The sky praises people's skills, just like her name, occasionally sunny, and occasionally thunderstorms, people can't figure it out.
He Jueyun privately thought that the four words "beautiful work" had been given some subtle meaning in the extensive use of netizens, and were not suitable to be used as words of comfort.
He embraced the sky and took her away from Tian Rui to prevent her from stimulating this fragile girl again.
The scene has been basically searched, and it stands to reason that He Chuanzhou can lead the team to stop work, but in the current situation, she does not dare to leave Tian Rui at home alone.
She has few female police officers, most of them are rough men, and Tian Rui is a girl, which is not suitable.
In the middle of the night, she couldn't find a suitable candidate, so she would have to stay by herself tonight.
He Chuanzhou made a look at He Jueyun and asked the two of them to go back to rest first.
Seeing that it was getting late, He Jueyun pulled Qiong Qiong to leave, and finally said, "Contact in time if you need to."
He Chuanzhou walked over and whispered at the door: "Find a reliable psychological counselor and come over early tomorrow."
He Jueyun agreed: "Okay.
I'll have someone contact her at seven tomorrow morning and come over to take over for you. "
As he said, he glanced at Tian Rui who had not calmed down yet, and He Chuanzhou noticed his gaze and smiled: "The flowers of the motherland still need to be taken care of.
Good night. "
He Chuanzhou closed the door, raised his hand and wiped his face with force, and then let out a sigh of relief.
She opened her eyes and looked at the people in the room who were still waiting for instructions. She waved her hand and asked them to clean up the scene and lead Tian Rui to her own room.
He Chuanzhou felt that it would be a long time until seven o'clock in the morning. She couldn't wait to fly back to the bureau to start her work, and she thought she could continue for another 48 hours.
Every time there is a major breakthrough in the case, she will get this kind of incentive that is like being reborn.
Her staff, however, don't think so.
After the excitement and high pressure, there is a strong abdominal emptiness.
When He Chuanzhou came out of the house, several police officers were sitting in a row, with pitiful and tired faces written on their faces, and asked carefully, "He team, can we eat a bowl of instant noodles first?"
Seeing this scene, He Chuanzhou laughed and said, "Eat it.
Remember to disperse after eating. "
"yeah!"
Several people cheered a little, took out the instant noodles and sausages they brought, and started to eat this late supper.
A young police officer put a box of soaked cup noodles in front of her and said attentively, "He team, yours."
He Chuanzhou lifted the lid and stirred the noodles, and said casually, "After eating the noodles, I went back and wrote the report."
Everyone's expressions froze, and they raised their heads and wailed in disgust: "No way
! "
He Chuanzhou said displeasedly, "What's wrong
Is the evidence correct
Has the suspect been found
Even before the goal is confirmed, you start to relax? "
Everyone complained awkwardly: "The main reason is that it's almost 1 o'clock now... Everyone is very tired."
He Chuanzhou then took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and found that the time was indeed inappropriate.
It's really not good for them to do their criminal investigation. It's worthless for their lives, especially grassroots personnel.
He Chuanzhou slowed down his tone and approved: "Go back and have a good rest after eating, and report on time tomorrow.
After these two days, I will give you a vacation. "
Human happiness is so simple.
A group of young people were instantly overjoyed, and after eating instant noodles rustlingly, Ma Liu cleaned up the scene and went back with the collected evidence.
He Chuanzhou urged: "Be careful when driving."
"Know it!"
·
From going out to getting into the car, Qiongcang behaved very calmly, and she felt that her mood was also very peaceful, and there was not much turbulence because of this small discovery.
However, there was an inexplicable heat on her body, which even the cool breeze in the late autumn night could not suppress.
As soon as Qiongcang lowered the car window, He Jueyun shut him back.
She waited and didn't give up, opened a small slit again, and blew at her clever little head.
"Don't fool around."
He Jueyun raised the window again and criticized, "It's raining today, what kind of wind are you blowing on such a cold day?"
Firmament: "..." was completely oppressed.
She took the car home peacefully, and it was already half past midnight when she arrived successfully.
The two have not eaten since the afternoon after a long lunch.
Standing at the door of the quiet room at this time, the three major choices in life troubled them together.
He Jueyun tangled for a while, and then went back to his room to take a shower. Qiong took off his coat and walked into the kitchen.
When He Jueyun entered the bathroom, his mind was a little muddled. After washing, he realized that he didn't bring his pajamas.
Anyway, it was his own bedroom outside, so he didn't care much, just wiped his hair with a towel and went straight out.
The door of the toilet was pushed open, and while the hot air gushed out, the cool wind was engulfed in the outside. He Jueyun moved his nose and smelled the smell of red oil mixed in the air.
He Jueyun's dazed mind didn't turn around, he pushed open the door and walked out.
