Talk About The Case

When this thought flashed through, Leng Yu felt like he was stunned. Although her conjecture may still not allow her to find out the real culprit, or not allow her to confirm the true meaning of the information, at least it is another breakthrough.

Seeing the faint light flashing in Leng Yu's eyes, Hezmi asked, "Officer Leng, have you thought of anything?"

Leng Yu nodded and said: "Well, the ABC you said made me think that maybe I can think about the meaning of the lettering in another way."

Hezmi smiled and said, "We are very happy to be able to serve Officer Leng, even if it's a little bit."

In response to this case, the three people talked for two full hours in Officer He's office.

At lunch time, Hezmi sent them to the cafeteria in the police station. The food in Country M is very different from that in China. Fortunately, neither of them are particularly picky people, and Leng Yu is eager to solve the case.

After the three of them had eaten enough, seeing that there were no other clues to be found, Leng Yu, Huang Lin and Hezmi bid farewell, and ran towards the hotel.

In the car, Huang Lin had sharp eyes, and she noticed a brown backpack in Leng Yu's arms.

She asked: "Boss, this backpack doesn't seem to be what you usually carry? It seems to be a little incompatible with you."

Leng Yu glanced at her, then looked down at the backpack, hugged it tighter, and said, "Why is it out of place? I can't bring such a backpack?"

"Tsk tusk tusk, don't lie to me, I saw the same backpack at Officer Lin's place before." Huang Lin smiled and said to her.

Leng Yu ignored her, turned to look at the scenery outside the window, and said, "It's none of your business."

Huang Lin sat close to her from the other side of the car seat, reaching out to touch the backpack. Leng Yu immediately noticed it. She moved her backpack away, looked at her coldly, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The tone was frosty.

Huang Lin finally laughed, and she said: "Seeing you are such a treasure, it must be your sweetheart, Officer Lin, who gave it to you? When did you give it? She would carry this backpack next to her when she went out to investigate the case. I gave it to you. It seems that you and her are making progress."

Leng Yu heard her say that, thinking that this backpack was worn by Lin Xin next to her body, and now she gave it to herself, as if she had divided an important part of Lin Xin's body to her, and her arms around the backpack couldn't help tightening. There was a hint of sweetness in my heart.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Huang Lin pushed her a bit and said, "Boss, what are you thinking about? Seeing you are distracted, do you miss your sweetheart? That's right, you two are so far apart..."

Leng Yu said indifferently: "It's none of your business."

I didn't admit it, but I didn't deny it either.

"Boss, what's in it?" Huang Lin asked reluctantly.

Leng Yu frowned, turned her head and stared into her eyes, with a coldness in them, she said: "Huang Lin, you are itchy? The year-end prize has not been settled yet, don't you want it?"

Huang Lin listened to her saying so, she hurriedly constricted a smile, and said, "Well, I won't ask."

Humph, meanie.

However, she was really curious about what was inside. It's just that the boss mentioned the year-end bonus. She thinks about the importance of keeping her bonus, so she dare not ask any more.

If these two people really have something, people in the bureau will find out sooner or later, and it won't be too late to ask if it's made public.

If you still can't ask Leng Yu, you can drag the dull plum blossom to ask.

The wishful thinking was playing right away, but Leng Yu's voice came from beside him: "What are you doing sitting so close?"

Huang Lin was frightened, immediately crawled back to the other side of her seat, separated from her, and muttered in her heart: Humph, if it is Officer Lin sitting next to you, you wish she would lean on you! "

After arriving at the hotel, Leng Yu and Huang Lin opened a room. Since the two have lived in the same dormitory together in the police force for many years, they have become accustomed to it. Therefore, when on business trips, the two of them will not deliberately open a separate room.

Although all expenses are reported to Director Wang, they can still save money.

Moreover, if two people live together, they are better able to discuss cases together.

After Leng Yu put down the luggage he had brought with him, he walked to the table. She took out the paper and pen she carried with her and sat at the table and "swiped" writing.

Huang Lin walked to her side and watched her write.

Leng Yu wrote the lettering on the photo, and then wrote the lettering in English letters according to the pinyin at the bottom of the paper.

Until the last word was written, the two looked at the paper, frowning, still unable to see the meaning.

Leng Yu looked up and asked, "Huang Lin, do you have any ideas?"

Huang Lin stared at the English letters, no matter how she looked at them, she couldn't see any peculiarities.

She shook her head and said, "I can't see it."

Leng Yu leaned close to the paper, trying to see something from it, even a small pattern, but still couldn't see anything.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her temples, and said, "I thought I could see something in the English alphabet when I wrote the pinyin, but... I still can't see it. Is this murderer really just writing indiscriminately? But I I always think it's impossible, the murderer must have something else."

Leng Yu sighed, this case is really tricky.

At the same time, Lin Xin, who was far away in Yang City, came to the canteen of the police station with a lunch box. There were several police officers sitting there, and Uncle Jian was also sitting in it. Everyone's faces were full of smiles.

Lin Xin walked over and saw that they were playing cards.

