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Eight o'clock in the morning.

The moment he pushed open the door of the criminal investigation detachment's office, Yan Cun was shivering from the cold air blowing towards his face, and quickly stepped forward to grab the remote control of the air conditioner and press it twice.

"16 degrees??" He glanced at everyone with lowered eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Crazy? Are you afraid of heatstroke when you go out later??... Whoever made the adjustment, stand up by yourself."

The entire office fell silent.

"Yan, Team Yan..."

Zhang Jingze, who was still holding the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, said nervously, "I, I just seemed... accidentally pressed a few more times... I didn't mean it!"

"..." Yan Cun threw the remote control on the table, "No lower than 22 degrees in the future."

Zhang Jingze nodded like a chicken pecking rice, finished the buns in two or three bites, and followed the others to Yan Cun's side.

Early this morning, Yan Cun received a call from the superior department, asking the criminal investigation detachment to find out the truth of the case as soon as possible, so he hurried to the detachment before he had time to eat breakfast.

"The clues we have obtained so far show that Wang Yuan and Gao Yaya have no motive for committing the crime, and Lu Xiaorui has a call record during the period of monitoring the black screen," Yan Cun said, "So today we change our thinking and investigate, starting with the 719 case. "

In the absence of definite evidence to prove that they are related to this case, judicial personnel must respect procedural justice to fight crimes.

——Naturally, torture cannot be used to extract a confession.

"Jianghuai, Zhang Jingze," Yan Cun called them, "you two are in charge of investigating who has a close relationship with Zhou Hongxin, and finding out whether the victim has had any feud with anyone. Lianyi investigates where the relevant personnel have been recently, carefully Before Ji Liao went to check on Yang Jingjing's school and family, I went to check on Li..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lin stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve.

"Yan... Captain Yan, why don't you go with Ji Liao?"

"?" Yan Cun was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, "Why?"

He glanced unconsciously in Ji Liao's direction, and realized that the other party was not looking at them, and he didn't even raise his head.

"Did you forget?" Shen Lin whispered, "Your car is gone."

Yan Cun: "..."

"Oh," he breathed a sigh of relief, "just don't squeeze him out."

The words that teach others are all edited in my head.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Lin couldn't help laughing, "He's pretty nice, but he doesn't like to talk...I can tell."

"Okay," Yan Cun went on to arrange the task, "Then Shen Lin will check if Yang Jingjing had contact with any unusual people during his lifetime, and Ji Liao and I will check Li Guo and Li Wenxin."

The crowd responded.

Ji Liao picked up the car keys from the table and got up, Yan Cun quickly followed him into the car, first went to the university where Li Guo was studying, and successfully stopped Li Guo's roommate Li Wenqian in front of the female dormitory.

Li Wenqian seemed to be a little breathless due to the astonishing altitude of the criminal police detachment, and took a few steps back again and again.

"... Li Guo?" Li Wenqian glanced at them both alertly, "I have a normal relationship with her... so-so, how could I possibly know who she has been in contact with?"

A strange and strong smell of lemon essence spread from the air, and Yan Cun suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling in his stomach, and couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his nose.

He continued to ask in a muffled voice: "Does she go back to the dormitory frequently?"

"This... come back two days a week, right?"

Li Wenqian's expression flickered, and she raised her hand to gently fiddle with the ends of her hair, and the lemon essence penetrated into Yan Cun's nostrils instantly.

Yan Cun took a step back suddenly: "..."

He made an apologetic gesture to Li Wenqian, quickly pulled Ji Liao's clothes, pulled him aside, and said, "Why don't you ask."

"?" Ji Liao was stunned for a while, "Why?"

Isn't that a good question?

Yan Cun took a deep breath of fresh air, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go if you are told."

"..." Ji Liao frowned and pondered for a while, as if he had suddenly sensed something, he couldn't bear it and said, "Team Yan... I'm just too lazy to talk, not social fear, nor autistic."

"???" Yan Cun asked, "What?"

...Where does it all go?

Why don't you just ask?

Ji Liao couldn't put it into words: "There's really no need to take me out to exercise."

