"If the alarm person is under the age of 18, has extreme weather at the time of reporting, and is within a week or even a month from the time of the 502 incident, the alarm statement clearly stated that non-acquaintances are harassing!"
"Xiaogang Village, the old industrial zone, the city's water network distribution points and the Sili River Basin!"
"Extensive screening, prioritizing the key points, and the city bureau’s deadline for solving the case is still one day away. Once suspicious objects are found, they will be arrested overnight!
The Criminal Investigation Detachment responded loudly: "Yes!"
4,329, this is the number of women who were harassed and stalked in Jinhai City in the first half of the year. This is just a small part of the unbearable asking for help. More victims are afraid of being talked about, unwilling to get into trouble, or feel that it is useless to call the police from the beginning. Never known.
"Normally, there are only so many grass-roots police forces. There are still so many police officers who will respond to every request. Every day, cats and dogs fight with needles and brains in the vegetable market." Meng Zhao tied up his hair and used a ballpoint pen. He flicked through the police records and said: “The 110 stations in Jinhai City have an average of 26,000 incoming calls per day. Where are so many people watching the surveillance and stalking every day? What's more, this kind of thing is mostly a criticism and education , Even five days of detention can’t be enough, unless a big case of rape and murder—yes, isn’t it that the major branches will follow suit? Cai Lin!"
In Cai Lin's dream, a spirit bounced off his desk, almost knocking over the pile of materials.
"Have you finished the screening?" Meng Zhao asked dissatisfiedly.
"I haven't slept for one night, Sister Meng..."
"Seriously, get up and work for my old lady." Meng Zhao said impatiently: "Look at Little Wu, it's still an injury number, and I'm still working hard there—"
Before he finished his words, the file in front of the desk fell over, revealing Wu Yu's straight sitting posture and straight sleeping face.
"..." Meng Zhao said: "You think it's an injury, it's so hard to sit and sleep. Little Wu wake up, go to the duty room sofa to sleep."
Cai Lin said angrily: "You women love to look at their faces!"
"Come, come, get up!" Liao Gang kicked in, with plastic bags in his hands. "The small treasury of the detachment pays, and everyone comes over for supper!"
Liao Gang, who is currently running for the fourth and fifth majors, deserves to be the man known as the main house of the Bu detachment. He is the only one who is worried about the little cubs waiting to be fed in the room. The aroma of steamed dumplings, pancakes and siu mai fills the entire criminal investigation detachment office. Everyone lost the case files, and the ghost cried and rushed up. Cai Lin even forgot to accuse Ms. Meng, holding Liao Gang's thigh and crying with joy: "Brother Liao, you are the real mother of our detachment!"
Liao Gang kicked him away: "Go, it's time for such an old kid to learn to make up for the family, and ask your dad for support."
Cai Linyi said: "Mom, have you forgotten, my dad hasn't gone home long ago, and a man will go bad when he has money. Who knew he would go to the police center next door to find the four-room lady in Old Zhang to make trouble?... "
Before he finished his words, he only heard a click, Bu Chonghua pushed the door in, frowned and said, "What the hell?"
The whole room is immediately unpossessed, and the birds and beasts are scattered.
Bu Chonghua threw a few large bags of steaming sausages, bacon and egg cakes on the table, indicating that they want to eat for themselves: "Report clues against illegal activities of the cult are being screened. Public security at all levels in the county and village have been notified. I've passed it over again. Director Zheng said that he would report it as soon as it was discovered, and cross-compare it with our screening results to see if the suspects can be narrowed down. How are you screening?"
The bun flatbread suddenly looked so shabby and so bleak. Everyone was looking at those super luxurious bags of filling cakes, and said that the father who was still in charge was rich--however, no one dared to solve the unsolved case. Be the first to reach out the rafters.
Liao Gang swallowed, and said: "There were 928 incidents in which the alarm person was under the age of 18, including 602 in the first quarter and 326 in the second quarter. Sister Meng is taking They are going to push forward from the 502 case to see if there is an alarm in the Sili River Basin for further screening."