She sat next to them and said, "Uncle Jane, so you are here too."

Uncle Jian was all smiling, and Lin Xin saw that he had piled up a few banknotes. It seemed that he must have won a lot of money.

Uncle Jian smiled and said: "Officer Lin, would you like to come here too? Let me win more money from your pocket!"

Lin Xin smiled and said, "No, I will have lunch first."

She opened the lunch box and couldn't smell any scent in it.

Lin Xin sighed lightly, and thought to herself: Why does the dishes she cooks are so fragrant, but the dishes I cook don't have any fragrance at all.

She pursed her lips, took a dish to her mouth, and almost vomited it out.

Why is it still so unpalatable.

This is too salty.

Lin Xin gave up on her cooking skills. After swallowing a few mouthfuls, she couldn't eat enough, so she closed the lid. She walked to the vending machine in the canteen, put a coin, and took out a cup of instant noodles.

Forget it, just eat instant noodles to satisfy your hunger.

When she sat back to where she was just now, she saw that everyone had finished playing cards, and everyone was talking about another topic.

"Uncle Jane, is this really you?" one of the police officers asked.

Lin Xin curiously moved her head and saw that they were staring at a photo. In the photo, I saw an old man wearing a red shirt, then wearing a red hat, his face was full of white beards, and there were many children standing beside them, all of them holding gifts of different sizes. .

Lin Xin turned to face Uncle Jian and said, "Uncle Jian, is this really you?"

Uncle Jane laughed and said, "How about it? Can't you see it?"

"I really don't see it. When did you dress up as Santa Claus?" one of the police officers asked.

"Actually, it has been for many years. Sometimes I see that the funds in the orphanage are not enough, and many children have not had a good Christmas. So, one day, on a whim, I saw this kind of public welfare activities. Anyway, I was idle. Now, I signed up. So far, I have been Santa Claus for seven or eight years." Uncle Jian said with satisfaction.

Lin Xin knows that Uncle Jian is a bachelor who has never married a wife, and has no parents. In previous years, he spent Christmas alone, but he did not expect that he did this charity.

"Uncle Jian, you are so young, why are you willing to dress yourself up so old? If you didn't say that the old man in the photo is you, we really can't see it." Lin Xin said.

"Haha, Officer Lin, where am I still young? I will be fifty years old in a few years. And, when will you find a partner, Officer Lin? I still want to have your wedding drink."

The topic suddenly turned to herself, Lin Xin's head naturally showed Leng Yu's face, she blushed, and then said: "Uncle Jian, what are you talking about, I don't want to get married in my entire life."

Seeing Lin Xin's appearance, other police officers couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Xin glared at a few people and said, "Laugh again, I'll beat you up!"

"Ouch, my face is red." Everyone continued to tease Lin Xin.

Uncle Jian sat aside and watched them joking, with a smile on his face.

If he guessed right, Officer Lin should have hidden a person in his heart. But, I don’t know who that person is. For so many years, he saw that she was alone, but Lin Xin's attitude was a little abnormal when asked just now, and she fell in love with someone in all likelihood.

Wait, I seem to see her always staring at Officer Leng's office door recently, especially when Leng Yu is not in the bureau.

Moreover, after Leng Yu returned to Yangshi yesterday, he happened to catch Lin Xin's eyes always sticking to Leng Yu's body when he was cleaning up the room in the crime squad.

Does Officer Lin like women? And this woman happens to be Leng Yu who she has always been displeased with?

Qin City.

Song Yuan received the forensic information again. He glanced at the information, and his pupils suddenly enlarged.

No wonder no wonder.

So, he hurriedly sent this message to Leng Yu who was far away in country M.

In the M country hotel.

Leng Yu continued to stare at the pinyin she wrote just now, thinking hard, one English letter after another jumped in front of her eyes.

No matter how the arrangement is, it's wrong.

Could it be that you are thinking too complicated?

She leaned her head back on the chair and closed her eyes, while Huang Lin sat beside her silently, not daring to disturb her thoughts.

Five minutes, ten minutes, or even fifteen minutes later, the hotel room was quiet, but occasionally the noise of cars downstairs outside the window could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, when Huang Lin sitting on the side saw Leng Yu suddenly opened her eyes, and then when she saw her staring at the handwriting in front of her again, she suddenly heard her say, "That's it!"

It just so happened that a message came from her mobile phone, and Leng Yu took a look and confirmed her own thoughts.

"Huang Lin, do you see anything?"

Leng Yu pointed to the handwriting on the paper and asked in a deep voice.

Huang Lin looked down at the paper, but no matter how she looked at it, she still couldn't see anything. What she saw before her eyes was only the English letters recorded by Leng Yu.

Shishinanliao

CishibingfeizaiwodejihuazhiZhong

Ou, nanyizixinba

Renshengburuyizhishishiyoubajiu

Pianpianrangwoyushangle

izaicixianshanghuochaiyigen

O!yuanlainidejiaoshengshirucididongting

Niduiyuzheyangdecanjiaoshifouyehenshuxi