Yan Cun was stunned for a while, then recovered from the words, took a deep breath, and pulled Ji Liao aside.

"Listen! This is how the story happened!" He sped up his speech, "—I was motion sick when I was a child! Every time I got in the car, I vomited! It just happened that my adoptive father put a lemon aromatherapy in the car, so I vomited when I smelled lemons !do you understand?"

Ji Liao digested slowly for three seconds: "Oh."

"Oh what?!" Yan Cun patted him on the shoulder and pushed him forward, "Go."

Ji Liao sighed reluctantly.

He took a step forward, glanced down at Li Wenqian, and said bluntly, "How is the relationship between you two normal?"

"It's... just normal," Li Wenqian stuttered in shock from Ji Liao's lackluster tone, "...I don't usually talk to her, and I haven't added any friends on WeChat..."

"You are called poor relationship, not average relationship."

Ji Liao motioned Yan Cun to write it down, and then asked, "Next question, does she have any good friends in school?"

"This...isn't it," Li Wenqian whispered, "...everyone doesn't like her very much."

"Is it because you don't like it in terms of personality, or is there some black material spreading in your small circle?" Ji Liao caught the flash of shock in the other party's eyes, and nodded, "It seems to be black material? Tell me, is it?" What kind of black material?"

"Ah?" Li Wenqian's heart was beating wildly after being asked all over her face, and she was speechless for a long time, "I, I... black material, black material..."

Ji Liao didn't urge her, just stared at her quietly for a while, then pulled a chair from the side and sat down.

"It's that kind of gossip..." Li Wenqian's expression flickered, "It's very ordinary..."

"Pure gossip won't make you panic. If your relationship with her is really bad, you will be happy to 'science' her gossip with others," Ji Liao sneered, "You are nervous because, this so-called Black material has a great impact on Li Guo's reputation—and you are the spreader of black material?"

Yan Cun: "???"

what happened?

Ji Liao actually laughed? ——Although it was a sinister smile.

Isn't it time to come out and sing/red face?

"Don't be nervous," Yan Cun said in a muffled voice, covering his nose, "Although what you have done is indeed unethical, it is not enough to be a crime. Just cooperate with our investigation honestly."

"I, I..." Li Wenqian said tremblingly, "It's just that kind of photo! I didn't mean it! I..."

"What photo?" Ji Liao asked.

"The photo of her cuddling with...she and those old men," Li Wenqian twitched her nose and began to cry, "I just had a conflict with her... I just posted it in the group because I was out of breath! It's not my fault ..."

Ji Liao nodded: "Take out the photo."

Li Wenqian took out her mobile phone from her pocket with trembling hands, opened the photo album while crying, and handed the mobile phone to Ji Liao—one of which shows Li Guo entering the hotel gate with Zhou Hongxin's arms, and the other shows Li Guo having sex with Luo Qingsen car.

Yan Cun said in a low voice: "Why is she still related to Luo Qingsen??"

The relationship between the characters gradually becomes chaotic.

"I, I don't have a particularly serious enmity with her, it's really just a quarrel!" Li Wenqian hurriedly said, "It's...not slander! What I said is also true!"

Ji Liao glanced at her coldly: "What did you say?"

"That's it," Li Wenqian's voice suddenly dropped, "Just say she...compensated|dating."

"..." Ji Liao propped himself up on the edge of the chair, "The last question—do you know Li Wenxin?"

Li Wenqian: "Li...who?"

He handed over Li Wenxin's photo: "Li Guo's younger sister."

Li Wenqian stared at the photo carefully for a while: "No, I don't know..."

Ji Liao nodded, confirmed that Yan Cun had written down the content of the question, and followed him out of the dormitory area.

Leaving the range of air filled with the smell of lemon essence, Yan Cun finally no longer felt nauseated in his stomach, and he felt much refreshed.

Ji Liao sat in the driver's seat without saying a word, and started the car.

Yan Cun pulled on his seat belt and fastened it, and glanced at Ji Liao who was expressionless on the side.

"You can say that you are very powerful, why do you usually talk so little?" He couldn't help but asked.