This is very reasonable. If the murderer dared to jump into the Four Mile River on a rainy night, at least it means that the waters are not unfamiliar to him, otherwise it would be difficult even if Sun Yang or Phelps came Go ashore safely without choking.
Bu Chonghua nodded and thought for a moment. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Wu Yu and a few colleagues unpacking the plastic bag that Liao Gang had brought, and eating the buns inside. Suddenly he moved in his heart and beckoned to Wu Yu and took a bag of bacon The egg-filled biscuits handed him: "Here, the wounded eat sick meal."
He clearly saw Wu Yu's expression solidify in an instant, but then he took over the cake, seemingly flattered: "Thank you, thank you for the team."
——The hero's end, the hero is short of breath, if the insider sees how many tears he has to squeeze, it can be seen that this kid's acting skills have indeed reached the stage.
Bu Chonghua expressed his no thanks with a calm expression, walked back to the office, closed the door with his backhand, and glanced back at the same time—
The scene of the big office outside was reflected in the crack of the door, and Wu Yushun held Liao Gang who was passing by in the wind and fire, and pointed to the bag of 50 cents of vegetable buns in his hand, and said something kindly and frugally. Liao Gang went inside without knowing it, and was overjoyed. He happily exchanged the buns for the egg-filled cakes. He didn't doubt whether this stale grandson had a croton in it, and Le Diandian took it and left.
... He really didn't lie to me, Bu Chonghua thought.
I was indeed another Zhang Boming in his heart.
Bu Chonghua's tongue was full of complicated feelings, and he was forcibly pressed down by himself, and walked to the desk casually and opened the file.
·
The wall clock and minute hand went round and round on the wall, the sky turned from dark to dark blue, and duck eggs were faintly glowing in the eastern sky.
Ex-boyfriends are unwilling to entangle, social hooligans stalking and harassing school girls, "school bullies" bullying classmates to rob money, and parents who lose the lawsuit follow and wait for the opportunity to grab their children after a divorce... Get rid of all kinds of warnings. There were three hundred and twenty-six related reports, and the last one third remained.
"Hello, we are Nancheng Public Security Bureau. Your daughter called 110 last month and said that she was followed by someone on her way to school..."
"Hello, we are the Nancheng Criminal Investigation Detachment. Are you Zhang Jiajia's mother? You reported that Zhang Jiajia was spied on last month?..."
"Jinhai City No. 1 Middle School? We are the Nancheng District Scripture Protection Office. At the end of March, Li Youlan, a student from your school, reported to us many times that late self-study was harassed..."
...
"Who knows where the neurosis wants to pursue my daughter! No one is in charge of calling the police! We have been forced to rent a house and move to another school, and my mother gets angry, I will solve the beast by himself!" 999 novel first published www.999xs. com m.999xs.com
"Are you going to catch people? Are you going to catch people?! We Jiajia is only eleven years old! If you don't quickly lock up this kind of pervert, something will happen to you. I will tell you!"
"Nothing. Our school is very strictly managed. This kind of thing won't happen... What? I hit 110 many times? Oh, how come this kid never told our teacher..."
Most of the Nancheng sub-bureau was lit up all night until dawn in the east, and the second hand was ticking at six o'clock in the morning.
The office door was pushed open, and everyone turned their heads at the same time, only to see Bu Chonghua grabbing the remote control and stepping into the house quickly, and turned on the projector display: "——From the beginning of April to the present, the relevant police situation in the Sili River Basin, Excluding true perverts, pedophiles, voyeurs, and suspects who have been arrested and detained, there are nineteen cases left without confirming the motive for tracking!"
The 4329 screening targets were finally compressed to 19, and everyone was refreshed at the same time!
The number of warning messages popped up on the screen. Bu Chonghua sprinted through the mess on the ground, his index finger knuckles banged on the projection screen twice: "Four teams of investigators focused on re-checking the nineteen reports, calling for monitoring, and comparing The similarities between the stalker and the murderer of the 502 homicide. I have already greeted the police stations in each jurisdiction, and the security brigade will assist you in the investigation. If all the stalkers of the 19 cases do not match the murderer’s close-up, then expand Scope, continue screening!"
