Time-Limited Hunt

Park Lin stood in the lounge area on the third floor to drink coffee, stirring her spoon while moving her neck. Before the case of www.sto123.cc, they didn't have time to go off work, so they spent a lot of time fighting with the information. He took two sips of coffee and chatted with Tuan in the conductor.

"Did you go off work?" Park Lin asked Chu.

Kuan is addicted to playing the game of finding data and answers: "There is no system to ask me." It tries to keep up with human thinking, "Do you have a date today?"

"No, I haven't. I just asked you." Park Lin thought that Guan was very cute. He held a coffee cup and hesitated for a while, and asked, "Maybe we can have a drink after the case?"

Gu played a game and did not answer questions immediately. This game is nothing to play for ordinary people (sexuality), you need to check the correct answer in the general information, 玨 likes the feeling of being immersed in the database, then let it enjoy. Park Lin is very special, he also likes this game.

"My dad told me not to develop an office romance," Kuan's voice was hesitant, "...but I like the sweet pomelo flavored sparkling wine."

"I will prepare for you." Park Lin smiled.

Kui "saw" Park Lin's smile, which puzzled it as always. It didn't understand Park Lin, he always put it in the conductor and put it on his ear. They are partners by accident, but the cooperation is very pleasant, and the (guanguan) department has remained so until now, and no one wants to terminate.

"Our star profiler is here." Park Lin interrupted the data search of Jun. He looked down from the third floor and saw the parking lot.

The road is too blocked, and the sun is now westward. Yan Junxun got out of the car and carried the conductor on the side of the seat.

(Lu) Tian’s parking lot is next to a basketball court, where some high school students play after school. Yan Junxun passed by, and someone called him to play.

They must have regarded him as a peer.

Yan Junxun felt terrible. The t-shirt was tide against his back. He didn't want to exercise at all. But he didn't hate being greeted by students, which made him think of going to school. He has never been to school, has no classmates, or any club activities. It is normal for others to see this moment.

"Have you ever participated in sports activities in the Black Panther?" Shi Shanyan stood behind Yan Jun looking for him. He looked at the basketball court and didn't feel the sweaty little farts.

He is different from Yan Junxun. He has no such thing as a sense of belonging.

"No." Yan Junxun's fair skin turned red when he was hot. He leaned his head away from the sun, jumped up the steps in a few steps, and stood in front of the door inspection system.

He wanted to stay away from Shi Shan, so that the surrounding murmur would help him distract him.

Now that it's past get off work, there are still many people in the lobby of the Inspectorate Bureau. The central light screen circulates today's news, and the voices of high heels and leather shoes interlace. Yan Junxun went straight to the vending machine and brushed his face to get a can of cold beer. He didn't wait for a gasp and opened the drink directly, as if to pour out the heat.

"The Ministry of Communications said that there was another car accident on the high-speed road, and I thought you would be stuck on the road," Jiang Li went around from the other end and greeted them, "We said to the office."

Shi Shanyan looked up and saw the camera in the hall. He looked at the camera and asked Jiang Li: "Is there in your office?"

Jiang Lian followed Shi Shanyan's eyes and replied: "No... what's wrong?"

"Are you at work?" Yan Jun asked, looking back.

"Yes, it stayed with Park Lin. What's wrong," Jiang Li looked at them suspiciously, "Do you need me to call you to the office?"

"No," Yan Junxun shoved the empty beer can into the trash can. "No system is needed."

***

Jiang Li's office does not have a separate indoor system. The Inspectorate has a central system to coordinate the internal work, and systems like 玨 have responsibilities. Jiang Li didn't know (fa) what happened, he walked into the office, and out of caution, he opened the shielding device.

"The investigator found Cheng Lixin, and we found his fingerprints on the bicycle in front of Li Jianhua's house," Jiang Li sat down. "That old pair of shoes is also his shoe size."

Yan Junxun's eyes are on the glass wall, and he can still see the camera in the hall from here. He said, "Really."

Jiang Li noticed that his reaction was strange.

"I couldn't figure out why the murderer put the bike back," Yan Junxun looked back. "Now that it's solved, it wasn't her back. She parked the bike at work and was stolen. At the door of Li Jianhua's house."

"Who?" Jiang Li asked, "Cheng Lixin?"

"The murderer is a woman," Yan Junxun reaffirmed, "not Cheng Lixin."

Jiang Lian will not refute Yan Junxun, he cannot refute. He found something he knew in Yan Junxun's words and said, "Do you think Cheng Lixin has no motivation?"

"He didn't," Yan Junxun felt much better after drinking beer. He could already forget the time next to Shi Shanyan. "Does he (kill sha) them (dry gan)? He just needs money. Liu Xincheng is not a mahjong hall." The boss of the house knows that he has no money by looking at his residence, not to mention Cheng Lixin is very afraid of him. Right? You said, he owed the mahjong hall's debt to dare to go out."

Yan Junxun retrieved his small blackboard, and the dumplings in his mind were received quickly.

"We still don't know where the murderer divided the corpse, but it will appear soon. Cheng Lixin is a screw, he is those intricate details. A crazy dog ​​dragged him in not to let him handle the case, but to let He's a curtain. Don't turn on your light screen, turn it off."

Jiang Li immediately turned off the light screen.

