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Yan Shen is a rich second generation with golden carvings and silver lacquer. His father is the owner of the largest cinema chain in the country and holds dozens of companies.Haiyu Media is just a small one of the many companies in his father's hands.

When seeing a psychiatrist, the driver shared a car with Yan Shen and the old lady, and the driver took the old lady home, so Yan Shen lost his car and could only sit in Ji Zheng's car.

Ji Zheng drove on the highway and thanked Yan Shen, but Yan Shen lukewarmly brushed it off, so Ji Zheng stopped looking for topics and let the atmosphere of silence slowly fill the car.

After half an hour's drive, they arrived at the downstairs of Haiyu Media Company.

A middle-aged man with a 'Marketing Manager' hanging around his neck stood at the gate. When he saw Yan Shen, he went up to greet him, shook hands with him, and Ai Wu and Wu Di also greeted Ji Zheng.

The three of them took the elevator to the fourteenth floor. As soon as they got out of the elevator, the marketing manager invited Yan Shen to the office for tea. Yan Shen looked at Ji Zheng and smiled to the marketing manager: "I'm not free today, next time."

So the marketing manager personally led them to a small office with only a few computers.Inside there was just a young man in a plaid shirt typing on a computer.

"Xiao Wang, call out the image uploaded by the car camera on April 4th. Please sit down, Young Master Yan."

Yan Shen ignored the chair pulled away by the marketing manager, and was annoyed by the marketing manager's attitude, so he sent the marketing manager out with an excuse.

Xiao Wang had never met Yan Shen, but from the leader's attitude towards Yan Shen, he could tell that he was someone not to be messed with, so he asked cautiously, "What do I need?"

Ji Zheng moved a chair and sat next to Xiao Wang's seat, and said: "Please call out all the taxis that leave on April 4th, and find the passenger image data between 15 o'clock and 5 o'clock."

"it is good."

Programmer Xiao Wang cut into the internal central control system, and quickly called up thousands of image data according to the date and time provided by Ji Zheng, saying: "April 4th, between 15 o'clock and 5 o'clock, all here. "

Ji Zheng took a glance and found that some of these photos were clear and some were blurry, some could see the front face, and some could only see the back of the head. The variables caused by human factors undoubtedly added to the difficulty of his investigation.

He took the mouse from the programmer's hand and scrolled down from the first photo one by one.

The programmer just looked at it and thought it was a big project, and he couldn't help it, so he slipped out quietly.

As soon as he left, Ji Zheng sat in his seat, holding the mouse in his right hand, resting his left elbow on the desktop, habitually covering his lips and jaw with his left hand, frowning slightly and concentrating on looking at the pictures on the computer. In the portrait picture, the reflection of the screen was reflected in his eyes through the lens, gathering a gloomy blue light.

He was focused on finding Hong Xin in the photo, but he didn't realize that Yan Shen was sitting in the card room beside him, looking at him with his forehead propped up.

Seeing him busy, Yan Shen got sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep unknowingly.Two hours later, he opened his eyes and saw that Ji Zheng was still sitting in front of the computer without moving, not even changing his posture.

The programmer didn't dare to leave, and stood by the door to be on call at any time. Seeing that Ji Zheng had hardly moved for these two hours, he praised his perseverance in his heart, and then took two glasses of water and put them in Yanshen In front of He Ji Zheng, said: "Please drink water."

Ji Zheng's eyes were right, and he said thank you smoothly.

Ji Zheng looked at the computer, and no sound could divert his attention.He looked at thousands of photos in a row and still had clear ears and eyes, and a clear mind, so that when he saw a profile face suspected to be Hong Xin, he watched the girl's profile without any ups and downs for a moment, and then looked at the girl's face. After identifying the photos on the phone for a while, I propped up the table with both hands, dragged the chair and slid back a distance, pointed to the computer screen and said, "Please call out the owner information of this car."

After speaking, he took off his glasses and pinched the sore corners of his eyes. He casually raised his eyes and saw Yan Shen smiling at him.

