At 8:25, Sanyao headquarters.
Qiongcang came to the designated game room on time and was about to enter when he saw Fan Huai approaching from a distance.
She deliberately waited at the door, and greeted Fan Huai when he passed by.
Qiong Cang smiled and said, "How is the work?"
Fan Huai pressed the button on his chest, took off his suit, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Not bad."
His department specializes in technical support, and there are a group of young people who are passionate about their work but not very good at handling complex social relationships.
Everyone is simple and stupid, and every day is filled with the smell of melon skin.
Fan Huai is currently in the learning stage. Under the guidance of his colleagues, he is slowly getting in touch with Sanyao's related business and Sanyao's entrepreneurial spirit... Although he thinks that it is worth noting the entrepreneurial spirit, those people dare to write about them in the background when they are crazy. The fanboy of the little boss also disguised as spam and sent it to the victim's account, enjoying the thrill of dancing on the tip of the knife.
Fan Huai liked this kind of life very much, but he was hesitant at the same time. He didn't know if he should tell his teacher that she was busy performing dog-blood love dramas in the minds of Sanyao staff every day.
#ruthless big devil VS passionate licking dog little girl#, #Golden Genius Brain VS the world's richest man#, #Lovely Ba Zong: genius wife, don't run#, #beautiful beauty: there is no man I can't handle in the world#… Sand sculptures like that.
Fan Huai took a deep look at Qiong Cang and thought it was okay.
pollute her world.
Qionggong read out the complexities that flashed on his face, a little inexplicable, changed the subject and asked, "Are you nervous?"
Fan Huai did not make a sound, and lowered his head slightly.
The copy of the murder that Sanyao has been working on for a long time is finally going to be tested, and the protagonist is Fan Huai himself.
It may be a cruel challenge for him to let him go back to the scene of the year and face the predicament at that time.
However, the pain of the unjust injustice was deeply engraved in his soul and was the source of all subsequent tragedies.
He had been delusional countless times about what would have happened if he could have walked out of the detention center.
This kind of imagination is useless.
But no one could help him out of this past except himself.
"nothing."
Fan Huai raised his head and chuckled, "It's long gone."
Qiong Cang is very serious: "I will bring you out."
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Players are welcome to come to Quanzhen simulation live game murder scene analysis (special time-limited copy), the identity of your application is the murderer.
The memory related to the case has been blocked. Please find the real murderer based on the existing clues and complete the scene restoration.
Status: QC (You are now a public official.
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Player Rating: 97 (You've beaten 99% of the nation!)
Fit with the role: 100% (Unlimitedly play yourself without discrediting your professional image.
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Plot progression: 50% (You caught a suspect who looked suspicious.
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Note that this game is automatically generated based on big data and criminal files, please carefully identify the clues that appear in the game.
The familiar transitional white fog shrouded in front of the sky.
Her brain was blank for a while, and it failed to work at the first moment. Obviously, this time, there were a lot of memories blocked.
She frowned, getting used to this feeling, quickly flipping through the plot introduction, and then closing the interface.
The scene gradually became clear, revealing the original appearance of the surrounding.
She was sitting behind a desk, and the sunlight filtered through the window, illuminating the whiteboard in front of her.
There are more than a dozen photos posted on it, and there are all kinds of dense connections. Obviously, the meeting has just ended and the case summary is over.
Qiong Cang lowered his head, turned over the notebook that was on the table just now, and read along the contents above.
Not long after, the door was knocked.
The other party knocked twice politely, and walked in without waiting for her to respond.
Qiongcang recognized He Jueyun, pointed to the chair opposite, and motioned him to take a seat.
Even if nothing happened, the live broadcast room where Qiong Tian belonged was already very lively.
To be precise, these audiences have been overexcited for a long time. Before Qiongcang has officially logged in, they have already swiped the entire comment area.
A rough scan is basically an unscrupulous large-scale confession scene.
"Come, come! Father Qiong, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come out now
Your long-lost son has automatically grown up, so I won't recognize him again if he is released, okay? "
"If you don't show up again, my wife, I won't be able to support my children.
You see, we have children who can form a country.
move"
"Thinking of your 365 days!"
"My daughter is not a newcomer, is she
Why is this monitor still following her? "
"I just said that this supervisor has been using the public for personal gain, and I guessed correctly."
"It seems that the three generations of Qiongcang's grandparents have gathered in the comment area."
He Jueyun entered the office, and before he could speak, he received a system warning.
Due to the large amount of reported information, it cannot be verified in a timely manner.
