Orange seat mighty

There are two bases for the murderer to take blood, either blood type or birth date.

Yao Tianqi asked the forensic doctor that the family of the deceased had common blood types, which could rule out the possibility that the murderer killed to obtain rare blood.

"The horoscope of birth...our database only has the year, month, and day, and the time is not accurate." Liang Xian said.

Yao Tianqi nodded. Last night, he asked someone to call out the registered time of birth and death of the six deceased from the hospital. With his unbelieving personality, he didn't see anything tricky.

He handed the information he had found to Liang Xian. Liang Xian looked at it for a long time and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"In the past few days, check where they went to see a doctor before they were alive, whether they have had their fortune told, or whether they have disclosed personal information through other channels. If you can't find out the clues this time..."

Yao Tianqi didn't say any more, Liang Xian understood what he meant.

Under the premise of limited police force, they can't invest more manpower, and they have to report the case if they don't want the case to sink.But this case is unusual, and it may not be solved in the newspaper, and not everyone can accept their extreme and risky investigation ideas.

Yao Tianqi's words carried weight in the bureau, and no one from top to bottom questioned some of his seemingly far-fetched proposals, so he was responsible for checking the medical records of the deceased's family through internal systems and resources.This matter seems to be not difficult, but in fact it is a huge project, and there are so many departments and personnel involved, it will not be exhausted in a short time, so Yao Tianqi has to watch it personally.

Liang Xian, a police station with tens of thousands of suspects, had to go to Zhouzhuang alone to investigate all possible clues beyond the records.

People in Zhouzhuang were very impressed with this good-looking young man. As soon as Liang Xian entered the village, someone greeted him.

"Hey little comrade, are you here to investigate the old Wang's case again?"

"Oh, don't mention it," Liang Xian waved his hands, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, "The leader left me alone for such a big case, and said that if I can't solve the case, I will pack up and leave, what do you say? , aren’t they bullying people?”

He pointed to the bicycle he had specially changed halfway, "Look at you, the leader has something to drive out, so he left me this two-wheeled one. I pedaled for three hours from the city to get here, and my legs were shaking. .”

Several old men who came out for a walk came over to complain for him.

"It's winter, and the north wind is blowing. You must have suffered a lot by riding all the way. Your leaders are too unkind."

"That's right, young man, my house is right next door, you go inside to keep warm."

Liang Xian grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peanuts from his pocket, and distributed some among the elders.

The elders felt even more distressed when they watched that hand whose knuckles were white with cold not so swiftly distributing sunflower seeds.

"I came with you last time to investigate whether that was your leader?" An old man handed Yao Tianqi a cigarette, and now he was so angry that his beard was raised, "I knew that kid was such a bad thing. He rolls chili noodles in a cigarette."

In the police station, Yao Tianqi, who was flipping through the materials, rubbed his eyes, always feeling hot and uncomfortable.

Liang Xian didn't expect the masters to be so skillful in checking their seats, so he went down the slope and dumped the blame on Yao Tianqi.

The old men became more and more angry as they talked, and pushed Liang Xian into the house. Someone rushed to pour him hot water, someone urged him to get on the kang, and someone handed him a thin quilt to cover his legs to keep warm. warm.

Liang Xian was really cold enough, he huddled obediently in a corner of the kang, and continued to talk under the smell of dry smoke in the room.

"Let me tell you the truth, don't go out and talk about it," Liang Xianshen said mysteriously after receiving unanimously unreliable assurances from the elders, "I can barely be regarded as a logistics worker. Well, I have to cook and deliver meals to them when they are busy outside the office."

He took out the apron he picked up from the trash can before he left and gestured at him,

"I usually do this, and my salary is much less than theirs."

An old man asked, "Then why did you come here to investigate the case?"

Liang Xian sighed: "You think I'm willing to come, but now the bureau is understaffed, and the police dogs can't be free. How can I be idle?"

The expressions of the old men were a little unpredictable.

Liang Xian deliberately paused for a while, and then said:

"Let me tell you the truth, I can't find out this case, and I have to get out sooner or later. My mother has been talking to me about this these days, urging me to change to a stable job so that I don't have to run back and forth every day. I can change jobs How can it be so easy? I went to their place right after I left school. I haven’t learned any skills in the past few years, and I cook all day long. My parents have supported me for more than ten years. Cook, my mother must not die of anger."

Several old men couldn't help nodding.

