Chapter 80: Chapter80

"... microcrystalline wax, candelilla wax, hydrogenated castor oil, hydrogenated palm kernel oil, hydrogenated palm oil, iron ion compounds."
Yan? L put gauze on his head, and patted the analysis report on the table.
The zenith revolving restaurant invested by the Yan family has a fragrant aroma and a grand piano. As soon as the door of the private room was closed, the low laughter conversation outside the door was completely isolated, only a gap was pushed open above the floor-to-ceiling window, and a bird sounded in the high-altitude wind.
They returned to Jianning almost three o'clock last night, and Yan was directly sent to the ambulance by the branch. After learning that the deputy detachment leader was attacked by gunmen and other gunmen at night, most of the leadership of the city bureau was a sensation. Lu Bureau went to the hospital in the middle of the night and rushed to the emergency room wearing his slippers at home, even his big tea. There was no time to take the tank.
The reception center didn't make it clear. Everyone thought it was serious? L Suffered from dying and seriously injured. Who knows that Yan's deputy detachment is worthy of a monster-level man. He hit his forehead hard, but only broke his skin and bleed. . He sat in the emergency room and reported the results of the search of the criminal Fan Zhengyuan's family to Lu Bureau while hanging the water, and submitted 250,000 cash stolen money, and then, as they agreed on the road, shot a shot of the kidnapper soil gun. Ann reached Han Xiaomei's head.
Han Xiaomei was very upset. Fortunately, Lu Bureau only looked at her a few times, nodded, and didn't ask much.
Yan? L coped with the old director who was deceitful like a fox, and his parents who had arrived in good news. He slept awake in the hospital until the next day at noon. The full-blooded resurrected Yan detachment took a wash, shaved his beard, and replaced his shirts and trousers with exquisitely tailored materials. It was like an elite male protagonist who crossed the American drama crime film at eight o'clock, and looked fresh from the outside; Only holding the technical investigation report, came out to find Jiang team for dinner.
Jiangzhan had already eaten it, with steaming coffee and afternoon tea cakes in front of him, and frowned to take over the report: "Cosmetics?"
"Yes, cosmetic ingredients." Yan? L gobbled up a plate of Italian lobster noodles and breathed out a long breath: "Technologist Lao Huang said that the test result was exactly the same as the push-tube eyebrow pencil of their little girl."
Jiang Nodded and nodded, took a sip of coffee, and was not cold-proof? L suddenly asked suspiciously, "How do you know, have you used it?"
Jiang Zang covered his mouth and pouted, "Yang Mei used it."
"What is the relationship between the two of you, it's a curly hair stick or a thrush pencil all day, shouldn't you both use the same bottle of facial cleanser?"
"..." Jiang Zhan reluctantly said, "When Yang Mei was an informer in Gongzhou, she once passed an emergency report in a nightclub. Without a pen at hand, she used eyebrow pencil and lipstick. Later she probably hit the spy war. The poison of the film uses eyebrow pencils and lipsticks every time, and also changes the color number according to the reliability of the report ... "
Yan? L said solemnly: "Don't do that next time. Based on my more than 10 years of criminal investigation work experience, she wants to seduce you."
"..."
The two eyes widened and eyes narrowed, and finally Han Jiangjiang clicked on the report: "I will admit that lipstick part, but the eyebrow pencil is not necessarily, at best it can only indicate that it is probably a woman who gave the money to Fan Zhengyuan."
Yan? L narrowed his eyes: "red heart q?"
What Jiang Zang was about to say, the box door was knocked twice, and then a young man with an expression of "disturbed" peeped into his head.
"Ma Xiang?" Yan? L was a little surprised: "how are you here?"
Jiang Zhan beckoned him to come in: "Did I bring what he brought over?"
"I brought it, and I also found a computer." Ma Xiang lowered his shoulders and saw the waiter ask for something to eat. The restaurant opened by his brother Yan was not his first visit. , Order with confidence and bold. After ordering, he asked the waiter to go out, and brought it to the door strictly, only to pull out the hard disk and computer from the bag in Yan's confused eyes.
Yan? L asked: "What are you two doing, sneaking behind me?"
"I asked Ma Xiang to find your technical team and copied something from Wang Xingye's computer. Last night on the way back from Jiangyang County to Jianning, I called in your presence and Han Xiaomei could testify. "
"Why am I not impressed?"
Jiang Zhan said coldly: "You were talking nonsense ..."
"Ah, yes," Yan? L suddenly remembered: "I just stumbled when we plan a honeymoon abroad?"
Jiang stopped expressionless.
"Brother Yan," Ma Xiang said with a dignified expression. "From what I heard on the phone, it's when you read that the landing consultant doesn't look like an obedient figure, and I don't know if I can give you two children smoothly."
Yan? L: "..."
Jiang stopped turning on the computer, inserting the hard disk, and a whole bunch of folders popped out of the screen.