All around responded loudly: "Yes!"
The big office is filled with food that is greasy and greasy after the night, the sour smell of cigarettes in cold tea, and the inexplicable scent of men who have not bathed in the house for two days. Even the last smell of perfume on Ms. Meng's body is caused by her big oil replaced. Bu Chonghua looked around and said in a deep voice, "——I know that you have been through this case for six days. Some people may question why a time limit is set for solving such a difficult case. But I remind you-in case of a murderer His motive is indeed related to the sacrifice of a cult, so he will never just kill one. Jinhai City is entering the rainstorm season. Once the extreme weather on the night of the 502nd case resets, then he is very likely to be in the scene. Under the double stimulus of the psychological and psychological stimulation, he once again shot the girl."
Everyone in the big office was solemn and silent.
"The fifteen-year-old Nian Xiaoping is still waiting for us to avenge her on the autopsy bed next door." Bu Chonghua snapped off the projector and said concisely: "Everyone disbanded on the spot, let's go!"
Without him telling the surrounding tables and chairs to move, everyone quickly sorted out police equipment, and walked out in groups according to the long-determined detection team.
"Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu turned his head, and Bu Chonghua was standing behind his desk looking at him: "Your injury is not healed, and you have lost too much blood, so don't go out. Go home and sleep."
Bu Chonghua was wearing the shirt from the day before yesterday, already wrinkled, and thick medical gauze could be seen in the neckline, with dry dark brown blood stains on the edges. The blood loss, staying up late, and the unimaginable high-intensity mental stress made him look bad, but when he stood up, he was still very tall and straight, as if there was something in his spine supporting him, and he could not see the slightest fatigue.
Wu Yu hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about you?"
"There are a few cases on the list. The family situation is more complicated. I will talk to their parents."
Most of the members of the detachment were gone, only they were facing each other, standing in the empty corridor in the early morning, and even the smell of tobacco and sterile gauze on each other could be heard clearly. From Bu Chonghua's perspective, you can see Wu Yu's sparse eyebrows. After a while, he pinched his eyebrows hard and said, "Forget it, I can't sleep, I'll find something to do."
He had been in the detachment for two months and had never been so desperate before. Bu Chonghua suddenly realized that this investigation idea was proposed by him. He was afraid that in the end, the most precious time would be delayed.
Bu Chonghua pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think that the logical chain of investigative thinking is very weak?"
Wu Yu said vaguely: "It's okay."
But Bu Chonghua knew that he was just used to fooling the leader. In fact, what he thought was, isn't this weak?
It's really weak. First of all, there are many girls who are entangled and followed and will not beat 110. Then the murderer’s previous criminal actions are likely to slip through the net; secondly, they are not sure whether the murderer is really used to following and then killing. The police There is only a solitary case of Nian Xiaoping in his hand, and it is difficult to be the evidence to analyze the murderer's behavior pattern.
Their current investigative direction is simply trying their luck. After all roads are blocked, the chances of getting through in a difficult situation may be less than 50%.
"I know, but I have to try it no matter what. Even if there is only one percent of hope, one must make one hundred percent efforts, otherwise there is no other way to go in the desperate situation." Bu Chonghua paused and watched He raised his eyebrows: "The academic leaders who have never been to the ground for a day can only use this method to smash the murderer, otherwise, what else?"
This is what Wu Yu said about Zhang Boming, insinuating and satirizing Bu Chonghua, but Bu Chonghua remembered that Wu Yu's docile and humble subordinates couldn't help but stiffen.
"Aren't you looking for something to do," Bu Chonghua rarely watched the grandson's acting up close, and asked calmly: "Would you like to go down with the leader?"
"..." Wu Yu vaguely touched his nose: "My injury is not healed, I have lost too much blood..."
