The sky will be bright.
The top floor of a residential building.
The man sits on a simple wooden table, smoking a cigarette with his head down.
In front of you is a wall. There is no decoration on the wall, only various photos, pictures, newspaper clippings, and printouts of posts on the Yangtze River White Crane Forum.
And on his left is a huge French window.
On the window pane was written a row of numbers: 1, 2, 3... all the way up to 7.
The numbers 1 to 5 are all marked with a big cross-"X" with a red pen. There are only 6 and 7 left, and these two numbers are written larger than the other numbers.
The man lowered his head and took a few puffs, put the cigarette butt in a small airtight bag, and threw it into the garbage bag beside his feet. Then put on gloves as soft as skin, jumped off the table, swept everything off the wall, and put it all into the trash bag.
The walls became empty. He turned around again and wiped the writing on the glass window with a towel.
Finally, he looked around in silence, picked up a long wooden box in the shape of a violin, picked up the garbage bag full of traces of his life, pushed the door and walked out.
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Eight o'clock in the morning.
When Jin Xi walked into the office, she saw Leng Nian standing in front of the chattering table, holding a thermos bucket, pouring something for him, and there was a faint scent.
She leaned over: "What good stuff?"
Nagging replied: "Soup for hangover! Unexpectedly, Leng Nian actually woke up early in the morning to make sober soup for us! So virtuous, cold noodles, you actually have this side."
He coldly ignored his jokes, didn't even raise his eyebrows, just looked at Jin Xi: "Or?"
Jin Xi: "If you want it, of course you want it!" Immediately, she presented her cup, watching him pour, and sighing, "I can't imagine that besides Xu Sibai, I can meet another man who can cook! Cold noodles! , the charm value is on the table!"
Han Chen, who was behind the table not far away, looked up at her.
At this moment, Zhou Xiaozhuan walked in, holding a large paper bag in his hand, with a strong fragrance.
These few haven't had breakfast yet, so they all turned their heads to look over.
Xiao Zhuan waved the paper bag in front of them as if offering a treasure: "I heard that beef patties are the best for breakfast in the canteen of the provincial bureau. Today I waited in line for half an hour and finally managed to grab five in the last pot!"
"Wow!" Jin Xi and Nagao cheered the venue together.
He took out the wrapped beef patties one by one, gave one to Han Chen, and then distributed it to everyone.
In an instant, the office of the Black Shield Group was filled with the fragrance of beef.
Jin Xi holds the meat pie in both hands, taking bite after bite, enjoying herself. Looking up, everyone was eating with her. Except for Han Chen. He leaned back in the chair, just sitting like that, and he looked tall and had long legs. Holding the cake in one hand, the other hand is still operating the mouse, staring at the computer screen, chewing slowly.
He even looks so handsome when he eats. Jin Xi has already sensed this. Temperament is such a natural thing.
After eating, Nagging took out a bottle of xylitol chewing gum and threw it to everyone. Xiao Zhuan couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, "Xiao Bai, don't you think now... the atmosphere of our team is really good?"
He and Bai Jin Xi used to be a solid small group, often whispering in public. At this moment, Jin Xi also responded naturally, "Yes, it's a bit nauseous to be in love with each other."
The voices of the two of them were not too loud, not too small, and they babbled and laughed, and Han Chen and Leng Mian smiled at the same time.
Today is Saturday, and the police compound seems a little deserted. Just as Jin Xi turned on the computer, the phone rang.
It was said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would arrive, but it turned out to be Xu Sibai, who had not been in contact with him for several days.
Jin Xi picked it up and smiled: "You really didn't mention it. As soon as I mentioned you, your phone came."
Xu Shi was used to it. When she spoke to Xu Sibai, her tone was always a little softer, so she was more familiar. Nag and Xiao Zhuan both looked up at her.
Han Chen and Leng Mian did not respond.
On the other end of the phone, Xu Sibai's voice was as warm as ever: "Really? What did you mention me?"
Jin Xi smiles, "You said you can cook. What's the matter?"
"It's alright. I know about the serial shootings, and I'll call to ask you." He seemed to be driving, and there were vague horns and engine sounds around him. "Are you okay? Are you particularly busy?"
"Yeah. I'm quite busy." Jin Xi held the phone with one hand and tapped lightly on the table with the other hand, "But it's okay. I'm sorry I can't reveal the progress of the case."