Such a long paragraph suddenly popped up, and the efficiency of the inquiry was top-notch. Yan Cun almost thought he had been taken away—although the case still didn't seem to have found a breakthrough, he only knew about the relationship between Luo Qingsen and Li Guo.

Maybe the usual Ji Liao just imprisoned his real self in his body and didn't turn on the switch.

Ji Liao replied casually: "It's useless to socialize meaninglessly."

He turned the key on his own, and after being silent for a long time, he added: "Aren't you pretending to be tired too?"

"???"

Yan Cun froze when he heard the words, and unconsciously tensed up.

This switch...why is it a bit evil?

He turned his eyes to look at Ji Liao quietly—there seemed to be no expression on the other side, and his tone was calm, as if he was just stating a fact.

"What do you mean?" Yan Cun raised his eyebrows, "What do you pretend?"

Ji Liao steadily drove the car forward for a certain distance, as if he had come to something, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Literally. Aren't you tired of blending in?"

"..." Yan Cun also laughed and said, "What's so good about pretending? How did you come to this conclusion??"

Ji Liao calmly said: "Is there a need to 'get it'? Didn't you see it at a glance? ——When you were alone in the office seat, there was an enchantment all over your body, didn't you notice it yourself?"

Yan Cun recalled for a while in silence—it is easy to be immersed in the work of criminal police, can it be regarded as an enchantment?

Outrageous.

Ji Liao looked ahead, and then continued casually: "A person like you who is more 'self-conscious' is probably thinking of 'there is a barrier of fart' in his heart, right?"

Yan Cun: "..."

Captain Yan, who was exposed, was not annoyed, but felt that Xiao Ji was a little bit interesting.

He pondered for a while: "You continue."

"Every time you go to a crowded place, although you look relaxed on the surface, your whole body is tense," Ji Liao said, "Every time you enter a crowded place, you will tidy up your sleeves and corners in advance, Or take a deep breath and pretend to relax, huh?"

Yan Cun: "..."

After Ji Liao parked the car in the detachment's parking lot, Yan Cun slowly raised his hand to unbuckle his seat belt, leaning on the back of the seat and leaning towards the driver's seat.

"You like me?" Yan Cun stared closely at the other person's eyes, "Observing so carefully??"

The author has something to say: No bugs caught!Awesome! (caught a mouth)

Chapter 11 Candle Shadow · Eleven "I think I'm just a little curious about you, not to the point of liking you."

Ji Liao: "???"

Yan Cun chuckled, but his tone was without warmth: "It's a pity not to be a psychological counselor."

Ji Liao opened his mouth: "I..."

"I thought you were really aloof, you really don't like to talk, and you are just arrogant? You have two faces?" Yan Cun interrupted him expressionlessly, "Today Shen Lin told me that you are very nice, It’s just that I don’t like to talk, so I’m mistaken? Put yourself in the perspective of omniscience and omnipotence to observe us mortals?”

It's not that you're not good at socializing, you're just too lazy to socialize with 'people like us'.

whispering sound.

After he finished speaking in one breath, he raised his hand to pull the car door.

"No," Ji Liao was stunned for a while, and subconsciously grabbed Yan Cun's wrist sideways, "No... I wanted to ask a few days ago, but I never had time to ask."

Seeing Captain Yan's face full of impatience, he had an idea, and quickly raised his hand to turn the car door lock, making a 'click'.

Yan Cun: "???"

not... this...

Why is there a sense of déjà vu that a couple is quarreling?

"Why do you have two faces?" Ji Liao replied back to him, "On the surface, you look like a gentle, polite and good-tempered team leader, but why do you look like a little pepper behind your back? Your teammates know you Does it look like it??"

Yan Cun: "..."

I want to take back the share of my distress for his life experience last night.

He sneered: "I don't think you have been beaten by Chili Pepper."

Seeing that Yan Cun frowned and was about to make a move, Ji Liao hurriedly let go of his wrist, and explained quickly: "I'm just more sensitive to changes in other people's mental states, so I paid attention to you a few times by the way, and didn't stand there What kind of perspective do you mean? As for the ineffective social interaction I mentioned - I just feel that social interaction is very tiring sometimes... don't you think so too!"

