Chapter 2: Reincarnation

Lights like fireflies couldn't support the darkness at night, and the young girl's messy feet beat on the uneven floor tiles due to years of disrepair. Suddenly, she didn't know what tripped under her feet. .
Han Xia Ye was sweltering like a steamer, Li Qian panted violently, and twisted her clothes nervously with her fingers.
She heard her violent heartbeat and the footsteps of another person.
Only the old, soft-bottomed cloth shoes will make that "rustle" sound. Listen carefully, the man's footsteps are procrastinating, and he slaps on the ground, as if his legs are not good.
茜 Li Qian turned back abruptly, but there was nothing behind her except for the bug that was jumping under the lights.
She is a beautiful girl. She was a pretty girl, but her hair was shed, her hair was stuck to her face with sweat, her lips were as pale as her complexion, and her looks were limited anyway.
Slowly, she showed a weird expression, as if sneer and resentment, but it was filled with inexplicable fear.
"Don't worry about me ..." She stood up sharply, biting her rear molars, and said, "I can get rid of you once and I can get rid of you the second time."
The stomping stopped.
撸 Li Qian raised her seven-quarter sleeves, and a layer of goose bumps on her white arms. On a sultry midsummer night, there seemed to be something invisible that made her feel cold.
She picked up a brick from the ground, and the sound of footsteps like cheekbones came from her in all directions, but she couldn't see anything.
Seeing nothing is the most terrible.
Li Qian screamed, holding her bricks in the air, clapping her fans in the air.
The bricks in her hands were getting heavier, and the sandstone was rubbing her palms. She was exhausted, her eyes were black, she bent down, her hands rested on her curved knees, and she panted with a big mouth, her eyes fell on her unintentionally On the ground.
Then, Li Qian's pupils shrank, the whole person shivered violently, and the brick in her hand fell to the ground, hitting the toe exposed in her sandals, but she seemed to be unaware and stepped back in two difficult steps. His knee suddenly softened and fell to the ground.
Shadow ... it's a shadow!
The street lamp was right in front of her. How could there be such a clear shadow where there was light under the lamp? !!
It's like a pot of ink splashing on the ground, I don't know how long she has "watched" her there.
Li Qian was paralyzed, but the shadow was standing.
Are you right? How could the body be afraid of shadows?
似乎 She seemed to hear a sharp laugh.
In the early hours of the morning, the telephone on the bedside table rang like a soul.
云 Zhao Yunlan worked overtime all night. He didn't take off his clothes when he got home. He rolled directly onto the bed and felt that he was lying down and was called again.
He opened his eyes expressionlessly, and his heavy eyelids made his eyelids particularly obvious. He stared at his ceiling with an almost hateful look for a while. After three seconds, he sat up like a corpse and struggled hard. Wandering through the paste in his head, he stretched his arms to grab the mobile phone on the nightstand.
Zhao Yunlan's room has a kind of unforgettable mess, saying that it is a kennel and dogs have to protest.
The clothes were thrown all over the bed, and I did n’t know whether I was going to wear them or wash them. The large double bed was full of miscellaneous objects, some of which were beyond the imagination of a mortal—a notebook wrapped around a corner The computer doesn't count, and the sunglasses and umbrellas are barely understandable, but the big white hat and big can of cinnabar are confusing-these things are crowded into a ball, leaving him alone to leave him alone He entered the nest, and it was estimated that he had planed it before lying down.
Zhao Yunlan's expression was stink, as if he was about to yell at the next second, but he picked up the phone, except that his voice was a bit hoarse, but his tone was very normal. Obviously he was used to this kind of thing: "What happened again? ? "
Wang Zheng's voice came out of the microphone, and said concisely, "Dead man."
"When?"
"It was either last night or this morning, just now."
"Where?"
"University Road."
"唔 ..." Zhao Yunlan rubbed his face with a sullen expression, "Let Lao Chu go first."
"Chu Shuzhi went to Xiangxi for business."
"Where is Lin Jing?"
"Seconded by the prefecture."
我 "Fuck, that's Zhu Hong ... OK, there is no need to say it. Yesterday, the moon was full. She asked for leave. Who else is there?"
"I," Wang Zheng said, "but the sun is about to come out, and I am about to get off work. In addition, there is Daqing and the new intern Guo Changcheng ..."
