"Professor Jiang, I understand that you are very sad about losing your beloved wife, but we have rules and regulations in handling cases, and some things need to be kept secret until the final verification. So it's not that we deliberately concealed it from you, it's really..."

In the criminal investigation brigade, in the corridor, the hurried police officer Fang had a trace of impatience in his brows, trying to suppress his temper and talk to the professor in front of him.

"I hope you can understand, don't run here every day!"

"Understood, understood." Jiang Yihuan's tone was humble and respectful, but his position did not give in at all, "But it has been so long, and there is no explanation at all. I don't want to see the scene and leave evidence, I just want to know the autopsy reportThat's all. You know, I wouldn't have consented to the autopsy if it wasn't for the idea of finding the real murderer. My wife is such a proud person that every time I think of her lying alone on the dissecting table..."

An autopsy is really difficult for family members to accept.But it's also about getting more leads.

Officer Fang was very grateful to Jiang Yihuan for signing the autopsy consent form, but when he thought of the autopsy results, the muscles in the corners of his eyes still twitched imperceptibly.

"The results of the autopsy... involved some important clues." Police officer Fang seemed to know that his words were not tenable. He turned his face away and avoided Jiang Yihuan's gaze, "I can't give it to you yet."

Jiang Yihuan stared at Officer Fang, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.

"Okay, then I won't disturb your work."

Jiang Yihuan said goodbye to Police Officer Fang solemnly, and then left the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

"Is that the family member of the [Dancing Room Murder Case]?"

After Jiang Yihuan left, a curious question came from the female policeman at the desk.

"Yes." Officer Fang said helplessly, "He is a very powerful scholar, and he was abroad when the crime happened..."

Police officer Fang has been the team leader of the criminal police team for many years, and he speaks with professional instinct.He said that Jiang Yihuan was abroad at the time of the incident, and the subtext was that Jiang Yihuan had an alibi, so the possibility of committing the crime was relatively small.

"I heard about it. My friend is also doing scientific research. I heard that the victim in this case is Professor Jiang's wife. My friend can't believe it!" The female policeman sighed and looked at Jiang Yihuan as he wentLooking at his back, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "But this Professor Jiang, is he using the stance of scientific research to deal with us? Since the incident, he has been running to us every day. Even if there are any new clues, we can't tell him immediatelyHe!"

"Little Lu." Officer Fang frowned again, "You can't say that. After all, his wife died, so it's normal to care about the progress of the case. Isn't his son mentally ill? He still doesn't know about his mother's death..Professor Jiang is pitiful enough. He dare not discuss this matter in front of his son when he gets home, so of course he has to come and watch us every day."

"Then we didn't delay on purpose!" The policewoman couldn't hold back her emotions.She pushed her chair irritably, and stood up holding a pile of file folders, "Aren't we too busy?! I've been pulled over to cover all the logistics! One of you serious criminal investigation team membersIt’s like a Wind Fire Wheel is installed on the heel, so busy that we can’t stop, it’s not that we don’t want to follow up on this case! Isn’t there no one here?!”

"..."

Officer Fang fell silent.

Indeed, there are too many recent cases.

In addition to the two relatively sensational cases of "murder in the dance room" and "disappearance of intestines", there are countless other large and small cases.

It should be said that there are quite a few people in the criminal investigation brigade, but they can't withstand the crowding of these cases, and no amount of manpower is enough.

Otherwise, in yesterday's "intestinal disappearance case", how could it be the turn of police officer Fang, the captain of the criminal police team, to come forward in person to accompany the forensic doctor to transport the corpse!

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Officer Fang frowned deeply again.

After he and the forensic doctor transported the body back to the forensic center yesterday, he stood by and watched for a while.He felt that this case was really strange, even worse than the "Dancing Room Murder Case".

At that time, the on-site inspection did not find any fingerprints and footprints of strangers.The victim's intestines were also missing.

According to the bloodstains, the place where the accident happened should be the bathroom.There was blood on the toilet in the bathroom, and the blood started from here and spread to the living room, where the deceased fell.Judging from the bloodstains, the deceased crawled out of the bathroom all the way, trying to escape from the rental house.

