While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 952
New City, Brooklyn, in an apartment, a tall, thin white man was sitting on the sofa, talking about something in pain.

Sarah Boris, who had her blond hair tied into a ponytail, sat opposite him, listening patiently, and from time to time recorded what the man had said in the register in her hand.

"When I got home, I found the door wasn't locked. I knew Maggie must have forgotten to lock the door again..."

"But when I walked into the bedroom, I... God, Maggie she... she was lying on the bed covered in blood..."

"She is so kind and never hurt anyone, but why did God treat her like this..."

In the narration on the man's sad face, Sarah Boris stopped the pen in pity and sighed softly: "I am very sorry for what happened to you and your lover, Mr. Jason."

"I should be the one who died, not her..." The white man named Jason lowered his head in pain, covering his face with his big hands and sobbing.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Just when Sarah Boris was about to say a few more words of comfort to Jason, a sudden knock on the door attracted all her attention.

Jason, who was immersed in grief, slowly raised his head and looked towards the door with a sad expression.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Hello." After another knock on the door, a pleasant male voice with a relaxed tone sounded outside the door: "Officer Sarah Boris, please open the door."

Sarah Boris, who thought the person outside the door was looking for Jason, was taken aback when she heard the words, and immediately remembered who the owner of the voice was. She couldn't help but feel confused, and her expression suddenly became complicated.

"Officer Boris, this is..." Jason looked at Sarah Boris suspiciously, hoping she could explain.

"Please wait a moment." Sarah Boris didn't know how to explain, she could only stand up and go to the door, closed her eyes and took a deep breath to adjust her mood, then opened her eyes and reached out to hold the door handle and twist it gently .

"Officer Sara, I finally found you." The mixed-race man smiled familiarly, and wanted to walk inside.

"What are you here for?" How could Sarah let him easily enter the house, and stood behind the door without moving an inch, blocking the way of the half-race man, and whispered shyly, "I'm working!"

"It was the chief who asked me to come and assist you." The mixed-race man shrugged and smiled, then took out a police officer's card and handed it to Sarah Boris.

"Why do you have this!" Sarah Boris saw at a glance that the police officer's ID card in the mixed-race man's hand was really not authentic, and was surprised but also slightly relieved.

"Bought it." The mixed-race man blinked and smiled, pointing to the floor under Sarah Boris' feet: "Can you get out of the way?"

"What about Uncle Zhong?" Sarah Boris, who was staring at the mixed-race man, still didn't move away, but her tone softened: "I need to introduce you two to the victim's family."

"Officer Sarah, I'm your assistant." The loyal uncle who was also outside the door smiled and spoke at the right time, looking at the mixed-race man and Sarah Boris with kindness in his eyes.

Hearing this, Sarah Boris nodded, quickly wrote down the information on the police officer's card, gave the mixed-race man a slight look, then handed back the police officer's card, and stepped back to make room for the door.

The mixed-race man smiled in satisfaction, walked past Sarah Boris freely, and sat down in front of the somewhat dazed Jason, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Jason, hello, I'm Sarah Boris You can call me Carl, the officer's partner."

"Because of some delays on the road, I'm late, I hope you don't mind."

"Uh...it's okay." Jason replied with a blank expression, and suddenly felt that his sadness had become very incoherent because of the sudden appearance of the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong.

At this time, Sarah Boris returned to the house, saw the mixed-race man sitting in his original seat, snorted angrily, and sat in another empty seat.

"Officer Sarah Boris." The mixed-race man seemed to like seeing Sarah Boris angry, and asked with a grin, "How far have we gone?"

"Sorting out the case." As soon as the case was mentioned, Sarah Boris quickly entered the working state, turned to Jason and said seriously: "Mr. Jason, please continue."

"Okay." Jason nodded, recalled a bit, and continued to tell what he saw before calling the police.

Half an hour later, Jason stopped talking with his eyes flushed, his face full of sadness.

Sarah Boris felt something in her heart, and was about to say a few words of relief when she felt the back of her hand feel warm. It was a mixed-race man who suddenly placed his palm on the back of her hand.