Xiao Wang said: "It has been transferred."

Ji Zheng put his glasses back on, pressed his hands on the edge of the table and bent down, looking at a personal information form he had brought up.

The owner of the taxi that took Hong Xin away at 5:23 was Meng Xiang, male, 31 years old, from Weining City.

Ji Zheng entered his number into his mobile phone, and left the media company with Yan Shen.

Yan Shen stood in the sun and stretched, and asked, "Is it all right?"

Ji Zheng smiled at him: "Thank you for your help, I won't waste your time from now on."

Yan Shen looked at him and sneered: "Exit order?"

Ji Zheng paused, and said: "No, I still have to find this taxi driver."

"so?"

"Do you want to come with me?"

"is it not OK?"

Ji Zheng thought for a while, and handed him the car keys: "Then you drive my car and follow."

He called Meng Xiang, and within 10 minutes, a taxi stopped in front of him and honked its horn.

A dark and fat man lowered the car window, looked out the window, looked at Ji Zheng and asked, "Is that the car you called?"

Ji Zheng opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot, casually mentioning a place name.

There are two bottles of canned coffee and a bag of unfinished bread on the driver's seat. The air in the car is filled with the volatile sweetness of carbonated drinks, the smell of various foods is mixed together, and the stereo is singing loudly. Xiaosan's vulgar online songs made the atmosphere a bit suffocating.

Ji Zheng lowered half of the car window, and most of the breath in the car drifted away with the wind.Meng Xiang doesn't talk to him, but only occasionally takes a sip of a drink, or sings loudly to Xiaosan along with the Internet singer.

The car drove forward for more than ten minutes, and stopped in front of the intersection with a red light. Ji Zheng looked at the street scene outside the window, and suddenly said: "Where did you take that girl?"

Although his voice was deep, it was exceptionally clear, as if he had inner strength to protect him, and he could get into Meng Xiang's ears without saying a word even amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves of Internet singers.

Meng Xiang glanced at him, not sure if he was talking to him, and was thinking about it secretly, when Ji Zheng turned his head, put the phone screen in front of his eyes, and said, "This girl, where did you take her?"

The sweet and pleasant Hong Xin was smiling at him.

Meng Xiang was taken aback, stepped on the accelerator in surprise, the car rushed forward and then stepped on the brake, leaning on the steering wheel and panting in shock.

Seeing his reaction, Ji Zheng also had the bottom line in his heart, put away, put his fingers on the window glass of the car, and said lightly: "The light is green."

Meng Xiang glanced at him several times, then drove through the intersection, slowed down and asked, "You, who are you?"

Ji Zheng thought for a while and said, "Police."

Meng Xiang saw that he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with an elegant demeanor, not like a jerk, so distrust appeared in his eyes.

Ji Zheng said again: "Look at the Lincoln in the back, it's my colleague who followed us all the way."

As if to verify what he said was true, the black Lincoln flashed its turn signal.

Meng Xiang swallowed with a thud, his calves were spinning while stepping on the clutch, and before Ji Zheng asked, he didn't ask himself: "I, I haven't seen that girl, I don't know anything."

Ji Zheng looked at the road ahead through the windshield, smiled coldly when he heard the words, and said, "If I didn't find evidence, I wouldn't have come to you." Then he knocked on the window and said: "Pull over and let's talk."

Meng Xiang found a roadside where he could park temporarily and stopped the car, and sat in the driver's seat with his head drooped, his lowered eyes rolling extremely fast.

Ji Zheng turned to the driver's seat, sat sideways, looked at him and said, "Tell me, what did you do to that girl?"

Meng Xiang said: "She, isn't she dead?"

"That's why I came to you."

Meng Xiang was in a hurry: "Hasn't the murderer been found? The owner of the garment factory who committed suicide."

Ji Zheng lashed out at him: "Before I found you, the murderer was the owner of the garment factory. After I found you, it may not be so."

