Crime Fighter League

Although there were special police stationed at several entrances and exits of the hotel, they temporarily blocked the reporters.However, because the guests in the hotel are restricted to the lobby, there are several businessmen, and some guests who feel very angry about the invasion of privacy. More and more journalists from outside came, and many people began to question the city bureau's ability to handle affairs, and refused to cooperate with the investigation.The whole hotel lobby was noisy, some people were standing on the sofa and yelling, some people were talking on the phone loudly, the scene was like a vegetable market, the police and security guards tried their best to stabilize the situation, but to no avail.

Director Liu stood alone in the safe passage, surrounded by three special police officers holding explosion-proof shields.He contacted the three major TV stations through the command center, and got those uneasy reporters back first.Although the news is free to report, but now it involves a murder case, the perpetrator may still be stranded at the scene.The news media rushing to report now will undoubtedly bring pressure to the assailant, which will easily lead to a second out of control situation.

Bureau Liu always acted swiftly and resolutely in his work, and most of the reporters on the scene left in a short while, and the remaining small households couldn't make a fuss.Bureau Liu arranged for the command center to call all the people from the criminal investigation team to the scene to help, but just as he hung up the phone, Wang Lun rushed down from the safe passage in three steps at a time, almost hitting him.

"What are you panicking, little bastard!" Liu Ju yelled, poking Wang Lun's forehead with his index finger.Wang Lun didn't care about explaining, and leaned closer to Liu Ju's ear: "The yellow powder was identified on the spot! It was in the cosmetics of the deceased. A full jar, about 70 grams."

Bureau Liu's eyes were bigger than the copper bell, and he immediately took out the radio to contact the command center: "Don't call the criminal investigation team, call all the people from the anti-drug team to the scene, immediately!"

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The sixteenth floor at the moment

After listening to the score analysis, Zheng Shuo raised his head and took a few deep breaths, barely pressing the beating heart back to its original place.

What is the concept of 70 grams?

You must know that the small bag of yellow powder found on Wang Shu last time was only about ten grams, but 13 years ago, it could have been exchanged for a large box of hundred-yuan bills.

Zheng Shuo walked to the window, took out a cigarette and lit it.Looking over the window of the hotel to the colorful world outside, the sixteenth floor is high enough to overlook most of the city's scenery.At this moment, Zheng Shuo felt that the city where he was born and raised was extremely strange. On the endlessly flowing road, how many people were wearing dark masks to deceive the people around him?How many shady businesses are rampant relying on the protection of reinforced concrete?

From the moment Zheng Shuo entered the OUHK, he knew how gloomy the world was, and he did not hesitate when he chose to fight against drugs.Although anti-narcotics is more dangerous than criminal investigation, and his parents opposed it for a long time, he never regretted it.

He remembered that when he had just graduated and was just a small policeman in the district police station, he had seen such a shocking single-parent family: the mother suffered from long-term drug use and lost her hair.Her daughter was only nine years old. In the photo, she was a very beautiful little girl, but she was infected with HIV and quickly became skinny. Her body was covered with horrible blisters. She couldn't sleep all night because of the pain, crying until her eyesight was only 0.6.Zheng Shuo was still in uniform at that time. The little girl couldn't restrain her surprise when she saw him for the first time, but her voice was old and hoarse. The first thing she said was: "Uncle policeman, I'm in so much pain."

Zheng Shuo will never forget the house less than 50 square meters, but as messy as a garbage dump, and the little girl's eyes.At the age when he should be the most innocent and carefree, he could only lie weakly on the dirty bed.The whites of the eyes were covered with red blood, staring at himself in pain and helplessness, as if he was struggling in a desperate situation and waiting for redemption.

At that time, the mother was only injected with ice cream, but the damage caused by yellow powder to the body was several times more terrible than ice cream.

Has the lost empire that has been silent for 13 years really disappeared, or has it never been broken in the past 13 years but has never been discovered?

Zheng Shuo leaned against the window lattice with a cigarette between his fingertips.The wind howled and blew across the cheeks, puffing up the shirt, distorting the originally tall and straight shadow on the ground.The sun radiated heat condescendingly, but he couldn't feel the warmth at all.

He looked downstairs blankly.The special police stood in a row in an orderly manner guarding the hotel gate, and the front of the cordon was full of spectators like stacks of hamburgers.Those people don't know what's really going on inside, they're just looking for a dose of excitement for their daily routine, and they don't think about the danger that lurks behind it.Just like this seemingly inconspicuous loose powder box, who can notice that the powder inside is actually a drug?

Zheng Shuo's blank gaze suddenly stopped when he thought of this. He searched in his mind, then turned around, and saw Chu Yan standing at the door of the elevator, preparing to go down with Li Yuan.

Zheng Shuo remembered that before everyone came, Chu Yan squatted at the door of Room 1615, pointing to the ordinary-looking powder box and telling him that it was strange, thinking that the color of the powder was too yellow.

