Director Yan slammed the table and said, "It's lawless, it's really lawless!"

Huang Zhenyi sighed, "They are really bold."

After Tan Yi said that, everyone understood that the reason why the newspaper came so quickly was most likely that the murderer personally passed the news to the daily newspaper.

But being angry couldn't solve the problem, so Director Yan asked Tan Yi to remain silent, and he and Huang Zhenyi went out.

After the two left, Tan Yi's face was silent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Cao Haisheng finished the rest of the roasted sweet potatoes and said that he still had work at hand, so he went back to the office first.

Xie Qing also stood up, "Captain Tan, I'm going to see what's going on, what about you?"

Tan Yi said, "I'm going back to the office."

The two sent the plates back and left the cafeteria together.

Xie Qing said, "The murderer is putting pressure on us. Captain Tan, don't be fooled. They are extremely inflated now, and there will always be flaws."

Tan Yi looked at Xie Qing. The little girl tilted her head to look at him, her eyes bright and firm.

He felt warm in his heart, "You are right, I think so too."

"Then I will go over." Xie Qing turned around and walked quickly towards the gate.

When she arrived, a young reporter was asking questions.

"Director Yan, I heard that a murder occurred on Binhai Road. Is this true?"

"It's true. The location of the case is remote and few people know about it. How did you know about it? This matter is very serious. Please answer me directly immediately."

The reporter was shocked and stammered, "I, our newspaper received a submission."

Director Yan said, "When did you receive the submission?"

The reporter shook his head and said, "The interview was arranged by our editor-in-chief. I don't know."

Director Yan said to Huang Zhenyi, "Send someone to check."

Huang Zhenyi stood at attention and said, "Yes, I'll go right away." The

reporter also realized the seriousness of the matter and took the initiative to say, "Our newspaper usually receives mail around nine o'clock."

Director Yan said, "Thank you for your cooperation. Our people will be here soon."

...

When Xie Qing returned to the dormitory, Tan Yi just came out of the office building. She took the initiative to greet him and wanted to ask him if he was going to the newspaper office, but she thought better of it.

The two passed by each other.

Just after walking a few steps, Xie Qing heard Tan Yi say from behind: "Xiao Xie, I'm going to the newspaper office, do you want to go?"

Xie Qing did not hesitate and turned around quickly, "Okay, let's go together." She was also a member of the special task force, so it was understandable for her to participate in the investigation.

The car got on the road.

Tan Yi asked, "Regarding the Sweeping Lady, does Xiao Xie have any ideas?"

Xie Qing organized her words and said, "There are two types of Sweeping Lady, one from the island country and the other from our country's people, in the capital and Guanzhong areas, and their appearance is slightly different from that of the island country. Which type do you think the Sweeping Lady in this case applies to?"

Tan Yi said, "I think it is inseparable from the island country."

Xie Qing didn't know in which year Tan Yi's brother had the accident, nor did she know when "The Clever Ikki" was introduced to our country, but she knew what the Sweeping Lady of the island country meant.

She asked, "If it is an island country, and the murderer uses this to mark the case, would it have some kind of ironic meaning? Or... does it have some kind of religious meaning?"

Tan Yi was silent for a moment, "I think this is a competition of intelligence, but unfortunately... I have never won."

His voice was low, and even though he had no expression, one could feel that he was in a low mood.

Xie Qing was the opposite of him. This was her first time dealing with such a case, and deep in her heart she had some secret excitement. It was like everyone was playing a lantern riddle together. The more others couldn't guess, the more she wanted to guess.

She said, "There are only a thousand years of being a thief, but there is no thousand years of guarding against thieves. The rats in the gutter are difficult to deal with. This has little to do with IQ. In my opinion, they are just 'practice makes perfect.'"

After Xie Qing finished speaking, the car fell silent. It was not

until they got off the car that Tan Yi said, "Maybe my emotional knot is too deep. I am a little possessed. Xiao Xie, you are right."

Xie Qing understood him. When a person wants to accomplish something so much but never succeeds, the mental blow can be imagined. Therefore, it is understandable that he falls into self-doubt.

She put on her backpack and closed the car door. "We are cats and they are mice. We are just competing in patience. No matter how difficult it is, Captain Tan, don't push yourself too hard."

"Okay." Tan Yi smiled and nodded. "There are too many people to thank. I won't thank you today."

"Just a few words. We are all young people. Captain Tan, don't take it too seriously." Xie Qing shrugged. "If you must thank me, you can treat me to a few good meals. I don't want anything else, especially not to pledge your love to me."

"Hahaha..." Tan Yi laughed. "Don't worry, I can't do such a ridiculous thing."

As he spoke, he walked towards the mailbox hanging in front of the Japanese newspaper.

The mailbox is not the post office's, but the Japanese newspaper's own submission mailbox - that is, the letters do not need to go through the post office, as long as the courier passes by here, he can just put it in.

It was almost impossible to find the messenger in this way.

Tan Yi and Xie Qing had expected this. Without hope, there would be no disappointment.

The two walked side by side into the gate of the daily newspaper office. They were stopped by the guard after taking just two steps. "Who are you looking for?"

Tan Yi showed his ID. "Sir, which floor is the editor-in-chief on?"

The guard was frightened and quickly pointed to the stairs. "On the third floor, he's there."

