On the morning of the fourth day, according to the tip from the informant, Fang Zhenyue caught the thief who stole the wallet of the deceased Liu Dahong.

The detectives of the Serious Case B Team, who had been stuck in the progress for several days, were full of anger and went out to send the thief back to the police force.

"I just stole some money, sir, why are you making such a fuss?" The thief was escorted into the iron cage, still cursing.

The money in the wallet had been spent. It was found in the trash can of the thief's residence. When it was sent to the Forensic Department, there were already many fingerprints on the wallet.

After comparing with the existing fingerprint database of the police station, in addition to the deceased Liu Dahong's own fingerprint, there are 3 more fingerprints, which are successfully matched with the arrested thief and the other two gangsters.

But after questioning, it was found that except for the thief who stole the wallet from Liu Dahong's pocket, the other two found the wallet at the thief's residence and picked it up to see if there were any banknotes.

There was only a small receipt from a convenience store, a card and an ID in the wallet, no photos and no new clues.

Sanfu felt stuffy in his chest, exhaled deeply, looked up at the ceiling, and calmed down for a long time before thanking his colleagues in the Forensic Department and turning back to the Serious Crime Team B.

As a result, when I returned to the B team office, I saw the A team detectives marching out of the A team office.

"What's the matter, Mr. You?" Sanfu turned around and asked.

"There was a murder case in Fuk Ai Village. A couple died at home. The reporter said that the community was haunted. It's really unlucky. We just closed the case and now we have a new task." You Zhaohua waved his hands, looking unhappy.

When Jiayi heard the word "ghost", she jumped up from her seat, held the door frame and looked at You Zhaohua's back to confirm: "Is it a ghost?"

"It is a ghost! Why are you so excited?" You Zhaohua turned around and made a face at Jiayi, teasing: "Do you want to come to Group A? There are urban fantasy and supernatural cases for you, isn't it exciting?"

Jiayi rolled her eyes and waved her hand hurriedly, "It's good to be in Group B, Sir You, I wish you success! Solve the case on the spot!"

"Thank you, I'll borrow your good wishes, pretty girl." You Zhaohua waved his hand and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Jiayi turned around and leaned against the door with a smile on her face.

Great, Sir You went to help them in Group B.

The murder case in Fuk Oi Estate must be the one in Unit A, 4th Floor, Building 6. It can't be that there is more than one murder case in Fuk Oi Estate.

The old man must have reported the case or something, and he wants to secretly send some supplements to the old man.

Uncle Jiu, who was comparing the data and the test report, raised his head and twisted his neck, and saw Jia Yi laughing with her head tilted.

Thinking back to the excitement of his young daughter when she heard the word "ghost", he immediately thought more. He

thought Jia Yi was very evil before, and now it seems that she really has something to do with ghosts and spirits.

"Why do you look like you have a happy event? Come back to work." Uncle Jiu patted his shoulder and scolded her.

Jiayi smiled, walked over, took the document from Uncle Jiu's hand and put it on the table, walked behind him and punched him on the back of his shoulder with her little fist.

Uncle Jiu cried out and told her not to stop.

When Jiayi's arms were sore and she stopped, Uncle Jiu immediately took out two hundred-dollar bills from his pocket, packed them with newspapers, and put them in Jiayi's hand: "Young girl, I'll give you a red envelope." "

Haha, no need, Uncle Jiu." Jiayi was in a good mood, turned around and walked back to her seat briskly.

This time, she was no longer anxious, and she didn't have to feel sorry for Uncle Jiu and the others working hard.

She was more focused when reading the test reports, reports and case progress documents, and was able to concentrate on studying how to prioritize the investigation of clues and how to find new directions from the clues such as the test reports.

After a while, Uncle Jiu poured her a cup of warm black tea.

Jiayi took a sip immediately and then squinted happily. The wind was blowing outside, but she could sit in the warm house and drink Uncle Jiu's freshly brewed black tea, and she felt happy.

"Uncle Jiu's cold seems to be much better." Jiayi said "thank you" and then became concerned about Uncle Jiu's health.

"Old man, you are all fine, only I caught a cold. But fortunately, my body is not too bad. After taking two doses of medicine and a good sleep, I will be almost fine." Uncle Jiu patted his chest and sat back to continue reading the documents.

Turning his head to look out the window, the leaves on the crooked tree had already fallen off. It turns out that even in Hong Kong, which is so far south, the leaves will fall and there will be chills in late autumn.

It's a pity that it doesn't snow in winter, otherwise there will be more interesting and different stories in this city.

Facing a leaf blown down by the wind and dancing in the air, Jiayi quietly made a wish:

Please come back soon, Sir You, and help Team B solve the case quickly!

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You Zhaohua and his team rushed to the scene of the Fuk Oi Estate murder, Building 6.