Ma Xiang's order came, sitting on the other side of the table with his legs up, eating and drinking, Yan? L moved his chair and got behind Jiang to stop. I saw the screen full of words, full of Japanese, English, Traditional Chinese, and meaningless characters mixed with the title that every straight man is familiar with, making Yan? L suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.
"... Although I don't speak Japanese," Yan? L supported his chin with one hand, and deepened with a thinker sculpture pose. "But thanks to a few teachers of Deyi Shuangxin, they are very good at writing, the 30th road, and the world ’s waste. I still understand what these words mean ... what are you doing? "
Jiang stopped sliding the mouse down and quickly passed the title of the horrifying movie A. Then he suddenly clicked and opened a folder related to the exhibition.
"The surname Wang is also strange. His special folder for stuffing films is also stuffed with painting exhibition materials. He usually finds it boring?" Ma Xiang murmured while eating: "Still he pays special attention to the combination of work and rest , Don't you forget to talk to the teachers at work? "
Jiang Zhe said, "No."
Under the file folder of the exhibition are all the pictures imported by the digital camera. Jiang Zhandian opened the first one, and then zoomed out. It was unexpected. L Unexpectedly, a pair of women's feet were displayed in front of him with a highly impactful attitude. .
"This is Wang Xingye's private painting exhibition," Jiang Zhe turned the album down one by one, and the ever-changing screen image glowed faintly in his eyes. "It is Wang Xingye who cannot tell the truth, but can only hide it in the computer. A unique hobby that you secretly admire ... "
He paused and said, "Foot fetish."
Apparently, Ma Xiang didn't really click into the folder to see it when he copied it.
"How do you know he has a foot fetish?" Yan? L reacted in astonishment.
Jiang Zan sighed. "Remember when Wang Xingye just fled, your field searched his apartment in Jianning, and found a bunch of women's socks of various colors?"
Ma Xiang shouted: "Later we questioned some of his guns
friends, and those women had all claimed all their socks ..."
"Do you think he kept these socks just for showing off?" Jiang Zhan asked him a question and calmed Ma Xiang: "No, the collection of shoes and socks is one of the typical external characteristics of foot fetish, but it caused me It's not that, but another thing: the women's ages are concentrated between thirty-four and forty. "
Yan? L squeezed his chin: "I also noticed it at the time, but I think it's just because he is middle-aged and prefers the mature opposite ..."
"Not like it, it's sexuality. You pay attention to all his paintings," Jiang Zhan repeatedly clicked the drop-down button, and the countless feet on the screen kept flashing: "These feet have very distinctive things in common: they are painted with bright nail polish , Is not slender and small, and even tends to fullness and age. After a person's sexuality is formed, it will be extremely difficult to change. For niche sexuality, only satisfying psychological needs can cause physiological impulses. That is, only mature, full, and Only women with nail polish can induce Wang Xingye's physiology . Don't you understand what I want to say? "
Surrounded by silence, Ma Xiang even forgot about the food, and a slice of beef was not put in his mouth on the fork for a long time.
"... Bu Wei." Yan? L muttered, "Bu Wei said that Wang Xingye had sexually harassed her for a long time, and she was almost strong
violent her ..."
Jiang Zang said: "This is impossible. Wang Xingye's own moral standards are quite low. If she has such a strong obsession with her, he will definitely steal her shoes and socks. But Ma Xiang also said that all the ladies in his family just said The collections have been claimed, and Buwei's is not. "
Ma Xiang lost his voice: "That little girl is lying!"
"When I saw the four words" 贰 Shi Wu Wan ", I felt too neat and elegant, not like what Wang Xingye could write, but that was just a feeling. Later, I saw the oil wax on the handwriting. The texture is too delicate, not like a crayon but an eyebrow pencil, and I have this vague guess. "
Jiang Zhan closed the computer, clicked, and immediately stared up at Yan? L: "The reason for Fan Zhengyuan's killing is probably speculative, but here is a paradox: If Fan Zhengyuan's killing was punishable, why hire him? Wang Xingye, who came to kill me, is safe and sound, without receiving any punishment? The only explanation is that Wang Xingye has nothing to do with this, and Fan Zhengyuan took the private work of a female employer. "
Ma Xiang was inexplicably on the side: "What? Hiring him to kill consultant Lu?" But no one ignored him.
"... this female employer can reach Wang Xingye's people, bypass Wang Xingye's private contact with the killer ..." Yan? L Numerous lingering doubts in the mind are finally influential, forming a complete logical line: "Is it Yes……"
Jiang Zhan said those words coldly: "Bu Wei."
The box was silent for a while, and the beef on Ma Xiang's fork fell back onto the plate.
Yan? L suddenly grabbed his mobile phone and stood up, bypassed the dining table, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and made a call:
"Hello, Xiaomei Han, did you say you were going to the hospital with Buwei this afternoon?"
The opposite Han Xiaomei didn't know what was answered, Yan? L Shen said: "Listen, don't ask why, now go and help me do something right now."
