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"Yes, speaking of it, this should be the fifth one. It seems that he just died shortly after."

"Xiao Chen, who is the person who reported the case?" Nan Mingchuan put his hands in his pocket, looked at the criminal policeman who was calling Professor Luo just now, and asked.

"It's the workers at this construction site. As soon as they started working in the evening, they immediately called the police when they saw the body."

Several workers wearing hard hats were trembling and accepting the police's inquiry.

"This murderer has a good intelligence, and he always chooses to attack in the wilderness." Team Nan looked at the deceased carefully again, "It seems that he has seen this deceased somewhere."

"She is a relative of the victim of a serial murder that happened in Ruishan Village last month. She is named Jiang Chunmei. She is a section chief in a clothing factory and has no children."

"It's that. I've seen it in the Jiang family's album. The murderer committed a targeted crime, and it seems that the Jiang family was the one who committed the crime." Nan Mingchuan frowned.

"What about that incident at the beginning of the month?"

Luo Yu looked a little solemn, as if he had thought of something.

Nan Mingchuan looked down at the watch on his wrist: "Director Wang told me that it seems that Kong Qing is the illegitimate daughter of Jiang Yue." "That's amazing. Now the only one who is still alive in Jiang's generation is left?" Criminal Policeman Xiao Chen replied.

"He is protected by our police now, there should be no problem with him." Nan Mingchuan nodded.

"Have you investigated the reason why the murderer attacked Jiang?"

"Their family has a good reputation in the village. The eldest son used to do petty theft, but now he is a well-known gas station owner in Suzhou. The whole family is dedicated. I really can't figure out why he suffered such difficulties."

"What do you say about the illegitimate daughter?"

"We have also investigated the other end, and the suspicious people have been tried one by one. There is a motive for the crime, but the absenteeism is also sufficient."

What a tricky case.

Luo Yu thought that he opened the collar of the body and exposed a needle hole on the side neck for the team to see.

"It seems that this deceased had been injected with something before his death."

"What?"

"Eighty-mostly it is a muscle relaxant, but you have to go to the dissection table to make it clear." Luo Yu threw down his gloves.

"Well, Xiao Chen, you will go to nearby hospitals and pharmacies with Xiao Li tomorrow."

"Okay." Xiao Chen showed a very unhappy expression when he heard this, but he nodded and agreed.

After Nan Mingchuan handled the matter here, he looked at Professor Luo in front of him.

"Then, Lao Luo, there should be no problem with the school, right?"

His words sounded like he was talking to himself. Luo Yu didn't say anything and gave him a wink.

"Since I don't believe me, why not send more people here?"

"At present, at least......" Nan Mingchuan looked elsewhere and muttered in a low voice, "At least this is the only way before the real murderer."

"Captain, just sent a message from the traffic management station, and surveillance videos of several nearby routes have been transmitted." Xiao Chen's voice came over.

"That....."

Nan Mingchuan ran his eyes towards Luo Yu, showing a look of alertness.

"Take me over and see, the rest of you clean up the scene and take these workers to the bureau to take notes. The reporters should come later. The guys were excited to see the bodies like vultures."

......

After passing through the square, the Suzhou Metro Line 2 I was on would become more and more popular in the carriages with only a few passengers. I have always had a feeling of disgust for places with a large number of people.

I haven't driven past the square station yet, and the carriage is still empty. I am sitting in the corner with my stomach and holding the oil-paper umbrella tightly in both hands. It may rain today.

There are other girls in the school who wear oil paper umbrellas, which should not be surprising.

I don't know why, I care very much about such things.

Because I have a special liking for retro things, I will pay attention to things with ancient charm around me and always find a warm atmosphere similar to the nostalgic food.

This oil-paper umbrella was purchased from an umbrella shop famous for the Tingyutang on the river when they were traveling to a small town in Jiangnan with their parents.

It is really interesting to hold up an oil-paper umbrella on rainy days, but I am worried that I will be laughed at if I look out of place with the surroundings.

Ah, speaking of it, the first time I saw that person was at that time, frivolous and a little addicted to coffee, but-

It's a memory that people like.

"Welcome to take Suzhou Metro Line 2. The square station is ahead of this train. Passengers who get off the train should prepare in advance."

Entering the square station, many passengers flooded in, and two girls who seemed to be the same age as me sat beside me.

Feel their sight.

Is it true that the oil-paper umbrella I am holding is strange? Or is the paper bag I am holding is very conspicuous?

The paper bag contains the newly made egg pudding. I don’t know if he likes it. After getting off the subway, I sent an email to ask.

I couldn't help holding the umbrella harder.

"Good morning, Nangong."

The girl sitting next to me suddenly raised her hands and said hello to me.

“…?”

Because it was too sudden, I don't know how to react to it.

"You are too enthusiastic, and people will be scared."

Another girl said in a complaining tone.

......They know me? They looked at them carefully with their heads down, as if they were classmates?

"Good morning, good morning."

He barely squeezed out a smile that was not considered a smile.

"But, you didn't take the subway to school before, did you? What's wrong with this today?" the girl who greeted me asked curiously.

Nangong held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand tightly, not knowing what he was thinking: "My father is busy recently...so..."

"Wow! Will Xiaomiya's father still send you to school? What a competent father!"

My face turned red. It was strange that my father still needed to pick him up and drop him off at this age?

In fact, my father in my mind is far from the competent father they heard of. The time he took me to school was one of the few opportunities he could give me to live alone.
Chapter completed!