Bell Bell Bell——
The domestically-produced mobile phone issued by the Municipal Bureau shook the walls. Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and recognized that the number was the Silihe Police Station: "——Hello, Lao Zheng?"
"Step Detachment! Great, you haven't left yet!" The background of the call was a mess. It should be the elder Zheng Zai of the criminal brigade rushing forward: "Last night the branch didn’t let us check the police records of those stalking and harassing girls. Is there a policeman named Gao Ling, and the film police did not contact her for a while, do you remember?!"
People who work in criminal investigation for a long time do have a sixth sense. Bu Chonghua's heart suddenly sinks: "Remember, what?"
Bu Chonghua listened to hundreds of alarm call recordings last night, and memorized at least dozens of girls’ names and voices, but he had a deep impression of Gao Ling—because she was hesitant to talk, like her mouth was always in her mouth. Like a sip of water.
Asked about the characteristics of the tracker's appearance, but it was not clear. Asked where the tracker was found, but it is not clear. Asked her current location and contact information, but it was not clear. It felt like thinking was half a beat slower than others, and finally the operator suspected that she had reported to the police for a prank.
——But the operator can suspect that she was calling the false police, but Bu Chonghua could not. Gao Ling is one of the last nineteen key investigation lists, and Meng Zhao has already taken the trainee police to her home.
"She's lost contact." Old Zheng swallowed, with an unconcealable panic in her voice: "Her roommate came to the police once, but didn't file a case, so I didn't find out about the turmoil last night. I went backstage a lot this morning After a few glances, she found that she had already... already..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted him: "When was the last time her roommate saw her?"
"May 2nd." Old Zheng tremblingly said, "May 2nd...noon."
——The day of Nian Xiaoping's death!
"Get her roommate, I'll pass now!"
Bu Chonghua snapped his mobile phone and raised his head. The two in the corridor looked at each other, Wu Yu's hand still stiff on the bridge of his nose.
——My injury is not healed, I have lost too much blood...
"The leaders have gone, I can't help but go." Wu Yu said sternly: "Let's go."
"If the alarm person is under the age of 18, has extreme weather at the time of reporting, and is within a week or even a month from the time of the 502 incident, the alarm statement clearly stated that non-acquaintances are harassing!"
"Xiaogang Village, the old industrial zone, the city's water network distribution points and the Sili River Basin!"
"Extensive screening, prioritizing the key points, and the city bureau’s deadline for solving the case is still one day away. Once suspicious objects are found, they will be arrested overnight!
The Criminal Investigation Detachment responded loudly: "Yes!"
4,329, this is the number of women who were harassed and stalked in Jinhai City in the first half of the year. This is just a small part of the unbearable asking for help. More victims are afraid of being talked about, unwilling to get into trouble, or feel that it is useless to call the police from the beginning. Never known.
"Normally, there are only so many grass-roots police forces. There are still so many police officers who will respond to every request. Every day, cats and dogs fight with needles and brains in the vegetable market." Meng Zhao tied up his hair and used a ballpoint pen. He flicked through the police records and said: “The 110 stations in Jinhai City have an average of 26,000 incoming calls per day. Where are so many people watching the surveillance and stalking every day? What's more, this kind of thing is mostly a criticism and education , Even five days of detention can’t be enough, unless a big case of rape and murder—yes, isn’t it that the major branches will follow suit? Cai Lin!"
In Cai Lin's dream, a spirit bounced off his desk, almost knocking over the pile of materials.
"Have you finished the screening?" Meng Zhao asked dissatisfiedly.
"I haven't slept for one night, Sister Meng..."
"Seriously, get up and work for my old lady." Meng Zhao said impatiently: "Look at Little Wu, it's still an injury number, and I'm still working hard there—"
Before he finished his words, the file in front of the desk fell over, revealing Wu Yu's straight sitting posture and straight sleeping face.
"..." Meng Zhao said: "You think it's an injury, it's so hard to sit and sleep. Little Wu wake up, go to the duty room sofa to sleep."
Cai Lin said angrily: "You women love to look at their faces!"
