Punishment Whisk

Early the next morning, Ye Qi woke up very early.He was a little confused, because he had never been drunk before, so he didn't have the experience of waking up in the morning with a hangover. He didn't know whether he should wake up early or late the next day when he was drunk, and he was a little confused for a while.

Ye Qi quietly took out his phone, opened the browser and searched: Do hangover people wake up early or late the next day.

But before he could find out the result, the computer housekeeper made a sound first.

"Hello, welcome to wake up in the morning light. I am adjusting the shade for you. What is your preference? You just need to say it once, and I will create an exclusive behavior pattern file record for you in the future."

Record... It was only then that Ye Qi remembered that after he and Fang Zhongci kissed unexpectedly last night, the computer housekeeper said that he seemed to have saved the video.So does this mean that he can also get that video.

Just thinking about it, Fang Zhongci tapped on the door panel: "Are you awake? I heard movement in the room."

Ye Qi suddenly panicked, quickly tucked his phone under the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Yeah, I just woke up."

This voice almost startled Ye Qi himself, it seemed a bit too hoarse.But it's also good this way, it seems that his hangover is a little more real.

Sure enough, Fang Zhongci paused: "You must have drunk too much wine. I warmed up a glass of milk and put it in the living room. Drink some when you come out. Maybe it will make you feel better."

Ye Qi replied yes, and as soon as he got out of the bedroom, he went straight to the bathroom, washed his face and did a haircut before coming out.Walking out of the bathroom, Ye Qi asked timidly, "Why am I at your house? I didn't...what to do yesterday."

When asked about this, Fang Zhong's pupils were visibly shaken.Then he replied no with a guilty conscience, and took a sip of the milk dodgingly.

"Do you want to go to work together in the morning? I'll go home, so just wait for me."

In embarrassment, Fang Zhong's words were quicker than his brains, and he answered yes casually.

Ye Qi smiled and left quickly.Fang Zhongci was stunned for half a minute before asking the smart housekeeper, "I just promised, what did you promise?"

The smart butler thoughtfully played the recording of the two people's conversation just now intact to Fang Zhongci. Fang Zhongci grinned the most and knocked the milk on the table, and patted his mouth twice: "Let Your mouth is cheap, let your mouth be cheap."

At this time, Xiao Er followed the fragrance of milk and jumped onto the coffee table. Just now, he moved his short nose to the side of the cup, but the milk was no longer in its original position.

Fang Zhongci raised his hand and drank the cup he poured for Ye Qi: "Don't think about it, this is milk, you can't drink it."

Little Ear meowed aggrievedly, then turned and left.During the interval between adding cat food, Fang Zhongci reheated another box of milk and prepared to bring it to Ye Qi.

When Ye Qi came down, he had already changed into clean clothes, exuding a clean and refreshing breath.

Only then did Fang Zhongci realize that scattered snow had fallen last night, fluttering all over the ground, and it was still hanging crystal clear under the early morning sun.Ye Qi stood under the tree, a gust of wind blew, some icy cold drifted down, spreading between Ye Qi's hair.In the cold, Fang Zhongci saw Ye Qi looking back, with a warm smile on his face, just like the first time he saw him.

Buzz—the vibrating sound of the mobile phone broke the tranquility, Fang Zhongci answered the phone.

"Deputy Fang, something has happened. A vicious murder occurred on Songsha Street. The deceased was a little boy under ten years old. He was shot dead by the murderer. People from the anti-drug detachment are already at the scene."

Fang Zhongci frowned: "What do you mean, what does the criminal investigation case have to do with the anti-drug detachment? Is this boy involved in drugs?"

The man paused, his voice hoarse as if choked with sobs: "That child is the only blood left by an anti-narcotics policeman who died in ten years."

Fang Zhongci was startled, and unconsciously clenched his hand holding the phone, making a creaking sound: "Send me the location, I'll be right there!"

Now Fang Zhongci didn't care about anything, he waved his hand vigorously, signaling Ye Qi to follow.

As soon as he got in the car, Fang Zhongci threw the hot milk in Ye Qi's arms into Ye Qi's arms: "Drink it quickly, something happened, don't have a stomachache and delay work."

Fang Zhongci slammed on the steering wheel with one hand and started the car.

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Colleagues from the anti-drug detachment have sealed off the entire scene and evacuated the masses.

Inside the cordon, a young anti-narcotics policeman was half-kneeling on the ground with one hand on the woman's shoulder and the other on the ground. His hand had turned purple due to long-term congestion and freezing, and there were burst blood vessels in between. It looked a little hideous.

It seemed that the people around had said the sad words of mourning countless times, but he just maintained that posture and comforted the woman without saying a word.

The dark red blood was covered with layers of ice, and the boy's face was covered with a thin layer of snow, making his face look more pale.

There were seven or eight anti-narcotics police at the scene, but none of them dared to approach the child's body.

Fang Zhongci opened the cordon, his hands trembling unconsciously.He slightly bent over and squatted on the ground, looking at the burning hole between the child's brows, the sullenness in his eyes began to rush to his forehead.

While holding back, he felt Ye Qi's palm lightly covering his shoulder, and the temperature from the cold gradually aroused his consciousness.It was through this perception that Fang Zhongci barely lifted his heavy body from the ground.

Jiang Ke arrived at the scene one after another along with other criminal police officers, and began autopsy and on-site investigation.

Ye Qi and the anti-narcotics police who had been squatting beside the woman helped her up and took her aside.

Silence is a dark cloud that hangs over everyone's heads. They all know that as long as they speak a little, their suppressed emotions will collapse instantly and turn the clouds upside down.

