The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 133

"Bathroom." Song Zhen spoke almost without emotion.

Xiao Wang came to his senses and immediately took them both to the bathroom, but he was secretly surprised, what happened to Dong Yangfan!
Walking to the door of the bathroom, Xiao Wang stopped in her tracks. She is a girl after all...

"Xia Lan, guard the door." Song Zhen ordered.

Xia Lan nodded and watched Song Zhen enter the bathroom.

She was calculating in her mind how to rush forward to subdue someone once she rushed out, but before she could figure it out, Song Zhen had already walked out.

"Not here?"

Song Zhen raised his eyes to meet her, and the answer was clearly written in his eyes.

People are not there.

The two immediately walked towards the Department of Nuclear Security, and met Qiu Sen who came with an iPad in his arms.

"Old Song, has someone slipped away?" Excited, he couldn't help calling him a private name.

Xia Lan guessed that the two had a good relationship, so she was not surprised, but was more interested in the meaning hidden in Qiu Sen's words.

Song Zhen just looked at him and didn't ask any questions.

Qiu Sen ran over excitedly, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, rather showing off, "I know his whereabouts!"

"Say." As a result, Song Zhen only had one word.

"Don't you praise me?"

Dare he still think that he is a primary school student, and the teacher has to praise him after finishing his homework?Xia Lan couldn't help complaining.

But judging by the expression on his face, it really looks like that. How can such a big man have such a childlike heart?She doesn't understand.

Seeing that no one answered his words, Qiu Sen muttered something boring, and then honestly handed over the iPad.

"I used his mobile phone number to give him a GPS location. It just so happens that the mobile phone he uses has this function, haha!"

Sure enough, a small red dot was moving on the screen.

"Do you want to chase?" Qiu Sen asked, gearing up.

"Address." Song Zhen asked instead of answering.

"Here!" Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Qiu Sen typed out Dong Yangfan's message and handed out the printing paper.

"Mark it."

Hearing the order, Qiu Sen immediately searched the map according to the address.

The map was printed in Song Zhen's head. He quickly calculated Dong Yangfan's route, and then with a swipe of his finger, he landed on the position marked red by Qiu Sen.

"Xia Lan, call Quan Gang, you can start now, let him go directly downstairs to Dong Yangfan's house to intercept him. Qiu Sen, send a copy of the address to Quan Gang."

The two agreed in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhen was not in a hurry to pursue, but instead brought Qiu Sen to Dong Yangfan's office computer.

Qiu Sen understood, blew on his ten fingers, then shook his hand, and began to operate quickly.

"Recent documents, pictures, and everything related to these license plates."

For others, this is a very vague thing without any keywords, but for Qiu Sen, it is just a piece of cake. He is not afraid of complicated things, but he is afraid that there is no requirement at all.

There is a specialization in the art field. Although he can't understand Song Zhen's speculations and judgments about human psychology, in his own field, as far as he is concerned, no one can beat him.

In less than ten seconds, Qiu Sen retrieved it.

"Using Dong Yangfan's search time as a benchmark, I found a regular thing, that is, he always starts to search after looking at a set of pictures. As long as his computer has been calculated, I can find out!"

As Qiu Sen spoke, he immediately called up the pictures, and opened about a dozen pictures one after another.

"What is this?" Xia Lan came over after finishing the phone call.

The photo is very simple, full of cars, and these cars are lined up, facing the camera.

It seems that they were all taken from similar angles, and they seemed to be on the road, because in some photos, there is a median strip in the middle of the road in the background.

Where can a photo like this be taken?

Song Zhen narrowed his eyes, and then said three words coldly, "Zebra crossing."

"Could it be that he chose the target of the crime by taking pictures on the zebra crossing, and then comparing the information in the system with the license plate number he took?" Xia Lan was a little unbelievable, but somehow, she felt that it was probably the so.

"How do you judge?" Song Zhen wanted to hear her opinion.

Xia Lan spoke confidently: "A woman's intuition."