"Come, come, get up!" Liao Gang kicked in, with plastic bags in his hands. "The small treasury of the detachment pays, and everyone comes over for supper!"
Liao Gang, who is currently running for the fourth and fifth majors, deserves to be the man known as the main house of the Bu detachment. He is the only one who is worried about the little cubs waiting to be fed in the room. The aroma of steamed dumplings, pancakes and siu mai fills the entire criminal investigation detachment office. Everyone lost the case files, and the ghost cried and rushed up. Cai Lin even forgot to accuse Ms. Meng, holding Liao Gang's thigh and crying with joy: "Brother Liao, you are the real mother of our detachment!"
Liao Gang kicked him away: "Go, it's time for such an old kid to learn to make up for the family, and ask your dad for support."
Cai Linyi said: "Mom, have you forgotten, my dad hasn't gone home long ago, and a man will go bad when he has money. Who knew he would go to the police center next door to find the four-room lady in Old Zhang to make trouble?... "
Before he finished his words, he only heard a click, Bu Chonghua pushed the door in, frowned and said, "What the hell?"
The whole room is immediately unpossessed, and the birds and beasts are scattered.
Bu Chonghua threw a few large bags of steaming sausages, bacon and egg cakes on the table, indicating that they want to eat for themselves: "Report clues against illegal activities of the cult are being screened. Public security at all levels in the county and village have been notified. I've passed it over again. Director Zheng said that he would report it as soon as it was discovered, and cross-compare it with our screening results to see if the suspects can be narrowed down. How are you screening?"
The bun flatbread suddenly looked so shabby and so bleak. Everyone was looking at those super luxurious bags of filling cakes, and said that the father who was still in charge was rich--however, no one dared to solve the unsolved case. Be the first to reach out the rafters.
Liao Gang swallowed, and said: "There were 928 incidents in which the alarm person was under the age of 18, including 602 in the first quarter and 326 in the second quarter. Sister Meng is taking They are going to push forward from the 502 case to see if there is an alarm in the Sili River Basin for further screening."
This is very reasonable. If the murderer dared to jump into the Four Mile River on a rainy night, at least it means that the waters are not unfamiliar to him, otherwise it would be difficult even if Sun Yang or Phelps came Go ashore safely without choking.
Bu Chonghua nodded and thought for a moment. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Wu Yu and a few colleagues unpacking the plastic bag that Liao Gang had brought, and eating the buns inside. Suddenly he moved in his heart and beckoned to Wu Yu and took a bag of bacon The egg-filled biscuits handed him: "Here, the wounded eat sick meal."
He clearly saw Wu Yu's expression solidify in an instant, but then he took over the cake, seemingly flattered: "Thank you, thank you for the team."
——The hero's end, the hero is short of breath, if the insider sees how many tears he has to squeeze, it can be seen that this kid's acting skills have indeed reached the stage.
Bu Chonghua expressed his no thanks with a calm expression, walked back to the office, closed the door with his backhand, and glanced back at the same time—
The scene of the big office outside was reflected in the crack of the door, and Wu Yushun held Liao Gang who was passing by in the wind and fire, and pointed to the bag of 50 cents of vegetable buns in his hand, and said something kindly and frugally. Liao Gang went inside without knowing it, and was overjoyed. He happily exchanged the buns for the egg-filled cakes. He didn't doubt whether this stale grandson had a croton in it, and Le Diandian took it and left.
... He really didn't lie to me, Bu Chonghua thought.
I was indeed another Zhang Boming in his heart.
Bu Chonghua's tongue was full of complicated feelings, and he was forcibly pressed down by himself, and walked to the desk casually and opened the file.
·
The wall clock and minute hand went round and round on the wall, the sky turned from dark to dark blue, and duck eggs were faintly glowing in the eastern sky.
Ex-boyfriends are unwilling to entangle, social hooligans stalking and harassing school girls, "school bullies" bullying classmates to rob money, and parents who lose the lawsuit follow and wait for the opportunity to grab their children after a divorce... Get rid of all kinds of warnings. There were three hundred and twenty-six related reports, and the last one third remained.