Hospital corridor.
Han Xiaomei hung up the phone, took a few deep breaths, and turned to open the ward door.
The sun was very good, and the girl's cheeks were white and tender, almost transparent, projected through the clean glass windows. When she heard the sound of the door push, she looked up from the picture book in her hand, smiled at Han Xiaomei, and her pink lips bent into a very nice arc: "Sister, are you here?"
Han Xiaomei also laughed, trying to make herself look at Bu Wei's eyes as much as possible: "I just came from the office and happened to meet the doctor about the follow-up treatment costs ..."
Bu Wei put down the album and looked a little worried: "What does the doctor say?"
"Don't worry, you are a minor victim. Basic expenses can be reimbursed." Han Xiaomei hurriedly said, "But there is one thing we can't take your mind for, which is the medication during the follow-up treatment and hospitalization observation, the doctor said. There are several options to choose from, of course, the price of each plan is definitely different, you know, the hospital. "
Bu Wei said quietly, "I don't have much money, so I can leave the hospital now ..."
"The doctor said that it is better to talk to your guardian." Han Xiaomei fixed her look, but her tone was very natural: "I told him that you don't have a guardian for a while, but you are already a big-minded girl, you can find it yourself The attending doctor makes a decision after consultation. What do you think? "
Bu Wei's clear, bright, long-shaped eyes fell on Han Xiaomei's face. After looking at it for a while, she seemed somewhat relieved and said, "Hmm ... can I do it myself?"
"If it doesn't work, I can only let the bureau try to notify you of other relatives. Did your parents have any other contacts during the lifetime, or aunt cousin?"
Unsurprisingly, immediately after hearing this, Bu Wei immediately put down the album: "Sister, I'll go by myself, I can do it myself. Is the doctor in the office?"
Han Xiaomei nodded and smiled.
I do n’t know why, maybe it ’s a psychological effect. Obviously, in the past two days, I was still a little girl who loved and could get along with each other naturally. Suddenly, it seemed that there was an indescribable change in language. Every move could take the ward away Thin oxygen makes it harder to breathe.
"It's the doctor who usually visits the room. You know him as Li." Han Xiaomei looked at Bu Wei out of the ward, and suddenly added: "You can just find him after you pass."
The girl turned back, thanked Han Xiaomei seriously, and pushed the door out.
Click.
Han Xiaomei maintained that action, and the whole person was set in place.
Three seconds later, it seemed as if a switch had been turned on. She hurried forward and opened the door to open a gap. She leaned her head out and determined that Bu Wei was walking towards the nurse at the end of the corridor. Then she closed the ward door immediately, pulled up the curtain on the door frame glass, and turned towards the locked bedside table. She pulled out two hair clips from the pockets of the police uniforms and drew into the keyhole. .
It clicked and the lock cylinder popped open.
Bu Wei's red schoolbag was quietly placed in the nightstand.
Every time Han Xiaomei's heartbeat was touching the meat in her throat, she kept turning her attention to the movement in the door of the ward, trembling and pulling the bag chain a few times, but after a while, she finally touched Yan? Looking for
A bunch of house keys.
"Dr. Li has an operation, and he probably won't be able to return until after work. Do you have anything to do with him?"
People came and went from the nurse station. Bu Wei was still wearing a white floral nightdress, her hands politely folded in front of her, and Wenyan's expression suddenly changed.
"Are there any questions to ask the doctor?" The head nurse looked at her with concern: "Will I call you?"
"..." Bu Wei stepped back half a step but that was only half a step. Then she seemed to control her emotions, smiled slightly on her face, and nodded to the head nurse: "It's all right, thank you sister, so I'll say it tomorrow!"
"Hey, you ..."
What did the head nurse want to ask, the girl had turned around and hurried across the hallway. She came to the door of the ward, and reached out and pushed the door without hesitation. The strength of the door even made a sound in the air.
call!
An upright, thin and quiet figure turned her back, sitting in the armchair in front of the hospital bed, turning the album in her hand gently.
Bu Wei's pupils suddenly enlarged.
"Hello, I am Lu Chengjiang consultant of Jianning Municipal Bureau." Jiang Zhe closed the album and turned back: "I hope you can answer a few questions in cooperation."
Jiang Zhan's eyes stared at the girl from a distance, this side angle from bottom to top, letting each other's eyes reflect the most similar half-edge contour. Obviously it is mid-summer season, but the air seems to condense into the most piercing moraine, crawling from the tail vertebra to the back of the brain.
Bu Wei's breathing became a little rapid, but Jiang Zhan seemed to be unaware, watching her slightly tilt her head to the bed, saying:
"sit."
At the same time, the hospital was downstairs.
Han Xiaomei ran down the steps, holding her knees panting, just looking up and looking around, a Phaeton stopped silently from the crowd in front of her.
The co-pilot lowered his window, revealing Yan Leng's grim face: "Get in the car." 2k novel reading network