Xu Sibai on the other end also smiled: "I don't care about the progress of the case. Then you pay attention to safety and take care of yourself." After a while, he said, "You are so busy, I will come to see you when I have time in a few days."
Jin Xi's eyes crooked with a smile: "Okay. Dude, I'll treat you to Lanshi's specialties. Come early! Oh, don't be too early, at least wait until we solve this case."
He smiled again: "I know. I'm hanging up."
Putting down the phone, Jin Xi hummed a song, tapped her fingers on the table a few times, and then continued to stare at the computer. Nagging but thiefly came over: "Bai Mei, you are too gentle to talk to that forensic doctor? It is as warm as spring to the forensic brother, but as sturdy as the autumn wind sweeps the leaves away to us revolutionary colleagues! "
Jin Xi rubbed a tissue and threw it on top of him: "Fuck you! I've been in friendship with him for so many years." Xiao Zhuan had to interrupt, "Then you don't know, Xiao Bai talks to Forensic Doctor Xu like this all the time. Gentle!"
Just as Jin Xi was about to refute, she heard a low and indifferent voice, which suddenly sounded: "Good chat? Do you want me to buy a bag of melon seeds?"
The three looked up and saw Han Chen resting one hand on the arm of the chair and clasping the other hand on the table, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were still fixed on the computer screen.
Nag and Xiao Zhuan immediately returned to their chairs and sat down.
Jin Xi bit her lower lip, lowered her head and started to work.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Han Chen's cell phone suddenly rang.
It was the leader of the traffic control department who called: "Han Chen! We found T's car! We are currently tracking it! You can immediately send police to arrest it!"
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five minutes later.
Provincial Bureau of Information Technology Division Monitoring Office.
The traffic control department is undoubtedly an explosive good news. The chain reasoning that Han Chen made earlier has finally been verified and effective.
The bureau leader, Qin Wenlong, and everyone in the Black Shield team all stood behind the IT staff, watching the real-time monitoring of the highway from the traffic control department.
Because the location of T was found far away from the provincial bureau, it was too late for them to drive there. So Qin Wenlong immediately dispatched the police officers of the district bureau and a team of special police officers to round up.
The first picture is 30 minutes ago, the traffic road of a certain viaduct. The traffic control department is explaining to the criminal police through communication equipment: "About half an hour ago, we found the suspect vehicle on the Changfeng viaduct outside the North Third Ring Road."
Everyone looked at the black Sega in the picture, and they were all refreshed.
At this time, on the other side of the communicator, the leader of the traffic control department said: "That... According to the search plan given to us by the Black Shield team, that time and space overlap Farha, it can be determined that it is this car that appeared before and after the three shootings. In the suspicious road section. And in the middle, he changed the license plate once, which is also a fake. But our technicians, based on the appearance of the vehicle and the mesoscopic judgment, must be the same car. "
Xiao Zhuan asked Bai Jin Xi in a low voice, "Do you think it's him?"
Jin Xi replied softly, "Yes."
Time, place, model, two fake license plates... There can be no one else.
"Where is he now?" Qin Wenlong asked.
The person in charge of the traffic control department replied: "After we found the suspect vehicle, we immediately tracked it down. However, after he got off the Changfeng Bridge, he lost track. Because there are several paths nearby, there are no cameras. But it doesn't matter, our people are on the way. We intensively collected his possible directions, no matter which exit he came from, he could not escape the eyes of our traffic police... Ah, what? Found it! Great! Lock the screen immediately! Team Qin, let your people come right away!"
The transmitted picture changed abruptly, and replaced it with a less wide road in a residential area. In the black and white surveillance screen, the car that is driving at a constant speed along the traffic flow, isn't it the T's Sega
Qin Wentaki immediately grabbed his mobile phone: "Attention all groups! Attention all groups! T's location will be sent to you immediately! T has heavy firearms. Once he leaves the crowd, he will be arrested immediately! Be sure to pay attention to safety!"
Everyone in the Black Shield group watched without blinking. And Han Chen stood at the front, his eyes dark and deep, revealing a shallow smile.
This smile made Jin Xi feel hopeful and excited.
This is undoubtedly a hunt that T did not expect. Because when he was driving on a relatively remote road and there were police cars in the front and rear, he suddenly accelerated, turned, and drove the car directly into a narrow dirt road with lotus ponds and weeds on both sides, which looked very dangerous . The police cars followed, swerved abruptly, and chased after them.
The monitoring screen is gone here.