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Meng Xiang's forehead, and he said in shock, "It has nothing to do with me! I didn't kill her!"

Ji Zheng said: "Peng Mao's place is suspected because he was the last person the deceased had contact with before his death, but we found out that the deceased got into your taxi on Provincial Highway 5 at 23:718. The deceased also had contact with you before his death. , although it is impossible to determine who is the last person who contacted the deceased, you or Peng Mao, but you are equally suspected of committing the crime, if you—"

Ji Zheng deliberately didn't finish his sentence, leaving an unresolved ending, waiting for Meng Xiang to bite the bait himself.

Meng Xiang said anxiously: "That girl did get into my car around 5:[-], but I didn't kill her!"

Ji Zheng looked at him quietly for a moment, and said: "Then why are you so nervous when you see me? And you lied that you haven't seen the dead?"

Meng Xiang was sweating profusely all over his body, almost soaking his oily blue short sleeves. He opened the drawer with trembling hands, and found a green lady's wallet from a pile of sundries. Throw it on Ji Zheng like charcoal fire.

Ji Zheng opened his wallet and found an ID card on the first layer of the wallet, with Hong Xin's photo and information impressively printed on the ID card.

Ji Zheng took the wallet and asked coldly: "What's going on? Explain clearly."

Meng Xiang lowered his head and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and said falteringly: "The girl got into my car and sat where you are sitting now. She fell asleep as soon as she got into the car. I took advantage of her I didn’t pay attention, I took her wallet out of her bag, she didn’t expect her to find out, she said she was going to call me to complain. At that time, I was annoyed, so I threatened her, if she dared to complain to me, I would retaliate against her, Anyway, I have her ID card in my wallet, and her address is on the ID card. When she got scared, she stopped making trouble and begged me to return her wallet, but I didn’t return it and drove her out of the car.”

"Go on."

"After driving her out of the car, I warned her that if she dared to complain and call the police, I would expose her information and take revenge on her family."

"Then?"

"Then I dumped her on the side of the road and drove away."

If so, this clue is another dead button.

Ji Zheng asked again: "What time did she get off the bus?"

"She stayed in my car for more than ten minutes. When she got off the car, it seemed... 5:40, 5:40 was the most."

Ji Zheng looked around in the car and asked, "You don't have a driving recorder in your car?"

"Yes, yes, it rained heavily a few days ago. I have some minor problems when I get wet in the rain. It's always sizzling. I just unloaded it and put it at home."

"It's raining, it's April 4th?"

"That's right, that day, I unloaded it when I got home at night."

"That is to say, your driving recorder has not been used since April 4th?"

Meng Xiang said in a daze, "Yes."

Generally, the storage space of a driving recorder is very limited, and it can only keep the video within seven days at most, and it will be overwritten if it expires. However, Meng Xiang’s recorder was removed on April 4th, which means the video on April 15th It is the last video recorded by the recorder, and there is no chance to be overwritten by new content.

After Ji Zheng sat down, he raised his finger and pointed to the front and said, "Drive, go to your house to get the driving recorder."

After getting the driving recorder, Ji Zheng didn't forget to act and do a full set before leaving, and said to Meng Xiang: "The mobile phone has been kept unblocked for the past two days, and I will notify you to go to the police station to take notes at any time."

Meng Xiang sent Ji Zheng to the gate of the community without any doubt. Ji Zheng walked towards the silver Lincoln parked on the side of the road while he was watching, and knocked on the passenger window.

Yan Shen put down the car window, leaned against his forehead as if he was going to sleep, looked at him and asked, "Is it finished?"

Ji Zheng nodded and said, "I'll drive."

Yan Shen got out of the car and changed to the co-pilot, Ji Zheng drove back along the way he came.

"where are you going?"

Ji Zheng looked at the car ahead and asked.

Yan Shen closed his eyes and frowned slightly, his cold tone was slightly displeased: "I don't have a name?"

