Fang Zhenyue walked out of Qiu Sushan's office and stood at the door for a while, filtering out everything that had happened in Group B's office recently.

He also recalled all the details that Yi Jiayi showed him.

The sunlight passed through the window and hit half of his face, making half of his face bathed in sunlight and the other half hidden in the shadows.

One eye was light amber because of the light, and the other was dark as ink.

...

Returning to the office, Fang Zhenyue found that Lin Wangjiu was lighting incense.

He turned his head and saw that a new red circle appeared on the whiteboard.

Today, the whiteboard records the mind map of the King's Park murder case. It lists the names of female classmates who may be jealous of the murderer because their academic performance is not as good as the murderer, the name of the deceased's father's lover, and some people who have had some minor conflicts with the deceased, or may have some contradictions or competition.

The red circle does not circle these people's names, but is drawn in the blank space - what does this mean? Is the murderer not among these people? At

this time, Lin Wangjiu lit the incense and started to pray in the four corners of the office, mumbling to himself.

After the worship, he inserted the incense into the incense burner prepared in advance, and a small statue of Guan Gong was placed behind the incense burner.

Sighing, Lin Wangjiu turned around and said confidently:

"Let's go to the temple to pray on weekends. There's probably something to the Feng Shui of our office. You see, the red circle is always drawn very hard, and it feels very angry, as if the wronged spirit is seeking revenge.

"Besides, the last case happened many years ago, and the body was taken away by the family, cremated and placed in the cemetery. The resentment gradually disappeared, and there was no red circle.

"For this murder case, it is said that the body was supposed to be taken away in the next two days. We reopened this case, and the medical examiner's body retention period was extended, so the wronged spirit appeared."

Uncle Jiu spoke in a coherent and logical manner.

No matter how you think about it, this is undoubtedly a haunted house.

"Then shall we ask someone to come and exorcise the ghosts?" Gary didn't really believe in such things, but he was also in awe.

"Why exorcise ghosts? Isn't it good to help us solve the case?"

Fang Zhenyue waved his hands and glanced at the little policewoman who had been sitting obediently in the back of the office:

"Are you done?"

"I have completed today's work seriously. There are still many documents to sort out, too many, so I will take my time. Brother Jiaming said that they are going to discuss the King's Park murder case, so I came here to join in." Jiayi answered seriously, looking well-behaved.

Liu Jiaming was sitting upside down on the chair, not noticing the conversation between Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi. He looked at Lin Wangjiu and questioned again: "Where are ghosts in this world? If there are ghosts, they will go directly to the murderer to claim their lives. Why would we policemen be needed? Uncle Jiu, are you kidding us?"

"Why is it me? I thought it was you." Lin Wangjiu turned his head to look at the burning incense. Seeing that it was burning well, it did not suddenly speed up or suddenly go out, so he felt relieved.

"It must not be me." Liu Jiaming turned his eyes to Gary again, "Tell me, are you causing trouble?"

"It's not me." Gary waved his hand and turned to look at the old bachelor Sanfu, "Brother Sanfu, are you naughty?"

"In our Group B, the only one who can deduce the real murderer first is Brother Yue." Sanfu immediately turned his spearhead to Fang Zhenyue.

After the remote control disappeared, the softness between people disappeared.

Lin Wangjiu also analyzed that the red circle was drawn in the blank space, indicating that the name of the murderer was not on the whiteboard.

He turned out all the documents, sat down and read them carefully, and his work was unprecedentedly serious.

While looking for clues in the documents, he looked up at the sky from time to time, put his hands together, and muttered with a bitter face:

"Gods and ghosts, please bless us to find important clues quickly and solve the case as soon as possible. Bless you~"

Fang Zhenyue walked to the whiteboard, picked up the blackboard eraser, and erased most of the useless clues. Suddenly, he heard Lin Wangjiu's words, and his eyes unconsciously fell on Yi Jiayi, who was sitting in the back row, looking at her nose and heart like a good student when she was concentrating on listening to the lecture.

The little policewoman was serious and looked so naive.

He suddenly thought of something, the corners of his lips curled up, he quickly turned his head to face the whiteboard, coughed lightly, and tried to suppress his smile.

But for some reason, he just couldn't suppress his smile. He walked to the window, turned his back to everyone, and laughed inexplicably.

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"???"

The detectives in the room plus Yi Jiayi all looked at Fang Zhenyue with confusion.

Did Sir Fang get the money?

...