"Qiu Sen, demonstrate the intuition of our forensic doctor Xia."

Hearing Song Zhen's order, Xia Lan thought that Qiu Sen couldn't do anything with the pictures, so she had to use the paper he had printed to start proofreading the license plates one by one. As a result, she didn't know what software or program he used, but he directly extracted the license plates. The text information in the pictures guides all the license plate numbers captured in those pictures to a document, and then the results of the comparison of the two documents come out.

This wave of operations is simply 666!Xia Lan couldn't help but admire her.

"Congratulations, Doctor Xia, your intuition is absolutely correct!" Qiu Sen winked his left eye playfully.

Xia Lan glanced at him, a little surprised in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest bit on her face.

After the two finished talking, they realized that Song Zhen was no longer there.

Qiu Sen stood up and looked around, and then saw Song Zhen sitting in the inner office, communicating with an employee of the insurance company.

He had nothing to do anyway, so he simply printed out all the photos involved in the case.

"Hey, I think we're short of a clerk..." he muttered.

Xia Lan simply didn't want to talk to him, knocked on the door and entered the inner office, then sat on the sofa next to him, intending to listen in.

It lasted about ten minutes before and after, and Song Zhen stopped asking after several people were changed in the inner office.

He stood up and glanced at Xia Lan's notebook as he passed by.

Xia Lan suddenly felt a little embarrassed and stood up.

Then Song Zhen handed over his notebook, "You can refer to it."

Xia Lan was somewhat surprised by Song Zhen's approachability.

Although his face was covered by his beard and his expression could not be seen, although his tone was always cold and low, and although he seemed a little serious, Xia Lan suddenly realized that her immediate boss really had no leadership airs.

In the parking lot, Xia Lan saw Qiu Sen getting into Song Zhen's car and sitting in the passenger seat. This feeling was even more obvious.

Is there any leader like Song Zhen who doesn't specialize in car distribution?Even if they are not worthy, if the subordinates go out with the leader, how can there be any reason for the leader to drive?

But thinking of Qiu Sen's unusual brain circuit and the unusual relationship between the two, she felt relieved.

Three people and two cars immediately drove towards the hall.

Niu Quan had just successfully captured Dong Yangfan and was on his way to the hall.

Next, there is the interrogation.

So far, there is no substantive evidence pointing directly at Dong Yangfan, and even the information they have obtained is far from enough.

Originally thought that Song Zhen would attack directly like the last interrogation of Ma Chao, but never expected that Song Zhen would——

want to go? !
"What, old... Where are you going, Deputy Song?" Qiu Sen originally wanted to call Lao Song, but realized that he was at the work unit, and immediately turned a corner abruptly.

Niu Quangang and Xia Lan also cast earnest eyes on Song Zhen.

"I have something to do with my family. I need to go to Kyoto. I have already asked for leave from the head team." He gave a simple explanation.

It's just that he's gone now, what can they do?The case is not closed yet!

Seeing the tangled faces of the three, Song Zhen raised his eyes and asked them, "Why did the suspect run away?"

The three of them were taken aback, why did they suddenly start asking questions?

Xia Lan went with them in the morning, so she knew it clearly, and immediately expressed her inference, "You must be guilty."

"Why are you guilty?" Song Zhen asked again.

"Why are you guilty?" Qiu Sen scratched his head, puzzled, "Of course a thief has a guilty conscience!"

Xia Lan glanced at him, and there were two words written in her gaze - Speechless.

It was Niu Quangang who was reliable, and said: "He knew that we came to arrest him, and knew that the truth was about to be exposed, so he felt guilty. He must be wondering why we went so fast, and thus suspected that yesterday's operation failed and was exposed, so as long as yesterday With the incident as the entry point, he can break through his psychological defense!"

When he said this, his eyes lit up surprisingly.

"That's right," Song Zhen came over and patted him on the shoulder, "You have experience, so I'll leave the interrogation to you. Xia Lan has the transcript I made today, you can refer to it. Starting from his previous experience, his Random killing is purely an act of revenge, so why would he have such a motive for revenge?"