His eyes widened immediately, and He Jueyun finally saw Qiong sitting in front of his windowsill eating supper.
The air was dead silent.
He Jueyun's brain fell into a complete blank, and it was not until Qiong Cang swept him up and down with a teasing attitude and made a gesture towards him that he recovered from his astonishment.
He Jueyun took one or two steps, quickly backed away, and slammed the door with a bang.
The sky was shaken by the shock.
He Jueyun roared angrily from behind the door: "You come in, don't knock on the door! Why are you a hooligan, are you
! "
He Jueyun rummaged through the boxes for a while, and successfully found a brand-new bathrobe from the storage compartment in the corner. He shook off his clothes, prepared to put them on, and went to the mirror to take a look.
The man in the mirror has a handsome face and a sturdy figure, with broad shoulders to a narrow waist, and there is hardly a trace of fat.
Yes, it is definitely far beyond the standard of being rogue.
The firmament is a crime.
He Jueyun touched his chin and put on his bathrobe.
He opened the door aggressively, and found that Qiongqiang was still eating noodles calmly, as if nothing had happened.
He Jueyun walked over, put one hand on the windowsill, lowered his head and said, "Do you think that's the end?"
Qiong turned his head, thought about it, and whistled at him.
He Jueyun was so angry that he grabbed her ears.
The sky said it! she said! Embarrassing things can be let go, why do you have to bring them up
This kind of reversal of old accounts is uneasy and kind.
Qiong Cang said innocently: "I called, but you didn't hear me.
I came in with the plate still in my hand. "
He Jueyun said, "That's because your voice is bad!"
Qiong nodded in agreement.
No problem, objective facts.
He Jueyun thought about it for a second, felt that something was wrong, and asked again, "You didn't order... What are your thoughts?"
Qiong Cang stared at him and examined him deeply. He felt that Brother Q was not a pure person.
Qiong Cang said: "You can rest assured that everyone is an adult, and I am also a responsible person."
A little surprise flashed in He Jueyun's eyes, and then encouraged her to continue.
Qiongcang was very clear and said that he didn't have to worry: "I will look at it from an academic point of view like a mature person, and simply regard the human body as a mass of flesh."
He Jueyun's expression changed colorfully, so wonderful.
He stammered out a sentence: "Go out! My eight-pack abs are just a piece of meat in your eyes?"
Qiongcang said hesitantly, "The eight pieces of meat?"
He Jueyun jumped with anger: "Why don't you get all the way
! "
Qiong Cang said slowly: "There's no need to scold people."
He Jueyun said gloomily: "I'll give you another chance, and you will say it again."
For the first time, Qiongcang encountered a problem with emotional intelligence on the question of how many pieces of meat there are in the human body.
"muscle."
Seeing that the sky couldn't hide, it felt hard to swallow, "Eight muscles."
"Yeah, there are no eight-pack in academics."
He Jueyun said, "A certain adult said he was responsible, and I didn't force it, right?"
Qiong Cang struggled: "It's all this era..."
"So many people in modern society are irresponsible. Our family has developed to this day, relying on tradition."
He Jueyun interrupted her and said, "My parents and my mother's love is also very traditional.
Our whole family is very traditional! "
The sky is melancholy.
As expected, there are no pure-bred honest people in this world, and there is no lower limit to shameless.
He Jueyun glanced at her face, and suddenly began to hypocritically care: "There's no meat at all
There are many cans in the refrigerator of the small warehouse.
What canned seafood can be canned beef. "
Qiongcang shook his head: "I don't want it."
Excuse me.
scared.
"Really not?"
Qionggong was embarrassed again: "... Let's talk about it?"
Seeing her drooping head, He Jueyun felt both helpless and funny, so he didn't continue to talk nonsense with her, and said with a bang: "Okay, don't forget it.
Then don't eat here either, take your bowl out.
It also made my room smell oily. "
Indifference.
Qiong mixed with him for a while, and forgot what he wanted to say when he came to find him.
Holding the bowl of noodles in both hands, he stood up and turned to the door.
"And a bowl of noodles."
"mine."
He Jueyun glared at her, "Don't think about it."
Qiong Cang: "..." How can there be such an unreasonable person
·
Qiongcang was frightened by He Jueyun, and she was dreaming about bizarre things all night. The frequent appearance of beautiful men out of the bath made her spiritless.
He Chuanzhou dreamed of a police and bandit chase all night, and woke up the next morning with a radiant face.
The psychologist invited by He Jueyun came early, He Chuanzhou exchanged numbers with her, put on the coat from last night and left quickly.
She called Li Bureau to report the situation, Li Bureau responded calmly, and asked her to do things more safely and not to be impatient.
The more critical the moment, the less impulsive it becomes.