Just looking at the blood trail, anyone would think that the deceased had a sudden illness on the toilet, so he ran out in a hurry to ask for help.

But what about intestines?

Even if there is an anorectal problem...it is impossible to pull out the whole intestine.

More importantly, where did the intestines go?

According to Police Officer Fang's many years of experience in handling cases, his first reaction was that a perverted murderer had faked the scene into a secret room, brutally murdered the deceased, dug out the intestines, and took away the intestines as souvenirs.

But the forensic doctor also said that there was no trace of violent tearing on the anus of the deceased.Just looking at the tissue state of the anus, it seems that the end of the intestine is ischemic and necrotic, and it falls off the anus painlessly and cleanly.

But how is it possible?The deceased was only 25 years old, no matter how addicted to playing games, it is impossible not to see a doctor if his intestines fall off...

One mystery after another.

None of them can be solved.

Just like the previous "Dancing Room Murder Case", they dispatched so many police forces and invited so many experts, but the case never progressed.

So it wasn't that he was deliberately hiding something from Jiang Yihuan.

He really had nothing to tell Jiang Yihuan.

Officer Fang only felt a tightness in his chest.

Fortunately, the sun is shining outside the window.At least it's not a dark cloudy sky that makes people look gloomy.

Just when Police Officer Fang was at a loss and was about to smoke a cigarette to relax, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Looking down, it was the director.

Police officer Fang's heart sank, only when the chief came to ask for progress.He frowned and picked up the phone, never expecting that the director directly told him not to deal with these cases.

"Director?!" Officer Fang was shocked, "You are..."

"Don't get me wrong, this is not a punishment." The director said in a gentle tone, "The higher-ups have arranged another group of people to investigate these cases."

Officer Fang was silent for a moment, and asked, "Is there any connection between these cases? Why did they package them together and change hands?"

Director: "That's not your question."

Officer Fang: "Then, when will the investigation team that took over the case hand over to me? I have to sort out the information at hand..."

Director: "There is no need to hand over. They have all the information in your hand."

Officer Fang fell silent again.

The director is usually unsmiling and treats people seriously, but he is not a person who tramples on the achievements of his subordinates' labor and does not respect them.

Although it doesn't matter who the case is handed over to, the first criminal police team has been watching these cases for so long, and the manpower and material resources have been spent countless.Now that the case is suddenly transferred to someone else, it makes people feel somewhat unwilling.

And they don't even need handovers... Their criminal police team has spent so much time on these cases, and the information they found has piled up like a mountain.That's why the logistics were pulled over to help with the work.

There is no need for a handover, which means that the person who took over the case over there has actually been following up secretly.And the leaders have long been communicating with them.

It turns out that they have been making wedding dresses for others for so long.

An unspeakable bitterness surged in Officer Fang's heart.

But he still chose to obey the order and said "yes" to the director.

The director seemed to be aware of his depressed mood, sighed, and said solemnly: "Xiao Fang, it's not that other criminal police comrades want to take credit for you. You may also feel that these strange things happened one after another in our Yijiang City, Shan YuIt's about to come... the rain is about to come!"

Officer Fang's heart skipped a beat.

Is it raining?

What rain?

Officer Fang wanted to ask, but the director kept his secret and stopped talking.

Officer Fang hung up the phone in a daze, and turned to look out the window.

Even though the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear, why... is it still aggrieved as if it were covered with dark clouds?

...

Jiang Yao stopped in front of a small shop.

"Red Oil Mala Tang".This is the takeaway that the nurse ordered.

The nurse said that it was an online celebrity store, and the business was booming. She didn't expect the physical store to be so small.And it's not far from Jiang Yao's house.

"Is there any spicy or tomato? I can't eat spicy..."

Groups of girls came to check in and pull weeds, and some of them asked their partners in a low voice.

The people around her replied:

"No! This store only sells red oil!"

"Ah? Why? Then people who don't like spicy food can't eat it?"

"If you don't eat spicy food, you won't come to this place! Everyone's name is 'Red Oil', and it's Malatang... People who don't eat spicy food won't come here."

"Uh, is this store so cool? Doesn't it do any business?"