After Song Zhen finished speaking, he walked out the door. The three of them wanted to say something more, but he turned his head and said directly, "Call me if you have anything to do."

Having said all this, the three of them were completely silenced.

When the people left, Niu Quangang immediately asked Xia Lan for the transcript.

Xia Lan only had time now, the two of them opened the notebook and were dumbfounded.

"Ahem!" Xia Lan couldn't help coughing.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Sen poked his head out curiously.

"Did you just say that we need a clerk?" Xia Lan asked.

Qiu Sen was puzzled, "What's the matter? The higher-ups want to match us?"

"No, no need..."

Hearing this, Qiu Sen couldn't help but look into her hands.

On that notebook, a row of strong and powerful characters, with iron and silver hooks, looks extremely pleasing to the eye.

The most important thing is that between the lines, there seems to be a kind of style running through, a kind of high-spirited, upright and vigorous style.

"Okay, you actually said that Lao Song is a clerk!"

Qiu Sen immediately grabbed Xia Lan's little tail, and the end sound began to rise so proudly.

"What's the matter, I just said, can you go to sue?"

Xia Lan deliberately teased him. In some points, Qiu Sen really looked like a primary school student, which made her find it very interesting.

Of course, except when he was looking at himself idiotically and wretchedly.

"What's the matter, it's so lively?"

Suddenly there was a questioning voice with a smile from outside the office, the three of them looked up, and then saw Long Xiang's tall body.

"Where is your Deputy Song?" He opened his mouth and asked.

Qiu Sen didn't like his tone, so he immediately choked, "Our deputy Song, isn't it your deputy Song? You are a subordinate who asked the whereabouts of the superiors, do you have a bag in your head?"

"You! What is your attitude towards the leader as a subordinate?!" Long Xiang was so angry that his face turned red. He never expected that the special case team would encounter a thorn in his head!
But this must be taught by Song Zhen, even if he didn't teach it, he condoned it!
His leader must not be able to escape responsibility, or else such a shrimp soldier and crab general would dare to oppose him?
"What's my attitude? What's your attitude! You don't even knock when you enter, and you don't say hello when you ask questions. My mother taught me that you don't need to be polite with rude people. Captain Long, I'm sorry, I It's from the Special Cases Team, not from your Serious Case Detachment, so you can't control me, and I don't need to pretend to be with you. So, turn right when you go out, and walk slowly!"

Qiu Sen was afraid that the police were right, but what he was afraid of was that he couldn't help invading the Internet and made mistakes and would be arrested.

Now that the Internet access is legal, he has nothing to fear anymore. As a person who is used to being free and undisciplined, it is definitely his motto in life to turn back when he sees something that makes him uncomfortable.

"you you……"

"Captain Long, please go back." Niu Quangang also issued the order to evict the guest, "Our boss is not here, and he won't be back for a while. If you have something to do, come back and find him."

"You, you...Okay, very good! If you're not here, I want to see how you solve the case!"

With that said, he flung his arms and walked away angrily.

"This Long Xiang, could it be that he has a crush on our deputy team? We ran here eagerly as soon as we came back." Xia Lan laughed.

She was just joking, but who knew that Qiu Sen was serious, "How is it possible, it was obvious that I stayed up all night last night, and I felt uncomfortable looking for someone to vent my anger on."

The three of them all knew that Long Xiang must be holding a grudge against Song Zhen's intentional punishment of him yesterday.

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up and work, or people will wait to see our jokes!" Niu Quangang immediately called everyone to work.

After all, he was a team leader, and his organizational and overall planning skills are quite good. Xia Lan and Qiu Sen are solid and reliable in their work, so the three of them can quickly put into work.

At this point in the case, there was indeed nothing to worry about, so Niu Quangang rolled up his sleeves and prepared to complete the task assigned by Song Zhen.

They want to see, who can see a joke!

(End of this chapter)