter)