While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 575 Appearing in Bottom City
A few days later, when Song He finished his lecture for the day, Xia Hao leaned over with the information he found, and asked with a shy smile, "Officer Song, what about the case in Dicheng?" There seems to be no movement."

"Huh? It shouldn't be!" Song He looked at Xia Hao with an exaggerated expression, tilted his head and put his hands on his hips and asked, "How about I give you a reminder?"

Xia Hao was pleasantly surprised: "Is it possible? Then thank you..."

"Thank you so much!" Song He's eyes widened and he raised his palm to strike.

Xia Hao was startled, subconsciously shrank his head for a moment, but saw Song He said angrily: "I am Qin Xia's police officer, and my job now is to teach you, you really think I can control people's bottom city Police?"

"Hobbies are hobbies. What you have to deal with in the future is our Qin Xia's police work. Figure out your position and focus before thinking about other things! If you dare to put the cart before the horse, I won't be able to deal with you!"

Xia Hao smiled embarrassedly when he heard the words, but in a trance, he felt that Song He Zhengse's reprimand had more of Shen Jianghe's usual charm, and subconsciously gave birth to a trace of awe.

However, Song He's age and his gentle temperament in the past made Xia Hao ignore this trace of awe, and boldly said: "Officer Song, I really want to know the outcome of this case, is there anything you can do?" ?”

Song He looked at Xia Hao seriously, and did not answer his question, but looked into his eyes and asked, "Tell me about your news channel first."

As soon as Xia Hao heard that there was a connection, he quickly confessed to his junior high school classmates who were far away in Dicheng, and then looked at Song He eagerly.

"Are you interested in series of cases?" Song He still didn't answer his question.

"Yes! Especially the serial cases that cannot be solved!" Xia Hao said with glowing eyes: "I think the case of Dicheng has a high probability of becoming a serial murder case, because it has all the prerequisites for a serial murder case!"

"That's true." Song He nodded and said: "From the sense of ritual in the murderer's modus operandi and the subconscious motive of committing the crime, as long as his illness is not cured, the crime will not stop."

"And even if he is cured, he will extremely miss the thrill of committing the crime, urging him to commit the crime again."

"However, in fact, in the five years since this case until now, there has been no similar case in Wei Country. How do you explain this?"

Xia Hao was stunned for a moment: "There is no similar case? Officer Song, why..."

"Why are you so sure?" Song He waved his hand and said nonsense, "I have a friend at the Songcheng Police Academy. He has checked the files of the police academy, and there is no similar case filed."

Song He didn't know that the friend who checked the files of the Gecheng Police Academy for him was fighting wits with Bart Kahn's information security personnel who arranged to investigate the inexplicable mailbox, but this nonsense still made Xia Hao a little confused.

"No..." Xia Hao frowned and said, "...Could it be..."

"No." Song He said decisively: "A case with such obvious characteristics and such atrocious means of committing the crime will be recorded in the records whenever it occurs. There is no possibility of omission."

"So you can think about why the guy who was supposed to do a case every six months stopped suddenly after finishing his first case."

Xia Hao looked at Song He Duran's expression, and thought for a moment: "Leave Wei Country, or die?"

"That's right." Song He nodded: "No matter which one it is, for the Dicheng Police Station, which is already passive and sabotage, even if they restart the investigation, it will be extremely difficult."

"So, don't expect any results."

Xia Hao sighed helplessly after hearing this, and wanted to say something more, but in the end he left under the hint of warning in Song He's eyes.

At night, after Song Heyong had finished his dinner, it was early morning in Dicheng, which was far away across the ocean.

Shortly after an international flight landed, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes and a strong figure walked out of the airport, and Shi Shiran came to the taxi area.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a woman from Wei country standing at the front of the taxi queue, his eyes lit up.

This female from the Ukrainian country was wearing a capable women's suit, her long dark golden hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down to her waist, her skin was fair and flawless, and her facial features were bright and soft, which was quite eye-catching.

The strong middle-aged man watched her casually hail a taxi and watched the taxi leave. Then he looked away and secretly sighed in his heart that white women were more attractive.

Not long after the robust middle-aged man left the airport, a private plane landed at Dicheng Airport.

The door of the plane opened slowly, and the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong walked out of the cabin one after another, looked at the city in the distance before walking down.

"It seems that the city government has recovered well after going bankrupt." The mixed-race man seemed to be in a good mood and looked around with interest.

Uncle Zhong was happy to see the mixed-race man in a happy mood. He nodded and smiled and said, "The doorway inside is really interesting. If it is written in a book, it will definitely be wonderful, and it will surprise many people."

The mixed-race man seemed to think of something, he laughed and said, "Then I'm here to cultivate a self-made sardine, wouldn't it be too kind?"

"Compared to the status quo of Di City, it may be a good thing or maybe it is." Uncle Zhong's eyes flashed brightly: "And that sardine will become a giant shark in Di City sooner or later with Master Wei supporting him."

"I'm afraid there will be very exciting scenes for us to enjoy during the drama staged."

The mixed-race man blinked and thought for a while, showing a sunny smile, and his neat white teeth flickered coldly: "That's right, the chessboard is already crowded with chess pieces, you need to clean it to make the chess game you want."

An hour later, the mixed-race man, who had enjoyed the scenery of the city, entered a high-end hotel with Uncle Zhong, surrounded by his subordinates.

Going straight to the presidential suite on the top of the building, the mixed-race man sat on a chair by the window, stretched his waist and said with a smile: "Sure enough, every city has places that are pleasing to the eye. Although it is a bit miserable, there are also many opportunities. .”

Uncle Zhong moved slowly and quickly, put a blanket on the half-race man's lap, then handed him a cup of warm purified water, and said with a gentle smile, "It seems that Master Wei has a plan."

"Yeah." The mixed-race man looked at the time as he spoke, and then withdrew his smile, and slowly stretched out his right hand: "Let's connect."

Upon seeing this, Uncle Zhong skillfully took out a mask engraved with strange patterns and gently placed it in the mixed-race man's hand.

Then, in the gap where the mixed-race man was wearing a mask, he turned on his portable laptop and clicked on one of the software.

After a while, the masked mixed-race man clicked on a contact number in the software.

At the same time, in a bar with closed doors and windows in the bottom city, a black man with a well-proportioned physique and obvious muscular lines was sitting alone in a small but locked room, looking nervously at the old computer in front of him. .

Suddenly, the software on the computer flickered for a moment, and then it opened by itself and a video window popped up. In an instant, a mask exuding a strange aura occupied most of the screen.

"Hello, Mr. Bernie Bates." The mixed-race man's voice became very strange after the voice-changing process:

"Nice to meet you, I'm Loki."

(End of this chapter)