云 Zhao Yunlan yawned and said weakly, "You ask Daqing to accompany the intern to see and give the child a chance to exercise."
"Intern Guo Changcheng can't go anywhere now," Wang Zhengping said bluntly. "When he came to check in last night, he was dizzy. He might have fallen asleep after finishing the dizziness, and he hasn't woke up yet."
"..." Zhao Yunlan asked, "Stunned by what stuff?"
"Old Wu and me." Wang Zheng reported swiftly and summed up at the end, "I said earlier that you should find a professional shroud shop to give Old Wu a body, and wish that red hands are stupid than the feet, and the sandbags sewed are exposed. The paper man is like everything, but not like man. "
Zhao Yunlan sat quietly by the bed for a while, and finally sighed, "I just came out of order and was afraid to scare people ... but there was no other way. Come on, then I will take a look at it. Your name is Daqing. wait for me."
He hung up the phone and after three minutes of grooming, he drove to University Road.
After passing the intersection, Zhao Yunlan just decelerated, and a dark shadow fell from the sky. I saw a billowing "guangdang" like an animal grenade, and it slammed into the front cover of his car, so that it did not hang it. Make a pit.
云 Zhao Yunlan hurriedly braked quickly, his head stuck out the window, and he felt so distressed that he said: "This is a motor vehicle. It's a means of transportation, not a cat litter box. Can you always take it easy?"
A black cat with a whole body sits on the top of the car. It has a very euphemistic neck, with a hairball version of a persimmon face on the neck. At first glance, it looks like Garfield's African brother.
The cricket saw his hind legs rolled up and worked hard to close his abdomen. This overcomes the difficulty of straightening the forelegs, which are slightly short compared to the stomach, and straightening, maintaining a very dignified sitting position for the cat.
The big cat with a persimmon face looked to the left and right, and found no one nearby, so his beard trembled, and he opened his mouth slowly, exhaling the voice of a slightly muffled man: "Do n’t talk nonsense, get out of the car-you did n’t Smell this smell? "
There is indeed an indescribable stench in the air, comparable to biochemical weapons. Zhao Yunlan stopped the car by the side of the road, stretched his hands to cover his nose, and frowned and asked the cat, "So stinky, did you put it?"
The cat disregarded him, and thundered from his car cover. He pointed his big fat buttocks at him, and walked forward with the standard cat steps.
Several police cars have been parked across the road, and staff pulled a cordon at a small alley entrance.
Zhao Yunlan fumbled for a long time before pulling out a tattered work permit from his pocket. The small policeman who was standing next to the cordon faced the crime scene positively in front of him. After receiving it, he had to scan in a hurry. At a glance, he shoved his work permit back into Zhao Yunlan's arms, and then couldn't help running to the distance, vomiting while holding the wall.
云 Zhao Yunlan grabbed the head of the henhouse where his pig-sucking dog had entered, and was very surprised: "My one-inch jade photo is so disgusting?"
The Black Cat led him a few steps in a row. When he saw that he was still rubbing nonsense there, he couldn't help but look back and sent a long syllable "Meow" to him with his hair.
行 "Xing Xing Xing, business-oh my fuck, this taste, ten steps will kill." Zhao Yunlan bent over and got out of the alert.
As soon as he showed up, someone immediately greeted him, covered his nose with a tissue, and sighed in a loud voice, "Is the comrade of the special investigation office coming?"
In the public security system, everyone knows that there is such a mysterious department called the "Special Investigation Office."
Their department level is not low, but everyone does not know what these people are doing and what kind of charter-anyway, every time someone comes from the special investigation office, the superior will directly issue a notice, and no one has room for protest.
But their people do n’t come, and there is no place for them.
They belong to the public security system, and sometimes they are separated from the public security system. They are tightly organized, the case handling procedures are completely opaque, and the media are not specially approved. Usually, no figures from the special investigation department can be found, let alone follow-up interviews.
No one knows exactly how their prosecution procedure went. In short, the case was delivered there, as if it had entered a black box, and only one closing report in the clouds was open to the public.
Sometimes, the staff of these special investigation offices are even more confusing than those of outstanding cases.