At this time, the sun had sunk to the west, the lights were not turned on in the office, and it was a little dark. Shi Shanyan didn't seem to care about these things. He stretched his legs and fell into a soft chair (sleeping Shui). The **** is tied to his wrists, like a simple ornament.

"There are two murderers in this case, one of them is hidden behind various numbers," Yan Junxun saw Jiang Lian's conductor, which was lying on various documents, "but it's no big deal, a small corner with a hop (color) Without giving him extra eyes."

Jiang Li became more and more confused. He tried to keep up with the rhythm of Yan Junxun: "Two murderers? Wait a minute, do you mean someone and the murderer commit crimes together, and then they use the traces of the scene to marry Cheng Lixin?"

"I guess," Yan Junxun said in an extremely confident tone. "You can listen to it... the murderer was originally (killing sha) only one person, that is, her husband. Their family is not small and may have worked as a private worker. Fang, there are tools that can help her split the body. She splits her husband at home and uses some methods to dispose of the body. No one found that she felt good."

She was quite smart, and made some excuses to obscure the people around her.

"She is not from the parking area, her home is not here. I think her husband may have had a car accident, or had a serious illness. In short, it must be a change known to relatives and friends, otherwise she can't lie, and live too close. Some people think Meet the male host. The most likely excuse for her is paralysis. People cannot move, and if they cannot move, they will not appear."

Yan Junxun carried his light on his back and thought slightly over his head.

"A lunatic or a mouse is coming at this time? What can I call him. The lunatic borrows something to drive the mad murderer..." Yan Junxun stared at the conductor, "The murderer wants to lie and needs to wear the conductor frequently, Show the surroundings that the husband is still alive. Yes, the passer, maybe one day when the murderer enters (sleeping Shui), he really hears the voice of the husband in the passer."

She must have been scared to death. She was so scared of her husband that it took so much effort to kill him, even split the body, but he survived strangely in his ear.

"The lunatic is good at dealing with network problems, this is his habitat. A humble timid waste is hidden in the garbage dump, and the information he has screened is sent to the murderer's eyes," Yan Junxun had no temperature, he said, "This is really low-level , Impatience, no sense of direction (cao cao). He instructed the murderer to go to (sha), the hidden commonality of the victims (sexuality) is that they have all contacted Cheng Lixin."

Conductor is very quiet.

Suddenly the door rang, and Park Lin stood at the door and asked, "Can you enter?"

Jiang Li looked at Yan Junxun, who frowned, but did not answer. Time passed by one minute and one second, Pu Lin at the door knocked again in wonder.

Jiang Li cleared his throat and said, "Slightly--"

The conductor immediately rang.

Jiang Lian's conduction device was his wife's voice, which was shaking in the dark at the moment, and he sang a birthday song.

Yan Junxun did not press, he knew that the conductor would automatically turn on. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the conducter turned to answer automatically. The other side seemed to be dragging something, and the breath was heavy. The breathing sound spread in the darkness, reminding Yan Junxun of Huo Qingjun inexplicably.

"I was wronged--"

The madman also uses a voice changer, he imitates Huo Qingjun's crying.

"I didn't (sexual) invasion, I didn't break the law, I was wronged."

Yan Junxun seemed to smell a **** smell, so strong that he wanted to vomit.

"Alas..." The madman tapped on the table with boredom. He made a lot of small movements, like an ADHD. "Do you think you are very proud? Well, this game is very easy to guess. Yan Junxun, I want to tell you , You guessed it, it's useless." He said close to the conductor and whispered, "Huo, Qing, Jun, Ye, Jing, Die, you. You didn't see it at all," the madman beat the tabletop in a chaotic rhythm. He seemed to be unable to restrain himself, "What do you see, you haven't found the murderer yet." He bit his tongue and smiled again, "Don't imitate me, do you understand? You **** fake, don't imitate me. You make me feel sick at the bottom of your heart. You should sit upright, I will look at you."

"Where," Yan Junxun lowered his voice, "Is it in the gutter?"

"Isn't that where you crawled out?" The madman said strangely, "'Yan Riyu is missing, seeing the bird leaving his cage; Jun carrying the Tianluo net, looking for the shadow eight hundred weights'-Yan Junxun, this name does not belong to you , It works better for me."

Shi Shanyan didn't know when to sit up, he was quiet, he didn't even stretch.

"This game can be called a'prologue', it's just a... my pastime after a meal. I need to make a game after dinner, so do you, right?" The madman turned his legs, "I know why you chase this In the case, you fancy Huo Qingjun’s family portrait. Poor cub, you are still trying to return to the ranks of normal people, but no one wants you. You have no chance, you want to be a black panther, and Fu Chenghui doesn’t You. Ah, I’m about to cry, you are really the poorest little **** in the world."

The lunatic did have just finished eating, and his chopsticks slammed into the bowl.

"You should be angry and jump up as fast as you smashed a car." The madman laughed louder and louder, "No one here knows your true face, you better keep your'sense' at all times, otherwise I I'll call you and call you. You played'Prologue' for a week. I think it's too much time. I will arrange it more carefully in the next game." The madman no longer smiles, he doesn't move, he seems to have returned Weilai, "Are you looking for my position?"

"Yeah," Su Heting knocked on the keyboard for a long time, reminding, "You are in a violent position."