An anti-narcotics policeman came, and suddenly burst into tears, he knelt down on the ground facing the woman: "Sister-in-law, we are sorry for you and failed to protect him."

The woman hurriedly reached for help, but the man refused to get up. She supported him with both hands: "I know you have tried your best, I know..."

The warm tears of the two dripped from their eyes to the ground, less than one meter away, but it was already completely cold.

The person kneeling on the ground still refused to get up, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Sometimes I really don't understand, is this what happens to heroes?"

A hero's... fate.

These five words undoubtedly pierced everyone's heart. The woman couldn't stop her grief and knelt on the ground again, and the two hugged their heads and cried.

Xie Lizhen finally found some clues at the scene of Bo Xueyangyang, and he walked around behind Fang Zhongci: "Vice Fang, the trace inspection has obtained some results."

Fang Zhongci listened: "Say it."

"It snowed in the second half of the night, covering up many traces. I can only get a few points now: First, from the perspective of the oblique wound of the gunshot wound, the perpetrator is at least 180 tall."

"Secondly, from the angle of expansion of the blood spray, the criminal's body width is about 40 to 45. According to these two points, it is generally estimated that the height is 180+ and the weight should be about 87kg." Xie Lizhen sighed immediately, " But these two data may not be accurate enough. One is that the heel may have a certain height, and the other is that clothing that is too loose will also affect the angle of blood spraying. Since no usable footprints have been found yet, we can only speculate to this extent. "

"Third, the bullet was shot at close range, and the bullet remained at the scene."

Fang Zhongci was startled, turned to look at Xie Lizhen, and took the evidence bag from his hand.

The blood-soaked rifling engraved scarlet on the bullet, Fang Zhongci knit his brow into a knot.The moment the bullet landed, there was bound to be a sound. It was impossible for him not to know why he didn't take it away and leave behind such a bullet that might be traced back?

"Deputy Fang?" Gu Mingyu called Fang Zhongci again, "How to investigate next?"

Fang Zhongci came back to his senses: "You continue to look at the traces that may exist nearby, and almost take the bullet back for inspection."

After speaking, he saw Jiang Ke get up and walked over to ask about the situation.

At this time, Jiang Ke's face was more serious than usual, and his tone was colder: "The time of death was between 22:24 and [-]:[-] last night. There was only one fatal wound on the head, and there was no trace of pulling. He was killed by a single shot. "

The anti-narcotics policeman who comforted the woman at the very beginning retreated silently, and said in a low voice to the other party: "Sister Liu is the widow of Feng Raoguang, an anti-narcotics policeman, who died heroically in an undercover operation nine years ago. Its name is to protect their family members. This is the ninth year that Sister Liu and their only child have been hiding, and they still haven't escaped."

The person who spoke was Lu Xun, a young anti-narcotics policeman of the anti-drug detachment.Lu Xun clenched his hands tightly again: "In order to protect the only blood of Sister Liu and Brother Feng, almost all anti-narcotics officers dare not associate with them, and can only protect and help them through various twists and turns in secret. But it is clear that there is nothing wrong with them. After so many years, how could..."

Fang Zhongci's eyes tightened: "You mean, they have been living cautiously?"

Seeing Lu Xun nodding, Fang Zhongci shook his head.The muzzle of the gun on the child's forehead was obviously a close-range gunshot wound, almost to the degree of burntness that can only be shot against the forehead.How could a child who was taught to be wary of anyone and anything get so close to a stranger?

"Wait a minute—" Ye Qi's voice suddenly sounded, and Fang Zhongci looked over at him.

The forensic doctor who was carrying the child's body into the body bag stopped his movements when he heard Ye Qi's words.

Putting on the gloves, Ye Qi pulled out a silver-white strand from the boy's black snow-stained hair, as small as a strand of hair.Placing the evidence on the black board, Ye Qi frowned suddenly.

He raised his hand to seal the evidence in the evidence bag, and handed it to Fang Zhongci together with the black recording board.Fang Zhongci frowned. Indeed, the white-haired old man is a group of people who can make children relax their guard.But when he took a closer look, he found that there was a strong sense of plastic in the "white hair".

"Last night was Christmas. The last look on the child's face was not fear, but...shock."

The people around couldn't understand Ye Qi's hint, but Fang Zhongci suddenly understood the hidden meaning of Christmas Eve: "Ye Ling, Gu Mingyu!"

On Christmas every year, the usually cautious children finally come out at night, wandering for a while chasing fireworks into the alley.

If he meets a stranger at this time, his reaction will only be to avoid rather than approach, and if that person chases after him, the child will only be afraid rather than shocked.But what if the child meets 'Santa Claus' in red and white beard?

Not far away, Ye Ling, who had already devoted herself to work at some point, heard the boss' call, and quickly dragged Gu Mingyu by her side to appear in front of Fang Zhongci.

"Ye Ling, take someone to check all the surveillance cameras in the vicinity. This is the old city, and there are not many surveillance cameras available. Bring me all the surveillance cameras that may exist. How long will it be?"

Fang Zhongci turned his head to Gu Mingyu and continued: "Lead people along this street to conduct a carpet search, which can be extended to a distance of one kilometer. If you kill people at close range, there must be blood on your clothes. It is impossible to walk on the street wearing that suit all the time. .”

Ye Ling was a little puzzled: "Boss, what if it's night? Wearing black clothes, even if there is blood, it's not very obvious."

Faced with Ye Ling's doubts, Fang Zhongci lifted the evidence bag and put it in front of her and Gu Mingyu's eyes: "The murderer was wearing Santa's clothes, and there is no way that the white beard is not stained with blood."