The supervisors are requested to restrain their self-behavior, and they will be criticized and dealt with if they are found to be in violation.
He Jueyun was stunned for a moment, this was definitely the most unjust warning he had ever received in history, and it must have been written by Song Shu and others.
After careful reflection, he felt that the worst thing he had done so far was to appear alive.
This text message on the station obviously carried the fear that the world would not be chaotic, and there was only Qiong Cang in front of him... He Jueyun turned his head and thought that he probably knew what was going on.
Qiong Cang put both hands on the table, moved the notebook forward a little, and his eyes were still glued to it.
After waiting for a while, I didn't hear He Jueyun speak, and a suspicious syllable came out of his mouth.
A hand reached up to her ear, carefully pinned the fragments on her forehead behind her ear, and pulled her collar straight, not even letting go of the folds at the corners.
His movements were slow, as if deliberately pulling the time.
The viewing angle of the live broadcast room stayed on He Jueyun's well-knotted hands, and even his movements that seemed to brush Qiong's side face were clearly captured, which made the picture seem particularly ambiguous.
The most important thing is that the firmament did not escape.
The comment area that was originally a gag, completely fell into madness after one second of the century's freezing.
Netizens shouted in unison.
Exclamation marks and chaotic memes flew through the box like a waterfall.
"God kill the old thief! Humiliate my father!"
"I'll say it! I'll say it! I'm gone!"
"Is Sanyao still looking for someone
kind of monitor.
I can work for free.
Smile"
"Why don't you pinch his dog's head
ah
Dad, you have changed! "
"no no!"
At this time, the complaints from the backstage really came like snowflakes.
Song Shu and the others were in a hurry, swallowing blood and tears, and almost wanted to kneel down for He Jueyun.
Sin!
He Jueyun received a cry and begged for mercy from the backstage, and then withdrew his hand in satisfaction and smiled towards the sky.
He pulled out his notebook and started talking about business.
"At around 9:30 p.m. on September 21, the deceased Liu, a female, was killed in the back alley of the HY community.
She was stabbed three times in the chest, all of which were deeply stabbed, and one of them pierced the liver, which was fatal.
"The murder weapon has not been found yet, but according to the results of the forensic autopsy, it should be a polished fruit knife with a very sharp front and a smooth blade.
Part of the blade shattered and remained in the body of the deceased.
Taken together, this is likely to be a premeditated murder.
"At 5:30 the next morning, Liu's body was found by nearby residents who woke up early and then called the police.
When the police arrived at the scene, the scene had been extensively damaged. "
He Jueyun put a row of photos in front of her.
Photographs document the crime scene from every angle.
The ground was very muddy because of the rain just last night.
The traces of last night were washed away by the rain, and the fresh footprints of the morning were left behind.
There are many messy footprints around the corpse, and the depth of those footprints shows that they were left after the corpse was discovered.
Nearby residents did not know how to protect the crime scene, making it difficult to obtain evidence at the scene.
Qiong turned over the photos one by one, and finally fixed them on the body of the deceased.
The woman closed her eyes, her face was swollen from the rain, and her whole body was bluish white.
Qiong Cang asked, "Are there any fighting injuries on the deceased?"
"No."
"Did anyone around you hear the cry for help?"
"No.
It rained heavily last night, and most people's doors and windows were closed.
In addition, the location of the murder is very close to the road, and many of the residents nearby are elderly. When we visited, everyone said that they did not hear any movement. "
He Jueyun demonstrated it with his hands: "The knife on the deceased's body was cut from the front, and the deceased did not resist, that is to say, the murderer suddenly attacked, but the deceased was completely defenseless, and the other party was probably someone she knew.
One of the three knives is on the lower side and the angle is upward, so when the incident occurred, one of the two should be standing on the steps and the other standing under the steps.
After the murderer stabbed the deceased, he quickly pressed the deceased to the ground, covered her mouth with his hands, and quickly chased two stabs to ensure her death, and then ran away in a hurry. "
He Jueyun took out a map and marked it with a red marker: "The escape route may be like this. Two witnesses happened to see the murderer leave."
The distance between the two sightings is quite far, and the route is a bit tortuous if connected by a red line.
Qiong looked at the icon and unconsciously rubbed his chin with his left hand.
"According to the testimony of witnesses, we restored the clothes the murderer wore that day, and used this as a standard for investigation, and soon found another witness.
The other party opened a store near the HY community, which has a history of more than ten years.
He provided us with the name of a suspect. "
He Jueyun put up the last photo.
"Ning Dongdong.
16 years old, currently in high school. "