There was a cordon outside the building, and the door was blocked in Unit A on the 4th floor.

After You Zhaohua got the first-hand information from the uniformed police, he went straight to the elevator and prepared to go upstairs.

On the way, I saw the gatekeeper, an old man, surrounded by seven or eight reporters. The reporters held up microphones and called him "Uncle" and "This uncle" more cordially than their own elders, which made the old man feel like a star and talk more happily. So he described the process of reporting the case in a more exaggerated and detailed way.

You Zhaohua patted Tony on the shoulder and said, "Go and bring the old man back and ask him about the process of reporting the case. Jerry, you go with us and find out about the victim's family and social situation."

"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, the two immediately ran towards the mission target.

When I got closer, I heard the old man talking loudly and confidently like a young man:

"It's really a ghost call! It's Mrs. Fang who was killed. She calls me every night at midnight to ask for help. She says she is dying and she is so sad. She asks me to report the case to the police and ask me to seek justice for her. When I received the call for the first time, I thought someone was playing a prank on me. But guess what, she called me again at the same time in the middle of the night the next day. As soon as I picked up the phone, she started crying softly, and I felt cold all over. She said she didn't know who to ask for help, so she had to ask me, an elder she sees every day.

"I knocked on the door early this morning, but still no one opened it. It has been many days. Mrs. Fang goes out to buy groceries every morning, and Mr. Fang goes out to look for a job. But he hasn't been out for the past few days. No matter how I think about

it, there must be something wrong. "I immediately realized that something was wrong and called the police. At first, the police didn't believe me and said I was getting old and confused.

"Fortunately, the grandma from Unit B also came forward to testify. She said she saw a female ghost standing at the door, crying facing the door. The ground was covered with tears. It was so tragic..."

Tony walked closer, separated the reporters, and pulled the old man into the cordon. He took a serious statement again, and then pieced together the whole process of reporting the case. It turned out

that the old grandma from Unit B also said that she saw a ghost. The uniformed police who received the report still did not believe in ghosts. They just said that the couple living there might have returned to their hometown for a while because they couldn't find a job.

But the old man swore that he didn't see Mr. and Mrs. Fang leave, and emphasized that if they left, they would definitely say hello to him.

The uniformed police were cornered by the housekeeper and the neighbors of Unit B. Fortunately, the balconies of Units A and B were connected, so the uniformed police temporarily borrowed the balcony of Unit B and held up a mirror to look at the Fang family of Unit A.

Later, in the mirror, he saw in the small living room next to the balcony that there was food on the table that had attracted flies, and a person was faintly lying behind the table.

The uniformed police then became alert, called the police force to submit an application to the leader, jumped into Unit A, and immediately found two bodies. The uniformed police went around to the door and opened it, and immediately sealed off the unit where the murder occurred.

Then, the Serious Case Team A received the mission and arrived at the scene.

The only tricky thing is that no matter how Tony asks the old man who reported the case how he found out that Mr. and Mrs. Fang were in trouble, even if he threatened that "obstructing justice is illegal and can be sentenced to up to 7 years", the old man still insisted that it was Mrs. Fang's ghost who called him for help.

No matter how much he forced it ,

it was still a ghost calling! No matter how much he asked, it was still a ghost calling!

No matter how many times he asked, in short, it was always a ghost calling!!!

Tony was bald, and he looked at Jerry. Both of them were helpless and had to ask the old man to sign the record.

Turning around, the two took the elevator upstairs to ask another key figure who appeared in the reporting process, the grandmother of Unit B.

The grandmother's confession was basically consistent with the confession of the housekeeper, and the description of the process after the arrival of the uniformed police was consistent.

But when I asked her why she cooperated with the housekeeper to report the case and insisted on asking uniformed police to check the safety of Mr. and Mrs. Fang from Unit A, she showed the same strange "hard-talking" behavior as the old man.

"It's true, sir, how could I lie to the police!"

"Besides, I live in a good house, but someone suddenly died next door, and there are ghosts. What good does it do me? There is no need for me to lie to you."

"I really saw Mrs. Fang's ghost, standing at the door, staring at her own door, like a lonely ghost, who died unjustly and couldn't go home. Later, I asked my husband to come and see, and Mrs. Fang's ghost disappeared, leaving only a lot of tears at the door. The floor at the door was wet, there were so many drops, big drops, it was really pitiful."

"I just hope you can solve the case as soon as possible, avenge Mrs. Fang and Mr. Fang, and catch the murderer. Otherwise, Mrs. Fang will always feel wronged. She comes here to cry for no reason, no one can bear it. Isn't it, sir..." "...

" Tony.

"..." Jerry.

Looking at the two new confessions, the two detectives thought of You Sir's violent temper and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

How can they show this to You Sir...