Hunt down

Fu Li and Chen Yu each searched for a monitor that could be seen, one at the bus station and one at the corner of a small road after getting off the bus, and they only found these two places.

"Sister Li, are there too few available?" Chen Yu asked while observing the surrounding buildings.

"It's nothing less, the main thing is to be able to find useful clues."

Chen Yu also recorded Fu Li's words in his notebook.

Fu Li tilted her head and looked, "You write so many things in your notebook every day, can you get them out when you need them seriously? Can you remember what you want to do?"

Chen Yu looked at her puzzled.

"I mean, it's a good habit to take notes, but you also need to pay more attention to on-site observations. Now you are all focused on memorizing, let yourself memorize it? Then when you encounter emergencies, remember your predecessors How did you do it?" Fu Li rarely talked to Chen Yu patiently, "Study is certainly good, but you should use it more, use it here." Fu Li said and pointed to Chen Yu's head.

Chen Yu shrank his neck, "Yes, I got it, Miss Li." After speaking, he stuffed the notebook into the side bag of his backpack, followed Fu Li, and prepared to drive back to the office.

"Let me tell you, as policemen, what we need the most is the ability to react on the spot. Although the experience has accumulated..." Fu Li suddenly felt that there was no one around her. Chen Yu didn't know when he stopped behind her and didn't leave.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Li asked.

Chen Yu stared at a van parked at the intersection. The name of a nearby dessert shop was written on the van. It should be the van used by that shop to buy goods.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Li walked to Chen Yu's side and also stared at the van.

"Sister Li, do you usually park at the same spot?" Chen Yu asked.

"Well, if the parking space is not occupied, they are basically parked in the same position."

"Then tell me, did that van also park here on the night of the heavy rain, with its front facing the intersection?"

A rare joy appeared in Fu Li's eyes, "You mean...the driving recorder?"

"Well, should we ask?" Chen Yu asked not confidently.

"Of course, you might find the most favorable clue." Fu Li patted Chen Yu on the shoulder after speaking, "Good job."

The following things went relatively smoothly. It happened that the dessert shop closed early because of the heavy rain that day, so the car was parked at the intersection and there was no problem with the driving recorder.After thanking Fu Li and Chen Yu repeatedly, they hurried back to the bureau with the video.

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It was already night when we returned to the bureau, and Fu Li kept checking the surveillance cameras.

Chen Yu bought some food and water from the convenience store, brought them back to Fu Li, and planned to watch the surveillance with her.

"Sister Li, do you want to rest first, I will call you later." Chen Yu handed the food to Fu Li.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Fu Li turned around and looked at Chen Yu, "It's you, although you are young, but you faint when you see a corpse, can you bear it?"

"The leader is here, so I am." Chen Yu said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to Fu Li, staring at the screen intently while eating food.

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Now Zhou Jiming went to "1936" again because of his night patrol.Originally, it wasn't his turn to do the night patrol, but he was a little uneasy and wanted to watch it himself.

Song Nai was asking the cook to prepare dinner for the patrolling police officers, and planned to let everyone finish eating before going to work. Another reason why "1936" is famous is its dishes.Most of them are seafood, health-oriented, less oil and less salt, the key is such a bland taste, the chefs here can make people addicted to the taste.

In order not to disturb the police, Song Nai directly moved the dining table upstairs and moved it to the lobby. Anyway, there were no guests recently, so Song Nai just thought about how convenient it would be.

Zhou Jiming was copying his hands at the side, crossing his legs, staring at Song Nai with his face propped up, seeing him handing the food to the big guys with a smile on his face, and greeting each of them as if they were very kind, Zhou Jiming wondered why he didn't Smile at me?

Ever since Zhou Jiming came here by car, Song Nai just said politely, "Hello, Police Officer Zhou." He never talked to him again. Zhou Jiming really didn't understand, was it because he broke into his room abruptly last night?But didn't that explain everything, and didn't they chat amicably afterwards?

Zhou Jiming took a sip of the tea in his hand, with a puzzled face.

"Deputy team, deputy team." A small police officer next to him called him.

"Huh?" Zhou Jiming replied absent-mindedly.

"Why have you been staring at Boss Song? Are you still suspicious of him?"

Zhou Jiming caught someone with insight, and planned to ask him, "What do you think of others?"

"I think it's pretty good. She looks good, she's polite, and she speaks nicely. Anyway, I can't find anything wrong with her."

"right......"

"Um......"

"So... have you noticed a problem?"

"What's the problem, please tell the deputy team."

"He... doesn't seem to care much about me."

"Is there?" The little police officer was shocked, "I think he treats everyone very well."

Zhou Jiming said "playing the piano to the cow" in his heart, and shook his head, "Let's eat, let's eat."

