Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

A week has passed since the embarrassing incident at Xu Guannan's home.

When Yang Xing left, his face was flushed and his blood was boiling.

At first Yang Xing thought that he was too proud, but when he couldn't sleep at night and just wanted to fight, he finally came to his senses.

His ginseng is very nutritious.

She is a typical example of someone who has been made up.

Yang Xing thought back to how Xu Guannan ate a lot, but in the end his face was only slightly red, and his fingertips were trembling slightly as he lay flat on the bed.

How bad is that person's health?

For a period of time afterwards, he did not contact her again. Yang Xing was busy with work at the police station and would not contact him on her own initiative.

The good news is that Yang Xing, a pure fighter, has finally gotten rid of the cumbersome clerical work.

Going out on field work has become a real field work.

There was a rear-end collision at Thirteen Bends, and this type of case was originally not the business of their detachment.

If it weren't for the rear-end collision that killed 13 people.

A case with more than three deaths is considered a serious case, not to mention a case like this where thirteen people died at Thirteen Bends.

This kind of coincidence can't be a real coincidence.

The Thirteen Bends has been completely blocked at this time, and no one else will be able to break in except doctors and police.

The injured and disabled people have not yet been completely evacuated, and many people are still trapped in their cars and unable to get out.

The roars and wails were endless.

When Yang Xing saw all this chaos, his brows couldn't help but frown.

It's so tragic.

We can’t let anyone in here casually right now because there’s a serious shortage of staff.

The wounded could only hold the broken limbs on the ground in their arms, with a sea of ​​blood in front of them.

Yang Xing's excellent sense of smell at this time almost suffocated her.

The bloody smell here is so strong that ordinary people can't stand it, let alone Yang Xing, whose brain can hardly think normally.

The bodies that had been confirmed dead were not moved to avoid destroying possible clues.

A colleague noticed that Yang Xing's face had turned dark and asked with some concern.

"Are you okay? I think you're almost fainting."

Yang Xing doesn't like lying, but she would never back down in this situation.

As a policeman, if you back down after doing such a thing, you might as well change your career.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I'll transfer the wounded first."

The colleagues were still a little worried, but seeing Yang Xing's firm attitude, they had no choice but to give up.

This rear-end collision was photographed from above and looked like a long snake.

The first link in this case was a drunk middle-aged man who crashed into the car in front of him.

The vehicles behind him seemed to be completely out of control, crashing forward one after another.

The originally neat four lanes suddenly became a mess.

Although the cars on both sides of the train suffered heavy damage, fortunately no one was killed.

There were fourteen vehicles involved in total, and the only one that escaped was the one that the middle-aged man hit.

Yang Xing stood beside Zhao Tiangong and watched him ask questions.

As part of the city's highway, the Thirteen Bends is of course fully monitored, but some of the details cannot be captured by the surveillance cameras.

This person, as the person closest to the crashed vehicle, becomes the key to the case.

The person Zhao Tiangong questioned seriously looked like a college student.

Apart from the fact that he looks like a rich second-generation, he is no different from the common, innocent and stupid college students.

The extended version of the famous sports car he was driving was probably the reason for his escape.

Zhao Tiangong asked him seriously: "Name."

The man had chestnut dyed hair that was permed like an afro, and he was wearing dark and rebellious clothes.

But his clear, stupid eyes made him look like he was wearing the wrong clothes.

"Ji Yao, I am..."

Zhao Tiangong ruthlessly interrupted the statement he wanted to make.

"Just tell me what I ask."

He clasped his hands together and arched his back slightly, like a giant shrimp.

"Well, you ask."

Zhao Tiangong asked him: "What impression do you have of the deceased behind you?"

Ji Yao was a little hesitant when he heard this question, but in the end he did not dare to hide it and told the truth.

"I have a very deep impression of him. This road is often congested. He might have something urgent to do."

He spoke there somewhat shyly, Zhao Tiangong listened carefully to every word he said, and Yang Xing took notes in a notebook while listening.

The reason why she remembered all this was simple. Although she could not meet the great detective, she was his partner after all.

In case this case cannot be solved and I need to ask him for help, I have first-hand information that can help him.

After all, we are partners, right? Partners are supposed to help each other.

Unfortunately, her idea came to nothing.

After he finished speaking, a gentle and lazy voice came from behind Yang Xing.

"According to what you said, your tone was quite rude at the time, and you even arranged a time for a duel."

When he talked about dueling, his words were enunciated more clearly, and sounded indescribably sexy.

The smell of blood was too strong at the scene, and Xu Guannan himself had almost no odor.

Yang Xing hadn't realized that her partner had been behind her for a long time.

His appearance was quite unassuming, but no one present noticed him before he opened his mouth.

Like a ghost, appearing suddenly.

After hearing Xu Guannan's question, the boy, who was already nervous, started shaking like a sieve.

He looked at Xu Guannan. Although he was not wearing a scary police uniform, his seemingly beautiful eyes were like blades.

Cut open his texture layer by layer and observe carefully.

Ji Yao lamented his bad luck once again and nodded.

Seeing him like this, Xu Guannan said meaningfully: "Don't worry, after hearing what you said before, only a fool would guess that you are the murderer."

Yang Xing, the idiot who still regarded Ji Yao as a suspect and analyzed him carefully in his mind, felt like an arrow hit his chest.

What is this bastard talking about!

That's so rude...

So, in this gathering where only public officials were present, a man named Xu Guannan sneaked in.

He was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker, full of British style, and he was so different among the people who were all in uniform.

Fortunately, the people who carried out this mission were from their second team, and everyone knew him.

With his interruption, the subject of the interrogation completely changed.

Yang Xing looked at Xu Guannan, who was smiling and well-dressed, and always felt that he was asking questions with answers.

At this moment, Ji Yao, looking at the person in front of him who always had a smile on his face, felt a stronger sense of oppression than when he faced Zhao Tiangong.

He always asks you with a smile, but if you want to follow his pace, you can only rack your brains.

He is incredibly sharp.

After Xu Guannan finished questioning, he put his hands in his pockets and turned to look at Yang Xing, who had a serious look in his eyes.

"Partner, let's get to work."