Chapter 286

In the alley behind Changbai tea house in Puzhen, there is wind blowing in the dark.

There is an indescribable smell in the wind.

It's like barbecue and soda are mixed together.

Then crash, a rain of flesh and blood fragments fell down.

The motionless producer twitched, watching the blood clots and building debris fall in horror.

The blue boy looked at him with a smile.

In mid air, wrapped in the wind composed of some particles, there are two broken feet rotating.

The broken foot fell straight on the producer's chest.

He wanted to vomit, he wanted to scream, but it was like he was in a nightmare, he couldn't move.

"It must be a nightmare!"

"Yes, it's a dream. Ha ha, it's a dream..."

The producer fainted with a strange expression.

I don't know how long later, he woke up.

I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see the strange boy just now.

"Did you wake up?"

But the back is still burning like pain, the face is still with tattoos after the sting.

And

My chest feels stuffy.

The producer shivered and touched his chest.

Then he let out a scream.

A pair of feet, so "long" in the chest.

The smooth cross-section of the broken foot fits perfectly with his skin, which really looks like one body.

The producer was vomiting, screaming and crying in the alley.

For a long time, he finally calmed down: "it's OK, find a surgeon, cut off, right, cut off immediately, this thing."

Wow, he cried again, so sad.

Tremble to stand up, cover the deformity of the chest with the coat, that pair of fat feet is a man's, and is an old man's, think disgusting!

Melancholy youth wind sad slowly walking in the street at night.

He looks in a good mood.

He went back to the low house.

Creak, a window opens.

The next moment, the wind sad appeared in front of the window.

The girl with sunglasses reaches out her hand and holds it sadly: "don't say sorry..."

The girl whispered, "I'm sorry. They don't understand your words... "

……

When Fengbei left the hut, a water mist appeared in front of him.

Water and fog make up a face.

That's the smiling face of wanguiyi.

Smiling face with a bit of irony, lips move.

The lip language can tell that this face is saying: "this girl is your biggest weakness. As a game designer, this kind of bug can never appear in your own game scenes. Ha ha, if those two players find this girl, your elaborate game will be... "

With a stab, the micro particles around turned into a long sword, which broke the water ball directly.

The wind groaned sadly.

As an artist, he really doesn't understand the way of thinking of the water mist guy.

I remember when water mist learned to use micron particles for the first time and showed its "energy metabolism" ability, the guy who called himself an engineer thought of outer space exploration for the first time.

With the energy metabolism of micron particles, even if the body is exposed to the universe, it can also use micron particles to absorb energy around and maintain cell division in the body.

Human beings will no longer grow old and fear cosmic rays... But why are father and mother still reluctant to carry out large-scale outer space exploration?

Why should we still design those boring and monotonous games on this small planet?

The mist soon became clear.

After leaving "something", all particles will lose their function, just like dead cells or dry sand.

"If we leave the earth, we are a computer without power supply. We have powerful hardware and system, but we can't turn it on." The sad words of engineer Shuiwu seem to reverberate in his ears.

At that time, Fengbei had to remind him: "we still lack CPU... And our physical hardware needs years of tempering. As for those systems, let's call them Gongfa, they are also incomplete."Huoyue, who has been sitting beside drinking, is laughing. Laughter with irony: "Feng Bei, don't talk to the water mist guy about this, I can see his heart, he doesn't want to leave the earth. This guy's outer space exploration plan is just a show for his mother. "

Memories over, the wind sad to see the direction of the greenhouse households.

……

Song Wenlan, wrapped in a yellow coat, staggers into the greenhouse.

Fang Tang is still standing there.

"Are you still here? You know the old Babao Street... "

"I know, the scene of the case and the team were blown up." Fang Tang didn't look back. He was still looking at something.

Song Wenlan took a breath and looked along his line of sight.

It's the ones with ink on them.

Fang Tang seems to have a strong interest in these isolation clothes.

"Fang Tang, and the scene of the female corpse in Puzhen, the footprints inside..."