...

Fang Zhenyue tilted his head and looked at the crooked tree by the back door of the police station outside the window. The wires were wrapped around the front and back of the tree, almost completely entangling it. No matter how it grew, it couldn't escape.

It's worthy of being a police station, even the tree is going to be caught.

His thoughts were distracted for a moment, and the inexplicable urge to laugh faded. He then turned around and walked back to the whiteboard seriously.

He erased some information that he judged to be useless, then turned around and said:

"Let's review this case from the beginning."

"The body of the deceased was found on the grassy slope behind the park lake, among the trees. There are few people there. Only the cleaner would walk through that area every morning when cleaning up the garbage in the lake. Trace examination inferred that this was the scene of the murder.

"Not far from the body was her schoolbag and a textbook scattered by the tree.

"According to the report of the forensic officer, the deceased was beaten to death.

"Based on the existing information, let's reconstruct the murder.

"That day was the school cleaning day of the deceased, and many classmates took the opportunity to skip classes and go out to play, and the deceased was one of them. But she didn't go shopping with friends, or go to her friends' houses, but went to King's Park to read."

Fang Zhenyue paused here to give everyone a moment to catch the inspiration.

"I went through the case file, and the points I suspected were indeed repeatedly checked by the detectives of Team A. No one around the deceased had a very solid motive for murder, and they all had alibis." Lin Wangjiu frowned. "The

unemployed vagrants who often hang out in the neighborhood were also questioned, and they all said that they didn't know that kind of obedient school girl at all, or they said that they didn't go to King's Park that day. I tried to ask these people to report others, and I also asked informants, but there were no clues." Sanfu stretched his shoulders, which were a little sore.

Yi Jiayi lowered her head and rubbed the pen in her hand, and wrote down the existing clues on the paper in front of her.

None of the clues showed that the deceased had a boyfriend at the time of the murder, but in the mind flow image she saw, there was clearly a male corpse lying on the side.

Since the murderer asked them to be a mandarin duck at the bottom of the lake, they were most likely in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

But why did both the friends and relatives of the deceased seem to be unaware that she had such a boyfriend?

Can an underground relationship be hidden so deeply?

Yi Jiayi recalled that when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, let alone falling in love, she would tell her bestie eighteen thousand times if she looked at a boy for a second longer.

Girls of that age love to share and take friendship very seriously. When friends get together, they always talk about their own affairs, each other's affairs, and even the affairs of irrelevant people.

Moreover, if you talk to anyone in school for a long time, your classmates who have no other entertainment except studying will be suspicious. When it comes to love, the truth cannot be hidden.

Or... it's not a campus romance?

And there is a particularly strong reason that the deceased can't share this special love with people around him?

Taboo love?

Yi Jiayi felt that she might have started to go astray. Maybe these crazy thoughts are as unreliable as writing a novel. She

quickly collected her attention and continued to pay attention to Fang Sir and his discussion on safety.

As a result, just as Liu Jiaming opened his mouth, footsteps were heard in the corridor. The next moment, several men stood at the door of the office. The leader pushed the door open and looked inside, with the most unfriendly eyes.

Yi Jiayi recognized them at a glance. They were detectives from the Serious Crime Unit A, led by Sergeant You Zhaohua.

"Sergeant You." Fang Zhenyue turned around and greeted him lightly, holding a marker.

He was born with a handsome and majestic face. He didn't need to make a disdainful or arrogant expression, it was already intimidating enough.

So even though he was greeting people in an ordinary way, You Zhaohua felt that Fang Zhenyue was condescending to express his diswelcome.

"Fang Zhenyue, are you messing with me?" You Zhaohua glanced at the whiteboard, and just a few words showed that it was the King's Park murder case.

At first, this case made him feel particularly ashamed. The murderer showed no respect for the police and left the victim on the grass slope without caring about it. The whole city was in turmoil. Many people were afraid to go to the park there, and the business of the amusement park plummeted. People everywhere accused the police of handling the case poorly, and the public security in Hong Kong was not good.

He investigated day and night under pressure, led the team to run around looking for clues, and was exhausted for several months. Everyone in the team was exhausted, but in the end, they still failed to solve the case.

Now Fang Zhenyue is so self-righteous that he has turned over this case. He really doesn't know his own limitations.

"It's not me who breaks into someone else's office uninvited. Why are we inappropriate?" Fang Zhenyue put one hand on the whiteboard and stood there, blocking the door. It was obvious that he was not going to let You Zhaohua in.

