Who moved my novel?

"Wang Bureau, the blood ink has been updated."

Reading novels during meetings is bound to be scolded by the boss.

But reading novels with bloody ink is an exception.

"What?" Director Wang didn't care at all about the meeting to read novels, and eagerly grabbed the policeman's cell phone: "What did he write?"

"It's not like I wrote about anything big." The policeman sorted out his words and said, "I just wrote about a kidnapping case, at least it wasn't a murder case."

"Is it just kidnapping?" Wang Ju breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, at least no one died."

"What do you mean it's okay?" Zhou Ju on the side raised his eyebrows: "Kidnapping is also a big deal."

"It's good if no one is dead." Wang Ju shook his head, lowered his head and checked his phone. While reading, he asked: "Did you write something down? Can you wait until the kidnapping to rescue the person in time?"

"No." The policeman shook his head: "It only stated that a few children were kidnapped, but not the time and place. Not only that, the result of the kidnapping was also very hasty. The kidnappers actually released the children directly."

"Let him go?" Director Wang looked at the policeman doubtfully: "Why?"

"There is no reason." The policeman shrugged: "I thought it might be because there was really no content to write in the blood ink, so I just wrote a few things to make up the numbers. How should I put it? The entire case was written with no logic. Not to mention the murderer's behavior. It’s also very strange. Maybe this is what people often say is that the talent is exhausted?”

"Don't underestimate Xuemo, please explain in detail." Wang Ju said cautiously.

"There's nothing to go into details. The criminal kidnapped several children into a cemetery and then did nothing. He neither extorted money nor harmed the kidnapped children. He didn't even let anyone else know about it. He released the children on his own." The policeman slowly shook his head: "Wang Bureau, it's not me, and it's not that I'm arrogant. Do you think this is really possible? I can write such an article!"

"Possible! Everything is possible!" Wang Ju said without thinking: "If it is written in blood and ink, it may really happen, no matter what the meaning is, whether it is there or not."

Everyone in the Chixin City Public Security Bureau has their own opinions on the matter of Xue Mo's special ability, and there has been no final conclusion, but everyone knows and admits one thing: the one thing written by Xue Mo! Certainly! meeting! hair! born!

"Then... how about we go investigate?" Seeing that Bureau Wang had said so, the police officer couldn't refute it.

"No need." Director Wang shook his head: "Continue checking, don't worry about it."

"But those children..." The policeman looked at Director Wang in confusion. It was Director Wang who said something would happen, and it was Director Wang who said he didn't need to worry about it. Alas, it's hard to guess what the leader is thinking!

"No matter what he does." Director Wang waved his hand: "Since it is written in blood and ink that the child will be released, he will definitely be released. Besides, we have no clues now, so we might as well wait while we handle the case."

"Knock, knock, knock!" Just when the policeman was about to ask something else, a knock on the door interrupted his conversation with Bureau Wang.

"Have you finished asking?" Director Zhou looked at the man. His return meant that the short rest was over.

"Yes, Director Zhou." The policeman nodded: "I have asked those drivers in detail, and I have a complete understanding of the boss's situation."

"Okay." Director Zhou nodded and clapped his hands: "Brothers who are sleeping, please wake up. Let's continue."

"Tell me, what's going on with that man?" Seeing that everyone was awake, Director Zhou looked at the policeman and asked, "What's going on with that so-called 'boss'?"

"It was said that he was a person who wanted to order food, and he went with them to check the quality of the food that day." The policeman said: "That person went to the garage where the motorcade was located that morning, followed them to the vegetable market, and then followed Went to the hospital."

"Always following?" Director Zhou frowned slightly, and quickly thought of a question: "Then does he have a knife?"

"No." The policeman shook his head: "That's exactly the problem. No one has seen that knife. The people in the hospital's kitchen can confirm that it doesn't belong to the hospital or the dead cleaner, so it must be The murderer brought it, but he couldn't go in openly carrying the knife. "

"Those drivers didn't see that man carrying a knife?" Bureau Zhou confirmed.

"No, and the man has changed his clothes, so it's impossible to hide in his clothes." The policeman nodded.

"Changing clothes?" Wang Ju on the side asked in confusion: "What are you changing clothes for?"

"It is said that I want to see the most real process, and the person did help me during the grocery shopping process."

"help?"

"Well, I'll help move things, but there's no need to worry about that, because the entire moving process is watched by several drivers. There's no chance that person would hide the knife in the box."

"Could it be someone from the wholesale market who helped hide the knife?"

"This is almost impossible, because the stores where the drivers buy things every day are not the same, and there is no obvious situation where the price of a particular store is particularly low that day. It is said that there are many things that they struggled with for a long time before they determined where they were. Buy it at home.”

"This is a bit strange." Director Zhou frowned slightly: "They are in this industry, but they don't have a stable supplier?"

"I've asked this question too." The policeman said confidently: "They told me their logic, and it's actually easy to understand. They control the customer base and therefore the money. Those merchants are bound to want People are vying to cooperate with them. If they sign a fixed contract, it will affect their income. "

“Well, although I can’t say it’s completely right, it’s normal to have this kind of thought.” Director Zhou nodded, and suddenly thought of a question: “Why did they let the customer help move things? Did the person want to go there on his own?”