"I heard that the boss used to sell all kinds of flavors, such as clear soup and tomato, but at that time he hadn't researched the exclusive secret recipe of this red oil, so the taste of Malatang was ordinary, and the business was very poor.The oil was hot, so he simply gave up other flavors. Anyway, he can make a lot of money just by relying on a red oil spicy soup, and he doesn’t care about those customers who don’t eat spicy food.”

"It's... a marketing method. Many online celebrity shops are dragging you to death. They set up rules for you. This is not allowed and that is not allowed. Isn't this a PUA customer?"

"No, you'll know it once you've eaten it! This Malatang is really delicious! Really! I don't eat spicy food at first, but this red oil, how should I say it...is very fragrant! Super fragrant!...Hiss... no, just smelling it makes my mouth water."

Crowds of girls were chatting and chatting, their eyes shining with excitement for the delicious food that they were about to taste.

Outside the small store, the queue was so long that it turned several corners.In addition to these young people chasing online celebrity shops, there are also residents in the surrounding communities, white-collar workers who drive here after get off work to try something new, and countless takeaway boys.

"Business is so good..."

The voice in my heart was also a little surprised.

Jiang Yao stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck, looking for the end of the long snake.

Fortunately, Malatang is very fast to make.Customers have already selected the dishes they want when they are queuing. When the queue arrives, the money will be paid and the dishes will be cooked.

Poured with the store's special red oil chili, it is a pot of spicy and delicious, tempting and mouth-watering Malatang.

Finally it was Jiang Yao's turn.Jiang Yao handed the dishes he had chosen through the small window.

——The store is too small, and there are only four places for dine-in, so everyone takes away.

There is only one boss in the shop.Pick up food and collect money from the small window in the kitchen, and hand it out from this small window after cooking Malatang.

It moves quickly, like an octopus with eight tentacles.

Jiang Yao bought Malatang and went home, and saw a car parked in front of his house from a distance.

Father is also home.

Jiang Yao quickened his pace and walked towards home, just in time to see his father and auntie nanny coming out of the house in a hurry.

"How can you let him go out alone!" Jiang Yihuan said anxiously, "He can't leave people around! How can you let him go out alone!"

The middle-aged woman next to her was scolded by her employer, with a stinky expression on her face.He was still muttering in a low voice, obviously disobedient to discipline.

——This nanny is not the one who worked in their family for more than ten years.

That aunt had resigned since Jiang Yao's mother passed away.She said that she wanted to go back to her hometown to take care of the children, but in fact everyone knew that she was afraid after hearing about Jiang Yao's mother's death, and she didn't want to continue to do it in this house.

Jiang Yao stepped forward.His father, Jiang Yihuan, raised his head, met his gaze, and was stunned for a moment.

"Jiang Yao!" His father trotted over, held his shoulders, and looked him up and down worriedly, "Where did you go? How could you go out alone!"

"Show him what you bought."

An inner voice suggested.

Jiang Yao raised the Mala Tang in his hand.

Jiang Yihuan's gaze fell on his left and right hands and the two bowls of Malatang, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eye circles turned red quickly.

"Did you go shopping for food? Did you also buy it for Dad?"

Jiang Yao: "Yes."

Jiang Yihuan was so excited that he hugged his son into his arms and suppressed his emotions so as not to let tears flow from his eyes.

The son actually went out to buy food by himself... The son actually knew to buy one for him too!

You know, my son didn't even know how to swallow the food he put into his mouth before!

He is improving so fast... His illness is really getting better...

If his mother knew, she would be very happy...

Jiang Yihuan had tears in his eyes, and his heart was agitated.The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

So he took his son home.

far away.

Under the shadow of the tree, a handsome and tall figure, with his arms folded, looked at this place with great interest.

"The villa...is in good condition."

The black suit is well-fitted, with ties and sleeve studs, all of which show the owner's taste and elegance.

The man's playful eyes seemed to be nailed to Jiang Yao's back, chasing him until he changed his shoes and entered the house, and his figure disappeared in the courtyard.

The aroma of mala tang slowly spread in the air.

Red oil sprinkled with sesame seeds, spicy and delicious.

"Tsk, it's really useless..." The man said to himself with a smile on his lips.

"I can't even perceive such low-level pollution..."

"Jiang Yao, you are really useless."