V5.Chapter 23

When they rush into the room together, they see that Fu qihan's eyes are dilated, and her face is full of panic and fear. She is staring at the front, curling up and holding the pillow tightly, but her hands are shaking, and her mobile phone is thrown to the ground in the distance.

Fu Jinheng and song Jingan look at Fu qihan and the mobile phone on the ground. They quickly walk over and ask, "Han Han, what's the matter? What's the matter? "

"Brother... Scared the hell out of me, scared the hell out of me." Fu qihan shakes her head and looks up blankly. When she sees Fu Jinheng clearly, tears in her eyes can no longer stop flowing down. She releases her pillow and sits on her knees on the bed. She pours into Fu Jinheng's arms and buries her face in his arms.

Feeling her body shaking violently, Fu Jin Heng stroked her shoulder, patted her gently and looked at Song Jin'an. Song Jin'an received his eyes and went to the mobile phone. He found that the mobile phone was black screen. When he opened it again, he needed a password or fingerprint. He turned to Fu Jin Heng and showed him the mobile phone.

“087361。”

Fu Jinheng knows Fu qihan's password best. The passwords she uses are just those. He said before that she uses the same password no matter it's a bank password or any password. She doesn't know how to change it.

After listening to Fu Jinheng's words, song Jingan quickly unties the password of her mobile phone's lock screen. What she sees is a private letter in the form of e-mail, which is a black message similar to a short video. There are bloodstains, skeletons on it, and a doll smiling at her like a corpse. The most dazzling thing is the following paragraph: "Fu qihan, your time is up, I'm going to kill you.

After Song Jingan finished watching it, she was also startled, and her body trembled violently. She almost threw out her mobile phone, but fortunately, she did criminal investigation all the year round, and finally stabilized, just moved the mobile phone away.

Seeing this, Fu Jinheng reaches out his long arm and grabs song Jingan's mobile phone. As soon as he looks at the content, he opens his eyes wide and frowns tightly. His power of holding the mobile phone is getting stronger and stronger. He exits the private email and finds that it's Fu qihan's personal blog.

Song Jingan quickly recovered herself, went to Fu Jinheng's side, looked at the blog, took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket to call the technicians in the team, and sent Fu qihan's blog website to him by the way, so that they could immediately trace the IP address of this private email to Fu qihan.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that song Jingan plans to leave the house after calling, Fu Jinheng grabs her arm and asks.

"I'm going to the team. The person who sent this email to Han Han must be the murderer. This is an important clue." Song looked back at her with a serious look on her face, and then glanced at her. He grabbed his arm, and suddenly remembered the kiss in his mind. The light at the bottom of his eyes flashed subconsciously: "let go."

Fu Jinheng's eyelids drooped slightly, looked at his hand, and then glanced at Fu qihan, who was crying in his arms. After hesitation, he withdrew his hand: "haven't you asked someone to check? Before you find out, you have no use in the past, and... As I just said, you are still feverish and haven't taken any medicine. "

"I have my own body. I don't need you to take care of it." Song Jingan seems to be dissatisfied with the tone of his concern for his speech, and retorts displeasantly: "now that the murderer dares to send this kind of threatening e-mail to Han Han so blatantly, it can be proved that..."

"I understand what you said, but I don't trust your body. If you want to go, you can drink the medicine before you leave." Fu Jinheng looked at her pale face, and his tone was tough. He didn't give her any refusal at all.

Song Jingan is dumb, looking at his firm eyes, inexplicably compromise: "I know, I will drink the medicine and then go." With that, his eyes fell on Fu qihan again, giving him a wink.

After understanding, Fu Jinheng nodded: "but tomorrow I will have a court session, and I will go out very early."

"I know. I'll have chihoon come tomorrow."

"After drinking the medicine, you should also take the rest of the medicine. If you have any discomfort, you can't force yourself to support it. You have to go to the hospital to see it, or you can call me directly." When song Jin'an just started, Fu Jin Heng couldn't help but give two instructions.

Hearing the words, song Jin'an took a step at her feet, but she didn't turn back to see him. She went on to walk outside the door, only faintly replied: "I know."

As like as two peas, Song Jinan came out of Fu Qihan's room and noticed a white bag on the kitchen table. It was the medicine bag that they came out of the hospital yesterday afternoon. They went to the tea table in the living room and looked at the two identical glasses on the table, and their hands extended slightly. Hesitantly, he picked up the cup on the right and went to the kitchen table. After drinking all the medicine according to the doctor's advice, he took the white bag and left Fu Jinheng's home.

When song pansian left, Fu Jinheng looked down and looked at Fu qihan, who sobbed in his arms, sat down beside the bed and asked softly, "Han Han, did you sleep long ago? Why do you start blogging again? "

"I... I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep for more than an hour. Finally, I got bored and thought about blogging."

"What's the matter with this private letter blog?"

"I don't know. I usually receive private mail every day, so I don't take it seriously. I just click it. Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, I'm so afraid. What should I do?"

