"No matter how low the efficiency is, it's better than having no clues." Tian Hao said helplessly.

Hu Yingshao and Tao Jun were temporarily locked in the interrogation room, Wang Youcai ran away, Jiang Kaiji and others went to the club to arrest people.

The police looked huge, as if the overall situation had been decided.

But they are actually passive.

Because the police could not produce any evidence of Hu Yingshao's crime, they didn't even have any clues.

No one knows where Hu Yingshao locked up the victims he tied up and where he was committing harm to them.

Including those victims who were sent to Wang Youcai Club, they are likely not aware of it.

With Hu Yingshao's prudence, since he is willing to let people go, it means that the victims are definitely not clear about anything.

The most difficult part of investigating a case is to find the right direction, determine which aspect to start, and then follow this line and slowly explore and advance.

But Hu Yingshao, this guy, left no trace, and the fake Wang Sheng, who was familiar with the detention location, had also been silenced.

The only two clues are the victims in the club and Kim Ping An’s backtrack.

Jiang Kaiji went to check the club.

What Tian Hao has to do is to find a new way out for the case through Kim Ping'an's backtracking.

"Anyway, we have entered a dead end. Your number of tracebacks is limited. You should not waste it on the ornaments in the house. It is not too late to find the items related to the case to be used.

What we need now is not specific evidence, but clues. Only with clues can we continue to investigate and find key evidence. Then, you can use your backtrack to achieve the final result."

What Tian Hao said makes sense, and the number of backtracking is limited. Instead of betting on a bet on a piece of the scene to catch big fish, it is better to cast a net first to see if there are any fish in the pond.

"Okay, I'll try it, but I can't stay in the consciousness space for too long. I guess I'll have to come out every few minutes."

After Kim Ping'an entered that space of consciousness, his time was very limited, but his repeated retracing also made him find some small bugs.

For example, if he does not enter a specific history and only floats in the space, his headache will be much shorter, or even less than one-third of the specific history.

Relatively, the residence time will be very short, only half of the residence time in a specific period of history.

If Kim Ping An kept floating in the space of consciousness and did not invest consciousness in a certain period of history within three minutes, he would be forced to kick out.

But when you are two minutes and fifty seconds, if you drill into a certain piece of history, you will refresh if you stay in CD and the price will not double.

Usually, Kim Ping An always gets bugs in this way to extend the backtracking time.

Another point.

Although the number of backtracks will increase without entering a certain period of history and the time for headaches will be shortened, short-term complications are very painful.

It felt like waking up a person who stayed up late, then filling a bottle of vomiting medicine, then putting his head in an iron bucket and knocking it hard with a hammer.

Therefore, Kim Ping An would rather go into the specific history every time he traces back, and go to the hospital for three or four days after the amount exceeds the amount, and don’t want to experience the torture in order to increase the number of tracebacks.

Everything needs to be based on reality. What is needed this time is not quality but quantity. No evidence to be found that can be finalized, just a clue that can make the case progress.

So even though he was very resistant, Kim Ping An chose to accept Tian Hao's proposal.

His expression was like eating shit-smelling chocolate, and his mouth and nose were twisted into a ball.

"Start with the shoes, I don't believe that he will go somewhere, and even his shoes must be replaced in advance."

Kim Ping An viciously picked up Hu Yingshao's cloth shoes.

Five minutes.

The earth-shaking sound of vomiting came from the community.

After that, it would happen every two to thirty minutes, and the vomiting continued until after eleven o'clock noon.

…………

"I really don't have to go to the hospital... Vomiting is just affected by the brain..."

Kim Ping'an was lying in the back seat of the car, covering his abdomen like a shrimp.

"It's better to check it out. Even if nothing is wrong, going to the hospital to prescribe some gastrointestinal medicine can relieve it."

Tian Hao ignored Kim Ping'an's dissuasion and insisted on going to the hospital.

"I said it was just temporary vomiting... I didn't see if I only vomited for two minutes after the retracement... That was because the consciousness was suddenly kicked out and had not recovered... There was no need to take medicine..."

Kim Ping An wanted to sit up straight, but a severe pain like cramps in his abdomen forced him to lie down again.

