Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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A colorful tattoo.

Very abstract, no concrete graphics.

At first glance, it looks like an eagle flying...

"Eagle, vulture?"

"This graphic looks like a vulture..."

The people in this case are no strangers to vultures.

The mountain with a vulture beak looks like a vulture.

At the base of the vulture's beak, there are also paintings of vultures on the walls.

However, it is strange that the people of the secret door organization, whether dead or caught, do not have such a tattoo...

"Is it a sign of the secret door organization?"

"Unreasonable! Just one person, what is the organization logo?"

"..."

silence.

Everyone did not speak, and looked at Bai Muchuan.

Bai Muchuan sat for a moment, but looked at Cheng Zheng.

"Can you check the exact time of the tattoo?"

"It's hard!" Cheng Zheng frowned slightly: "At present, the only certainty is that it's not a fresh tattoo..."

That is to say, if someone makes a temporary fake, it is almost impossible.

silence.

Silence again.

In the office, the atmosphere is frozen.

Silence is heavy.

It took a while for Bai Muchuan to say, "Tu Liang, talk about the situation!"

Tu Liang cleared his throat, like a spokesperson, to brief everyone on the situation.

"We have technically compared the deceased with the list of missing persons across the country. We have not found this person in the database. So far, we have not received reports from the deceased's family..."

After finishing the situation, he sighed slightly, "It is a pity that this person's identity has not been concluded yet."

Someone asked, "Should it be possible to determine that it was a secret door?"

Appeared in that place.

At that time died there.

There was another tattoo like a vulture.

The possibility of being a secret door is extremely great.

But the more so, the more afraid to be easy to determine.

Bai Muchuan dusted the documents in front of him, and looked at them coldly, his tone light.

"Don't make conclusions easily!"

Everyone muttered!

Bai Muchuan glanced around.

"Unless the identity of the deceased is not clearly investigated, we cannot even confuse his death... with the 121 case!"

Speaking of which, he looked at the silent team Zhang.

"You talk to the police station in Wenxin Town! Let's make an announcement first!"

A person is dead.

The conclusion is to die.

Whether it was a homicide or an accident, no conclusion can be made at present.

Who is he?

This is what should be figured out at the moment.

Nanmu is the jurisdiction of the West City, so it is better to let Zhang Team do this.

...

After the ad hoc group meeting ended, less than half an hour later, the major online media reported.

"The unnamed corpse appeared in a barren mountain!"

"Wear a mask, have a tattoo, you can't be identified!"

Thrilling headlines, with photos of the deceased after coding, and that "tattoo", were posted on the Internet.

The major police sirens also issued a notice of "finding insiders", and various paper notices were also posted on the streets and streets of Wenxinan and Nanmu County...

People of all countries are asking, who is this person?

A public account keeps up with the rhythm, so various reposts from the circle of friends...

Who is the dead? Became the hottest topic today.

...

The end of the corridor outside the office.

It is very airy, but few people come. It is the most suitable smoking area.

Bai Muchuan stood there, looking out the window, holding fingers with smoke, and hadn't moved for a long time.

Cheng Zheng glanced at him and slowly approached from behind him. A neat white coat was in stark contrast to Bai Muchuan's somber black pants.

One black and one white, one after the other.

The two stood for a moment, and there was no sound

The windows were not closed, and a stream of unpopularity came in.

In this season, the wind is as cold as a razor...

Cheng Zheng cleared his throat and approached again, opening his mouth to say something, but Bai Muchuan grabbed him in front.

"Don't look at me like this."

Cheng Zheng twitched his lips, his smile a taunt.

"I said that to you just now."

When talking about tattoos in the office, Cheng Zhengte said: "You should be familiar with it!"

At that time, other people did not feel that this sentence has any additional meaning.

Instead, it was naturally associated with the vulture beak of the secret door.

Only Bai Muchuan knows that Cheng Zheng does not mean "familiar", which does not mean that.

"What do you want to say?" Bai Muchuan turned his head, shaking his soot lazily. "I said that to you just now. Don't make conclusions easily!"

Cheng Zheng frowned, "I don't believe you are like them, and I think that the tattoo is a vulture."

"What's wrong?" Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows. "Even if it is the same tattoo, what can it prove?"

"At least the insider!" Cheng Zheng is decisive.

"..." Bai Muchuan didn't speak, and scratched his eyes like a knife.

Cheng Zheng looked back in a blink of an eye. After a while, his eyes fell slowly again, looking at the burning cigarette at his fingertips.

"You transferred to the police force, and you want to find a way to transfer to Jincheng, isn't it just for this obsession?"

Ah! Bai Muchuan suddenly smiled, "Then why do you want to transfer to Jincheng to work for the police force?"

This question is so powerful that it is suffocating.

Cheng's face is converging!

Looking at him for a long time, motionless.

The two men, both tall and tall, stood in this narrow place and seemed a little out of place.

The low-pressure atmosphere filled between them made the cold wind outside the window seem to lower the temperature.

"You think I don't care about anything?"

Cheng Zheng finished talking coldly and turned around without a word.

The sound of footsteps faded away.

Bai Muchuan turned around and took a breath of cigarettes, wiped out in the trash, and left!

...

The unnamed man's corpse has spread widely on the Internet.

I didn’t pay attention to the news when I wrote the code to Xiangwan, and I saw this news in the book review area after writing and uploading.

A reader left a message and asked: "Do you know the fact that there is an unnamed male corpse in Nanmu Barren Mountain? What a weird thing! A man fell to the bottom of the mountain, not a local, and no one reported the crime. No one claimed the body...well, I actually want to ask, are you interested in writing about this case?

Squinting at Xiang Wan, brushing the book reviews and then the news.

Some people in the circle of friends are talking about this.

But most people's guesses are not reliable.

More, completely based on rumors...

In a short time, countless Holmes appeared...

Xiang Wan hummed, looked at the time, and sent a message to Bai Muchuan.

"Master, are you busy?"

When she was coding just now, Bai Muchuan was busy and had not moved.

Unexpectedly, he had replied as soon as the message was sent out within a second.

"You're downstairs!"

Uh! Frightened towards the night, a silence.

"How did you come back? Is the case...not so smooth?"

Bai Muchuan was silent for a while, "I miss you."

Boom!

There is nothing more intimate than this sentence.

As the heart warmed to the night, the corners of lips rose up unconsciously.

"Okay, today Mr. Xiaobai's sultry index has risen by another level! What do you want to eat tonight, I invite you?"

"Look at you!"

He answered, and within a minute, the door rang.