"It's OK. Don't be afraid. I'm by your side." Knowing that Fu qihan's heart had been hurt, Fu Jinheng quietly comforted: "do you know the person who sent you the email?"

Fu qihan shakes her head and nestles in Fu Jinheng's arms. Her face is still full of panic: "that ID seems to have just paid attention to me some time ago. Only three people paid attention to me that day, so I have an impression, but it's the first time he sent me an email, brother..."

"Don't be afraid. Don't go to the blog in the future. The police will deal with it. Now you have a good sleep. Don't think too much about it. I'm right opposite you. You can sleep with the door open. You can call me if you have anything."

"But, brother, I'm still afraid."

"Silly girl, what's to be afraid of? You're at home now, and I'm still here. Go to bed and be obedient." Fu qihan gently smiles, raises her hand, gently taps her head, caresses her and lies on the bed.

"Brother..."

"Shh Fu Jin Heng made a silent movement, stopped her words, helped her to tuck in the quilt, got up and turned off the light in the room: "sleep! Don't be afraid. "

Fu qihan nodded uneasily. When she was ready to turn off the desk lamp and leave, Fu qihan suddenly said in a voice: "brother, don't turn off the desk lamp. I'm afraid. And you can also close the door, OK?"

"Well, it's not closed, it's not closed, nor is my door."

"Yes, yes."

"Good night."

"Well, sleep!"

Fu Jinheng looked at her and closed her eyes before leaving the room. When he came to the living room, he subconsciously looked at the white bag on the kitchen table and found that it was gone. There was only a glass with only half a cup of water left. His mouth raised slightly. He subconsciously turned to look at the cup on the tea table, his eyes narrowed slightly and found something wrong, Looking back at the cup on the table, the smile from the corner of the mouth gradually deepened.

But my heart is a little melancholy. Thinking about the private letter in Fu qihan's blog, the smile on my face gradually converges and becomes serious.

That night, song Jin'an returned to the team and called Cao Wei and Tian Yan by the way. Because Tao Qixun was going to take up the task of protecting Fu qihan tomorrow, song Jin'an didn't inform him either. She learned from the technician that the IP address of the person who sent the email to Fu qihan was protected by secret code, and there was no way to find it.

Including the other party's account information is also protected, according to the technician, the other party is likely to be a computer expert, good at hiding their own network information, song Jin'an let Tian Yan re check all the relevant information about Jin Yishuo.

This busy is a whole night, until the early morning, did not trace any value clues, and the technical department has been trying to crack that person's protected IP address password and all the information.

"Song team, are you ok?" Tian Yan looks at Song Jin'an's face, anxiously looks at her and asks.

Song Jinan raised her eyes, rubbed some of her dizzy head, and shook her head: "it's OK."

"But you look really bad! Team song, you had a cold and fever the day before yesterday, but you haven't got well yet. Yesterday morning, you were caught in the rain again, and you didn't sleep all night. It's not good to go on like this. Let's go on like this! You go back to the office to have a rest, and I'll take care of the investigation here, OK? " Tian Yan is still very worried about her, and directly grabs the book in her hand.

Song Zian pursed her lips, thought about it for a while, and slowly got up: "I'll go back to the office to have a rest. If you have any clues, please call me directly."

"Good."

Song Mianan returned to the office, went to the sofa, looked at the white bag on the table, suddenly remembered Fu Jinheng's instructions to himself last night, thought of the sudden kiss, and subconsciously raised his hand to caress the upper lip flap.

When her mind was about to drift away, the door of the office was suddenly opened. In a panic, song Jin'an immediately put down her hand, turned to see Zhang Mingcheng standing at the door and said, "team song, team Yang is looking for you."

"To me?"

Zhang Mingcheng nodded: "well, go and have a look!"

"OK, I see." Song Jingan was a little confused, but she didn't think much about it. She went out of the room again, walked through the corridor in the hall, and came to the office on the second floor of another building. She knocked on the door of the office with her fingers. She didn't push the door until there was a "come in" inside.

"Yang detachment, are you looking for me?"

On hearing this, Yang detachment looked up and nodded: "yes, I heard that there was new progress in your case. What threatening information did the murderer send to the eyewitness Fu qihan? What's the matter? And..." With that, Yang's detachment suddenly stopped and noticed song's face: "how come you look so bad? I also heard from Cao Wei that you were caught in the rain when you went to the scene yesterday morning. You had a cold and had a fever. How could you get caught in the rain again? "

"I'm fine, Yang detachment." Song Jingan shook her head and said, "I've asked the technology department to crack his IP address and password. It should be solved soon."

"It's good to make progress. There are already five victims in this case. There can't be another six. You must solve the case as soon as possible. The director of the bureau also attaches great importance to this case." Yang Branch nodded, but also specifically seriously charged: "also, you should pay special attention to your own body, your team yesterday is not all night, take advantage of now a little time, hurry back to rest, the body when the capital, I don't want to appear last time."