This is not a sequelae. It is simply that he vomits too much and exerts too much force when vomiting, which leads to abdominal intestinal spasm.

The two stopped at a red light intersection, and while this was the time, Kim Ping An slowly stood up from the back seat.

"Hey, Lao Tian, ​​the one who is waiting for the car on the side of the road...is the inspector high?"

Kim Ping An said, pointing to the restaurant not far away.

"You're wrong. They are inspectors. They have special cars to pick them up and drop off when traveling. Even if they don't want a driver, their superiors will give them a car. How could they take a taxi?"

While explaining the prosecutor's level to Kim Ping'an, Tian Hao looked up at the red light and looked in the direction Kim Ping'an pointed: "The prosecutor's rights are much greater than you think. For example, the district mayor of our garden area can be like a word..."

As he spoke, Tian Hao's mouth stopped moving.

Because Gao Bin is really waiting for the car on the roadside in front.

"It should just look like... right?"

Looking at Gao Bin yawning in front of him, Tian Hao wondered if he had recognized the wrong person.

Because the person in front of him was yawning, lazy expression, loose tie, and lazy as a man leaning against the railing, he was completely two people from the Supreme People's Procuratorate he had seen.

Tian Hao slowly leaned over the car. After all, the other party helped them a lot. It was too rude to just drive by if they didn't see it.

Gao Bin opened his sleepy eyes slightly, glanced at the license plate number, and found that it was not what he called for a taxi, so he closed his eyes and took a nap again.

Seeing this, Tian Hao hesitated for two or three seconds, and finally he still gritted his teeth and shouted: "Is the High Prosecutor waiting for the car?"

The silent embarrassment spreads between people and cars.

About ten seconds later, Gao Bin opened his eyes.

Tian Hao suddenly felt that the High Procuratorate in front of him seemed to have changed his personal life, and his whole body exuded the aura of not getting into the dead.

"Tian Hao?" Gao Bin shouted.

Tian Hao laughed dryly: "Haha... I thought you had recognized the wrong person after seeing you for a long time."

"Are you standing here waiting for the car?"

Gao Bin pondered for a while and spit out a word from his mouth: "...yes."

"It just so happens that I want to go back to the detachment, why don't I send you there?" Tian Hao asked tentatively.

"Can."

Gao Bin nodded and opened the passenger seat door without hesitation.

The ones who were given to him and Xia Qiyuan had a car, so they could only reimburse the fuel expenses, and the fares could not be reimbursed.

"Hello, Senior Prosecutor."

Kim Ping An, who was sitting in the back row, said hello with a tough bullet.

Facing Kim Ping'an's greetings, Gao Bin nodded and responded, with a full-length leadership style.

However, he was very panicked.

'I shouldn't have been seen by them just yawning? Damn, how could the Qing Dynasty... still meet the criminal police team at noon?'

Tian Hao started the car: "That, the Supreme People's Procuratorate, there was something wrong with Kim Ping'an's health. If you are not busy for the time being, can you go to the hospital with us first to get some medicine?

I can take this time to tell you about the information we have sorted out yesterday and now.”

"Go to the hospital first, health is important."

Gao Bin glanced at the small certificate box beside Kim Ping'an, and asked, "Are you just getting back from collecting the evidence?"

"That's right, Hu Yingshao took the initiative to come to the detachment to surrender this morning. We just came back from his house."

Tian Hao was not sure whether the detachment had notified Gao Bin of this information, so he repeated the interrogation process.

By the way, he completely described the information he had sorted out yesterday and now, including his own speculation on the case.

After saying that, although Tian Hao's eyes were on the road ahead, his ears were waiting for Gao Bin's evaluation.

He wanted to see how this prosecutor, who exposes Tao Jun's lies in a few words, commented on himself.

After waiting for almost a minute or two, Gao Bin finally said: "...it's pretty good."

Tian Hao breathed a sigh of relief. If the leader said that you were doing well, it means you were doing very well.

If they do it normally, they will just say goodbye and perfunctory.

What is your attitude towards the leader who is not doing well?

Have you never been scolded by your leader?

While Tian Hao was relieved, Gao Bin's heart was filled with resentment.

‘Can you not come over to discuss the case with me when I just woke up!’
To be continued...