Chu Yan noticed details that he, an anti-narcotics policeman, didn't notice. Could it be that it was simply because the color of the box of powder was wrong?Zheng Shuo remembered Chu Yan's other identity. His surname was Lin. It was a name recorded in the encrypted file of the Municipal Bureau. It was a name that he didn't even have the right to read through it. .

The yellow powder on Wang Shu's body, the yellow powder on Wang Dana's body.Although the connection between the two has not yet been found out, Chu Yan is so coincidentally connected.Although this cannot be regarded as direct proof, Zheng Shuo's doubts about Chu Yan could no longer be analyzed calmly and logically.

There are too many doubts about Chu Yan, and Zheng Shuo can no longer play riddles with him, or wait for him to give him a so-called "clue to solve the case" when he becomes interested.

"Chu Yan." The elevator door opened, and Zheng Shuo strode over and grabbed Chu Yan's arm.Chu Yan looked up at him, his eyes behind the lenses were calm, as if he had been waiting for him to speak.

"I have something to ask you, come with me." After Zheng Shuo finished speaking, he pulled Chu Yan to go to Room 1618. Seeing this, Li Yuan quickly grabbed Chu Yan's other arm.Chu Yan signaled her to wait first, and very cooperatively entered the room with Zheng Shuo.

Lin Xun was not in the room. Just now the resident of room 1624 mentioned something suspicious, so he went to confirm it himself.

Zheng Shuo locked the door, grabbed Chu Yan's wrist and pulled him into the bathroom, then locked the bathroom door behind him.

Chu Yan looked around, rubbed his red wrist and laughed: "Officer Zheng, I don't want to be attacked by you in this kind of place."

"Lin Yan, did you notice just now that the loose powder box contains yellow powder?" Zheng Shuo asked him forcefully against the cold wall instead of following him.The voice-activated light above the head casts a soft light in the room, but draws gradual shadows on Zheng Shuo's face.Chu Yan was so pressed, the two of them were so close that they could breathe.He finally frowned, restrained his unscrupulous smile just now: "So what?"

Zheng Shuo watched quietly, not shocked by Chu Yan's sudden admission.

He should have guessed Chu Yan's purpose long ago. The last time this guy gave him Wang Shu's follow-up photos in the car, he had already intentionally or unintentionally missed something.

At that time, he felt that Chu Yan didn't trust him very much. He didn't know what happened that year, but it must have been some unbearable pain for a junior high school student.

"Do you believe me?" Zheng Shuo said suddenly without beginning and end. Chu Yan was waiting for his next round of questioning, but unexpectedly he restrained his anger, stood up straight, and calmly looked at himself face.

Chu Yan froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Last time you told me that you were investigating Chu Guanghe, is it because you think Chu Guanghe is related to Huang Fan? You are investigating him to know the truth behind it, right?" Zheng Shuo expressed his guess, Although he didn't press against Chu Yan anymore, Chu Yan still leaned against the cold tile wall, raised his chin slightly and looked at him.The light cast a soft halo on the pale skin, and also made the already pale pupils more translucent.

Chu Yan didn't answer, he was stuck to the wall like a soulless doll, his eyes looked at the person in front of him in the set direction.

Zheng Shuo sighed, put his right hand on his neck, leaned forward, and said with a volume that only each other could hear: "The so-called truth 13 years ago is not the final truth, right? You still know something, tell me it is What."

Chu Yan's hands were hanging loosely by his sides, but now they were tightened suddenly, and the white fingertips were bluish-gray.He lowered his eyelids, immediately controlled his emotions so that Zheng Shuo would not notice, and raised his head again after about two seconds.The corners of the raised mouth seem to have been calculated in advance, and the smile is perfect and impeccable: "I said, shouldn't you police confirm the truth 13 years ago? Why does Officer Zheng keep pestering me? Could it be Is it because I'm the one who reported the crime? Or, you think I'm trying to cover up the fact that Huang Fan is actually me...uh...!"

Chu Yan's originally calm expression distorted in an instant, he never expected that the person in front of him would really mess around regardless of the occasion.He was just sandwiched between the wall and the man's chest, forced to bear the aggressive lips of the man.This feeling was very familiar, and it reminded him of Chu Guanghe reflexively.

The body's reaction can't deceive anyone, Chu Yan's dislike for Chu Guanghe has penetrated to the bone.The moment his brain thought of Chu Guanghe, he had already struggled hard, pushing Zheng Shuo without hesitation.Zheng Shuo didn't expect that he would suddenly resist desperately, and was pushed to the opposite wall by him without warning, and the back of his head hit the tile hard.

It was so hard that the sound was so loud that it reverberated in the bathroom.Chu Yan covered his mouth and gasped for breath. He didn't pay attention to what happened to Zheng Shuo, but subconsciously leaned to the side, trying to keep the distance between them as far as possible.

Zheng Shuo rubbed the back of his head in severe pain, only to feel that the world was spinning before his eyes.He braced his knees, and it took him a while to recover.Just as he was about to go mad at Chu Yan, unexpectedly Chu Yan still maintained the frightened appearance just now.After he stood up straight, he flinched again, and shouted out of control, "Don't come over!"

Zheng Shuo frowned at him and really didn't move anymore.