The corner of Ji Zheng's lips curved, and he said calmly: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Shen snorted disdainfully: "I thought there would finally be someone who forgot my name."

Ji Zheng ignored his arrogance, turned on the car speakers, and played a soothing piano piece at random.

Yan Shen opened his eyes during the piano music and turned to look at Ji Zheng, saying: "You are very strange."

Ji Zheng looked ahead and smiled: "Is there?"

"You obviously don't want to stay with me, why don't you let me go?"

Ji Zheng's expression was calm, but he was actually slightly surprised.He didn't expect that Yan Shen, who is so arrogant and proud, has always been admired by the stars, and who has never been indifferent, can stand on the same footing as an ordinary person like him and feel how others perceive him.

At least in Ji Zheng's impression, people with the status of Yanshen would dismiss and abandon those who don't like them.

More importantly, Ji Zheng didn't expect Yan Shen to be aware of his resistance to Yan Shen.

Yan Shen didn't wait for his answer, and quickly returned to his height to speculate on him, with a cold and contemptuous look on his face, he said, "Because my grandma is your client? Or is it because you know my identity?"

Ji Zheng is good at perceiving people's hearts, of course he could hear Yan Shen asking why he allowed him to approach.

Ji Zheng didn't choose to answer directly, because he knew that Yan Shen would see that he was lying, so he deliberately made his words ambiguous, and smiled slightly: "Is it important?"

Yan Shen felt that he was pushing him away, but at the same time he seemed to be pulling him closer. In short, he found that it was the first time he couldn't figure out a person's mind.Ji Zheng is a mysterious and unexpected existence to him.

He had a rare clumsy speech, and he realized that if he continued to stay with Ji Zheng, he would expose a side of himself that he never showed in front of others, so he said: "It doesn't matter, it's not important."

Ji Zheng turned his head to look at him, calmly pulled back the flying distant kite as if he was flying a kite, and said with a smile: "Are you angry because of me?"

Yan Shen looked out the window and frowned slightly. He didn't like the feeling of being seen through by Ji Zheng, so he said coldly, "Stop the car."

Ji Zheng didn't bother at all, and quickly pulled over to the side, and thanked him when he got out of the car: "Thank you for your help today, Mr. Yan."

Yan Shen leaned on the car door and looked at him for a moment, then bent down to look at him and said with a smile: "I won't be angry because of an insignificant person, Doctor Ji."

After speaking, he slammed the car door shut.

The smile on the corners of Ji Zheng's lips was slowly ups and downs, and he watched him walk into a bar indifferently and calmly.

Back home, he went straight to the study, ignoring Aunt Wu who came out of the kitchen to say hello to him, and locked the door of the study.

There was a desk in front of a bookshelf. Ji Zheng squatted in front of the desk and opened a drawer at the bottom, and took out a blue cellophane box that looked like a gift box.

There was a notebook in the box, and he took it out and put it on the floor, revealing a Marlboro pen under the notebook, a blue tie with horizontal stripes, a hotel room card, and a photo.

The photo was filled with messy lines with a red pen. The handwriting almost penetrated the back of the paper, scratching the protective film on the surface of the photo, and shattering the faintly visible pair of men and women in the photo.

Ji Zheng took out the photo, flipped to the back, and saw a group of English letters written in red pen on the back——Arthur

Arthur...

Ji Zheng looked at this group of letters written with a red pen. These letters were printed in his eyes, as if carved on his eyeballs, and each stroke was a bloodstain.

He found a business card from the trash can at the corner of the table, aligned the photo in the upper left corner of the photo, and used a stapler to combine the business card and photo into one.Then he took out his mobile phone and saved the number on the business card in the mobile phone, and entered the word 'Yan Shen' in the remarks.

There was a sullen look on his always calm and gentle brows, he pressed his phone expressionlessly, and sent a text message to Yan Shen - if I make you angry, can you give me a chance to make it up?