Yan Cun subconsciously retorted: "I didn't think so, don't use your little thoughts to speculate on others."

Don't worry about whether the other party's words are accurate or not, you can't lose in momentum, and you will lose if you hesitate.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the parking lot happened to be completely exposed to direct sunlight, and the engine had been turned off for nearly 5 minutes. It was probably because the air-conditioning in the car had dissipated, and Ji Liao's face suddenly became hot.

"As for your liking..." he said seriously, "I think I'm just a little curious about you, not to the point of liking you."

Yan Cun: "???"

……elder brother?brother?

Can't you hear what I just said was just sarcasm?What is the purpose of such a serious explanation? ?

Ji Liao recalled what he said just now, and then realized something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "No! I'm a straight man! I mean..."

"Okay, don't tell me, I know." Yan Cun waved his hands in embarrassment.

The topic is getting weirder.

He sighed softly, turned the lock button and was about to push the door to get out of the car, when he raised his eyes and saw the position of the two people at this time, he was stunned for a while: "...Why are you going back to the detachment?"

"?" Ji Liao asked, "If you don't go back to the detachment, where will you go?"

"Li Wenxin!" Yan Cun closed the door again, "What kind of memory do you have? Aren't you quite capable just now? You can analyze other people's tricks?"

Ji Liao: "..."

...Ghost knows that you can still meet your opponent with just a few words from BB?Also a badass opponent.

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At this time, Yan Cun had already calmed down, raised his hand and swiped on the car navigation to find Li Wenxin's current address.

"Go here."

Ji Liao didn't respond either, and returned to his original taciturn appearance, driving along the road.

Yan Cun glanced at him, a little amused: "Why? You were wronged after just a few words? Didn't you just speak up?"

"..." Ji Liao said, "No."

"Can you switch freely in this state?" Yan Cun stared at him for a while with great interest, "Can you try switching back to what you just did?"

Ji Liao opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to spit out two words: "Drive."

Yan Cun suddenly felt that it was a bit amusing, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "You are so good at observing, why don't you major in psychology and want to become a forensic doctor?"

Ji Liao didn't bother to talk to him.

Yan Cun recalled how Ji Shu looked at his brother last night, tilted his head and stared at him for several seconds: "Why? Why are you a forensic doctor? Why?"

Ji Liao's hands holding the steering wheel trembled.

After a while of silence, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You answer me a question, and I'll answer you a question."

"..." Yan Cun weighed it a little in his heart, thinking that he shouldn't be able to ask any evil questions, "Okay, then you can ask."

"Is my observation accurate?" Ji Liao said, "Are you pretending?"

Yan Cun: "..."

I weigh shit.

After a while of silence, he seemed to be relaxed and said, "I don't know... Maybe it's been too long and I can't tell the difference." He hurriedly said, "It's you, why are you studying forensic medicine?"

Ji Liao silently repeated Yan Cun's answer just now, coughed lightly and replied: "Slip gear."

Yan Cun: "..."

I fucking believed your evil.

Ji Liao then said softly: "However, the first choice is not a psychology-related major, but criminal investigation."

"Ah?" Yan Cun was stunned, "Why?"

Ji Liao didn't say a word, and slowly parked the car downstairs of Li Wenxin's residence, turned off the engine, opened the door and said "arrived".

"Don't hold your breath," Yan Cun hurriedly followed, "Why?"

Ji Liao had no choice but to take him, took a deep breath, and used his trump card: "You answer one and I answer another, why don't you fall in love?"

Yan Cun immediately shut up.

Reluctantly, Ji Liao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found out the address of Li Wenxin's home according to the file, and knocked on the door.

Seeing the victim's family member Li Wenxin pull the door open, Yan Cun came back to his senses and quickly pulled his thoughts away from the conversation just now.

"The night before yesterday?"

Li Wenxin took out the teacup and tea set from the table and cabinet, and replied, "Didn't you send someone to take me home the night before yesterday? Not long after I got home, I washed up and rested."

——Li Wenxin's current residence is located near Chongning Avenue, not far from Chengfeng Hotel. After returning home from the detachment that night, it is also possible to rush from here to Chengfeng Hotel to commit crimes.

