After the beginning of winter, the temperature in Hong Kong is also dropping.

The humid environment makes the temperature of 19 degrees, which is still a comfortable temperature, feel very cold.

After Wagner and Jiayi arranged for everyone to go out to perform their tasks, Fang Zhenyue also stood up to say goodbye.

Liu Jiaming happened to come back to make an interim report at this time. Without avoiding Fang Zhenyue, he said directly:

"There are no old cases of being beaten with wooden sticks in the files. I guess either such cases are too small and did not alarm the police, or they are internal conflicts and internally resolved. No one will call the police because their boss beat them up."

Unless this person does not want to continue to mix with others, otherwise even if he was beaten severely with a stick, he will definitely heal on his own.

"Let's change the direction of investigation." Jiayi cheered up, thought for a while and ordered: "You take a few uniformed police officers to check the underground clinic in Yau Ma Tei and look for treatment cases of injuries caused by beatings with sticks or attacks with long and thin weapons."

"Yes, madam." Liu Jiaming responded immediately.

Wagner, who was still thinking about Liu Jiaming's report, raised his eyes to look at Jiayi and nodded his head in approval.

No wonder so many people praised and recognized her. Although she was young and not so experienced, her brain reacted too quickly.

Liu Jiaming talked about the status of the old case in the previous sentence, and she had already thought of a new direction of investigation in the next moment.

As a new sergeant, she has certain guidance ability and more astute ideas for solving cases.

When Liu Jiaming turned around and walked out of the office, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Yi Jiayi and said:

"By the way, Eleventh Sister, although there is no old case that fits the injuries of the deceased uncle, there is a piece of information in a fight case earlier this year that caught my attention."

"What?" Jiayi immediately raised her eyebrows.

"When the forensic doctor examined the injuries of both parties in the fight, he found a sharp weapon wound on each shoulder of one of the scoundrels." Liu Jiaming scratched his head. "Because these injuries were old injuries, not left by the fight at that time, there was only a sentence description in the case file, and there was no in-depth examination to see if they were left by a double-edged long weapon. But the description of symmetrical injuries... I always feel that it may be related to the victim of the kneeling corpse case? After all, didn't the victim of the kneeling corpse case, Qiu Zai, also have whipping marks on the left and right neck in symmetrical positions?"

Jiayi thought about it and nodded, "Brother Jiaming is great! I will go to the forensic officer to find out about this situation."

"Ah, haha, good, thank you for your hard work, eleventh sister, hehe." Liu Jiaming was suddenly praised, and he touched his head embarrassedly, nodded to Wagner and Fang Zhenyue, and was about to go out to carry out the task that Jiayi had just assigned.

Fang Zhenyue followed Liu Jiaming out and asked, "What's the name of that jerk with injured shoulders?"

"Brother Yue." Liu Jiaming was stunned for a moment, and raised his head to consciously look at Yi Jiayi's expression. Jiayi nodded, and he replied, "Xiang Xiaorong, everyone calls him Brother Xiaorong."

"I know, he is one of my informants, and I have given him a lot of living expenses before. If you don't mind, I will take care of him." Fang Zhenyue turned to look at Wagner and asked politely.

He worked in the West Kowloon Crime Unit for so many years, and his title of God of Wealth was not for nothing. Most of the street scoundrels and some marginal workers had received money from him. At this time, it would be more useful for him to go out and inquire than to call these people into the police station.

After entering the police station, those who dared not say anything in public would often tell him quietly as a secret if they secretly took his money.

Although Wagner's chest clenched and he felt the pressure of being compared to Fang Zhenyue, he still nodded with the official business in mind: "Please."

Fang Zhenyue looked directly into Wagner's eyes, feeling the other party's honesty and purity, and reached out to him again with a deep meaning, shaking hands firmly before turning around.

Seeing Brother Yue leave, Yi Jiayi hurriedly said hello to Wagner and said that she was going to find the medical examiner to understand the situation. Then she quickly caught up with Fang Zhenyue and left with him.

Wagner looked at the backs of the two people, was silent for a while, suddenly stepped out of the corridor, turned into the stairwell, went up the stairs, and ran to Superintendent Huang's office.

When knocking on the door of Superintendent Huang's office, Wagner remembered a sentence:

Some people cooperate when 1+1 equals 2, while others can achieve 1+1 greater than 2.

...

Jiayi hurriedly chased after him. The person walking in front seemed to hear her footsteps and slowed down his super fast pace. Although he did not look back, Jiayi knew that he was waiting for her.

The corners of her lips curled up quietly, and she took a step to his side. After walking side by side, she raised her head and smiled:

"Brother Yue, let's go to Yi Ji tonight. The crab season is coming to an end. I ate a male crab yesterday. The meat was particularly fat and it was very satisfying. And the crab roe is delicious in winter. You can try it."

"Didn't your eldest brother say that the decoration will start today and the store will not be open for the next five days?" Fang Zhenyue turned his head to meet her eyes. Thinking of this guy who was so confused that he only wanted to invite him to Yi Ji for dinner and even forgot the schedule of Yijiadong, the light in his eyes became soft.

Winter radish, beautiful heart.

"Oh, that's right. But it doesn't matter. We have to eat anyway. Let my brother give you a small stove."

"Okay, then you have to get off work on time so we can go together."

Jiayi looked at her watch and it was almost time to get off work. She scratched her head, "I also want to sit in the forensic officer's autopsy room, maybe..."

Fang Zhenyue chuckled, stretched out his hand to support the back of her head and left, interrupting her.

Jiayi looked up at him again.

