In the criminal police team, Shi Hongfang was walking slowly.

Jiang Kaiji and Mei Jianbo took people to Wang Youcai's club to arrest people;

Liu Yuan went to the hospital to find an old classmate and prepared to conduct a second review of the fake Wang Sheng's body;

Tian Hao and Kim Ping An went to Hu Yingshao's home to collect evidence.

In addition to the few people who ensure that the detachment can operate basically, most of them are not there.

Crack, sizzling.

Shi Hongfang opened the door of the interrogation room again and sat opposite Hu Yingshao, but this time, he did not take any recording tools.

"Hongfang, you are here."

Hu Yingshao no longer acted with a sad face, and leaned on the sofa calmly.

Shi Hongfang clasped his hands together and held it on the table: "If possible, I hope you can call me Captain Shi here."

Hu Yingshao looked at the surveillance camera with a strange expression, then raised his eyebrows: "You have come to see me alone, the surveillance must be shut down. There are only you and me here, so there is no need to care about those small problems... Those people have left?"

"You made the matter so big that we don't have time to live in the team."

Shi Hongfang took out his spare phone and unlocked it, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Hu Yingshao.

Hu Yingshao reluctantly got up from the sofa and walked to the table to get up his cell phone.

"Didn't Tao Jun delete the video?" Hu Yingshao pretended to be stupid.

"There is no need to act in front of me. The videos Wang Youcai's hands can only be considered scandals at most and cannot have any impact on you."

Shi Hongfang leaned against the back of the chair and looked up at Hu Yingshao: "A thing that has been obtained through hardships is far more valued than something that can be obtained easily.

You tried your best to ask Tao Jun to delete these videos in order to create important evidence that they are all in those USB drives, so that they can attract their attention and make it easier for you to do other things."

Hu Yingshao tossed and turned his hand at the logo at the four corners of the phone.

The logo is a door that is covered in a false sense.

"In the past two years, Mr. Hu's health has been getting better and better. The number of times he goes to the club is increasing year by year. Should I just compliment me and be stronger?"

Hu Yingshao was delayed for a long time and finally opened the folder of his phone.

Looking at the sub-file named after the time and date, he sighed hypocritically: "Oh, Hongfang, sometimes this kind of social engagement is involuntary, and you should know this better than me."

"Don't interrupt, you know what I mean, why did you tie someone up three months ago? I'll give me an explanation as I don't have time to get entangled with you in this case."

Shi Hongfang didn't understand where Hu Yingshao was cheating and insisted on doing something challenging the bottom line three months ago.

Isn't it good to be honest with the club to find a lady?

It is really not like something that an old fox like Hu Yingshao can do.

Tian Hao, Kim Ping'an and others only have the case in front of them.

Shi Hongfang coordinated the overall situation and expanded his attention to the entire Qianhua Market.

He not only had to deal with the current case, but also had to deal with the storm of power changes after Wang Youcai's fall.

"What are you talking about, Hongfang."

Hu Yingshao smiled wretchedly: "I just went to the club to have social events and never did anything else."

Shi Hongfang took a deep breath: "Then let me change the word, what do you think of the serial kidnapping that began three months ago?"

Hu Yingshao grinned, and his wrinkled old face looked disgusting.

"Hongfang, you are a detective and you should have your own opinions. Don't always ask others for their opinions."

"Besides, I don't know much about this kidnapping case and have never read the file. Even if you ask me to express my opinion, I don't know what to say."

Hu Yingshao refused to give in, even though he and Shi Hongfang were the only ones in the interrogation room now.

Shi Hongfang had no choice but to put away his cell phone and leave.

When he was already putting his hand on the door handle and was about to go out.

Hu Yingshao suddenly said: "To be honest, you are not suitable to be a criminal policeman. In terms of observation, you are even worse than Tian Hao. Why have you been in the captain position for so many years?

Your brother has always kept the position of deputy director for you."

"Are you interfering in my family affairs?" Shi Hongfang said coldly.

"This is just a teacher's guidance."

Hu Yingshao laughed dryly: "Your phone is pretty good."

