What's in the depths II

"Yun, I checked the license plate number you gave me for you." Xiao Ma from the technical department poked his head out from the computer while nibbling on the bread.

As soon as Yunqian heard it, he greeted him as if he was receiving an award, with a face that wished he could get into the computer screen.

"The car owner's name is An Jiadong. He is the financial director and one of the shareholders of TK Gun Flower Entertainment, a listed company in China. His wife is a well-known celebrity in the upper class. He was nicknamed An Tai. He is only under 40 years old this year. He established the company last year. Star-making studio, now many popular artists Xiaohua and Xiaoxianrou come out of her studio." Xiao Ma pushed his glasses and pointed to the personal information on the screen.

"He has two sons, one named An Chong, who is helping to manage the company now, and the other named..." Xiao Ma interrupted in time.

He leaned closer to the computer screen, as if he saw something unbelievable, frowned, and muttered:

"It's called... An Yan?" Xiao Ma rubbed his eyes, "Come and see, is this An Yan, the forensic doctor in our bureau? Why do I think this photo looks so similar?"

Yun Qian stared at the one-inch photo. The man in the photo had the same stern face as in reality, as if someone owed him millions.

"Yes...it should be..." Yun Qian was not too sure.

If mom and dad are so rich, shouldn’t they go abroad for gold plating according to the general procedure and then inherit the family business after returning to China?Going to the police station to deal with corpses every day, and commuting to and from get off work has to squeeze the subway in disgrace. Is it true that the second generation ancestors are living at the grassroots level to experience life like this?

"But you're looking into what he's doing, what's the case." Xiao Ma asked casually.

"No, no, just ask casually." Yunqian touched his nose in a concealed manner, with a sloppy look.

Unbelievable, really unbelievable.

I remember seeing the mobile phone used by An Yan by chance before, it was an old model that was released several years ago, and the watch he was wearing was also a small brand that cost less than a thousand dollars. Whether it was dressing or eating, it was impossible to tell that this person was actually He is a super rich second generation, the kind whose family property alone is enough to feed his descendants for a lifetime.

Shi Shiran left the technical department. As soon as he walked to the door, he felt a shadow fall.

Yun Qian was stunned, looked up and saw that it was Wen Qi.

"Why are you standing here?"

It's hard to tell whether Wen Qi's expression is good or bad, although he is smiling, but that smile makes people shudder.

Yunqian rubbed her goosebumps nonchalantly, moved two steps to one side, and smiled awkwardly.

"Your captain is looking for you everywhere." Wen Qi pointed the corridor with his chin.

Looking along the trend, Yunqian found that their captain was pacing back and forth at the end of the corridor covered in blackness. Even if he was far away, he could still feel the broken thoughts in his heart, as if he was about to beat himself up and eat .

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to bother you, I'll go over right away." Yun Qian was about to rub the soles of his feet and run away, but was suddenly grabbed by his wrist and dragged back.

His head hit the wall hard, making him dizzy with starry eyes.

"Why do you want to check An Yan's father." Wen Qie lowered his voice.

Yun Qian rubbed his sore head, a little confused, not understanding how he provoked this fairy.

"It's just that I came across it by chance before, and I was just curious." He struggled to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I've said it before." Wen Qi bowed his head and stared at Yun Qian, "So-called advice."

"We're all colleagues, so it's worth it." Yun Qian was unhappy, "Forensic An has always been conscientious and conscientious. It's not good for us to slander him like this."

Seeing that Yunqian was slightly sullen, Wen Qi relaxed his tone, and the strength in his hand also eased a bit. He looked at Yunqian with an unpredictable expression on his face. After a while, he sighed slightly and raised his hand to touch The back of Shang Yunqian's head hurt from being knocked:

"Sorry to hurt you."

Yunqian curled his lips, despite 1 reluctances in his heart, he still said "it's all right, it's not hurting".

He didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wen Qi any more, he nimbly slipped out of Wen Qi's arms, and rushed towards Yu Yuan who was so angry that the roof was about to be blown off.

"I asked you to check Liaoman's billing records, did you check it?" Yu Yuan asked in a nasty voice when he saw this brat who liked to do foreign work during working hours, and immediately got angry.

