Zhou Sisi is the editor-in-chief of the famous publisher Lujiang Publishing House. She was a best-selling writer in her early years. Most of the novels she published were sold for hot sale, and many of them sold film and television copyrights, adapted into dramas, TV series and movies. A variety of IP marketing has achieved good results and box office. Although her reputation is polarized, in terms of the current hopeless commercialization trend, each of Zhou Sisi's books is very successful. Whether it is the book she wrote herself or the book of the author she signed.

She also successfully squeezed into the list of rich writers in China, but in recent years she has received constant bad reviews, and even a "Zhou" craze has been set off on the Internet. The reason is that she "stole" the works of her authors. One of her colleagues once revealed online that since Zhou Sisi was an editor, she has established her own gunman team and used her three-character "Zhou Sisi" sign to sell dog meat with her head and sell fake literary works. A work is often made by more than a dozen gunmen, and some people say that she steals the works of unknown young authors in the same company, uses her manuscripts to process them into her own works, etc. In short, this woman's reputation has been considered bad in the past two years, but it does not prevent her from becoming famous. She is still hired as the editor-in-chief by the publishing house at a high price. Her social circle is also in the entertainment circle and the celebrity circle, and her life is still colorful and bright. Until today, she was killed.

When Chu Xingyun saw whether He Cheng could be asked if he could, he turned to ask Xiao Shu who was the young man who was taken home by He Cheng on May 6? If he didn't find this person, he wouldn't be able to remove the shit on He Cheng's head!

Xiao Shu looked at him with a strange look for a while, and his tone was also unpredictable: "Did you see it?"

Chu Xingyun: "My fucking--I hit me right after entering the door, but I wanted to avoid suspicion!"

Xiao Shu's eyes were even more intriguing: "Although I know this, I don't know the identity of 'his'."

"Where is the name?"

"I don't know either."

Chu Xingyun looked up at the detention room upstairs and looked: "A person with unknown origin dares to take it home. Sooner or later, this little bastard will be killed in the bed."

He Cheng refused to tell him whereabouts on May 6. The only stupid way left was to retrieve the surveillance in the "Jiuli Jinting" community where he lived, and then track his path all the way until it was proved that he had nothing to do with Zhou Sisi's disappearance. Because he was willful and did not cooperate with the police in handling the case, the investigation workload would increase so much. The police also hated He Cheng's teeth, but they did not dare to complain in front of Chu Xingyun, so they could only swallow the swear words.

Chu Xingyun took the lead in his hands and said that he would investigate He Cheng. Zheng Xihe was responsible for investigating Zhou Sisi. The Butterfly Duke who suddenly disappeared three years ago has made a comeback without any signs. This bad killer disappeared inexplicably and his comeback is full of doubts. Whether from experience or from perverted psychology, there must be a reason for "he" to choose Zhou Sisi. Perhaps it is possible that Zhou Sisi can inspire him to sleep in his three years of killing, so it is safest to investigate from Zhou Sisi's social circle.

Although Zheng Xihe and Chu Xingyun were not in the way, he admitted Chu Xingyun's professionalism. After hearing that he assigned the task, he took his own people out for investigation.

Yang Kaitai came back to the bathroom and passed the police office on the second floor. He saw everyone bowing their heads and walking around, busy as if the number of cases solved in various places at the end of the year was as if the number of cases was summarized in the end of the year. Chu Xingyun stood next to Gao Yuannan's seat, holding the table, bent down and staring at the surveillance footage in Gao Yuannan's computer, with a serious and serious expression, like a tiger ready to go, full of impetus.

He reached out and grabbed a face-to-face detective who was passing by: "Hey, are you investigating Zhou Sisi's case?"

"Yes, I don't understand. He Cheng refused to explain his absentee clues clearly. Then let him say that if the suspect is not tried, he will trouble his brother to find a certificate of absence for him. This prince is too arrogant."

Yang Kaitai glanced at him carefully and pointed out his identity in one sentence: "You are Captain Zheng of the detachment, right?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Yang Kaitai shook his head, thinking that no wonder he could say such stupid words. Not to mention that those who work under Chu Xingyun are familiar with Chu Xingyun's approach to torture and torture confessions. Moreover, there are not many people in the municipal bureau who are not clear about his relationship with He Cheng, and it is impossible for him to interrogate He Cheng in an eagle-like manner. As for what his relationship with He Cheng is, I am doubtful for the time being.

Qiao Shishi and Liu Meng came back from the archives room and happened to hear this slight and serious bastard under Zheng Xihe. Qiao Shishi's kindness reminded him: "Comrade, I'm afraid you don't know the temper of our team Chu. He is most annoying to others to keep their serious business and not gossiping. If you have any objections, just raise them in person. I can guarantee that he will kick you out of the task force."

After saying that, he smiled charmingly at him and walked past him with his slender waist.

Seeing that he was still a little confused, Yang Kaitai widened his eyes and looked confused, so he nodded heavily and said to him: "Really."

Back to the deputy captain's office, he pushed the door and saw Fu Yi leaning against the windowsill, holding the case file in his hand and studying with the sunlight shining directly from the window. He lowered his eyes, with his expression focused and serious.

He didn't wear glasses, and the black-framed glasses were pinned in the pocket of his shirt's chest. The thick layer of eyelashes on his long and dark eyelashes were obvious, hanging down like two feather fans. The sunlight scattered from his head cast two very light shadows on his lower eyelashes. At this time, a wind passed through the hot afternoon and crossed the window and blew the documents in his hand. It also blew away the shadows of the two feather fans on his face.

Fu Yi frowned slightly, closed the window behind him with a cigarette holder, and then turned around to continue looking at the documents.

In fact, he no longer smokes. In the past, he was like Chu Xingyun, a hopeless old smoker. But in order not to let the next generation smoke second-hand smoke, he quit smoking when his daughter was born. Now he just occasionally lit a stick and put it in his hand. He didn't smoke, but just let it burn quietly. The smell of smoke helps him think.

But the cigarette in my hand was a bit long, and the fire ring had already ignited the mouthpiece, leaving behind a smoky as if it had been removed by a snake.

Yang Kaitai closed the door, walked quietly to the windowsill, lowered his eyes and took away the cigarette butts between his fingers without saying a word, and then shook the ash in the ashtray on the windowsill. Perhaps Fu Yi stayed under the air conditioner for a long time, his skin was a little wet and the temperature was a little low, and the cigarette mouth that he clamped between his fingers was also stained with the damp and cool skin on his hands.

Yang Kaitai pinched the cigarette butt and suddenly had the urge to try the smell of cigarette.

“How is it outside?”

Fu Yi closed his eyes, which were a little sore because he read the text in the sun, then pulled out his glasses hanging in his pocket on his chest and put them on, and asked him.

"Oh, messy."

Yang Kaitai pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and opened the window he had just closed. A gust of wind rushed in and diluted the smoke in the room.

Fu Yi put the documents on the table and walked towards the door: "Let's go, go out with me."

When he walked out of the office building, he saw Chu Xingyun squatting next to a trash can talking on the phone. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have annoyed him. Chu Xingyun held his forehead and bit his teeth. He also endured it and did not scold him.

Fu Yi thought that it should be a reporter and asked about He Cheng's case, so Chu Xingyun was so flammable and irritable. He had to hold back his temper for the sake of public opinion. He must be extremely upset at this moment.

Five minutes later, Chu Xingyun pinched the phone, stood up and kicked the trash can, cursed 'Fuck' and then looked at Fu Yi who was standing beside him and waiting for him for a while: "What's wrong?"

Today, the sun was shining and the air was stuffy. Fu Yi pulled the collar of his shirt as much as possible in order to cool down, revealing his skin with stars-like sweat, rubbing the sweat on the back of his neck and said, "I think it's strange that Sun Shibin is missing."

Before Chu Xingyun could participate in the missing case, he was not clear about the inside story, only one thing was clear, that is, after Sun Shibin returned home on May 7, the world disappeared. He was not seen in the streets or community surveillance. It seemed that the ghost returned to his residence on the 7th.

Chu Xingyun: "Is it possible that he hid himself?"

Fu Yi asked back: "What's the reason? He has no financial debt. If he deliberately hides, why would Wu Lishuang report the case?"

He threw the problems he had thought about carefully and thought about to Chu Xingyun, wanting the "another possibility" he mentioned or the "possibility" in his heart.

Chu Xingyun's cell phone rang again without stopping for two minutes. He frowned in annoyance, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, turned off the phone, and then said: "All the clues now are broken on No. 8? Is Sun Shibin sure he has returned home on No. 7?"

Fu Yi: "According to the evidence currently available, this is true."

Chu Xingyun bit the smoke and raised his head and looked at the sky covered by the white clouds. Nuo thoughtfully said, "Which did Wu Lishuang report the case?"

Yang Kaitai replied: "On the 11th, the police station did not accept the case. On the 16th, he went to the municipal bureau to report the case."

Fu Yi added lightly: "The community surveillance is only stored for seven days."

The time card is really accurate—

Chu Xingyun was so suspicious that he was not as good as anyone. He was used to doubting everyone. The information on the day Sun Shibin disappeared was gone, which made him unable to help but spread the fishing nets into the sea and re-using the "one-pot" strategy.

"Wu Lishuang said that she and Sun Shibin went to Ludan Mountain to play on the 6th day and returned on the 7th. Is there any evidence?"

Fu Yi said: "She provided a ticket for refueling at the gas station when she went up the mountain No. 6, and the surveillance camera captured Sun Shibin's car going down the mountain No. 7. Wu Xiaoshuang's words now seem to be basically true."

Chu Xingyun: "Since there is no clue on the 8th, then shift the focus to No. 7. Sun Shibin broke up with Wu Lishuang. Is it possible that something happened to him on No. 7? It was Monday. What if he couldn't get out of the house that day on Monday? So he couldn't find any clues about him on No. 8."

Fu Yi felt that Chu Xingyun's thinking should be the most comprehensive of all parties in their criminal investigation team. He could always notice blind spots that others were prone to ignore. His observation ability was always sharp and accurate, and it was difficult to be deceived by any illusion.

Fu Yi suddenly felt that his thoughts were broad and said, "You ask Gao Yuannan or Zhao Er to carefully check Sun Shibin's whereabouts on No. 7."

After saying that, he quickly walked towards the parking lot. Yang Kaitai greeted Chu Xingyun and wanted to raise his heel to Fu Yi, but Chu Xingyun pinched his shoulder.

Chu Xingyun bit the cigarette mouth and smiled a little evilly: "Be smart, although Team Fu is invincible, he is also a family member. If something happens, you have to take care of each other."

Yang Kaitai understood that he was referring to the injury of Fu Yizhuan's pursuer a few days ago. He felt a deep guilt in his heart, and a layer of redness was painted on his ears. He looked at Chu Xingyun and said solemnly, "Don't worry, captain, I will definitely protect Team Fu!"

Fu Yi drove out an off-road vehicle, stood at the gate and honked the horn, and Yang Kaitai trotted over.

Chu Xingyun was stunned by the resolute and brave little eyes he had just seen, thinking that this was the first time he had seen Yang Kaitai so motivated. It was just not to pursue the murderer, but to protect Fu Yi.

He was a little confused about Yang Kaitai's way.

At this time, Qiao Shishi stretched out his head from the second floor and shouted at him: "Boss? Why did your phone turn off? The peripheral team can't contact you!"

Chu Xingyun glanced at her and told her with his eyes: I understand, shut up.

The outer shell of the sun-baked phone is very hot, and his phone is a bit difficult to turn it off and turn it on. Before he could successfully turn it on, he saw a black troop passing through the door and parked quietly in front of him. The driver's door was opened first. A strong and tall man walked down, first opened the trunk and took out a wheelchair and placed it, then opened the door of the back seat, and helped a man out of the car.

