Chapter 70:

"There is something strange in Nie Shijun's living habits." Bo Jinyan said, "Jian Yao also mentioned yesterday that the place where Nie Shijun often goes, including parks, companies, shopping malls. This is also reflected by neighbors, roommates and colleagues. According to your description of her clothing and lifestyle, she is a very simple girl, rarely using expensive brands and luxury goods. She does not have a credit card, but according to her bank card records, she has one or two strokes each month. Big cash. Where did the money go? I think we need to go to the mall she frequents to find out. "
Everyone was a little sloppy.
Jian Yao agreed very much. No clue could be found from the murderer's line. Focus on the victims. Before that, Bo Jinyan had asserted that there must be something special in Nie Shijun, which led to the murderer. Any minor anomalies should not be missed. Even if it is likely that it has nothing to do with the case in the end.
"Okay, it's hard for you. We can communicate at any time when there is progress." Shao Yong left, and Jian Yao handed the breakfast in his hands to the two otakus. An Yan gently said "Oh yeah" and sat down to eat immediately.
Put into Bo Jinyan's hands was a hot lunch box. He opened the lid and smelled the light fish smell inside.
"Fishball powder," said a gentle voice in his ear. "It's a meatball made of fresh fish. Be aware that there may be small spines."
"Well, okay." Bo Jinyan suddenly had an urge and reached out and grabbed her hand. This catch actually caught him. Her hands were still boneless, but his fingertips could tell the difference was a thousandth, and she felt a thin cocoon in her palms. She was even more reluctant to hold her hand tighter.
Jian Yao's heart was also trembling, and he looked down to see the black hair on his forehead and the fair white face under the sunglasses. The slightly dry fingers rested on her palm, which made her feel trembling.
Someone came by the door. She quickly pulled her hand back and returned to her seat.
Here comes Fang Qing. When he woke up early in the morning, he found that Jian Yao next door was no longer there. He knew that the girl couldn't sit still when she saw the man.
But he also did not expect that when he entered the office, it was such a peaceful scene. All three were eating breakfast quietly.
But if you take a closer look, the atmosphere is still a little awkward.
Fang Qing walked to the table lightly, and took the bag to eat. He sat down and said that he was full.
For a while, none of them spoke.
Soon, everyone was finished. Bo Jinyan said, "Go, go to the mall and check Nie Shijun's consumption records."
Jian Yao answered, "OK."
Fang Qing glanced at her and said nothing.
The four stepped out of the door, and An Yan climbed Fang Qing's shoulders, but he broke free. An Yan whispered "I rely on". Fang Qing ignored him. After a while downstairs, Fang Qing fumbled into his pocket, but couldn't find a lighter. An Yan picked up his dropped lighter from the ground and handed it to him. Fang Qing glanced at him, took it, and said, "Thank you." An Yan: "No thanks."
Fang Qing drank a few cigarettes, and after a while, squinted and smiled.

Every morning, Luo Lang exercises. Run out for two hours without rain, run at home and do strength training when it rains.
At 7 o'clock that day, he had just finished exercising and was sitting on the sofa in white vest sports trousers. The slender physique, tight muscles, and sweaty heat don't look a bit like decent elite men.
Like a real man. He was thin in clothes and fleshy in undressing, probably to describe him.
Of course, he still has the characteristics of a business person. For example, at this moment, he is watching morning news broadcasts, various financial news and social news. At the same time, he slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, as if he was indifferent to the whole world.
Except for the person whose last name is Jane.
When the place name "地 市" appeared in the news, he looked up.
If you remember correctly, Jian Yao is now investigating the case in Qiongshi.
Then the following news made him even more frowning.
Butterfly homicide.
Because the police have never officially disclosed the news, the citizens in the report have spread the case to a mystery. What serial killers always appear on rainy nights, killing women in red, and then making a human butterfly ...
Until the news was broadcast, Luo Lang maintained a solemn look.
After a while, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled ironically.
Where did the little hair thief get the mystery and shocked the whole city? It is estimated that his Jian Yao was exhausted?
Luo Lang's face became a bit cold.
If there is anything else in the world that makes him deeply concerned, Jomo has only Jane Yao. After that case, he vowed not to let Jian Yao be harmed in any case or any other person.
And, he himself, should not suffer any more.
He stood up, went to the bathroom and took a shower. He changed into a black T-shirt and black trousers. He wore a peaked cap and a backpack. Then he called the secretary: "... I have a business trip for a few days, don't give me these days. Call. Look for other partners in everything ... "
He went downstairs, drove out a car that was not normally used from the garage, and left Beijing.

An Yan's car was parked in the parking lot of the police station. He opened the car with the key and opened the door of the driver's seat. At this time, he heard Jian Yao's voice: "Fang Qing, let's sit behind." At the same time, Yan looked up and looked at each other.
Fang Qing: "Yes." He sat in the back row with Jian Yao.
The thin Jin Yan on one side bit his lip slightly and sat flat into the co-pilot.
The car started.
At first, everyone was silent. After a while, Jian Yao coughed twice. Neither Fang Qing nor An Yan paid attention, but Bo Jinyan lowered his head slightly. As the car turned the next turn, he suddenly said, "How did you cough?"
Jian Yao looked up at him and replied, "It's all right, dry mouth."
Bo Jinyan was silent. An Yan immediately took the unopened bottle of water from the center console and handed it to the back. Jian Yao: "Thank you." Fang Qing smiled and said, "I also do it."
An Yandan said: "It's gone."
Jian Yao drank saliva and coughed twice.
Bo Jinyan: "Did you sleep and kick the quilt again at night?"
Both An Yan and Fang Qing did not hear.
Jian Yao didn't know how to answer, a little awkward and a little sad. It turned out that this guy still said the same things as before, never caring about the people next to him.
"It's none of your business." She replied softly.
An Yan and Fang Qing both looked out the window.
Bo Jinyan was silent for a while and said, "It's my business. Because I didn't cover you by my side." He said this rather sadly, but An Yan and Fang Qing were inexplicably laughing. Jian Yao bit her lower lip, turned her head and looked out the window, saying, "I don't need anyone to cover me."
Fang Qing interjected then: "I can testify on this. Jian Yao gets up early every day to train in the dark, run, fight, and shoot ... Now she is almost the best female police detective in the bureau. One person can bring down three men Han. A little cold and cold can't get near her. "
An Yan was also a little surprised: "So amazing?"
Fang Qing: "Oh ... she put down the two of you like play now."
An Yan: "Really? Sister-in-law, let's try it later."
Jian Yao smiled slightly: "OK."
Bo Jinyan said, "I try too."
Jian Yao ignored him.