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Chapter 62 Appreciation

Sensing his cold anger, Bai Rushuang's expression changed slightly, and she explained in a panic: "No, no, whether it is Zhang Ming's own car or his father's car, we have checked for traces and found nothing suspicious.

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"If someone really kills someone and dumps his body, of course there won't be any traces left behind for police inspection. Zhang Ming cannot be released as a suspect for the time being," Wei Qingsong said calmly.

Bai Rushuang took a deep breath, forced a smile and nodded.

She thought about it and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Wei, there is one thing I don't quite understand. It's been so long since Yu Fangfang's death. Can we really find clues from her?"

"Of course, Officer Bai, please take a look at the death reports of the four deceased people. Have you noticed anything special about Yu Fangfang?"

Bai Rushuang pursed her lips and thought for a long time, then shook her head with a slightly red face: "No."

She is not as powerful as Wei Qingsong, who can tell something is wrong at a glance.

Wei Qingsong did not show off, and said bluntly: "Except for the deceased Yu Fangfang, the other three deceased had no obvious signs of struggle. Moreover, Ma Xiaolu had a blow to the back of the head, and Jiang Keying was beaten to death with a blunt instrument. This

It means that the murderer attacked the deceased from behind."

"But look here, clothing fibers were extracted from Yu Fangfang's nails, and there were obvious signs of struggle, which shows that she had faced off against the murderer."

"Do you remember what I said? Most of the first cases of serial murderers were caused by accidents and impulses. Yu Fangfang's autopsy report can prove this."

"What's more, due to the heavy rain, the traces of the corpse dumping site were washed away, and we were able to find very few clues from the deceased. Furthermore, the four deceased had different occupations and had no contact with each other. Therefore, the last three deceased were obviously the murderers.

A specific factor was randomly selected. As for whether the deceased and Yu Fangfang are related, further investigation and elimination are needed to know."

"Of course, I just suggest focusing on the first deceased, which does not mean ignoring the other three deceased."

Her voice is gentle and gentle, like a clear spring, which makes people feel comfortable and peaceful, but also has a cold and firmness that cannot be ignored.

Bai Rushuang's mood was complicated, and there were thousands of thoughts in her mind. She was full of doubts and shock, but paradoxically, she had vague expectations for Wei Qingsong's next performance.

She knew that her ridiculous feelings were destined to fail, because Lu Jingming's heart would only stay for Wei Qingsong.

According to common sense, she should be full of resentment towards Wei Qingsong, but Wei Qingsong is so good that she cannot bear the slightest resentment, and even has an inexplicable appreciation for her.

She felt that a woman should live like Wei Qingsong, not to be a dodder attached to anyone, not to lose herself for love, and to shine in her own field.

When you have love, you also have freedom.

What surprised Bai Rushuang even more was that Wei Qingsong did not treat her coldly because of her pursuit of Lu Jingming, and always had a calm mind.

Bai Rushuang felt incredible, and felt that if it were Wei Qingsong, all this would seem so natural, because she is someone who can compete with Lu Jingming, and she is certainly different.

There was no imaginary sword flash, only respect and equality, Bai Rushuang thought, she had learned a lot from Wei Qingsong today, not just the theory of criminal psychology and serial killers, but something more meaningful and indescribable.

She was heartily convinced when she lost to Wei Qingsong.

Maybe she should also learn to give up and stop wasting time on people who don't see her. In her life, she is the only flesh-and-blood protagonist, so why should she be someone else's foil.

Bai Rushuang's eyes were slightly sour, and she suddenly looked at Wei Qingsong seriously and said softly: "Thank you."

This made Wei Qingsong confused. He was stunned for a long time before he finally said: "Ah, you're welcome. Since the city bureau sent us here, these are what we should do."

"No..." Bai Rushuang wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start. After a moment of silence, she smiled and sighed, "Forget it, anyway, thank you."

Wei Qingsong took a deep look at Bai Rushuang and did not continue to ask, but seemed to understand what she meant. She turned her head and leaned on the back of the car relaxedly, with a slight smile on her lips.

As the car moved forward at high speed, Chen Jin and another police officer listened quietly and could not say anything. Xiao Song held his chin and looked out the window, his mind wandering far away.

Lu Jingming closed his eyes slightly and concentrated, listening to the howling wind outside the car window.

When we arrived at the Quyang County branch, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, but the lights in the branch were still bright.

Compared with Tangzhou Municipal Bureau, the building of Quyang Branch looks a bit older. The stone lion at the door is probably a bit old, and complements the crumbling iron signboard. Under the dim light, it looks a bit pitiful.

This feeling is even more obvious when you enter the door. The yellowed walls are peeling and mottled, and the corners of the corridor are full of dust. It seems that few people take care of it.

Bai Rushuang led the way without changing his expression. As soon as he entered the office, the strong smell of smoke hit his face, and the air was filled with choking smoke.

In the office, several detectives with disheveled faces were sitting crookedly, with sad faces on their faces.

Lu Jingming frowned and covered his mouth and nose.

He has never liked the smell of smoke.

Bai Rushuang also knew this. She immediately raised her eyebrows, put her hands on her hips and said, "How many times have I told you not to smoke in the office? Why don't you listen?"

A young detective sitting by the window quickly opened the window to ventilate the air and said: "Xiao Bai, why did you come back so soon? We thought you would not come back until tomorrow."

Bai Rushuang sighed helplessly.

A middle-aged detective with an unshaven beard who looked to be in his thirties sighed and said: "There is no way, Xiaobai, you have to be considerate of us. This case cannot be solved, and the director keeps urging us. It's really annoying."

Wei Qingsong stood next to Lu Jingming, his eyes roaming around for a week calmly.

The police force of the branch is indeed limited. In addition to the two criminal policemen who were talking, there was also a sloppy young man with a sad look and messy hair lying behind the pile of folders. He looked weak.

In the corner, a young man wearing thick-soled glasses was typing on the keyboard without looking over at all, as if he didn't care about the people who came in.

Outside the door, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

A middle-aged man in his forties pushed open the door and came in. He was wearing a uniform and had a thin figure but bright eyes.

Wei Qingsong was convinced that this must be Bureau Zheng of Quyang Branch.

Bureau Zheng looked at Wei Qingsong and his party, his eyes brightening a little: "Are these comrades sent by the Municipal Bureau?"

He glanced at Lu Jingming again and clapped his hands: "Ah, you are Captain Lu, right? I remember you. The last time the municipal bureau held a commendation meeting, I was very impressed with you. Great, you have

With an outstanding comrade like you here to guide me, I believe this case will be solved soon!"

Bai Rushuang quickly acted as a middleman and introduced several detectives.

When Wei Qingsong was introduced, the young man in the corner suddenly raised his head, pushed up his glasses, and glanced at Wei Qingsong: "criminal psychology expert? It sounds quite mysterious. This is the first time for an expert to come to our small place.

, this expert, can you show us your skills?"
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