"It doesn't matter, you go and do your work. I'm going to go out to meet some informants. I should take the informants to a roadside stall to eat something tonight. Tomorrow, tomorrow night, go to your brother to open the small stove." He smiled and comforted her. When she looked up, she saw that they had reached the fork in the corridor. He raised his sword eyebrows at her twice, then turned around and walked out of the police station.

Jiayi stood at the stairs and watched Brother Yue leave. The smile she had deliberately raised when talking to him gradually flattened.

Originally, Brother Yue had been screening resumes and selecting his own team during this period. It was a rare vacation time. But she was so troublesome that she needed his help when she encountered a case.

"Thank you, Brother Yue." Looking at his back, she whispered, then turned and turned to the autopsy room.

...

Jiayi stood by the autopsy bed with her arms folded and tightened her collar. When the forensic officer Xu Junhao went to this side to mark the rope bruises on the body, she took a step back, but her eyes did not move away from the body.

Immersed in the flow image, Jiayi looked at the murderer again and again through the eyes of the dead.

The man in front of her, who was not tall, had a pair of venomous snake-like eyes. When he looked at her, Jiayi felt the chill as if she was kissed by a snake.

When he whipped and killed the victims, there was no struggle or fear on his face.

For him, killing was just the most common and simple thing he had ever done in the process of achieving a certain goal.

Such a person would continue to kill as long as someone stood in his way.

But this uncle was not very impressive in appearance, walking on the road with a crutch, and other people would only think he was a harmless old man.

He did not look particularly fierce, and there was no kingly aura when he smiled. He blended in with the crowd too easily.

Unless someone inside knew his identity, even if the police met him, they would not be able to recognize his special identity, right?

Is this why Organized Crime and Triads has been investigating and waiting? They have to find out the exact identity of everyone in this gang and find every key figure before they will take action, right?

Therefore, they were patient and investigated for more than half a year...

Jiayi's originally beautiful and soft facial features became cold because of her cold expression. Jiayi clenched her teeth, and the unwillingness in her heart became stronger.

O Ji has its own considerations, so it will not allow the Serious Case B Team to join this case. Jiayi can understand, but she can't accept it.

O Ji didn't know that the boss of this gang was Uncle Ye, but she knew.

O Ji had never met Uncle Ye, but she had.

She saw the murderer, and he was also the last person who "communicated" with the deceased before his death.

For others, perhaps the deceased Wang Xinqiu was just a certain person who was not careful enough as an informant and died tragically at the hands of the boss of the "swindling" gang.

But for Yu Jiayi, it was more than that. She had seen him alive in the flow image.

She saw him begging for mercy, and saw that although he was yelling when he was beaten, his eyes were clear. He knew he was going to die, but he still suppressed his fear and tightly grasped the button containing the "ice degree".

He wanted to convey some information to the police who contacted him after his death.

Perhaps Wang Xinqiu had already mentioned Uncle Ye to the police, and now that he had the "ice degree", he might have evidence to identify Uncle Ye.

How important that button was to him, with evidence inside. Maybe that was the door brick for his new life, maybe before he died he was still dreaming about the bright future he could have if he was lucky enough to survive.

He might not have to hang around the streets anymore, and could have a hard but decent stable job. He might also get a promised informant reward from the police, and maybe he could use the money to do some small business and get on the right track.

Just like the room he had carefully tidied up, he was also trying to tidy up his life.

But when Uncle Ye pulled the rapier out of the dragon-headed cane, the light in Wang Xinqiu's eyes gradually dimmed.

Luckily, hope was shattered.

At that time, Wang Xinqiu, who would have begged for mercy, shut up instead.

When Uncle Ye's men grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head, his still good-looking face was no longer distorted by begging for mercy and crying.

Wang Xinqiu relaxed his brows, the corners of his mouth returned to their original positions, his expression gradually calmed down, and finally turned into a pool of stagnant water without waves.

The moment he looked into Uncle Ye's eyes, he clenched his teeth, his brows suddenly pressed down, and the last expression that appeared on his face was an expression of hatred.

Jiayi saw every subtle expression of Wang Xinqiu, and her strong empathy made her seem to hear the sad and angry roar in his chest. She felt the same hatred.

Closing her eyes lightly, Jiayi bit her lower lip, silently listening to the sound of the scalpel in the forensic officer's hand colliding with the tray, the sound of the knife cutting the corpse, and the voice of Xu Junhao turning his head and whispering to his assistant...

She slightly exerted force on the hand holding the notebook and pen, and the muscles and bones on the back of her beautiful hand were prominent.

I will definitely catch Uncle Ye!

He will not be allowed to escape from Organisation or CID!

There is always a way to continue tracking this case without hindering Organisation.

She took a deep breath and thought quickly.

How can she get Organisation to accept her and Team B?

How can she get Organisation's acceptance and cooperation, how can she catch Uncle Ye, and at the same time help Organisation to wipe out the wolf's den and bring all the "drug dealers" to justice?

If they guessed correctly, Organisation will come to her door tomorrow at the latest.

She must think of a way before then.

Her heartbeat accelerated due to anxiety and stress. When Jiayi opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of determination.

Xu Junhao was straightening up, turning his neck and arms to help relax his muscles. Meeting Jiayi's eyes, he asked,

"Are you okay?"

Jiayi nodded, took a deep breath, looked at the body again, and was once again pulled into the flow image.

She forced herself to read all the scenes presented in the flow image before Wang Xinqiu's death again, without missing any details.

With eyes wide open, she held her breath at the critical moment, and her heartbeat accelerated due to emotional fluctuations when the murderer took action... over and over again.

Jiayi will not let go until the murderer is imprisoned.