Their case report is detailed, and the cause, process, and result, the identity of the suspect, the arrest situation, and the arrest process are all explained clearly. The logic is rigorous and the format is clear.
The only doubt is that the prisoners died when the case was closed.
Although they usually come to their hands, they are all serious cases with extremely bad plots. Most of the criminal suspects are considered dead, but ... this is a coincidence.
At this time, the old criminal policeman, surnamed Yang, who was in charge of organizing investigations at the scene, looked at the person with a little curiosity and shook hands while enthusiastically shaking hands with Zhao Yunlan, asking politely: " What is it called? "
"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Yunlan, you call me Xiao Zhao."
Lao Yang was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the person who came was the current head of the special investigation department. I saw that the director Zhao was less than thirty years old. Compared to his level, he was a little younger and taller. Very tall, slender, and looks quite straight. At first glance, it looks like a flat mannequin on a menswear advertisement. It is just a rumpled shirt. There are two buttons on the top. Coming out, plus that messy head like the nest of a newly laid egg, it looked a little bit shabby.
Ke people are there, not to mention the lack of borders, even if they streak out, everyone below must praise Zhao Chu for leading the fashion trend.
Lao Yang said "Oh," "You are Zhao! This ... this, you see my eyes are clumsy, I really did not expect our leaders to be so promising for so many years ..."
云 Zhao Yunlan is obviously very accustomed to this set, and then played a few words.
At this time, there were "people" impatient. Just listening to the "meow", as soon as Lao Yang lowered his head, he saw a dark shadow. With a thunderbolt, he went down two or three times and followed Zhao Yun. Lan's trousers crawled all the way up to the man's shoulder.
It was a black cat with green eyes. It stands to reason that the black cat that appeared at the scene of the murder sounded very weird, but because of this "strange" cat, it was too rich. When I saw it, somehow , Awe and horror will automatically turn into anxiety about its high cholesterol.
Lao Yang and his eyes widened for a moment: "This ... this ..."
云 Zhao Yunlan embarrassedly drew his pants that were almost dragged down by fat cats, and grinned, "This is our cat director. I usually grab the work very tightly, and when we see us talk, we are unwilling."
Lao Yang: "..."
The black cat "meowed" indifferently, throwing impatiently Zhao Yunlan's shoulder over his big tail, leaning proudly on his neck-this is a bit difficult, his neck is really a bit Difficult to locate.
Zhao Yunlan realized that he reached out and pulled out a kitten card from the black cat's neck. He managed to separate it from the fat and hair around him, and handed it to Lao Yang: "This is a special investigation department license. The work permit is equivalent. Approving it can go in and out of any scene. You can rest assured, old cat, sensible, and it won't mess up. "
Lao Yang: "..."
终于 He finally started to feel a little nonsense.
After a few moments, Chief Zhao of several levels of Guanda held the cat and stepped into the scene with Lao Yang in a quartet of steps.
The further you go, the more stinky the sauce becomes.
I saw a female corpse lying in a narrow alley. She wore a t-shirt with the words "Longcheng University Welcome" and her eyes were wide open, like a giant doll with scattered cotton wool. The word "big" opens his mouth, his abdomen is cut open by some kind of weapon, and the internal organs are empty.
Lao Yang covered his nose with a tissue again, and the facial features were crumpled into a ball, which seemed to be entangled.
The fat cat on Zhao Yunlan's shoulder made a long "meow", jumped to the ground, turned around the body twice, and finally stopped in one place, squatted there, looked up at Zhao Yunlan, trained Detective dogs who are so good at detecting drugs.
云 Zhao Yunlan walked over, took out a pair of crumpled gloves from the rumpled pants pocket, touched the place where the cat squatted, and carefully raised one arm of the corpse.
Lao Yang stretched his neck, and he saw half a blood fingerprint in the place blocked by the body.
That is by no means a human handprint. The slap is only the size of a child, but the fingers are at least twenty centimeters long. Lao Yang has been a criminal policeman all his life and has never seen anything like this.
He was stunned, and he heard Zhao Yunlan in a rare and solemn voice, "From now on, this case will be transferred to the special investigation office, and the follow-up procedures will be completed within two working days."
After saying that, before waiting for Lao Yang to answer, Zhao Yunlan pointed to a tattered door opened on the fence and asked, "What is this place?"