"What? Do you think you can solve the case that our A team can't solve?" You Zhaohua glanced at everyone in the office with disdain and said contemptuously:

"You have solved a few cases recently, and you don't know your own weight. Do you think there is no case in the world that you can't solve? It's clearly written in the newspaper. You are lucky, Sir Fang.

"Be careful that the King's Park case will be a disaster for you and a disgrace to you."

"Sir You, are you scared? What if we solve the case, will you be finished? "Without waiting for Fang Zhenyue to reply, Liu Jiaming suddenly smiled and raised his chin towards You Zhaohua.

He was still sitting backwards on the chair, his eyes crooked, as if he was joking with someone in a friendly manner, but his words were straight into people's lungs.

"Fang Zhenyue and I are talking, it's not your turn to interrupt." If it was Fang Zhenyue who was arguing with him, it would be fine, but even the young agent from Group B dared to be disrespectful to him, which made You Zhaohua more and more angry. "

Whose eye should I interrupt? The left eye or the right eye? Or... "Liu Jiaming stopped talking and suddenly burst into laughter. After saying these words, he didn't look like a detective at all. He was even more hated than the big villain in the underworld.

You Zhaohua was so angry that his eyebrows were raised. He stepped into the house and was about to compete with Liu Jiaming.

Fang Zhenyue finally moved. He stretched out his arm and put it on You Zhaohua's shoulder, "You Shazhan, it's not necessary, right? This case is not yours. "

You Zhaohua felt as if a heavy weight had fallen on his shoulders. Fang Zhenyue pinched his shoulders hard, obviously not welcoming him to go into the office.

Gritting his teeth and taking a few deep breaths, he turned around and glared at Fang Zhenyue, saying angrily:

"I have already investigated this case half a year ago. The whole team worked on the floor in the office. We searched for everyone related to the deceased countless times, and asked people until they got annoyed when they saw us. We carpet-searched that patch of grassy slope no less than three times, but we couldn't solve the case. You just keep digging it up, and it would be a waste of police resources!"

"You Shazhan, just because you can't solve it doesn't mean I can't." Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows.

"Then what if you can't solve it? "You Zhaohua took a step back, shook off Fang Zhenyue's hand, propped one hand on the wall, and stared at Fang Zhenyue with a stern expression.

"Sir You, these are all cases in the office. We are all busy hoping to solve the cases. I don't want to step on you, nor do I want to show off. It's just work. You think too much. Everyone is under a lot of pressure recently and the weather is hot. Why don't you drink some heat-reducing tea and take some time to take a few days off." Lin Wangjiu took two steps forward and pressed down with both hands, indicating to the other party why he was so angry.

But You Zhaohua didn't buy it. He just glanced at Uncle Jiu, and then glared at Fang Zhenyue aggressively.

"I'll set up a banquet and offer tea to apologize to you. "Fang Zhenyue said casually in a relaxed manner, with an arrogant look as if he didn't think he could not solve the case.

What You Zhaohua hated most was Fang Zhenyue's look of not taking anything seriously. He had been displeased with him for a long time and wanted to find a chance to blunt his temper.

Now he couldn't swallow this breath, and didn't want to miss the opportunity to suppress Fang Zhenyue, so he responded loudly:

"Okay, Sir Fang, remember what you said today."

"What if I solve it?" Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows.

"You say. "You Shazhan said proudly.

Fang Zhenyue turned around and glanced at his subordinates sitting in the office -

Liu Jiaming raised his head unconvinced, and the movement of slightly grinding his teeth showed that he was eager to try and wanted to find time to hit back at You Zhaohua.

Lin Wangjiu had a cold face, and he usually had a bitter face as if he wanted to complain about everything, but now he was so serious.

Gary and Sanfu, one crossed his arms and scowled coldly, and the other clenched his fists and stared at You Zhaohua as if he was going to pounce on him.

Men are inherently aggressive, and detectives are even more violent, but they are bound by the police uniform and can only vent their excess physical strength and wildness through high-risk and high-risk work within the rules.

Now that they are provoked by You Zhaohua, who can stand it if they have blood?

When he retracted his gaze, his eyes accidentally swept over Yi Jiayi. Even this little policewoman who was not from Team B looked unconvinced, holding a pen, frowning, and pouting, like a bad-tempered kitten.

What? Did she feel a sense of belonging to Team B so quickly?