No matter how cunning or treacherous the old fox is, he will not dare to show off his might in front of the tiger.

After saying this stupid compliment, Hu Yingshao returned to the sofa and took a nap.

He didn't notice that his eyes were closed, and Shi Hongfang's eyes became colder and colder, so cold that they almost frostbite.

When the door closed sounded, Hu Yingshao opened his eyes again and said sourly: "If you hadn't had a good family, someone like you..."

The red light of the surveillance lit up again, and Hu Yingshao instantly closed his mouth and continued to take a nap.

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"Old Tian, ​​come and see this!" Jinping shouted loudly in the study.

Tian Hao, who was busy extracting fingerprints in the living room, just dipped his fingerprint on the card and saved it, so he hurried to the study.

"What's wrong?"

"You smell this."

Jinping handed over an inkstone.

"The smell of disinfectant." Tian Hao put down the inkstone and picked up the brush in the box.

Some of these brushes are old-fashioned ink-dip brushes, and there are also integrated brushes that store ink on the pen holder.

The former is mostly used for calligraphy creations, while the latter is to save time when helping people write inscriptions in public places.

These brushes are also soaked in disinfectant water. According to the concentration of the odor, the soaking time should be within twenty hours, which is yesterday.

Kim Ping An said excitedly: "Do you want to try to go back? The brush will not use disinfectant."

Tian Hao shook his head cautiously: "You can only use three retracements at most, it is better not to be impulsive.

If I were Hu Yingshao, I would definitely burn all these things before surrendering, instead of washing them with disinfectant water, blatantly putting them on the desk, waiting for others to come and check them."

"I've come here. You can't just extract some fingerprint hair like the technical department, take photos and leave?"

Kim Ping An felt that there were three opportunities anyway, so it was not impossible to work hard four or five times.

There is no need to save power in this matter.

"Anyway, looking back at the past of this house, there is only one item. Compared with the ornaments in the house, there are more and more complete things that can be seen by Hu Yingshao."

Kim Ping An began to persuade Tian Hao: "Help me see which brush is the most commonly used by him. I'll try it back."

Tian Hao couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

But he did not choose the brushes that could store ink, but picked up the solid ones.

"Tao Jun once said that Hu Yingshao likes to grind ink with body fluids, so he may use this old-fashioned brush."

Tian Hao picked up a large brush and stuffed it into Kim Ping'an's hand: "No one knows which ones were used for his daily practice and which ones were used for his creations. Pick one of them casually."

"OK."

Kim Ping'an closed his eyes and began to trace the brush back.

Soon his consciousness came to a place, filled with twisted spaces in rooms of all sizes, and each room recorded a history of a brush.

Kim Ping An began to float to the nearest people's rooms. The closer he was to his consciousness, the closer it was to the time when things happened.

In fact, Kim Ping'an's ability to trace back was not like this at the beginning.

When he first discovered his ability, this consciousness space was completely confused, and the history of backtracking was also a nonlinear temporal structure.

Every piece of history is floating back and forth. It is possible that what happened yesterday is obviously a hundred meters away, while the past decades ago is right in front of you.

The current scene of the historical arrangement is the result of his continuous use of his ability and adjusting the space according to his own understanding.

These two people are... Wang Youcai and his younger brother Wang Youde?

When Kim Ping'an checked several rooms around him, he saw the figures of Wang Youcai and his brothers.

Based on multiple backtracking experiences and distances, Kim Ping An estimated that things should happen within twenty hours.

The time to go back is limited. Instead of continuing to waste time in the long history and looking for evidence of Hu Yingshao's illegal and criminal activities, it is better to get Wang Youcai's information first.

After the two met last night, Wang Youcai and Wang Youde disappeared. Hu Yingshao must have known something.

Thinking of this, Kim Ping An was not hesitating and immediately got into this history.

Kim Ping'an's body appeared in the living room, but he immediately noticed a sense of incongruity.

‘I said...is there no sound...’

There are only a few people with voices, and this time I am not as lucky as before.
To be continued...