The temperature dropped sharply, and everyone wore long sleeves and long pants, including Fang Zhenyue.

When he took Jiayi out of the police station, he reached out and patted the back of her head. When he raised his arm, the straight sleeves of his shirt without a single wrinkle outlined the lines of his arm.

The muscles were dormant, but they still rose and fell like waves. One glance at them and you could imagine how big they would swell when they were angry.

"How is it? Are you happy? Are those old guys cooperating?" Fang Zhenyue put his hands back into his trouser pockets and asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"Hehe, you're quite cooperative, right?" Jiayi was particularly humble, but her eyes were shining with a cunning light, as if saying: Ask me a few more questions, give me a chance to show off! Quick, quick, quick!

Fang Zhenyue knew what she meant at a glance. He laughed and followed suit:

"Did our Little Eleven speak particularly well?"

"Very! Well~" Jiayi nodded vigorously, her eyes crooked, and the corners of her eyes were squeezed by her bulging apple muscles. "Wow, Brother Yue, didn't you see, they listened so seriously! They looked at me eagerly, as if I was saying some imperial decree. It seemed like I was some valuable advice, and they listened eagerly!"

"Hahaha..." Fang Zhenyue was amused and laughed. He couldn't help but patted her shoulder twice with his fan-like palm.

Seeing him laughing happily, Jiayi was encouraged. She trotted after him, tiptoed close to his ear, and whispered,

"Superintendent Huang listened most attentively, like a primary school student listening to a story."

"Haha!" Fang Zhenyue smiled and turned his head, and saw the little policewoman raising her eyebrows and squinting her big black and white eyes, staring at him without blinking. Her face, which was close to him for a whisper, was clear and white, with a pink glow of excitement.

He could see the childlike intention of trying to make him happy in her eyes. His hard heart, which was about to rush to the crime scene, softened, and his smile changed from cheerful to gentle:

"Our Xiaoyi is indeed the best. Let those good boys reflect on Teacher Yi's teachings in the classroom. Let's punish evil and promote good, and save the world."

"Yes!" Jiayi nodded vigorously, showing a few white teeth. As Fang Zhenyue walked into the parking lot and stepped into the police car, she put away her smile, took a deep breath, and sat down next to Lin Wangjiu with her shoulders straightened. When

the door of the police car was about to close, another person suddenly ran out of the police station: it was Liu Jiaming, who was also a detective from Group B and was forgotten by Fang Shazhan and Teacher Yi, and who was so serious in class that he took a long time to react!

He grabbed the car door, jumped in, panting and sitting down before speaking:

"Madam said she would have a meeting with Huang Sir first, and when we return from the scene, she will come to the B team office to have a case discussion meeting with us."

Fang Zhenyue responded, the car door closed, the sirens sounded, and the police car carrying detectives, forensic chemists, and forensic doctors rushed out and rushed to Cheung Sha Wan Pier in the autumn wind.

...

There was a heavy storm last night, and most of the fishing boats rushed to the shore before the storm. There were many old fishing boats that were not very big neatly arranged in the harbor.

The anchor dropped down and held the boats together with ropes. The sails were gathered, so that although they swayed with the waves, they were always curled up in the harbor and would not be swept away by the waves.

In Hong Kong at that time, all clubs must pursue five-star ratings, and all residences and stores must pursue splendor. People's aesthetics almost 100% tend to be "rich and luxurious". Wherever you go, there are flashing neon lights, gold and red. But when Jiayi got off the police car and looked at the pier in front, she found that this scenery was missed by "rich and luxurious". The

deeper the blue sea in late autumn is, the deeper its color becomes. Perhaps due to the heavy wind and rain overnight, the sea was divided into two colors. The color near the harbor became lighter and turbid, probably because many algae were pushed to the shore by the waves, and then rolled up mud and rocks. The

rows of shacks on the sea near the Cheung Sha Wan Pier were neither gold nor silver nor red.

The cloudy evening looked even more old and cold, and finally reminded people that this international metropolis was once just a small fishing village.

The cordon was drawn on a beach that could only be reached by foot in the distance. Many fishermen smoked, crossed their arms and endured the sea breeze to look at the excitement. Jiayi ran over with the team, and her feet were covered with mud and sand after only a few steps.

The sand here is mixed with broken shells, small starfish, etc. The crunching feeling underfoot is very strange, and occasionally you will step on someone who has stepped on you.

The wind is filled with a fishy smell and some kind of stench. People are approaching while wearing masks and gloves.