In an instant, Sarah Boris felt a loud bang in her head, blowing away her originally well-adjusted thoughts!

"It can be seen that you and your lover love each other very much." The mixed-race man glanced at Sarah Boris, whose face was flushed and in confusion, and wondered in his heart that he just stopped her from speaking, why did she have such an expression?
However, the mixed-race man quickly returned his thoughts to Jason, withdrew his hand that stopped Sarah Boris, and said sympathetically, "Your experience is very worthy of sympathy, but I still want to ask you a question."

"What's the question?" Jason asked following the mixed-race man's words, while Sarah Boris came back to his senses and looked at the mixed-race man curiously.

The mixed-race man smiled when he saw this, stared into Jason's eyes and asked word by word: "What good will your wife's death bring you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the room fell into a silence that could be heard falling needles!
"You..." Jason blushed from embarrassment, stood up suddenly, pointed at the mixed-race man's nose and said incoherently, "You... how dare you..."

"What's the matter?" The mixed-race man raised his legs indifferently, looked at the distraught Jason and Sarah Boris, who was secretly vigilantly holding his gun, with interest, and said with a soft smile, "Did I poke you in the middle?" ?”

"Please get out! You are not welcome in my home!" Jason gritted his teeth with wide-eyed eyes: "Get out!"

"Okay!" The mixed-race man stood up indifferently, and smiled freely: "A year ago, you bought a huge amount of insurance for your wife from the insurance company."

"At this time, your lover died of murder, and you can get about 300 million compensation from this insurance. It's very exciting, isn't it?"

"Get out! Get out of my house!" Jason, who was extremely angry, shouted hysterically: "I want to sue you for defamation! Wait for the court summons!"

"I don't care." The mixed-race man shrugged, turned to the bewildered Sarah Boris, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to complain, find evidence that he murdered his wife as soon as possible."

After all, the mixed-race man laughed, and left Jason's house with his loyal uncle who was always following behind him.

Inside the house, the panting Jason stared at Sarah Boris who was a little at a loss, pointed to the door and shouted: "And you! Get out of my house!"

"Calm down! Mr. Jason." Sarah Boris, who was annoyed at the misbehavior of the mixed-race man, rolled her eyes and slowly exited the room with her hands raised.

"I thought you would try your best to apologize to him." On the side of the street, the mixed-race man with a look on his face looked at Sarah Boris who was rushing towards him with a smile.

"So you're just here to mess with my job?" Sarah Boris stood in front of the mixed-race man with wide eyes, but failed to put on an angry look.

"Maybe it's a good thing for you?" The mixed-race man tilted his head and smiled, then secretly pointed to Jason's house behind Sarah Boris: "That guy is watching us through the blinds."

"It's strange not to take a peek!" Sarah Boris said angrily, "If you have such information, just tell me in private, but you just made him alert!"

"That's interesting, isn't it?" The mixed-race man smiled happily.

"Bring it!" Sarah Boris rolled her eyes and stretched out her white and soft palm.

"It's really ugly." The mixed-race man teased, staring into Sarah Boris' eyes and asking, "Do you know how hard it took me to get this information?"

"You almost screwed up my work." Sarah Boris still stretched out her palm: "He has a perfect alibi, so he must have bought someone to kill someone."

"Give me the identity of the killer and evidence of contact between him and the killer."

"Officer Sarah Boris, you are a police officer, not a robber." The mixed-race man looked at the fearless and unrelenting Sarah Boris with interest, and emphasized: "I am a bad person, cruel and cold-blooded. Kind of."

"Really?" Sarah Boris smiled, and said as a matter of course: "Then it's only natural for me to blackmail you?"

"It seems that you have made up your mind to eat the overlord's meal." The mixed-race man laughed and shook his head, and gestured to the loyal uncle behind him.

With a kind smile on his face, Uncle Zhong handed over the document bag he had prepared to Sarah Boris, and said softly: "In addition to the things you mentioned, there are also Jason's recent whereabouts records, call records and bank statements. .”

