The Underworld Detective

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Before Song Heting investigated the three generations of Sun Bingxin's ancestors, I quickly dragged her out of the round field and placed the mother and daughter in the hotel. Song Jie said: "I have slept on the plane, I don't want to sleep so early! I want to talk to my cousin Go and see the city's nightlife. "

Talking, his eyes glanced at Song Xingchen unconsciously or unintentionally.

A gentleman has the beauty of an adult. I said, "Aunt, will I take Song Jie out for a while?"

Song Heting urged: "Don't drink, come back early."

Song Jie laughed: "Mom is the best!" Then she held Song Heting's neck and kissed her on the face.

When I went out, I gave Song Jie to Song Xingchen and let them go alone. I went back to the store first. Sun Bingxin was still there and laughed: "Your aunt is so handsome, I don't know if you have Relatives. "

For a while, my head was big: "Nanjiang is about to make a **** storm."

Sun Bingxin asked gossip: "Who is that lovely little sister?"

I replied, "Far room cousin!"

"Good relationship with you?"

I waved my hand: "Don't think blindly, she likes Song Xingchen. The two grew up together."

Sun Bingxin put down his heart, and pretended to be surprised: "But aren't they close relatives?"

I have asked Song Xingchen about this. It turns out that Song Xingchen and Song Jie's blood relationship has already come out of five suits. Song Xingchen's parents are both masters of national arts. Both of them died in a mission. Song Jie can get married, and I don't know if Song Heting will agree.

For the next few days, I was so nervous. The mother and daughter came to me without going shopping, and saw the room where I lived like a pig's nest. Song Heting forced me and Wang to clean it vigorously for three hours!

When she saw me ordering takeaways, she threw away all the takeaways from me and Wang Dali, and went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of ingredients and stuff them in the refrigerator.

Song Heting's craftsmanship is very good, that is, sitting with her to eat is very depressing.

In order to keep me away from the "unhealthy" diet, she even taught Luo Youyou to cook, and I was completely speechless.

The special case team has not received a case recently, but members are required to show up every day and take turns on duty to deal with emergencies. I was not very happy sitting in the deserted conference room for a while, and since Song Heting came, I have applied for duty on a voluntary basis for several days.

This morning, Sun Bingxin and I were chatting in the conference room. Huang Xiaotao came in and asked, "Bingxin, do you like Hanfu?"

Sun Bingxin's eyes lighted up: "You mean Qu Qu's deep suit? I like it very much. When the CCTV broadcasted the ancient poetry contest last year, there was a surge of Chinese learning. I also followed suit and bought a Chinese costume. wear."

"Then enjoy it!"

Huang Xiaotao took out two photos and placed them on the table. The first photo shows two female corpses being held in an iron cage, wearing Chinese clothes, one red and one white, and the whole body was soaked. The female corpse's face was corroded. , Flesh and blood.

In the second photo, a man in Hanfu was hung from a tree with his hands tied, his stomach was cut open, and his **** intestine was dragged outside. Similarly, the male corpse's face was corroded.

At first impression, I felt that this was not an ordinary case, and a little excitement erupted in my heart.

Sun Bingxin looked at the photo, his eyebrows slowly raised: "Wow, it is really Hanfu!"

"Your focus is a little different!" I murmured, "I haven't seen what happened to people wearing Hanfu? Why, Nanjiang City has a Hanfu murderer?" The next sentence was to Huang Xiaotao.

"Of course not ours here. This is the information sent by the Jiangling Municipal Bureau. I intercepted it from Captain Xing. I think you may be interested in this case." Huang Xiaotao explained.

"Jiang Ling?" I was excited for a while: "Going to handle cases overseas? Great, finally I can find an excuse to hide from that woman!"

"Hey, the ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River." Sun Bingxin slaps his hands and slaps: "Wearing a Hanfu and shaking a fan to break a bizarre murder case, it's so interesting, I'm going."

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Since this is the case, leave now!"

Let ’s go, I ’m afraid Song Heting knows that he needs to protect me personally. I texted Song Xingchen and asked him to come over quietly to gather and bring some of my necessary tools.

After half an hour, five of us, this time without the old man, drove two cars towards Jiangling City.

Gangneung City is located north of Nanjiang City. It is a three-hour drive. Surrounded by two veins, the people are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. It was praised by poets thousands of years ago. Along the way, Sun Bingxin was thinking about describing ancient poems in Jiangling City. When he saw the sign "Welcome to Jiangling City" on the expressway, he raised his hands in excitement: "Jiangnan ancient city, let's come!"

Huang Xiaotao hit her with a hand and said, "Do you think you're here to play? Is the case handled well?"

I wasn't idle along the way, but read the thick file. The case occurred ten days ago. The first body was found in a garden. At about 5 pm, a group of tourists were visiting the garden, and a male body suddenly fell from the tree. This is the dress shown in the photo. The Hanfu was ripped open, the local police involved in the investigation, but the face of the deceased was severely damaged, and the fingerprints on the ten fingers were also cut off by the murderer, and his identity has not been determined.

The other two female corpses were discovered four days ago. The corpses were abandoned in a university lake, which was discovered when the school cleared the mud on the bottom of the lake. The cage itself was very heavy. The deceased were all about 28 years old. They also suffered facial damage and lack of fingerprints, making it impossible to determine their identity.

The most noticeable of the two cases is the Hanfu on the deceased. The workmanship is quite particular, and the market may sell for more than 1,000 yuan. Gangling police inquired in various ways and locked a small workshop that made and sold Hanfu, but the owner, Ke Wenyuan, was missing. Currently, Ke Wenyuan has been identified as a suspect and is wanted in the city.

We have entered the city, and Sun Bing said, "Do you want to say hello to the city bureau?"

"What does Song Yang mean?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I looked at the phone and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and I said, "It's a waste of time. Don't go. Let's go directly to the scene of the crime."

Huang Xiaotao set up navigation on her phone, and a dozen steering wheels: "Let's go!"

We went to the garden area first. This garden is the official residence of a prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. We bought a ticket to come in, and Sun Bingxin admired: "Wow, Qu Jingtongyou, ingenuity."

Huang Xiaotao also said: "It's also a stone and a tree. How can it be so beautiful? It really deserves its reputation."

The two walked into a pavilion, stopped to take pictures, and I did not disturb their interest, and went to the scene where Song Xingchen was found.

Looking at the photos, I found the tree. Due to the large daily traffic here, fearing to cause social impact, the police withdrew the alert the next day. I looked up and noticed that a branch had broken, it seemed that the dead man had been broken.

There is a lake next to the tree. There is a stone **** on the lake. Rocky rocks are piled on the lakeside. The leaves reveal the antique buildings and the scenery is particularly beautiful.

I groaned, "Is there any special metaphor here for corpses?"