The body was washed up by the waves in a nylon bag. The body is severely skeletonized, and it is obvious that it has been soaked in the sea for a long time. There are no footprints to collect on the scene. Even if there were fingerprints on the bag and the body, they have been destroyed.

"The bag is scratched. It should be scratched open by nails after repeatedly hitting the shed." Chen Guangyao stood up and looked at the sheds in the distance. There were many nails on the wooden frames under those houses for fixing.

He walked over and looked around carefully. He didn't see any nylon bag fragments that had been scraped off, but he thought that even if there were any, they would be useless to the case, so he turned back.

"There's nothing to investigate at the scene. The fishermen reported the case immediately after they found it, and no one dared to approach it until we came." Chen Guangyao sighed and turned to the forensic officer Xu Junhao.

"Yeah." Xu Junhao pulled open the nylon rope, took a quick look inside, and nodded to signal his subordinates to carry the body.

When the body was settled in the car, several detectives also collected statements from nearby fishermen. Everyone came and went in a hurry.

"The murderer should be someone with a car." On the way back in the police car, Fang Zhenyue had already started his analysis.

"Yes, it would be hard to transport such a big bag to the port and dump it without being discovered, unless you drive the car and put the body in the trunk." Fu frowned and agreed.

"If it was a fisherman nearby who committed the crime, he would not dump the body near his home." Lin Wangjiu also made a preliminary guess.

"Yes." Fang Zhenyue nodded, "There are too few clues now, let's go back and check the reports from the Forensic Department and the Medical Examiner's Office."

"Well, we will check and test the nylon bag and the things in the bag." Chen Guangyao nodded.

"..." Xu Junhao looked at the small coffin on the ground of the police car. Even after leaving the beach, seawater still seeped out of the nylon bag - all the details showed the difficulties in the autopsy and testing.

Although the skeletonized corpse does not smell and does not require a deep autopsy, he is willing to endure the stench and horrible decay for the sake of solving the case. At least there are more clues and information.

If the corpse can speak, then the skeletonized corpse can only say a few words.

...

In the forensic room, the silence is suffocating, and only the voice of the forensic officer Xu Junhao occasionally breaks the stagnant air:

"He is about 10 years old, 1.75 meters tall. There are no wounds on his skull or chest. There are very slight marks of sharp weapons on the front of his neck, but it is difficult to determine its specific source. If there was no friction with a sharp weapon when he washed ashore, then it can be inferred that the murderer used a sharp weapon to cut the victim's throat to death... The knife must have cut very deep, cutting through the trachea, esophagus, Adam's apple, thyroid cartilage... to touch the spine."

"There are no special bone injuries, and there are few identification elements."

"The deceased should be physically strong. It is not easy to kill him, especially to kill him head-on..."

"The time of death is probably between 1 month and 3 months."

"I will conduct a more in-depth inspection, but Sir Fang should refer to the report of the Forensic Department on the deceased's watch and other items."

Xu Junhao glanced at the detective guarding his autopsy room and sighed helplessly.

"Thank you for your hard work." Fang Zhenyue nodded at him and led the detective away.

The report of the Forensic Department will take some time to come out, so they had to go back to the office.

Everyone sat or stood in a corner, and there was a rare silence. In the depressing atmosphere, no one spoke.

There were too few clues, and they wanted to pull out the threads to find the truth, but they couldn't even find the initial thread.

Jiayi also sat at her desk with a piece of paper spread out in front of her, staring at it silently, in the same silence.

But she was not worried or anxious. She was digesting the emotional resonance just now and calming down her emotions.

Sir Xu said that the deceased was physically strong and it would not be easy to kill him.

But if he was already in a state of tipsy and was intoxicated with lust and defenseless, then everything would be hard to say.

...

The woman riding on the deceased was as disheveled as he was. When the passion reached its peak, she reached out to touch the deceased's short hair, but her hand happened to press on the pillow.

When she pressed down with her palm, a section of the hilt of a knife was exposed under the fluffy pillow.

The woman's movements suddenly became slow, her blushing face became more gorgeous, and there was a bit of weird madness in her eyes.

She pressed her palm on the hilt of the knife and moved for a long time before she suddenly woke up from a deep dream, staring and frowning, and violently pulled out the dagger from under the pillow and ruthlessly cut the neck of the deceased.

The deceased was in a drunken stupor, immersed in the rare climax of life. When the pain came and his throat was cut, he even had a smile on his face.