Fang Tang interrupted her again: "I know that it was a trap set by Ouyang Qiang. He pretended to be frightened by the corpse and replaced the evidence with my footprints. Moreover, the trademark of the tea bag found under the neck of the corpse also left my fingerprints."

Song Wenlan was silent for a moment.

Fang Tang turned around and said, "Director Song, the case we are going to handle is very special. It's ingeniously designed."

Song Wenlan bowed his head: "my head is in a mess now, I don't know how to start."

Fang Tang said with a smile: "there are too many clues available. Let's say that the tea bag is not a general product. It's the imported British Downton black tea, the top one. There are not many teahouses in this area of Puzhen. If you look for them one by one, you can find clues immediately. "

Song Wenlan frowned: "let's go now..."

Fang Tang waved his hand: "let me ask you a question first. What is the most difficult case in the world?"

Song Wenlan pondered: "mobile random homicide case!"

"Yes, there is no motive. The murderer is not a local. He may be a truck driver or a tourist. On impulse or for other reasons, he killed a stranger directly. If the murderer is careful enough to clean up the scene, it's really hard to find him."

Song Wenlan nodded: "the best case to handle is one that has been planned for many days and arranged the scene carefully."

"A long time of premeditation and careful arrangement of mysteries will leave more clues."

At this time, Fang Tang said with a faint smile: "for the cases we encounter now, they belong to the second kind, so there are clues everywhere, and many of them don't know how to start."

After such an analysis of Tang Dynasty, song Wenlan gradually became clear.

She perked up: "yes, it's easy to do. Let's just follow the clues, then..."

"From the first case, from the beginning." Fang Tang said coldly: "starting from the case of eight treasures smashing corpses!"

Song Wenlan subconsciously lowers her head to bite her nails.

Left hand bandaged shirt fragments fall, new white bone nail crystal clear, she bit, bit for a long time to find.

If the maggot with bones breaks, smashes, burns and bites off every time, the white bone nail will appear again and follow her like a curse.

She closed her eyes in pain and turned her head.

For a long time, she came back to herself: "the scene of the Babao corpse case has been completely destroyed, and even the data of the ad hoc group are gone. How can we start?"

"That's not a problem. I can recover the scene 100 percent." Fang Tang said faintly: "you tell me first, what's the name of the victim of the eight treasure corpse case? I only saw "victim Wang" in the briefing

"Well, the victim's full name is Wang Donghai. He graduated from computerized accounting and worked as an accountant for three years. His parents came from other places to work in Puzhen. They died in a car accident four years ago. It happened to be the year Wang Donghai graduated. According to the survey, he still has many relatives in his hometown of Changbai in Guandong, but he no longer has contacts with them. "

"Wang Donghai's graduation thesis in university is about virtual currency. He is very familiar with electronic currency such as special currency. In addition, there is also a girlfriend who broke up in the second year of work. His girlfriend has been unable to contact him. After investigation, his girlfriend was still a waiter in a tea house two months ago. "

"What teahouse?" Fang Tang asked immediately.

"Not yet." Song Wenlan bit his nails: "you don't understand the situation here. There are all underground teahouses in Puzhen. In fact, they are casinos. They are all controlled by an organization called Changbai club. There is no record of these teahouses, so it is difficult to investigate. "

Fang Tang was silent for a moment and suddenly held her left hand.On Song Wenlan's white bone nail, a bone thread that can't be seen by the naked eye pops up nervously.

Fang Tang didn't seem to find it. He just took the woman's hand: "come on, look at these isolation clothes!"

Song Wenlan frowned.

"See?"

"What?"

"Those metal particles sticking to the ink!"

Song Wenlan broke away from his left hand, bit his nails, and immediately saw clearly.

She is silent, just want to say something, mobile phone crazy vibration.

Fang Tang's mobile phone is also vibrating.

They took out their cell phones and looked at the pictures that pop up on the screen.

It's a big picture of Fang Tang and song Wenlan. It's very clear.

Under the photo, is the "No.1 arrest warrant of the Ministry of public security" issued in real time by the news media of all magic city!