If the suspect can be locked down and there is evidence to conduct an open-face investigation, additional staff will be assigned to her.
He Chuanzhou was assured, and his mood became more and more agitated.
After returning to the office, let someone make a copy of the note from last night, and then contact a professor in the city who is familiar with pen writing and visit with the document.
The professor received a call from the public security early in the morning, thinking it was an urgent matter, and came to the school early to wait.
But I heard that the evidence was only a piece of cardboard with a short poem written on it, and I didn't have a clue in my heart.
He was afraid that He Chuanzhou had too much hope, so he gave her a vaccination after meeting.
"This is not necessarily obvious. There are still many people who learn the pen. If the other person learns several common writing methods and writes so-so, I may not know it.
If you want to investigate, you may be looking for a needle in a haystack. "
He Chuanzhou was also a little nervous, but she thought that with the arrogance of the people behind the scenes, he would not show his target a skill he learned so-so.
Since he wrote it, it must be available.
He Chuanzhou took out the copy from the bag, handed it over with both hands, and said, "Let's take a look."
The professor put on his glasses and put the paper in front of him to examine it closely. Because of his seriousness, the muscles around his eyes were tightly wrinkled, and the crease of the word "Chuan" was piled up above his eyebrows.
"It's really familiar. This person should have been practicing for a long time. There are not many people with this level."
The professor was overjoyed by this realization. He held on to his glasses and said, "Wait a minute, I don't remember exactly."
He Chuanzhou sat down opposite him: "You can do it yourself."
The professor got up and went to the back cabinet to search for a while, and then pulled out two heavy booklets from the bottom.
All the albums are all kinds of pictures.
There are brushes, fountain pens, and different ink paintings.
This is his personal habit. Whenever he sees the works he likes, he will use the camera to record them and flip through them occasionally, which can promote his inspiration.
He couldn't remember which part of the thing he was looking for, so he could only rummage from the beginning.
He Chuanzhou waited for him quietly.
Time passed by, and He Chuanzhou felt a cold sweat on his forehead.
They have been investigating this case for a long time, but because there is no evidence, it has only been carried out in secret.
In order to verify this untenable guess, they checked almost all the family backgrounds of Fan Huai, Ding Xihua and others, even including all the people around them.
However, the result was nothing more than looking for flowers in the fog.
After repeated failures, even He Chuanzhou had doubts about herself. Is all this her imagination
This was the first time they had come so close to their target.
If Tian Rui hadn't left a piece of paper on a whim, they might still be wandering aimlessly.
Facing this only breakthrough, He Chuanzhou said that it was impossible not to be nervous.
Finally, the person who was buried in the research on the opposite side made a move.
He Chuanzhou quickly stood up and walked behind him.
The professor pressed the paper with one hand and signaled with the other: "Look, it's very similar, right
The word 'le', and the word 'lane'.
Their writing is quite special, with obvious personal habits.
The average person is to swipe out or tick back, it is an upward tick.
The habit of these two words is the same as in this photo, and the other words are not different. "
He Chuanzhou is not a professional, but from her layman's point of view, she feels that the handwriting in the two photos is almost the same.
"I need more content to identify."
The professor took off his glasses, rubbed his forehead and said, "The style of characters written in different periods may also be different.
Best to show me the notes from the same time period. "
He Chuanzhou pointed to the picture and asked, "Whose is this copybook?"
The professor said, "Oh, a professor of social psychology at D University.
We also attended an academic lecture together some time ago. "
He picked up the phone, swiped several times, found a picture, enlarged it and handed it over.
"Look, it's him.
Li Lingsong, Professor Li.
He is also considered a leading figure in the industry, and you should know him. "
He Chuanzhou saw the person in the photo clearly and confirmed that it was not the same name, and his fingers trembled.
Of course she knew, she had seen this man several times in the archives.
"Oh, right."
The professor gestured, took back his mobile phone, opened the search software, and entered it according to the modern poem on the copy.
In the search results, a row of red indicates overlapping content, proving that it once appeared on the Internet.
This modern poem is selected from a certain poetry collection, and the author of this poem is marked by Li Lingsong.
"I'll just say it."
The professor wanted to understand, and felt his whole body relax, he smiled, "I feel familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.
This collection of poems was published by people from our association, and everyone has written several pieces.
There are two of mine in the back.
Oops, it's kind of embarrassing to think about. "
He Chuanzhou: "When did it come out?"
"It was a long time ago."
The professor closed the page with a smile, "At that time, I still had the energy to do these things, and I thought of writing a book as a souvenir.
It must be more than ten years.
what's wrong? "
"nothing."
He Chuanzhou took the things back, took a photo of the album on the table by the way, kept his face calm, and said, "Thank you for your help.
I have something else to do, so don't bother. "
"it is good."