The struggle was a little late. The woman had already pulled the pillowcase, pressed the blade, and pressed the dagger down like a shovel.

The long wine-red hair became more and more vivid under the light, and it was the same color as the blood flowing out of the deceased, as if it was also flowing.

The pillowcase and bedding were soaked with blood. The deceased struggled for a while and then stopped moving.

For a long time afterwards, the woman was as still as a sculpture. She kept riding on the man and put all her body weight on the dagger. It was not

until her limbs went numb and she felt the originally hot body beneath her cooling down that she suddenly let go.

Somehow her palm was also cut. She covered her wound, threw away the dagger, and fell on the bed in a daze. She was stunned for a few breaths before she suddenly curled up and buried her face in the quilt, howling...

Thinking back again, Jiayi was still shocked by the suddenness of the murder and the suffocating emotional outburst of the murderer. She lowered her eyes and took a deep breath.

After catching her breath, facing the paper in front of her, Jiayi was not as confused as when she first got the ability. She has now begun to ask herself questions in her mind, learning the logic of Fang Sir and his team's investigations, and guiding herself to find clues. Who is

that man? What are his characteristics?

Who is that woman? What are her characteristics?

What is their relationship?

They were so close, why did he kill someone again?

The knife was placed under the pillow in advance, did the woman plan to kill someone in advance?

What are the characteristics of the room? Did you see a window? Are there any landmarks outside the window that can help find the location of the murder?

Soon, Jiayi's eyes fell on the watch worn by the deceased and a high-rise building outside the crime scene window.

The man's watch has been taken away by the Forensic Department. Following this item, some clues should be found.

The Fule Building on Mong Kok Road can be seen from the crime scene window. This room is on the south side of Mong Kok Road, probably in the Fook On or Kwong Wing communities.

Jiayi couldn't see the window very clearly in the mind flow image, and could only get rough location information.

And more...

frowning and trying to recall those images and sounds, the sweet face of the little policewoman was also tinged with the fear of Fang Zhenyue's investigation.

Fang Zhenyue was holding the map to check the beach where the body was found, when the phone suddenly rang. After answering it, he only said two sentences and hung up.

"It's a call from the Forensic Department. They have taken samples of the stones in the nylon bag, the bags, and the seaweed and other substances on the body. Gary, you and the laboratory technician Diane go to the nearby beaches and ports to see if you can find the source of these substances." If you can find it, it is basically the place where the murderer dumped the body.

"Yes, sir." Gary stood up immediately. He was at a loss for half a day and had nothing to do. He was so anxious that he was about to explode. He needed to find clues quickly and do something. He almost jumped up and ran out.

"Also, Gary, go get a map from Sister Yin. I've studied it, and if the murderer wanted to dump the body, he couldn't have dumped it on the beach. He must have dumped it from a high point into a bay of a certain depth. So look for nearby port terminals. Even if there are security guards at the wholesale market there at night, they won't be too serious about watching outside the market. You can go around there. To the south is the Marine Police Operations Base, and the murderer would not dare to go there at night. You can also check out the deserted ports further north and south. We speculate that the murderer has a car, so the search range must be farther, do you understand?"

"Got it, Brother Yue." Gary looked serious, nodded, and strode out of the office.

Fang Zhenyue walked to the whiteboard again, wrote the word "watch" on it, and turned to the others and said:

"The brand name on the dial of the deceased's watch is in simplified Chinese. The Forensic Department has confirmed that this watch should only be sold in mainland China. Jiaming, you go find Madam and ask her to find a way to contact the mainland to ask them to assist in the investigation and look for clues about this watch and the missing people who came to Hong Kong in the past three months."

"Yes." Liu Jiaming also left the office.

"Eleven, you contact the Immigration Department to check the list of people who have entry records in the past six months but no exit records returning to the mainland." Fang Zhenyue called out the names again.

"Yes, Brother Yue." Jiayi immediately picked up a pen and paper and followed the order to find a number and make a call.

"Uncle Jiu, you and Fu go along the coastline, radiating from the point where the body was found to the south and north, and ask nearby residents if they have seen any suspicious people driving over, carrying large bags, or looking for large rocks in the past three months."

Fang Zhenyue sent the last two people out before facing the whiteboard again.

After writing a few words, he closed his eyes, his eyebrows wrinkled like tangled hair.

All the clues that can be captured must be expanded and investigated in detail.

Think harder and don't miss any doubts: What else? What else...