"Eh, good."

Zhou Jiming sighed inwardly, at this moment he felt a little ignorant in the world.

But Zhou Jiming has a thick skin, the more he feels that people don't want to talk to him, the more he wants to go up and ask him to understand.It just so happened that Song Nai just came over to deliver a dish, and turned back to the kitchen.Zhou Jiming saw that the cook also came out. It was probably the last dish, so he drank the tea in one gulp and followed.

Song Nai also stayed up all night and was extremely exhausted. The last dish was delivered, so he planned to take a rest in the kitchen.

Just as he yawned, he was interrupted.

"Boss Song looks very tired." Zhou Jiming leaned on the door frame and looked at Song Nai.

"A little bit." Song Nai didn't look at him, and started to pack the tableware inexplicably.

"Didn't sleep last night?" Zhou Jiming asked again.

"No."

"Are you scared?"

"No."

"What's that for?"

"......not sleepy."

"But I just saw that Boss Song is very sleepy, why is he not sleepy anymore?"

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Song Nai couldn't take it anymore, he stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhou Jiming displeased.

"Hey, the little boss is finally looking at me." Zhou Jiming straightened up and walked towards Song Nai, "I have nothing to ask, I just came to care about you."

"Thank you, you should care more about the case."

Zhou Jiming supported the sink with one hand, looked at Song Nai, "I think you don't like me very much."

"It's still the same sentence, you think too much."

"Don't underestimate the observation ability of a policeman." Zhou Jiming was much taller than Song Nai. He put his arms around Song Nai's shoulders, lowered his head slightly and laughed and teased, "Your body is more honest than your mouth."

Song Nai sneered, and nimbly pulled himself out of Zhou Jiming's arms. His eyes were full of sarcasm, "Didn't you expect Officer Zhou to be such a flirtatious person? Are you so acquainted with everyone who hasn't met a few times?" ,Are you kidding?"

Zhou Jiming felt Song Nai's sarcasm, he knew that he had touched a minefield, and quickly corrected his posture, "Sorry, I said too much."

"I don't know why Officer Zhou always wants to tease me. Does he think I look fun? Or do I look easy to bully?"

Zhou Jiming knew that Song Nai was serious. Police Officer Zhou, who was always eloquent, didn't expect to stumble here. He could only open his mouth, but he couldn't refute a word.

Because Song Nai was right.

From the very first time he saw Song Nai, he had a desire to conquer him from the bottom of his bones, and it was only after Song Nai said that sentence that he suddenly realized it.

He felt that this kind of thought was terrible. What was the specific reason?Because of the slightly haughty look in his eyes when he looked at himself?Because he always doesn't smile at himself?Because he obviously has such a poor background but wants to pretend to be strong?Or because of the "scared" emotion he showed when he looked at himself.

He didn't know, he was even panicked.

Song Naiquan was right, he wanted to tease him, wanted to bully him, and seeing him powerless to resist would make him excited.

I'm sick!

Zhou Jiming cursed himself in his heart, pervert!

Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming without a single quibble for a long time, and felt even more amused, "I didn't expect Officer Zhou to be such a superficial person. It seems that I have said everything correctly. Officer Zhou, please go out, I want to clean up here." Song Nai made a "please" gesture.

No matter how shameless Zhou Jiming is, he also knows that he should leave now.

Afterwards, he didn't eat much. He sat depressedly in the police car and smoked. From time to time, he still glanced at the figure in the hotel, and then asked himself why he was so perverted. In such self-torture, the meal was over. .

They drive in different places every night, but each police car is responsible for a street.Today, in order to wake himself up, Zhou Jiming deliberately did not choose the street where "1936" is located.

At around twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jiming's phone rang suddenly, and it was Fu Li.

"Deputy team! Are you in the hotel!" The voice was urgent.

"I'm not patrolling over there today, what's the matter?"

"Go and see Mr. Song! Quick! He may have seen the murderer! It may be dangerous!"

Zhou Jiming's sleepy eyelids immediately lifted his spirits. He called the little policeman patrolling the "1936" street and asked him to go to the hotel to see if Song Nai was there.

Zhou Jiming drove towards the hotel while waiting for a call from the little police officer.

"Damn, why didn't I leave a contact information for him!"

The phone rang again anxiously.

"Deputy team! Boss Song, he's not here!"

"Where did you go!"

"The people in the hotel said...that someone was sick, and Boss Song drove to buy medicine..."

"Which pharmacy!"

"Li Zhongda Pharmacy!"

"Damn it, what are you doing running so far." Zhou Jiming originally said this to himself, but the little police officer over there heard it and replied in a low voice, "It's so late, it's just... the pharmacy is still there. open..."

"Understood! You are optimistic about the hotel, I will go find him!"