"forgotten."

Yu Yuan sighed heavily, held his forehead wearily, and waved his hands impatiently: "Then you should work overtime, when will you find out and when will you leave work?"

Just as Yunqian was about to complain, he saw several white figures walking in from the gate. For a long time, it was almost reflexive. Whenever he saw people in white coats, his heartbeat would speed up inexplicably, because This easily reminded him of An Yan.

But the one standing at the door to submit the autopsy report was really An Yan.

He even ignored their captain unconsciously, ran over like a star-chaser fan, and opened his mouth to ask:

"An forensic doctor, you've worked hard, have you had dinner yet?"

An Yan is really convinced by this person, she always behaves like a little star chasing girl, there seems to be nothing else to say except greeting three meals, and I don't know what kind of wind he suddenly got, it's inexplicable, sticky Comparable to 502.

"I don't have time, I have to go out to work." After leaving this sentence, An Yan turned around and left.

"Out of office? Out of office at this late hour? Is this a new case?" Yunqian immediately chased after him relentlessly.

"It's still Zhao Yu's case. I'm going to visit his place of residence to find out the situation."

"Then how do you get there? It's so late and you don't have a car. Otherwise, I'll drive you there."

An Yan ignored him, and directly hailed a taxi on the side of the road, reported the address, and was about to leave when the door of the car next to him was slammed open, and a round face poked in with a flattering smile, Then he committed himself and stepped into the car.

"What are you doing here again?" An Yan frowned, not knowing which song he sang again.

"Accompany you." Yunqian said it easily, and blinked disgustedly.

"Do you have nothing to do?" An Yan turned his head away irritably, not wanting to look at him.

"It's something." He said, pointing out the window shamelessly, and standing outside the window was Yu Yuan, whose eyes were flaming and kept shouting for him to check Liaoman's account records.

An Yan felt that Yu Yuan was also unlucky, with such a subordinate on the stall, the living could make him mad, and the dead could make him alive.

The taxi drove through the highway and headed straight for Dahe Village, which was shrouded in thick fog. The driver kept complaining that it was not worth the money, but he was willing to lose money and send them to their destination considering that the two were policemen handling the case. .

Yunqian rolled his eyes and said nothing.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village, and the two of them paid the money and got out of the car, when they heard a few barking dogs, which slowly entered their ears.

The village is quiet and peaceful at night, except for a dim street lamp at the head of the village. A few moths flutter their wings under the lamp, looking as if they are dying.

"It's so late, everyone is asleep, what can I ask." Yun Qian felt a little cold, and subconsciously clasped his arms tightly.

"If I'm not wrong, the murderer will definitely return to the scene of the crime." An Yan said coldly, and then took out the wolf-eye flashlight from the investigation box.

"Why do you say that."

"It has been a week since our last survey of the scene. The police posted information on the Internet that they have not found any suspicious traces from the scene and will conduct a second survey, so the murderer will definitely come here before the second survey. Dispose of the evidence left over from time to time."

An Yan said, and went straight to Zhao Yu's door.

He put on his gloves, picked up the new iron lock and looked at it: "The lock was opened by someone else."

When Yunqian heard this, she hurried over, "How do you know?"

"I left a mark on the lock before leaving last time, but there is no sign on it, which means that the murderer inadvertently erased the mark when he opened the lock."

An Yan took out the key and inserted it in, and the keyhole opened with a click.

"So the murderer also has the family's door lock key?"

"Yes, if the person who killed Zhao Yu and Liao Man was the same person, that is, the person who pretended to be a ghost in Liao Man's home, then he had the keys of both houses at the same time. Since Liao Man did not give the key to anyone else, it is The murderer figured out a way to back it up by himself, the more common method of backing up the key is a plaster mold or soap or clay, press the key on it, and you can find a familiar locksmith to make a new one.”

Yunqian was shocked, and immediately lowered her voice, "I remember Liao Man said that the only person who visited her house was her secret boyfriend, who said he was a college student."

"For a college student, he is about the same age as the deceased Zhao Yu, and may also be Zhao Yu's friend, the person who tore up the photo and took it away."

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