Xie Qing smiled and said, "That's good. Thank you, sir."

The two of them went up to the third floor in a flash. Xie Qing knocked on the editor-in-chief's office door. The man sitting behind the desk was indeed the middle-aged man she had seen in the hospital.

Xie Qing said, "Hello, Editor-in-Chief Zhao, we meet again."

This man was Zhao Yong, who had lived in the same ward with fellow villager Pi Yan. After the daily newspaper made a one-sided report, Li Ji checked the relevant information of the person in charge of the newspaper.

Zhao Yong recognized Xie Qing, but still stood up slowly, "Who are you two..."

Xie Qing said, "We are from the Municipal Bureau, and this is our Captain Tan."

Zhao Yong forced a smile, "Hello, Captain Tan, please sit here." He opened the door and said to the person outside, "Xiao Li, make two cups of tea."

Tan Yi said, "Editor-in-Chief Zhao, you are welcome. We will leave after we finish our work."

Zhao Yong pointed to the sofa on the right side of the desk and said, "Please take a seat, both of you. What can I do

for you?" Tan Yi sat down on the sofa and said, "I heard that you received a news tip about the Binhai Road murder case?"

Zhao Yong also sat down and crossed his legs. "Yes, this is not illegal, right?"

Tan Yi said, "It is not illegal, but this letter may have been sent by the criminal himself. We need to know the original and the way it was delivered." Zhao

Yong put down his crossed legs, and the faint smile on his lips disappeared. "You mean, the murderer sent it himself?"

Tan Yi said, "Of course, you received the letter when we just arrived at the crime scene. If we hadn't already Get ready, the news can't fly here even if it has wings."

Zhao Yong stood up again, opened the door and shouted: "Xiao Wang, find the letter from Binhai Road as soon as possible and bring it to me immediately."

Sitting back on the sofa, he said to Tan Yi, "Captain Tan, we are reporters, and stealing news is also a professional quality. The reason why criminals sent the letter to us is because our daily news is timely, right?"

Tan Yi said: "News not only requires timeliness, but also accuracy, right, Editor-in-Chief Zhao."

Zhao Yong's face was a little unnatural, he laughed awkwardly twice, "Of course, our newspaper has always required this and done this. In the future, please supervise more, Captain Tan."

This is really thick-skinned.

Tan Yi said, "I don't dare to be the supervisor. I believe that our daily newspaper is a fair and just newspaper."

"Haha, of course, of course." Zhao Yong twisted his body and said to Xiao Li who came in with a cup of tea, "Go and urge Xiao Wang, why is he so slow?"

"Editor-in-chief, I'm here, I found it." Another young man ran in.

He put a white envelope on the coffee table.

Xie Qing looked over - it was an ordinary envelope, with a clean cover and a stamp without a stamp on it.

Tan Yi put on gloves and picked up the envelope, "Who has taken it?" Xiao

Wang said, "The boss in the communication room, me, the editor-in-chief, and reporter Zheng who was preparing to write an article have also taken it... It seems that no one else has taken it."

Xie Qing said, "Please, Brother Wang, call all the people you just mentioned over. I want to take their fingerprints and compare them when I go back."

Xiao Wang looked at Zhao Yong in surprise, "Two officers, we have a mailbox at the door and receive it at a fixed time every day. This letter has nothing to do with us."

Xie Qing said, "After excluding yours, this is the fingerprint of the sender."

"Oh... yes!" Xiao Wang suddenly realized, "I'll do it now."

Tan Yi took out the letter from the envelope, and Xie Qing also looked over.

It said: A homicide occurred on Binhai Road, the Municipal Bureau intervened, and it is said to be similar to the Shen Yi case.

The wording and sentence structure are straightforward and colloquial, and the cultural level of the writer cannot be seen.

The letter paper is regular lined paper sold in stores, and the handwriting is average with a fountain pen.

Tan Yi stuffed the letter paper back.

Zhao Yong tentatively asked, "Did Captain Tan find anything?"

Tan Yi said, "If the murderer dares to send it to us, we can guarantee that we won't find anything."

Zhao Yong asked back, "Then isn't it meaningless for you to look for this letter?"

Tan Yi said, "Editor-in-Chief Zhao, this is what criminal investigation work is like. Not only do you have to investigate and reason, but you also have to constantly try and error. The work is tedious and the workload is huge. If I have disturbed you, please forgive me."

He used Zhao Yong's rhetoric to point out Zhao Yong, don't you want me to forgive you? Then will you forgive me?

Zhao Yong said: "Captain Tan, don't say that. Let's understand each other, let's understand each other."

...

After taking fingerprints, the two returned to the car.

Xie Qing said, "The words were written with the left hand, so the person who wrote it should be able to write well with the right hand."

Tan Yi nodded, "If the left hand can write like this, the right hand can't be bad, is there anything else?"

Xie Qing said, "The murderer didn't dare to use his right hand, which means he may have worked in a formal unit. In addition, his handwriting is unique. If we can see his other writings, we should be able to compare them."

"It's not easy in such a huge crowd, let's go back and talk about it." Tan Yi raised his chin towards Grandpa Ken across the street, "I'll buy you a Coke."

Xie Qing said, "Thank you, without ice."

Grandpa Ken at this time is still a fashionable thing, Tan Yi said.