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　　"Fang team be careful!"

　　The voices of Ding Chunqiu and Luo Bixin came at the same time.

　　Fang Ze blinked, watching the sharp blade gradually enlarge in his sight.

　　He turned slightly sideways, and the knife in Song Liang's hand almost slashed along his chest.

　　The next moment, Fang Ze moved suddenly, his body made a rapid turn, and the trousers of his right leg rattled under the strong wind caused by the speed.

　　boom!

　　Fang Ze's right leg, like a whip, slammed on Song Liang, who had not yet stood firm, causing the latter's body to fly upside down and hit the wall next to him.

　　Song Liang fell from the wall and groaned in pain.

　　He struggled to get up, but didn't get up.

　　Ding Chunqiu arrived at this time, several people rushed up, held Song Liang tightly, and put handcuffs on him.

　　After doing all this, Ding Chunqiu turned around and looked at Fang Ze in admiration.

　　"Team Fang, you are awesome! This skill and strength can't be practiced in ten or eight years, right?"

　　At this moment, he finally knew why the other party was an instructor during the special police training at that time.

　　Luo Bixin and others also came over, panting and looking at Fang Ze with a surprised expression.

　　They have all learned grappling and grappling, so they naturally know how difficult Fang Ze's movements and strengths are just now.

　　Could it be that the opponent has been practicing martial arts since childhood?

　　Fang Ze moved his shoulders and said with a smile, "I haven't moved for a while, so I'm a lot rusty."

　　……

Chapter 51 The Search of Song Liang's House

　　Luo Bixin suddenly found that the longer he spent with Fang Ze, the more he could not see through this person.

　　Calm, wise, with far beyond ordinary people's thinking and observation.

　　It seems that these qualities can only be seen in intellectuals, but Fang Ze is not only that, he is also proficient in firearms and fighting.

　　Such a police officer can be said to be a criminal's nightmare.

　　"You! You are over-enforcing the law! I'm going to sue you!"

　　At this time, a few people put Song Liang up on the rack, and the latter stared at Fang Ze and spoke angrily.

　　It seemed that he could fall to the ground again at any time because of his instability. It seemed that Fang Ze's attack was not easy.

　　"Be honest!" Ding Chunqiu turned around and shouted.

　　Fang Ze looked at Song Liang and said with a chuckle, "I was involved in a murder case, resisted arrest with a knife, and even tried to attack the police. I'll give you face if I didn't shoot."

　　"If you don't agree, you can sue me. If there is no way, I can help you find a lawyer."

　　"You..." Song Liang glared at Fang Ze, his eyes flickered, and then he said solemnly: "What is the murder case, I don't know what you are talking about!"

　　All the surrounding police officers stared at Song Liang coldly.

　　The other party ran away when he saw the police, and he carried the murder weapon with him. Even if it really had nothing to do with the case, his body was definitely not clean.

　　It's really infuriating to be arrested at this moment and still speak madly.

　　Fang Ze was used to it. He had seen too many similar criminals. He said lightly, "Stop talking nonsense, where do you live?"

　　Song Liang lowered his head slightly and refused to answer the question.

　　Fang Ze said: "Don't waste your time, do you want me to press you to various communities and let others identify you?"

　　Hearing this, Song Liang's expression changed slightly.

　　In that case, it would be a shame to lose a lot of hair.

　　At his age, he still needs face very much. Even if he goes in this time, he will probably never come out again, but he still doesn't want to be pointed at him.

　　In the end, Song Liang said the house number of the community.

　　Fang Ze waved his hand and said, "Team Ding, take it back for a trial, and the rest come with me."

　　"it is good."

　　Ding Chunqiu nodded, and then escorted Song Liang away from the place.

　　……

　　Five minutes later, Fang Ze and others came to Song Liang's rental room.

　　Pushing the door open, a musty smell came out, causing Luo Bixin, who was following behind, to frown.

　　"How long has it been since the room was cleaned?"

　　Luo Bixin complained.

　　"It's you, and you still have the mind to clean the room, and you don't have a habit of cleanliness. It would be good to live there."

　　Fang Ze chuckled lightly and entered the room as he spoke.

　　"Let's search separately, don't let any clues related to this case be missed." Fang Ze turned his head and instructed.

　　"Yes, Fang team."

　　All the police officers nodded, then put on gloves and started busy.

　　Stepping to the computer desk, Fang Ze glanced at the games that had not been closed, and the cigarette case full of tables, and said, "It seems that I ran out of cigarettes when I was playing games. I wanted to go downstairs to buy some, but I ran into for us."

　　Luo Bixin nodded, then curled his lips and said, "You smokers, are you so addicted to smoking?"

　　Hearing this, Fang Ze spread his hands and said, "Don't pull me, smoking is harmful to health. I usually smoke very little, and I don't have a craving for smoking, unless..."

　　"Unless what?"

　　"When arresting people, or when the case hits a bottleneck."

　　After speaking, Fang Ze walked to the other side, searching for suspicious physical evidence.

　　Luo Bixin shrugged, she didn't doubt Fang Ze's words.

　　Because since knowing Fang Ze, she has never seen Fang Ze smoke.

　　But when she was arresting someone just now, she smelled the faint smell of tobacco on Fang Ze's body.

　　There is no disgust, but Luo Bixin likes it a little.

　　Of course, I like the faint tobacco smell.

　　maybe……

　　"Fang team, found it."

　　Soon, a police officer came with a bag.

　　The bag is filled with clothing and a hat and mask. In comparison, it is the clothes the man with the mask in the surveillance video is wearing.

　　At this time, it can be determined that Song Liang and the masked man who appeared in the Tianju Hotel are indeed the same person.

　　Fang Ze's previous judgment was completely correct.

　　"and this."

　　At the bottom of the backpack is a waiter's clothes with blood on it.

　　Luo Bixin glanced at it, nodded and said, "Yes, it's from the Tianju Hotel, and he really did it."

　　On the contrary, Fang Ze was a little surprised, shook his head and smiled: "I really overestimate him, and he didn't even lose it."

　　Any smarter criminals probably won't keep these physical evidences after committing a crime, and even if they don't lose them, they should hide or burn them.

　　It seemed that Song Liang was thinking too smart of himself.

　　Luo Bixin rolled his eyes at Fang Ze and said, "It's because you investigated the case too quickly. If it were me, it would be impossible to find this person in a short period of time."

　　"Really?" Fang Ze thought about it for a while and said, "It seems that I am really good."

　　He rarely praised himself.

　　The jokes of the two caused laughter from other police officers.

　　"What are you laughing at? Look for it!" Luo Bixin shouted.

　　"Cough cough..."

　　Everyone quickly stopped laughing and continued to search seriously.

　　"Look to see if there is anything in the clothes." Fang Ze reminded.

　　"Good squad."

　　The police officer who took the clothes nodded, turned around, and finally took out a bunch of scattered things.

　　"Dude, is the grocery store?"

　　Putting the odds and ends on the table, Fang Ze came over, glanced at it, and picked up a photo.

　　The person in the photo is Ling Xiu!

Chapter 52 Calling Xu Liangjiang

　　"How could Song Liang have a photo of Ling Xiu? Do you know him?"

　　Fang Ze didn't answer this question. After thinking for a while, he put the photo in the transparent evidence bag.

　　After half an hour, the search was basically over.

　　Everyone was ready to leave after packing up.

　　Fang Ze was still staying in the room. He looked at the tableware and chopsticks in the sink, and then looked at the teacup on the computer table, thinking a little.

　　"what happened?"