Song Zian pursed her lips. Naturally, she knew what Yang detachment meant last time, so she nodded her head seriously: "I know, let Yang detachment bother. I will pay attention to it. I will never try to be brave."

"Well, you should go and have a rest now."

"Yes."

Song Jingan answers quietly, turns around and leaves Yang's office. On the way back to her office, she feels dizzy. She raises her hand and touches her forehead. She finds that it's a little hot and her face looks very cold. She speeds up and goes back to the office, pours herself a cup of warm water, drinks the medicine on the table, and then lies on the sofa with a small blanket to rest.

On the other hand, Fu qihan didn't sleep very well in the morning. She was awakened two or three times by nightmares. At about seven o'clock in the morning, she was called by Fu Jinheng, but she was still sleepy. She didn't want to get up when she was lying in bed.

Fu Jinheng raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was almost time for him to go to work, but Tao Qixun had not come yet. When he was about to call to ask, the door of the apartment opened with a "Ding".

Fu Jinheng went out to have a look. Seeing that it was Tao Qixun, he nodded and said, "you're just in time. I'm going to work, so Hanhan will give it to you. In addition, you should have heard about the threatening email she received last night. She's not very stable. Help me to calm her."

Tao Qixun nodded seriously: "OK, Fu Jian can rest assured." In fact, he was also told by Zhang Mingcheng on the phone in the morning.

"Well, I'll go first."

"OK, Fu Jian, take your time."

After watching Fu Jinheng leave, Tao Qixun enters Fu qihan's room with breakfast in his hand. Looking at Fu qihan who is not in good spirits lying on the bed, he leans over and shouts in a low voice: "Miss Fu, are you ok?"

Fu qihan slowly opens her eyes. As soon as she sees his handsome face, she remembers what they said when they called last night. She gets angry and turns over and covers her head with a quilt: "how are you? Didn't I tell sister Viola that I wanted her to protect me? "

Tao Qixun, a little confused, put his breakfast on the bedside table: "Miss Fu, what's wrong with me?"

"What's the matter with you?" Fu qihan angrily opened the quilt covering his head and glared at him with tears in his eyes: "I'm angry when I see you now. You go out for me. I don't want to see you."

Tao Qixun didn't understand how he offended her. At a loss, he recovered his voice after a long time: "I heard brother Cheng say this morning that you received the threatening email sent to you by the murderer last night, so I kept coming and bought you my favorite breakfast cake. Miss Fu, you can directly point out where I'm not doing well."

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been unable to sleep last night, I wouldn't have been able to blog, I wouldn't have seen that private letter, I wouldn't have... Woo." Speaking of the back, Fu qihan couldn't help crying.

Seeing her cry, Tao Qixun was even more flustered. He waved his hand and said, "you... Don't cry! I... " Although he still didn't know what he did wrong to make her angry, at this time, he had to soften his attitude: "I'm wrong. I'll apologize to you. Don't be angry and don't cry any more."

"You are wrong. You are wrong." Fu qihan cried more and more fiercely. She didn't mean to stop at all. She cried more fiercely than when she rushed into Fu Jinheng's arms last night.

"Well, well, my fault, my fault, can you stop crying?"

As soon as Fu qihan listens to it, the cry slowly gets smaller. Tao Qixun quickly draws two paper towels and hands them to her to wipe her tears. However, as soon as Fu qihan's small temper comes up, she is very willful and arrogant, and her head is biased. She doesn't pay any attention to Tao Qixun and doesn't accept his feelings at all.

Seeing this, Tao Qixun sighs helplessly and reaches for a paper towel to wipe the tears off her face. Fu qihan doesn't resist, so she leans her head and lets him wipe them.

"Are you hungry? Would you like to get up and have something to eat? While breakfast is still hot. " Tao Qixun asked softly after he dried the tears on her small face.

"Hungry."

"Then get up and wash and eat quickly!"

Fu qihan sat up with her body propped up and inadvertently scanned the mobile phone on the bedside table. The e-mail came back to her mind again. Her heart trembled and she quickly shut her eyes: "take my mobile phone away, I don't want to see it now."

Tao Qixun looked at the thin red mobile phone and understood. He quickly took it and put it in his coat pocket: "OK, don't look, don't look."

"I don't feel strong all over now. Help me."

"Ah?"

"What's the matter?" Fu qihan was not happy to see his great reaction. He puffed his cheeks and glared at him: "are you not willing to let you help me? Or let you help me hurt you? "

"I don't mean that... I think..."

"What do you think?" Fu qihan blocked his words back: "you even held me in the flower garden last time. If you help me this time, will you lose a piece of meat or die?"

"That's not what I mean."

"What do you mean?"

"I..." Tao Qixun was forced by her to say nothing, so he had to reach out and hold her arm: "let's go! I'll help you to wash up. "

Looking at his helpless expression, Fu qihan lowered her eyes and began to reflect on whether she was too overbearing and unreasonable?