"Thank you Uncle Zhong." Sarah Boris smiled sweetly, took the file bag and glanced at the mixed-race man before turning around and walking towards her car.

Seeing Sarah Boris driving away, the mixed-race man put away the excited smile on his face, looked coldly at Jason's apartment, and said coldly: "Uncle Zhong, let the guys inside stay until Sarah when he was arrested."

Uncle Zhong bowed his head and bowed his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a chill appeared in his eyes as he stared at Jason's apartment: "Okay, Master Wei, I'll arrange it now."

Just as the mixed-race man and the loyal uncle paved the way for Sarah Boris to solve the case, Song He, who was far away in Qinxia, ​​was taking a nap on the bullet train.

Not long after he fell asleep, the annoying cell phone rang in the dimly lit compartment, waking him up and at the same time drawing glaring glances from other disturbed passengers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Song He, who immediately connected to the phone without looking at it, got up and apologized to the surrounding passengers, and then trotted to the connecting part of the car, and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Master." Song He rubbed his face to regain his energy, scratched his head and said, "It's almost midnight now, you haven't slept yet?"

"Who made me unable to sleep, don't you know?" Shen Jianghe snorted coldly: "As soon as you stretched out your hand, you pulled down the manager of Heyu District. If I don't deal with the aftermath for you, what the hell are you going to do? Are you leaving Fucheng?"

"Your old man's great kindness, my disciple, I will never forget it." Song He sent a sentence of gratitude without sincerity, and then asked heartlessly: "This matter has been approved by your old man, so Call me so late, it can't be because of this matter, right?"

"Let's get straight to the point, Master. You are old, you have to rest early, otherwise you will wake up tomorrow with blood thickened."

"San Gao, you ghost! I'm in good health!" Shen Jianghe was aroused by Song He's voice, and asked angrily, "Where is the next stop?"

"Ke Cheng." Song He replied quickly.

"I guess so." Shen Jianghe's tone eased, and he said in a deep voice: "Kecheng happened to have a case, and I asked Qindu. Now that you're here, handle it for me."

"Okay." Song He readily agreed, and then asked curiously: "Master, what case is it? I need to go to Qindu to ask for help."

"I saw that you, a little bastard, have been concentrating on calculating Wu Guihai recently, and have not paid attention to the cases in other places." Shen Jianghe habitually scolded Song He, and then explained: "If you go to a major case, you should understand it yourself. "

"You're always here to whet my appetite..." Song He dissatisfied murmured silently, then patted his chest and said loudly: "Don't worry! I promise to complete the task satisfactorily!"

"Be serious, don't lose the chain." Shen Jianghe warned, and then hung up the phone.

After saying goodbye to Shen Jianghe, Song He thought for a moment and picked up his mobile phone to connect to the Internet and began to check the news about Kecheng, trying to find any clues about his mission.

However, just after he typed the word Ke Cheng in the search engine, a large list of automatically generated search items popped up, all of which were the beginnings of major criminal cases!
"I'll go! What kind of case did Kecheng encounter?" Song He clicked on a search item in surprise and read it quickly.

Soon, he understood the outline of Ke Cheng's major case through the news.

A week ago, when several children were playing on the outskirts of Kecheng, in the depths of the woods about [-] meters away from the road, they found a person hanging from a tree with a crooked neck.

Several children were terrified, and immediately went home and told the adults.The adults were also taken aback, and after going to the scene of the crime together to confirm that what the child said was true, they immediately called the police.

After the police arrived, they immediately found that this was a brutal homicide case. After all, there was no thing on the scene for the deceased to step on, and there was no trace of climbing up a tree and then jumping off, so it was impossible for the deceased to kill himself. Hang up.

After clarifying this point, the police sealed off the scene to start an investigation, and the information about the deceased that the reporter could hear ended there.

However, shortly after the body was discovered, several reporters who were interested in obtaining more information prepared to go behind the crime scene and secretly take some photos, but they discovered a second hanging body deeper in the woods. Corpse!

(End of this chapter)