Several police cars surrounded the bungalow in front and behind. As soon as You Mingxu opened the car door, Xu Mengshan rushed out. You Mingxu felt even more depressed when he saw his partner's appearance.

The house was empty, except for a dagger and a piece of rope on the ground. You Mingxu looked carefully and found no obvious signs of a fight. She looked up and saw Xu Mengshan leaping into the air-raid shelter in the corner of the house. She rushed over, lay down at the entrance of the cave, and asked anxiously: "How is it?"

Xu Mengshan held up the flashlight, looked around quickly, and finally stared at the ropes and other traces scattered on the ground. It was obvious that someone had been detained here. He gritted his teeth and replied, "No one."

"Ah Xu." Yin Feng shouted. You Mingxu turned around and saw him pick up a backpack from the bed and pour it out, with clothes, money and wallet scattered out. You Mingxu rushed over, picked up the wallet, flipped through it, saw the ID and bank card, looked up and the two of them looked at each other.

"Not far!" she said.

Yin Feng nodded.

You Mingxu rushed out of the room and shouted to other policemen: "Search the surroundings immediately!" Yin Feng helped Xu Mengshan climb out of the cave, and Xu Mengshan rushed out as soon as he reached the ground. Yin Feng subconsciously followed suit. As he ran, he saw the policemen in front of him running desperately. His Ah Xu was at the front, and his heart ached a little.

Half an hour later, the police found suspicious bloodstains on the street 1 km away from the cabin. The blood had dried, at least hours ago. Local criminal police captain Han Feng immediately ordered people to mobilize surveillance near the suspicious location. After another hour, we finally found a functioning camera on a street corner far away from the location and switched it on for surveillance. It's just that the picture is blurry and distant.

——

In the meeting room of Huaicheng Police Station.

Lao Tan, You Mingxu, Han Feng, Xu Mengshan and other key police officers in the case, including Yin Feng, were all watching a video that was only more than 20 seconds long.

The image quality is poor, with snow and flash lines. The time showed that it was 4:02 this morning. A man and a woman were walking on the empty street. They had their backs to the camera, but the woman was wearing the same clothes that Fan Jia was wearing when she disappeared.

"It's Fan Jia!" You Mingxu said. Others also nodded. They were colleagues who worked together day and night and could recognize each other at a glance. Only Xu Mengshan, his face dimly reflected by the light of the slide, stared at the screen in silence.

"The man is Chen Zhaoci." Han Feng said, "Looking at his figure, he won't run away."

Just at this moment.

An extremely tall and strong black shadow suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the screen, holding a hammer and smashing towards Fan Jia.

Even these detectives cried out in surprise.

Fan Jia fell in a pool of blood, motionless.

The man was wearing a black hoodie and his face could not be seen from beginning to end. He swung the hammer at Chen Zhaoci on the ground again, and Chen Zhaoci lay on the ground motionless. The man bent down, carried Fan Jia on his shoulders, turned around and walked out of the picture.

There was silence in the conference room.

The police officer in charge of checking the surveillance said: "This is the footage from about half an hour later."

It was still dark and Chen Zhaoci was the only one left there. He moved his body and stumbled to his feet. Then everyone saw that his hands under his sleeves were tied with ropes. Chen Zhaoci's head was also bleeding. He looked around for a while, as if he was looking for something. Finally he runs out of the picture.

——

When Yin Feng walked out of the bathroom, he saw the familiar figure standing by the railing. Dusk had fallen and the wind had picked up. She took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, then tried to light a lighter, but it didn't light. There was no expression on her face as she nodded again and again. There was clearly wind, but I didn't know how to block it, as if I was competing with the lighter. Finally she got angry and threw the cigarettes and lighter into the trash can next to her.

After days of running, her ponytail was already half loose, but she didn't care. She put her hands in her long hair and lay on the balcony with her head down.

Yin Feng had never seen her so anxious.

Fan Jia was attacked and his whereabouts are unknown. The police have launched a carpet search in the vicinity but have found nothing. It is very easy to hide someone in such a crowded old town with huge flow of people. The witnesses or suspects brought back were examined one by one. This was a break in the review, and Yin Feng ran into this side of You Mingxu.

Yin Feng walked up to her side and habitually pulled his arms on the railing, like a teenager. Before he could open his mouth, he heard You Mingxu say, "Let's go. I don't want to talk."

Even Yin Feng, who was good at psychology and used to acting like a spoiled brat, didn't know how to comfort her at this moment. At the end, he said the cheesiest thing: "If you feel bad, just cry."

You Mingxu sneered: "Crying? Why am I being so hypocritical when no one is around?"

Yin Feng paused and said, "You haven't found the person yet, so why are you smashing the lighter here?"

These words finally made You Mingxu look at him straight in the eye, his face extremely gloomy.

"You Yingjun, I think you don't want to be surnamed You anymore," she said.

Yin Feng smiled and said with great momentum: "A real man should not change his name or surname."

It seemed that every time when she felt depressed, this guy would come out and make jokes, and she would feel much better. At this time, other colleagues passed by. You Mingxu asked for a lighter, took out a cigarette and continued smoking. He didn't look so irritable anymore.

The two stood side by side and watched the dusk grow darker and darker, covering the entire city like a black net.

"Ah Xu felt uncomfortable, so he leaned on my shoulder." Yin Feng said, "Physical comfort between people is effective. In other words, leaning on me gave Ah Xu some strength."

You Mingxu just narrowed his eyes and smiled: "No."

In a few seconds, a heavy head fell on her shoulders. You Mingxu looked at him sideways. He was so tall, but he was not afraid of spraining his waist. He even had his eyes closed, his face looking peaceful.

"Then Ash give me the strength," he said.

You Mingxu said nothing, nor did he push him away. Occasionally someone would pass by and look at her, but she would ignore them. Yin Feng doesn't use perfume now, but he always smells good. It smells like shower gel, sometimes it smells like toilet water, and sometimes you drink a big can of milk in the morning and accidentally spill it on your clothes, so there will be a faint smell of milk. They all smell very clean. His hair was also very soft, pressing against her neck, giving her an indescribable feeling in her heart, intimacy, purity, desire and being desired.

After a long while, You Mingxu tilted his head and kissed him lightly on the top of his head.

Yin Feng's whole heart trembled with this kiss as light as a feather. He slowly raised his head, only to see You Mingxu staring straight ahead with a cold expression on his face. He said, "Get up. Let's sort out our thoughts."

Yin Feng: “Oh…”

You Mingxu said: "Initially, a year ago, Zhao Feier, a college graduate who was trapped in a campus loan from Fenjinbao Company, disappeared and was murdered. Everyone in Fenjinbao Company had an alibi, and their fingerprints did not match. Zhao Feier also did not meet their requirements for the target. The real murderer who killed Zhao Feier was someone else."