Liang Xian was so foolish that he believed it: "I want to find an expert to figure out what to do next for me now, but it's Chinese New Year, and even the fortune tellers on the street have gone home."

"Hey," the old men laughed, "you have found the right person, young man. Old Li is the best at fortune-telling."

While talking, they pushed an old man out, the same old man who had given Yao Tianqi cigarettes.

"Really?" Liang Xian's eyes lit up, he grabbed Old Li's hand and shook it vigorously, "Master, you have to help me figure out what I should do."

Old Li put on his air of an expert, and began to read Liang Xian's palm under the watchful eyes of a group of old buddies, asking a few questions from time to time, and saying a few specious words without pain or itching.

Liang Xian was a little disappointed. This is a typical fortune-telling routine on the street, and everyone is right.

Old Li also knew that these few words could not deceive anyone, so he had to use his trump card: "Young man, if you want to calculate more accurately, you have to use the horoscope of your birthday."

"You have to ask my mother." Liang Xian took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and the word "Queen Dowager" immediately popped up on the screen.

"Hey, mom, when was I born? I know the date, I mean the exact time, noon? What time is noon? After twelve o'clock, can you be more precise?"

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Yuanling looked seriously at the landline receiver on the table.

The cats didn't dare to speak until the beep sounded.

"Your Highness, why is Liang Xian so crazy? Why does he call you Mom?" Si'er's cat eyes showed confusion.

"Could it be a typo?" San Pang guessed.

"There's no need to talk to yourself when you make a mistake. From his tone, he doesn't seem to need a response from here." Erhu analyzed rationally.

"He is not asking us for help, is he?" Datou hit the nail on the head.

Xiao Yuanling became more serious.

"Is there any brother with Liang Xian?" He asked.

"I've been following you all the time," Da Tou nodded immediately, "I'm going to check Liang Xian's location right now, Your Highness, don't be impatient."

"You take Sanpang and Si'er to find someone," Xiao Yuanling said, "Erhu, you go and dispatch people. Once there is news of Liang Xian, you immediately take people to support."

"Your Highness, you..."

"I'll go to the computer to see if I can contact him." Xiao Yuanling turned around and left, "Let's all go, don't worry about me."

Liang Xian didn't know that his trick of deceiving the old man could also deceive the orange cat, and he was urging the old man to give him a horoscope.He pretended to be real, but in fact, the date he reported was not even correct, and the time was even more wrong.

Lao Li pretended to pinch his fingers, and put one hand in his pocket, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang, and Lao Li was stunned for a moment. He took out the cell phone from his pocket and looked at it, "My son called me, boy, wait a minute, I'll answer the call and then I'll settle it for you."

Liang Xian smiled and sent Lao Li to go out, and he took out his mobile phone to play when he was bored.While the other old men were not paying attention, he sent Yao Tian a message——

Li Wanwan can measure horoscopes.

As soon as he sent the message, the reply came in.

Liang Xian was quite surprised that Yao Tianqi, who has been single for 30 years, has good hand speed.

Take a look——

where.

Liang Xian felt that something was wrong, so he glanced at the sender, himself.

Liang Xian: "..."

Sooner or later, he would be scared to death by the fact that he sent himself a message.

Liang Xian: Your Highness, are you playing computer again?I am in Zhouzhuang, and I may not be able to go back at night.

Xiao Yuanling didn't expect Liang Xian to come back so quickly, he stared at the screen for a while, Liang Xian's words were very ordinary, it seemed that he was not in danger.

Another message from Liang Xian popped up: Your Highness, do you have to read the horoscope when taking blood?

Liang Xian just asked casually, but Xiao Yuanling thought too much.

He recalled the content of the phone call, and understood that Liang Xian had risked himself.

Bullshit!

The horoscope is not given to people casually. In their era, using the horoscope can really kill people.

What did Liang Xian say on the phone?

That seems to be a pure yang fate, all kinds of spells favor this "special" person.

Xiao Yuanling couldn't sit still anymore.

He looked left and right, pulled a piece of paper from the table, couldn't hold the pen, and scratched the back of the paper with the tip of his claws——

Liang Xian is in Zhouzhuang, the king will go first, come quickly.

He put the piece of paper on the coffee table in the living room, then rushed to the kitchen, jumped out of the small window, and galloped in the direction of Zhouzhuang.

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The last chapter added hundreds of words at [-] o'clock last night. If you feel that you can't connect, you can go to the previous chapter to take a look~