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In the office of the re-examination team, Xia Bingyang and Lou Yue sat opposite each other on both sides of the long table. Lou Yue concentrated on reading the case files, holding a pen to write and draw on a piece of manuscript paper, and stroked one timeline after another.Xia Bingyang was sitting across from her, with a pair of half-formed building blocks in front of her, and she was putting together a windmill clamped outside the castle wall.

Lou Yue read Hong Xin's case file twice, but couldn't explain it. Looking at the time, it was an hour and a half since she got the case file and began to study it.She worked hard for an hour and a half, while her leader put together building blocks for two hours.And that building block is an educational toy for children aged four to eight, and her five-year-old niece can build it within two hours. Xia Bingyang has been playing with it for a week and still looks miserable.

She has always recognized Xia Bingyang's IQ, but now looking at Xia Bingyang's stupid way of lowering his head to button parts, she suddenly feels that Xia Bingyang's IQ is not very high, at least not as good as her five-year-old niece.

Feeling sore from holding the pen, Lou Yue dropped the pen, propped her forehead with one hand and looked up at Xia Bingyang.

Xia Bingyang rummaged through the colorful pieces for parts, without raising his head, he asked, "Sister Yue, do you like little sheep or big white rabbits?"

Lou Yue lowered her eyes, pressed her fingers with a click, and said lightly: "Mutton."

Xia Bingyang nodded: "Then raise sheep." He said and picked up a plastic model of a sheep the size of a thumb and put it in the fence gate made of green building blocks.

After shedding a few sheep, he raised his eyes to look at the manuscript paper on which Lou Yue was writing and drawing, and said, "How is it?"

Lou Yue slipped back a certain distance with the chair, leaned forward with her upper body, put her arms on the edge of the table, stroked her arms and said, "Who told you that Hong Xin died at 4:15 on April 5th?" Got into a taxi left or right?"

Xia Bingyang let out a long 'hmm', and waited until the parts in his hand were assembled before saying: "Leave this question alone, and you can continue."

Lou Yue said: "The forensic doctor speculated that Hong Xin's death was between 5 o'clock and 8 o'clock. Based on the evidence found, the police targeted Hong Xin's boss, Peng Mao. Peng Mao left a statement, He said in his confession that Hong Xin left the garment factory in his car, and at about 5 o'clock, he put Hong Xin on the side of Provincial Highway 718. This confession was not accepted at the time because Peng Mao was suspected of committing the crime It's too big. And no one can prove that Hong Xin really got out of his car. But now you say that you found evidence to prove that Hong Xin took a taxi on Provincial Highway 5 at around 20:718, then Peng The transcript left by Mao before his death has credibility. But credibility alone is not enough. Back then, the police found Hong Xin’s blood and hair in Peng Mao’s car, and also found a gun that matched Peng Mao’s body. The murder weapon is a folding knife with Hong Xin's blood. If Peng Mao is not the murderer, how to explain the evidence? Also, since he is not the murderer, why did he commit suicide in fear of crime? Is this reasonable?"

Xia Bingyang stopped what she was doing, looked up at her and asked, "Compared with whom?"

"Compared to existing evidence."

Xia Bingyang asked again: "What is the result of the comparison?"

Lou Yue thought for a while and said, "There are two possibilities, either the taxi driver misremembered the person or time, or the clues you found are unreliable."

Xia Bingyang nodded and said, "That makes sense." After speaking, he went on to build the castle.

Lou Yue couldn't help frowning: "Where did this clue come from? It's not reliable."

"I don't know if it's reliable, I'm checking."

Lou Yue was puzzled: "You've been sitting here doing puzzles since early in the morning, what have you checked?"

Xia Bingyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, someone will check for me."

Lou Yue asked: "Who? Ren Erdong and Li Zhiming? Didn't you send them to find Luan Yunfeng?"

Xia Bingyang smiled mysteriously at her: "Foreign aid."

Lou Yue just thought he was talking nonsense, got up and went to the bathroom.