Or was it because she was the one who got into the King's Park homicide case by deceiving the public, so she felt guilty?

At this moment, Yi Jiayi suddenly stood up, as if she had finally made up her mind to say something.

Seeing her heroic expression, he knew she was going to turn herself in.

Fang Zhenyue curled his lips, not giving the little girl a chance to speak, and turned to You Zhaohua, with a non-angry expression, and asked with a smile:

"Sir You, if the case is solved, how about you kowtow to me?"

You Zhaohua glared, and couldn't bear it anymore, and punched Fang Zhenyue.

Fortunately, the detectives of Group A behind him reacted quickly, rushed up to hold You Zhaohua, and stopped their own sergeant from being too hot-tempered.

But even if the fight was stopped quickly, the two battle-hardened detectives faced each other, and a single blow left an immediate mark.

Fang Zhenyue crossed his arm quickly enough to block You Zhaohua, but the punch still grazed his jaw.

At the moment of blocking, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand and pressed down with his other arm. Although he was unable to hit You Zhaohua's chest with his elbow at the moment of pressing down his lower body because of others' interference.

But after the two men stepped back, You Zhaohua's arms hung unnaturally at his sides, and it was obvious that he did not gain any advantage.

Several people from Group B also rushed forward and stood behind Fang Zhenyue to help, as if they would all join in the fight.

The two sides confronted each other fiercely, and both looked very angry.

People like Liu Jiaming who have been with Brother Yue for a long time knew that Fang Zhenyue was not a person who would make a big deal out of a small matter.

It was always Brother Yue who made others want to shoot him to death. He had never let anyone get ahead of him like this without fighting back.

However, no one expected Fang Zhenyue to be so sarcastic.

At this time, the door of the opposite office opened, and Qiu Sushan came out, scolding and pushing You Zhaohua away.

She looked at the crowd, with several curse words starting with "man" in her mouth. Seeing that You Zhaohua was still blushing, she endured all the instigating words.

After sending Group A away, Qiu Sushan sternly stated that she would hold Inspector Zhang of Group A accountable, and then she came back rubbing her forehead.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Liu Jiaming could not help but turn around and asked Fang Zhenyue with a lack of confidence:

"Brother Yue, are you confident enough?"

When charging into the battle array with everyone, Detective Liu did not lag behind and pretended to be the most confident.

Turning around, he felt guilty very quickly.

Qiu Sushan, filled with anger and helplessness, walked back to the door of Team B's office and saw that Fang Zhenyue was fine and was preparing to continue discussing the case with the team members. After

several times of wanting to say something but stopping, all of them finally turned into a breath and a long sigh. Qiu Sushan pulled a chair and sat quietly in the office.

Everyone in Group B was inspired by You Zhaohua and was full of fighting spirit. After being mobilized by Fang Zhenyue, they were simply filled with the spirit of "If this case is not solved, I, Liu Jiaming/Lin Wangjiu/Gary/Sanfu, will not be worthy of being a human being."

Standing at the back, Yi Jiayi, who had long wanted to admit that she had handed this troublesome case to Group B and wanted to apologize to everyone, bit her lower lip and looked at everyone. Her heart was full of complex emotions and fighting spirit.

Fang Zhenyue looked at her and suddenly said meaningfully: "Since you are brothers who have been through life and death together, investigating cases and chasing murderers, you have to solve problems together.

"Whether it is trouble or credit, we will shoulder it together.

"It doesn't make sense that we can happily take on such good luck and merit just because we have solved cases successfully one after another.

"When encountering difficulties and troubles, you don't have the courage to share them."

Stir-fried bitter gourd with white sugar, sharing the joys and sorrows!

Yi Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue looked at each other, looking at his smile that was very irritating just now but now full of confidence, with sour and sweet feelings surging in their chests, and their hearts were surging.

"Sir Fang, I have an idea about this case." Yi Jiayi clenched his fists, and finally straightened his chest and spoke frankly.

"You say it. "Fang Zhenyue was at ease, as if he had expected that she had discovered some blind spots in this case.

He leaned against the wall slightly, uncapped the marker pen with a click, and raised his chin to her in encouragement, his sword-like eyebrows flying, his eyes full of stars.

Yi Jiayi looked at him and felt that Officer Fang was the most handsome man in the world at this moment.

Even though the place on his jaw that was hit by You Zhaohua's heavy hammer had begun to turn purple and looked a little miserable, it did not diminish the unrestrained and handsome aura on him.