Yan Cun nodded, and asked some irrelevant things first according to the procedure: "You live alone? Where are your parents?"

"I'm going back to my hometown for the funeral," Li Wenxin handed tea to the two of them, "I don't have a good relationship with them, how can I live together?"

"Ah, thank you," Yan Cun took a sip of tea, "Why didn't you go with me?"

Li Wenxin spread her hands: "How could they let me pollute my precious daughter's cemetery, of course they let me die as far away as possible."

Yan Cun: "..." There is no way to answer this question.

He coughed lightly, started to get down to business, and pulled up Zhou Hongxin's photo from his phone: "Do you know this person?"

Li Wenxin glanced at it and nodded, "Isn't it just the beneficiary?"

"Have you ever had contact with him?"

Li Wenxin frowned and said, "Why am I in contact with him? I'm not as dirty as that."

"..." Yan Cun then showed her Luo Qingsen's photo, "What about this person?"

Li Wenxin replied with a normal expression, "I don't know."

Yan Cun responded, and showed Li Wenxin the photos of Wang Yuan, Gao Yaya, and Yang Jingjing according to the procedure.

However, Li Wenxin's expression seemed to be copied and pasted, without any fluctuation on his face, he just answered "I don't know" mechanically.

Ji Liao retrieved the footage captured by the surveillance cameras that day, and tentatively asked, "Since you don't know Luo Qingsen, what did you throw into the cup?"

Li Wenxin glanced at himself who was facing away from the camera in the surveillance, and finally there was a wave on his face.

"Throw something? Throw what?"

"Then what are you doing at this time?" Ji Liao tried to read the clues from Li Wenxin's expression, "Clean up the dishes? Set the tableware?"

"Lemon juice probably splashed on the table," Li Wenxin replied, "Then I wiped it with a rag."

Ji Liao stared at her silently for a few seconds, retracted his phone, and said slowly, "Your behavior is a bit strange."

Li Wenxin tilted her head: "Strange? Why is it strange?"

"When you ask other people these days, even if you don't suspect much, you still feel a little nervous," Ji Liao said slowly, "and your expression didn't fluctuate the whole time—you expected that we would ask you these questions , keep calm on purpose?"

Li Wenxin listened to Ji Liao's analysis with great interest, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"They're them and I'm me. What's there to be nervous about?"

Ji Liao: "..."

"I still had the same idea before," Li Wenxin said with a smile, "if Qinjiang hadn't banned fireworks and firecrackers, I guess I'd have to find a place to set off [-] rings of earth red to celebrate that she would never have a chance to interfere in my life—of course I just Just thinking about it, I still have basic legal knowledge.”

Yan Cun opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Ji Liao immediately recovered from the other party's words, coughed lightly, and then asked: "You said before that she often troubled you behind your back, what did she do to you?"

Li Wenxin was silent for a few seconds, then said, "You might as well ask her what she hasn't done before."

"Go to the drawer of my parents to get money, say I stole it, throw chalk into her water glass, say I did it... She really didn't 'bully' me, because she did all these dirty tricks ,” she smiled and shook her head, “too often.”

——She has developed this kind of character in the endless framing and neglect. She is cruel and numb and doesn't care about other people's opinions, so it is not surprising that her expression has no waves.

Ji Liao nodded, and recorded the contents of the inquiry one by one.

After a while, the two returned to the car and escaped from the negative energy emanating from Li Wenxin just now.

"Did you see any clues?" Yan Cun asked.

Ji Liao turned the car key and said thoughtfully, "I think her personality and attitude are a little bit anti-social. It's best to find a relevant psychologist to get in touch with her, so as to avoid going down the path of crime."

Yan Cun nodded in response.

It was already around eleven o'clock in the morning, and the other groups were almost finished investigating, so Ji Liao drove straight to the detachment.

After driving for a long distance, Ji Liao suddenly said: "Not necessarily."

Yan Cun: "Huh?"

Ji Liao's expression seemed to hesitate for a moment, but soon relaxed, and said, "My sister Ji Shuwang's real personality... is somewhat similar to her."