The office door opened and closed again, a gust of wind slipped in at the moment the door was closed, turned around in the room, and soon fell down heavily, rolled up a piece of draft paper that Lou Yue put on the table, and floated Fall to the ground.

Xia Bingyang got up and picked it up, glanced at it briefly, placed it on the table and pressed it down with Lou Yue's pen, then sat on the edge of the table, facing the breezy window, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Recently, he called Ji Zheng unexpectedly smoothly. He could make five out of ten calls, but the call time was still of different lengths, either affected by inexplicable signals, or affected by Ji Zheng's nothing to say. The calls are of high quality, so good that there is no nonsense.

However, Xia Bingyang really wanted to talk nonsense with Ji Zheng, just like a normal chat between friends, he said a few irrelevant gossips, asked about the weather and diet, but every time he heard Ji Zheng's calm and concise tone , Xia Bingyang could see his stern and deep face, which made him feel awe, just like a child who dare not criticize his elders.

He knew that he had misunderstood Ji Zheng. Ji Zheng had always been gentle and patient with him, and it had always been like this. The attitude is exactly the same as Ji Zheng's attitude towards Xia Bingyang when he was 15 years old, it is still the attitude of the elders towards the younger generation.

Xia Bingyang is the same, he indulges himself to be fascinated by Ji Zheng leisurely, but he also respects Ji Zheng, he only dares to be willful occasionally in front of Ji Zheng, and dare not be presumptuous at will.

He was like a different person in front of Ji Zheng, not restrained like himself.

This time the luck was not very good, the second time of the replay, the phone was connected.

Ji Zheng took the lead and said: "Bing Yang, I got the driving video from Meng Xiang's car."

Xia Bingyang opened his mouth and closed it again, thinking that Ji Zheng didn't even have the chance to call him 'Brother Ji Zheng' this time, so he pursed his lips and said, "Meng Xiang?"

"It's the taxi driver who took Hong Xin away."

Ji Zheng on the other end of the phone sat in the study at home, turned on the phone and put it on the table, looking at the computer in front of him.

"Hong Xin really got into a taxi around 5:20?"

Xia Bingyang picked up a red shard among the colorful parts and played with it in his hand, asking.

At this moment, the study door was pushed open, and Aunt Wu came in with a cup of hot black tea and put it in Ji Zheng's hand, and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch today?"

Ji Zheng lowered his voice and said: "I can do it, just ask Xiao Que what he wants to eat. There is no need to bring tea over for now."

After sending Aunt Wu away, Ji Zheng continued to look at the files in the computer, and continued: "Hong Xing got into Meng Xiang's taxi at 5:25, but Meng Xiang said he didn't know where Hong Xin was going, because Hong Xin I got off at the side of Provincial Road 15 within 718 minutes of getting on the bus."

Xia Bingyang was keenly aware that this sentence was a dead end for this clue. If Hong Xin really got off the car 15 minutes after getting on the bus, and Meng Xiang didn't know where she was going afterwards, then this clue could basically be discarded. .

Xia Bingyang asked: "Is Meng Xiang's words credible?"

Ji Zheng said: "I'm checking, give me 5 minutes."

While talking, he had already found the video on April 4th, pulled the time to 15:5, enlarged the image, and covered the entire screen.

Meng Xiang's driving recorder is placed in the middle of the front windshield. It has no recording function, only images.The video captured by the driving recorder uses the windshield as a window to record the 718 National Highway under the heavy rain that day.Like playing a silent movie, the plot of the movie is slowly advancing with a small camcorder...

Affected by the rainy weather, the taxi's speed was kept below 40 mph, and the wipers kept scraping and washing the rain-dripping windows, so the scenery on the road was fairly clear.

Soon, the signboard of Daqing Hardware Store and Hong Xin standing in front of the store to hide from the rain appeared in the camera.

Seeing Hong Xin, Ji Zheng took off his glasses, frowned and stared at her closely.