"Hello, we are Nancheng Public Security Bureau. Your daughter called 110 last month and said that she was followed by someone on her way to school..."
"Hello, we are the Nancheng Criminal Investigation Detachment. Are you Zhang Jiajia's mother? You reported that Zhang Jiajia was spied on last month?..."
"Jinhai City No. 1 Middle School? We are the Nancheng District Scripture Protection Office. At the end of March, Li Youlan, a student from your school, reported to us many times that late self-study was harassed..."
...
"Who knows where the neurosis wants to pursue my daughter! No one is in charge of calling the police! We have been forced to rent a house and move to another school, and my mother gets angry, I will solve the beast by himself!" 999 novel first published www.999xs. com m.999xs.com
"Are you going to catch people? Are you going to catch people?! We Jiajia is only eleven years old! If you don't quickly lock up this kind of pervert, something will happen to you. I will tell you!"
"Nothing. Our school is very strictly managed. This kind of thing won't happen... What? I hit 110 many times? Oh, how come this kid never told our teacher..."
Most of the Nancheng sub-bureau was lit up all night until dawn in the east, and the second hand was ticking at six o'clock in the morning.
The office door was pushed open, and everyone turned their heads at the same time, only to see Bu Chonghua grabbing the remote control and stepping into the house quickly, and turned on the projector display: "——From the beginning of April to the present, the relevant police situation in the Sili River Basin, Excluding true perverts, pedophiles, voyeurs, and suspects who have been arrested and detained, there are nineteen cases left without confirming the motive for tracking!"
The 4329 screening targets were finally compressed to 19, and everyone was refreshed at the same time!
The number of warning messages popped up on the screen. Bu Chonghua sprinted through the mess on the ground, his index finger knuckles banged on the projection screen twice: "Four teams of investigators focused on re-checking the nineteen reports, calling for monitoring, and comparing The similarities between the stalker and the murderer of the 502 homicide. I have already greeted the police stations in each jurisdiction, and the security brigade will assist you in the investigation. If all the stalkers of the 19 cases do not match the murderer’s close-up, then expand Scope, continue screening!"
All around responded loudly: "Yes!"
The big office is filled with food that is greasy and greasy after the night, the sour smell of cigarettes in cold tea, and the inexplicable scent of men who have not bathed in the house for two days. Even the last smell of perfume on Ms. Meng's body is caused by her big oil replaced. Bu Chonghua looked around and said in a deep voice, "——I know that you have been through this case for six days. Some people may question why a time limit is set for solving such a difficult case. But I remind you-in case of a murderer His motive is indeed related to the sacrifice of a cult, so he will never just kill one. Jinhai City is entering the rainstorm season. Once the extreme weather on the night of the 502nd case resets, then he is very likely to be in the scene. Under the double stimulus of the psychological and psychological stimulation, he once again shot the girl."
Everyone in the big office was solemn and silent.
"The fifteen-year-old Nian Xiaoping is still waiting for us to avenge her on the autopsy bed next door." Bu Chonghua snapped off the projector and said concisely: "Everyone disbanded on the spot, let's go!"
Without him telling the surrounding tables and chairs to move, everyone quickly sorted out police equipment, and walked out in groups according to the long-determined detection team.
"Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu turned his head, and Bu Chonghua was standing behind his desk looking at him: "Your injury is not healed, and you have lost too much blood, so don't go out. Go home and sleep."
Bu Chonghua was wearing the shirt from the day before yesterday, already wrinkled, and thick medical gauze could be seen in the neckline, with dry dark brown blood stains on the edges. The blood loss, staying up late, and the unimaginable high-intensity mental stress made him look bad, but when he stood up, he was still very tall and straight, as if there was something in his spine supporting him, and he could not see the slightest fatigue.
Wu Yu hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about you?"
"There are a few cases on the list. The family situation is more complicated. I will talk to their parents."