Chu Xingyun saw Jiang Zhaonan bent over and out of the car, stepping on the ground and hanging his right foot in the air, then sat in a wheelchair, smiling at him with a bright face: "Long time no see Captain Chu."

Chu Xingyun had long seen that there was something wrong with his right leg. He could still walk when he saw him last time. Now it seems that he has to rely on a wheelchair when traveling.

“…What’s wrong with the legs?”

His curiosity about his physical condition exceeded the questioning of the reason why he appeared in the police station. Chu Xingyun did not know how to ask in a roundabout way.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhaonan showed an indifferent expression, shrugged and smiled, "Old disease."

Chu Xingyun no longer asked, asking him what he was doing here.

Jiang Zhaonan tapped his finger on the armrest of the wheelchair and the bodyguard pushed him forward a few steps.

"I heard that a female corpse was found in the garbage dump in Huxi Lane?"

Chu Xingyun looked at him calmly and cautiously, took off the cigarette butt, and smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Jiang is quite concerned about the news."

Jiang Zhaonan smiled and said, "There is no way. I am also a citizen of Yinjiang. I care about the police's progress in solving the case, and also care about my own life safety."

Chu Xingyun and he said to him: "It should be, but I cannot disclose the details of the case. The information will not be exposed during the police investigation."

Jiang Zhaonan waved his hand slightly exaggeratedly, and his laughter was hearty: "No, no, Captain Chu misunderstood, I'm not here to find out the news." As he said that, he looked at him: "I'm here to testify."

The politeness on Chu Xingyun's face also collapsed: "What certificate should I do?"

Jiang Zhaonan said slowly: "I know that the second master has been temporarily detained by you because of insufficient absent evidence. I came here to prove him. On May 6th, we will be together."

After saying that, he raised his hand to his forehead to block the sunlight and said with a smile: "Captain Chu, go in and talk, it's so hot today."

Because Jiang Zhaonan was unable to move, Chu Xingyun took him to an office on the first floor. Several criminal police officers in the office were very eye-catching and prepared to leave. Chu Xingyun called one of them: "Bring He Cheng over."

Five minutes later, Qiao Shishi personally sent He Cheng down from the upper floor. When He Cheng saw Jiang Zhaonan, his eyes floated over him with a faint look, as if he had not seen him. He sat down on a chair near the door and asked Chu Xingyun: "Do you want me to be detained in another place?"

Chu Xingyun felt that there must be a problem between the two of them. Although He Cheng was cold, he had never treated his friends so unworthy of face. Before today, he and Jiang Zhaonan were friends, but at this time he looked like friends who were having a quarrel.

Jiang Zhaonan still smiled very enthusiastically, touched his chin and looked at He Cheng and said, "Second Master is really a friend. He keeps the secret between us so tightly."

The office smelled very strong and the braised smell was floating. I guess a few buddies had been in this office for several nights just now. Chu Xingyun had become accustomed to this smell, but in order to take care of someone's nose that was more sensitive than a dog, he opened both windows. Then he walked to a desk facing He Cheng, leaned against the edge of the table, hugged his arms and glanced at the two of them, and said to Jiang Zhaonan: "What's the secret? Tell me clearly."

He Cheng's eyes that were originally placed outside the window suddenly pulled back, placed on Chu Xingyun's face, and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Chu Xingyun looked at him for a moment, his eyes dimmed and darkened: "I want to know more about you being so shirkable to me."

He Cheng's jaw became tighter and tighter, and he sneered: "Are you interested in asking about my private affairs? Chu--"

"Don't talk for now."

Chu Xingyun cut off his words lightly, then looked at Jiang Zhaonan: "You can start Mr. Jiang, I hope you understand that you need to be responsible for every word you say."

Jiang Zhaonan's eyes were very quiet and cold, like a layer of water that formed ice. The black eyeballs fell on the ice and the two ink that could not be dizzy. The black and white eyes were filled with the tranquility of ice water, and it looked a little murderous.
To be continued...