secret chat room

Wu Yuhe, who rushed to the bureau in a hurry, went straight to his boss's office. He wanted to explain clearly the abnormalities that had occurred in the past two days, attract attention, and let the bureau focus on investigating the man who might have committed a serial murder case and dared to threaten him.

Rampant gangsterism among serving police officers.

But I never thought that it would be in vain.

"The boss has been invited to the district headquarters for exchange and study in the past two days. Didn't he say that during the meeting two days ago? His flight this morning should not have landed yet based on the time, and his mobile phone is probably still turned off. What's wrong?

Angkor?”

Wu Yuhe frowned, but he forgot about it for a while.

He looked past Zhao He, who was grabbed by him and asked about the situation, and looked at the somewhat empty office area.

"What about Ah Chao? He is also on a mission?"

"Brother Liang..."

"I went to the toilet, what happened?"

Liang Yongchao suddenly appeared from the corner when he heard his name, turned around and looked over. He took out two pieces of paper on the table and wiped the water stains on his hands, then crumpled them into a ball, raised them and squinted one

Eye.

"Chirp~"

The paper ball just fell into the trash can not far from Wu Yuhe's feet.

"Old Wu, what do you want from me?"

Wu Yuhe had long been accustomed to Liang Yongchao's lack of presence all day long. He reached out and took out his cell phone, intending to call up the two threatening messages he had received.

"Let me tell you something, I received it in the past two days... huh?"

"What did you receive?"

Liang Yongchao came over, glanced at the mobile phone in Wu Yuhe's hand, and then looked up at his partner with some confusion.

The message at the top is a text message, and the sender has the word wife written on it.

The content is very short, just two sentences.

"I have already signed the divorce agreement. Regardless of whether you sign it or not, I have sent it to you anyway. I still have the custody of the child and I will not give it up."

The time point was four days ago.

Liang Yongchao looked away awkwardly and touched his nose, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wu Yuhe frowned, but for a moment he didn't notice what his partner had misunderstood.

Those two threatening text messages disappeared out of thin air!

Regardless of the first text message, he received the second text message just a few moments ago, and he was sure that no one had touched his phone during this period.

You must know that mobile phone text messages do not have the so-called function of burning after reading, but what is this weird situation all about?

Is this all my imagination?

No! If it was really just me who felt abnormal, then there might be something wrong with her mental state, but my daughter clearly also experienced being spied on by a "monster".

At this moment, Wu Yuhe was suddenly startled. For some reason, he seemed to be able to notice that the gaze that had always been piercing his back became excited for some reason.

This is unreasonable to say. Originally, the phrase "eyes seem to be substantial" is just a metaphor, but at this time, he seemed to be able to "feel" the emotions revealed by that gaze. Even Wu Yuhe himself felt this idea.

Some are too nonsensical.

But at this moment, he seemed to really feel that gaze scanning him, like a slippery snake with mucus licking from his eyelids, Adam's apple, carotid artery and other places with thin skin but dense nerve distribution.

And passed.

The ice-cold, sticky feeling that was like substance made the hairs on the back of Wu Yuhe's neck stand up, and a numb feeling spread from Tianling Gai to his neck.

He turned around suddenly and looked at the door not far away.

The door of the institute happened to be facing a three-way intersection. At this time, people were coming and going on the street, including hurried office workers stuffing buns into their mouths while walking.

There was an old woman carrying a reusable bag and walking home after exercising in the morning to buy groceries.

There was also a young woman pushing a stroller, standing in front of the zebra crossing, carefully waiting for the light to turn green, and in the stroller she was holding the handle tightly, there was an unusually lively child who was restlessly poking his head and kicking his feet.

There were even students walking together in twos and threes wearing school uniforms, with a somewhat youthful air on their faces.

Everything seems to be normal.

But everything seemed very abnormal.

Wu Yuhe felt that he was going crazy. He stared at the office worker who raised his hand to look at his watch. Was he trying to cover up his spying on me just now?

Turning his eyes towards the old woman, is this a clever pretender?

Or those students, or that young woman, or even the little baby poking his head...

stop!

Wu Yuhe took a deep breath, forced himself to close his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, expelling all the crazy thoughts that were caused by anxiety and uneasiness from his mind.

He opened his eyes and looked at his two colleagues who were confused by his series of actions.

"Brother Ang, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Zhao He asked hesitantly.

Liang Yongchao, who was more familiar with Wu Yuhe, clearly noticed his mood swings just now.

"Old Wu, what happened?"

Wu Yuhe opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly paused and glanced down at the phone in his hand. Perhaps thinking that the text message that he could use as evidence evaporated mysteriously, or out of other considerations, he pursed his lips and changed his mind.

topic.

"It's nothing, I can handle it myself. By the way, Ah Chao, how is the investigation of Zhang Guangbei's son Zhang Jiaming's network going?"

Wu Yuhe is planning to start from another angle.

"As you said, there were indeed a few sudden deaths, because there was no suspicion at the time, and the probability of such death was relatively high in their industry. In addition, no one connected their network, and the case was quickly closed as an accident.

Taken together in this way, it is indeed very suspicious.

But to be honest, if it is to be investigated together with the Zhang Guangbei case, it will be extremely difficult, and there is no way to convince the superiors simply by using psychological evidence, and relevant evidence will have to be produced."

"Get the information and let's go in and have a meeting. It's not a problem to stand here and discuss the problem."

Wu Yuhe nodded and pointed at the office, obviously already in working mode.

During the discussion of the case, there was an episode. The person at the front desk said that a courier from Wu Yuhe had been delivered.

After the discussion was almost finished, the three of them stood up.

"Achao, Xiao Zhao, some of the people suspected of being involved in the case have been transferred, and some have even resigned. You go investigate the ones in the east of the city, and I will be in charge of the ones in the south of the city. Is that okay?"

The three men were also the masters of resolute actions. After assigning the task of home visit and investigation, Zhao He and Liang Yongchao took the car keys and left.

Just when Wu Yuhe was about to go out, he was stopped by the policewoman at the front desk, and then he remembered that he seemed to have a courier.

An ordinary express box, the recipient of the express delivery note does have Wu Yuhe's name written on it.

Although he was a little strange, he didn't think too much about it. He asked the front desk to borrow a pair of scissors, and casually opened the package. After opening it, he found that it was a beautifully packaged jewelry box.

With a trace of doubt, Wu Yuhe opened the box.

"boom!"

The moment he saw the objects in the box, Wu Yuhe's pupils shrank, as if a thunder exploded in his mind, and the box he was holding almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

His entire face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he even unconsciously made a "ho ho" sound like a beast from his throat.

Inside the box was a ring, a ring that Wu Yuhe was extremely familiar with. There was an identical one on the ring finger of his right hand.

But that's not the point. The point is that the ring in the box is worn on the finger.

A slender and beautiful finger with red nail polish was cut off at the base, wearing Wu Yuhe's familiar wedding ring, which was carefully placed in the jewelry box.