Most of the members of the detachment were gone, only they were facing each other, standing in the empty corridor in the early morning, and even the smell of tobacco and sterile gauze on each other could be heard clearly. From Bu Chonghua's perspective, you can see Wu Yu's sparse eyebrows. After a while, he pinched his eyebrows hard and said, "Forget it, I can't sleep, I'll find something to do."
He had been in the detachment for two months and had never been so desperate before. Bu Chonghua suddenly realized that this investigation idea was proposed by him. He was afraid that in the end, the most precious time would be delayed.
Bu Chonghua pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think that the logical chain of investigative thinking is very weak?"
Wu Yu said vaguely: "It's okay."
But Bu Chonghua knew that he was just used to fooling the leader. In fact, what he thought was, isn't this weak?
It's really weak. First of all, there are many girls who are entangled and followed and will not beat 110. Then the murderer’s previous criminal actions are likely to slip through the net; secondly, they are not sure whether the murderer is really used to following and then killing. The police There is only a solitary case of Nian Xiaoping in his hand, and it is difficult to be the evidence to analyze the murderer's behavior pattern.
Their current investigative direction is simply trying their luck. After all roads are blocked, the chances of getting through in a difficult situation may be less than 50%.
"I know, but I have to try it no matter what. Even if there is only one percent of hope, one must make one hundred percent efforts, otherwise there is no other way to go in the desperate situation." Bu Chonghua paused and watched He raised his eyebrows: "The academic leaders who have never been to the ground for a day can only use this method to smash the murderer, otherwise, what else?"
This is what Wu Yu said about Zhang Boming, insinuating and satirizing Bu Chonghua, but Bu Chonghua remembered that Wu Yu's docile and humble subordinates couldn't help but stiffen.
"Aren't you looking for something to do," Bu Chonghua rarely watched the grandson's acting up close, and asked calmly: "Would you like to go down with the leader?"
"..." Wu Yu vaguely touched his nose: "My injury is not healed, I have lost too much blood..."
Bell Bell Bell——
The domestically-produced mobile phone issued by the Municipal Bureau shook the walls. Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and recognized that the number was the Silihe Police Station: "——Hello, Lao Zheng?"
"Step Detachment! Great, you haven't left yet!" The background of the call was a mess. It should be the elder Zheng Zai of the criminal brigade rushing forward: "Last night the branch didn’t let us check the police records of those stalking and harassing girls. Is there a policeman named Gao Ling, and the film police did not contact her for a while, do you remember?!"
People who work in criminal investigation for a long time do have a sixth sense. Bu Chonghua's heart suddenly sinks: "Remember, what?"
Bu Chonghua listened to hundreds of alarm call recordings last night, and memorized at least dozens of girls’ names and voices, but he had a deep impression of Gao Ling—because she was hesitant to talk, like her mouth was always in her mouth. Like a sip of water.
Asked about the characteristics of the tracker's appearance, but it was not clear. Asked where the tracker was found, but it is not clear. Asked her current location and contact information, but it was not clear. It felt like thinking was half a beat slower than others, and finally the operator suspected that she had reported to the police for a prank.
——But the operator can suspect that she was calling the false police, but Bu Chonghua could not. Gao Ling is one of the last nineteen key investigation lists, and Meng Zhao has already taken the trainee police to her home.
"She's lost contact." Old Zheng swallowed, with an unconcealable panic in her voice: "Her roommate came to the police once, but didn't file a case, so I didn't find out about the turmoil last night. I went backstage a lot this morning After a few glances, she found that she had already... already..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted him: "When was the last time her roommate saw her?"
"May 2nd." Old Zheng tremblingly said, "May 2nd...noon."
——The day of Nian Xiaoping's death!
"Get her roommate, I'll pass now!"
Bu Chonghua snapped his mobile phone and raised his head. The two in the corridor looked at each other, Wu Yu's hand still stiff on the bridge of his nose.
——My injury is not healed, I have lost too much blood...
"The leaders have gone, I can't help but go." Wu Yu said sternly: "Let's go."
