Chapter 82: Direct lock

　　 The muzzles of several submachine guns were aimed at the drone's lens.
　　 Soldiers in special combat uniforms stood outside the door on the 13th floor, waiting.
　　 "Report to Team Luo that the elevator door is open. It's a drone."
　　 Walkie-talkie: "Received."
　　 Then four people tested the elevator for several rounds, and there was no abnormality.
　　 The four Kemeng also came to Tang's home. Tang's wife was wearing long-sleeved trousers and pajamas, and her complexion looked haggard.
Seeing Captain Luo appear, it was like grabbing a life-saving straw, grabbing Team Luo's arm, his eyes widened, and he said insanely: "Police officer, you can save Tang Hua, he must have been murdered! "
　　 "Don't worry, speak slowly, why do you think he was killed." Team Luo had already read the transcripts made by colleagues before coming.
　　 But instead of transcripts, he wants to personally understand from the parties and deepen the connection.
"Predecessor Liang Jing blocked my door last week, clamoring to make a comeback with her husband, and didn't put me in the eyes. Tang Hua rejected her, but she viciously cursed our husband and wife to go to together..." Tremblingly.
　　 Cheng Le wrote the word Liang Jing in his notebook and turned to ask the police officer, "Have you contacted Liang Jing?"
　　 "She herself is at work. We have notified her. At noon, we will send a police officer to her work place to investigate and interview." The police officer said.
　　 "What does Liang Jing do?"
　　 "She is from the Flower Shop."
　　 When the words came out, Kemon and Luo team reacted instantly and looked at each other.
　　 Floral fragrance?
　　 Flower shop?
　　 Luo Yuan chatted with his family for a few minutes, and asked for a spare car key by the way. After receiving enough information, he immediately took his teammates downstairs.
　　 "This Liang Jing may be suspected of committing the crime, Amon, what do you think?" Team Luo said as he walked down the ladder.
　　 "Hua Xiang is very likely to be related to her, be careful." Kemeng warned.
"We acted in batches. I will take Dr. Liang to Liang Jing's flower shop to investigate. I will give you the key. You and Cheng Le will take the victim's car to get a feel. If there are no clues, come and meet." Team Luo commanded and took the four people apart In two batches.
　　 "Good." Kemeng had no objection.
　　 Interrogation is not Kemon’s strong point, but Kemon is very good at synaesthesia.
　　 Captain Luo took Dr. Liang to the flower shop by car. Kemon held the car key and went to the victim’s white car with Cheng Le.
　　 Next to the white car, armed soldiers stood guard to prevent accidents.
　　 Kemeng opened the car door and smelled a strange smell on his nose before he got into the car.
　　 The police also opened this car and took photos of it for evidence. By the way, it scanned whether there were any blood stains, and it turned out that there was no blood stains.
　　 Now Kemeng was sitting in the main driving seat and immediately felt a different feeling.
　　 The smell is very weak, but he does smell it.
　　Different from the pungent smell, this smell is very soft, comfortable, and comfortable enough to make you feel like sleeping.
　　 But Kemon’s mouth is drier than sleeping, and his desire to drink water is far better than the desire to sleep.
　　 Cheng Le looked at the interior of the car with glasses from the side, and there was no special trace in the gray perspective.
　　 "Did you smell it?"
　　 "Are there?" Cheng Le sniffed, and shook his head disappointed.
　　 Kemeng did not speak, closed the car door and felt it quietly.
　　 After being in a closed space, the inexplicable floral fragrance became stronger.
　　 Kemeng empties his brain, accepts this strange feeling of sleep, and wants to find a picture from this feeling of lethargy.
　　 He used the feeling of thirst to hang his consciousness and make himself unable to sleep.
　　 On the other hand, he took the initiative to accept the hypnotic effect of the unknown floral fragrance.
　　 Soon, he vaguely saw a vague picture.
　　 It was a scene of a white SUV car parked in a certain community. The car was the victim's car.
　　 This car witnessed the victim coming downstairs from a certain community and kissing a woman, which also smelled of the woman’s perfume.
　　 The victim got into the car, and the aroma on his body filled the car.
　　 The victim was unconscious and soon fell asleep, knocking his head on the steering wheel to sleep.
　　 But at a certain time, he suddenly woke up and found himself asleep on the side of the road, then drove home and got off the car in the parking lot.
　　 After that, the victim did not return.
　　 Kemeng opened his eyes. As soon as he finished his synaesthesia, he saw Cheng Le tapping and yelled anxiously: "Amen, please reply!"
　　 "I'm fine." Kemon opened the car door and said, "I know who the prisoner is."
　　 "I almost thought you were recruited, but fortunately it's okay...what, do you know who the prisoner is?" Cheng Le said in surprise.
　　 How long is this?
　　 Sitting in the car and squinting for half a minute, did you feel the source of the incident?
　　 "The offender is Liang Jing. If she doesn't have any influence behind her, then she will never leave." Kemun took out her mobile phone and checked the group of investigation team No. 49, which contained information photos released by Team Luo.
　　 Turns out Liang Jing's headshot~EbookFREE.me~ She has clean short hair, melon-seeded face and high nose.
　　 Although there is a difference between her in the headshot and the synaesthetic picture, the difference is not that big, and the overall appearance matches.
　　……
　　 The Luo team received a call from Kemon less than five minutes after they set off.
　　 "It's Liang Jing, sure?"
"In the synaesthetic picture, the victim's perfume smell comes from her body. The person contaminated with perfume is in a confined environment and is most likely to fall asleep. Please be careful to touch and do not let yourself be in a confined environment." Ke Meng said on the phone. Explained in.
　　 "Okay, let's change to the doorway."
　　 The Luo team hung up, and Dr. Liang sitting in the vice seat pressed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Amonton felt the first crime scene?"
　　 "Yeah." Team Luo stepped up the throttle and sighed: "Full of insight is really amazing. Sitting in the driver's seat of the victim will always feel the source of the fragrance. If you let him enter a special field..."
　　 Speaking of this, Luo team thought of the mentally injured teammate, and the words suddenly disappeared.
　　 Special fields are often filled with chaotic knowledge. People will learn some strange knowledge inadvertently in the process of synesthesia.
　　 If you do not maintain rationality and deny the disorganized knowledge, investigators will lose their rationality step by step and go crazy.
　　 After a while, Dr. Liang sighed softly in the car: "It's not your fault."
　　 The Luo team hummed their heads and drove hard.
　　 The car went all the way, but when it drove, there were a number of personnel carriers beside it.
When the Luo team's car drove to the door of Liang Jing's flower shop, seven troop carriers braked and the doors opened wide. Soldiers in special combat uniforms filed out of the car, armed with firearms, and waited.