police station.
"Captain Qian, Dong Feng's body was found on the outskirts of the city." The deputy captain ran in quickly, forgetting to knock on the door.
Qian Yikun suddenly raised his head, stood up quickly and ran out.
This is the third life, before they can take advantage of Dong Feng.
Qian Yikun had a vague feeling that Dong Feng's death might have something to do with someone.
And this person may not need him to think too much at all.
When they arrived at the scene of the crime, Dong Feng was shot in the forehead and there were several snakes crawling on his body, but it was confirmed that these snakes were not poisonous.
The forensic doctor took off his gloves and mask and looked at Qian Yikun who came in, "Team Qian, kill with one shot. It was a long-range shot. These snakes are non-venomous, so the fatal shot was the one shot."
Qian Yikun looked down at Dong Feng, whose eyes were still open on the ground, and put his hands on his waist.
"Take it back." Qian Yikun said and continued to look around, finding nothing except a few men's footprints.
When Qian Yikun turned around and went out, he received a text message.
[The murderer was Ye Cong.]
Qian Yikun looked at the string of numbers. When the call came back, the number was already empty.
Qian Yikun looked down at the text message, Ye Cong
Qian Yikun looked back at the disguised man on the ground. Do you think he is a fool or Ye Cong is a fool
But this text message allowed him to verify a problem.
So maybe when the company was bored, the office door was pushed open, and in came the aggressive Qian Yikun.
secretary:"… "
They didn't stop this uncle.
Could it be that he waved the secretary out and looked at the person who walked in with his chin in his hand
"Did you ask Ye Cong to find Dong Feng?" Qian Yikun asked in a deep voice, obviously angry.
Mo Fei nodded, somewhat naturally.
"How many times do you ask me to say it before you realize that this is China, a society governed by the rule of law, not your way, nor a place where you can do whatever you want." Qian Yikun said, directly putting the food on the table All files were typed.
The documents were scattered on the ground, and pages fell at Mo Fei's feet. Mo Fei looked down, with no emotion on her face, and it seemed that she was waiting for this scene.
Mo Fei slowly raised his head and looked at the angry man pinching his waist, "I am this kind of person, did you know that on the first day?"
"Could it be—"
Mo Fei stood up directly, walked around the table and approached Qian Yikun step by step, "I have said before that I don't like this place. I don't like how you work hard to ask for evidence even though you clearly know the answer. I don't like you either. What these hypocrites do.”
Mo Fei said, glaring at Qian Yikun, "Let me tell you, I've been annoyed for a long time. I've annoyed all of you here, and I'm also annoyed by myself now."
Qian Yikun listened to Mo Fei's words, with disbelief and sadness in his eyes.
"Could it be that you still don't understand what responsibility is?" Qian Yikun was disappointed.
One sentence silenced the room.
Could it be that hearing these words that made her eardrums hurt, she suddenly wanted to laugh.
And she really laughed, her smile was exaggerated, and her smile was bitter.
Qian Yikun paused, regretting the words he blurted out, but he never said the next sentence.
"Who has been responsible for me?" Mo Fei sneered and said, "Qian Yikun, was it you who was responsible for me, or my parents who were responsible for me, so don't tell me the word responsibility, I don't know it."
Every sentence is cold and bone-chilling.