Hong Xin was wearing the pink short-sleeves and blue jeans she wore on the day of her death, and stood shivering on the side of the road with her arms folded. Behind her was an umbrella with green polka dots on a blue background on a wooden chair in front of the store.

A few seconds later, I don't know if the taxi found Hong Xin or Hong Xin found the taxi. In short, the taxi slowly stopped on the side of the road, and Hong Xin quickly got into the taxi. The screen stopped for four seconds, and the taxi went back advance forward.

The driving instrument does not have a recording function, so Ji Zheng couldn't hear what they said in the car.After 15 minutes and 48 seconds, the taxi stopped on the side of the road again. Hong Xin seemed to be pushed hard by someone, almost fell on the side of the road, patted the front of the car twice in the rain, and shouted into the car wearing something.

The taxi ignored her, left her on the side of the road and drove on.

Hong Xin stood by the side of the road, watching the taxi go away with despair and anger, her thin figure fell in the rearview mirror, getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Ji Zheng finished reading, pressed the pause button, and said, "Meng Xiang didn't lie. Hong Xin got off the taxi at 5:40."

Still hearing the answer he was most unwilling to hear, Xia Bingyang rubbed his forehead sadly, and said, "That is to say, at 5:40, Hong Xin was still alive?"

"Yes."

Xia Bingyang lowered his head, squeezed the red Lego cube hard, and the sharp corner almost pierced his skin, and said: "Peng Mao left a record, he said that Hong Xin was on the 5 Provincial Highway after 718 o'clock. Get out of the car, and now you have found evidence that Hong Xin got into a taxi on Provincial Highway 5 at 20:718. What's going on? Didn't Peng Mao lie? What about the evidence found in Peng Mao's car? thing?"

Even though Ji Zheng didn't know the details of the case of hiding corpses in the bridge cave, he could still analyze it based on Xia Bingyang's few words, and said: "But you can't completely clear Peng Mao just because Hong Xin got into a taxi at 5:25. suspicions."

Xia Bingyang was speechless and deep in thought.

Ji Zheng didn't understand the case and couldn't give Xia Bingyang some feasible suggestions, so he dragged the video to the place where Hong Xin was driven out of the taxi by Meng Xiang, slowed down, and played the video again. After a pause, he leaned close to the screen and said to himself: "What kind of light is that?"

With sharp ears, Xia Bingyang heard: "Light?"

Ji Zheng enlarged the picture of the taxi rearview mirror, looked at the rearview mirror, which was the size of a bean dot, and there was a ray of blue and red light flashing in the layered rain curtain, and said: "Taxi rearview mirror There was a light, very faint, like red and blue."

A tinge of red and blue?

Xia Bingyang asked doubtfully, "What is that?"

Ji Zheng carefully discerned for a moment, and found that his eyesight was not enough to break through the pixel slag, and the thick rain curtain prevented him from seeing what kind of light it was. Instead, his eyes were sore from the light of the screen.

He closed his eyes and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said warmly, "I can't see clearly. But the light was a hundred meters behind Hong Xin, I don't know if it has anything to do with Hong Xin's death."

Xia Bingyang said: "It's okay, it's fine if you can't see clearly, unless it's a beam of light shot down by an alien spaceship, Hong Xin can't be taken away."

Ji Zheng closed his eyes and laughed twice.

Xia Bingyang was itchy at the base of his ears when he laughed, so he also lowered his head and smiled, pinching the red square back and forth, eager to say something to him.

"Brother Ji Zheng, last time at Xu Hui's house—"

Before finishing the sentence, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Lou Yue stood at the door and said loudly: "A female corpse was dug out from the green belt at the entrance of Bafang Street, Dafeng Road."

Xia Bingyang froze for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look at Lou Yue: "Bafang Street? That's the jurisdiction of a team, under the management of Dang Hao."

Lou Yue said anxiously: "The deceased was a woman, her lower body was naked|naked, her hands were tied behind her back by her underwear, she raped first and then killed, exactly the same as Hong Xin and Ran Jie!"