Everyone immediately stood up and took action separately. After going out, Ding Youzi said to her brother: "Is that Miss Di from the medical team?"

Ding Youlan explained: "Jia Qiao is from forensics. After joining the medical team, she was transferred to the general office."

Zhu Mengtian touched his chin, "This is great. Her life in the field team was treated by her injuries, and her death gave her a post-mortem, and she was given a one-stop service."

Ding Youzi: “…”

On the other side, Fei Rong was worried, "Minister, don't you really have to bring Brother Jingbai with you?" In a special period, it's safer to bring personal weapons.

Feng Rong was amused and crying, "No need, it's not a dangerous action."

"With me here, the minister will not be in trouble." Lin Yingkong, who had been grinding his teeth secretly for a while, smiled at her slightly, and then took the minister away without hesitation.

Fei Rong, who was laughed by Assistant Lin, had a cold mouth and looked at E Jingbai next to her and sighed immediately - it was so boring to bring a partner who didn't like to talk...

Han Junshao's home is only a few streets away from Shanghua Middle School where he attended. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong walked over according to the address provided by Ding Youzi. The sun was very sunny in June afternoon and the two old men did not bring an umbrella. Lin Yingkong picked a white hat in the roadside shop and put it on his minister, half covering his oppressive face. He looked refreshing and even a little cold.

But it doesn't matter. The image of a secret minister that the part-time image designer and the assistant of the speaker, the speaker, has always been noble and cold.

Feng Rong had no idea how much his image had been "corrupted". When he touched the hat on his head, he couldn't laugh or cry again, "It's just a few steps, but I can't show it." The restraint of spiritual power did not affect his physical fitness.

It is impossible for the minister to understand that his care is impossible. After paying the bill, Lin Yingkong said wisely: "Those with extraordinary abilities can also suffer from heatstroke. If you have any problems, I will be torn by Rongzi and the others."

"..." Feng Rong looked at his forehead that had not sweated at all, and thought that he was not comparing with the other party's special physique.

Han Junshao is a day student. His parents work in another place. He rented a one-bedroom apartment and living in K City. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has always been very efficient. When they walked to the private house where Han Junshao was, they had already obtained relevant documents to check the scene.

Because it was not a murder case, the scene was not blocked. After asking the landlord to get the key, the two went in and walked around for a few times. The house was not big, but the items were quite complete, including refrigerators, TVs, computers, etc. It can be seen that Han Junshao's family is well-off. The information also states that his parents run a well-known company. There are white fixed lines of scene traces in front of the computer desk in the bedroom, indicating the position and posture of the body. Feng Rong released spiritual consciousness and circled the entire building. No abnormalities were found except for the breath of dead people. He took out the on-site photos printed by Ding Youlan, adjusted the position of his standing, so that the things in his sight overlapped with the photos.

Han Junshao died in front of the computer. He grabbed the clothes on his chest with one hand and fell on the table. His pupils were dilated and his face looked frightened. There were many messy books and fast food boxes around him. He seemed to struggle to get things all over the floor when he had an asthma attack. The sound insulation here was not good. The landlord who lived downstairs had the habit of getting up early. When he heard the noise above, he came up and knocked on the door. Han Junshao's parents had taken care of him and wanted to watch it at any time. So the landlord had not received a response for a long time and entered the door with a spare key. It turned out that Han Junshao had broken breathing.

Many things on the scene were packed and left by people from the human world who came to check. Feng Rong saw that the computer in the photo was turned on. It was estimated that Han Junshao had stayed up all night and surfed the Internet. Feng Rong took the photo closer to see what was on the computer page, but he only saw a webpage with a large landscape picture.

Lin Ying walked around the house and walked to him, shook her head, and said, "There is nothing special except a bunch of weird books. He seems to like supernaturalism."

"Well, I was reading these books before I died." Feng Rong pointed to the scattered books on the photos.

"With warding off evil spirits?" Lin Yingkong approached and saw the titles of the book. He was surprised. "The more witchcraft and mysterious techniques in his bookshelf are all lie." The books that fell next to the corpse have a higher value, but they are not even an introduction to the supernatural world.

"Is it different? Call Xiaodai to pay attention to the things in the physical evidence," Feng Rong said, "Now let's go to the scene of Du Runing's car accident."

"Yeah." Lin Yingkong responded. When he turned his head, he saw a low-hanging strand of Feng Rong's forehead stuck on his eyelashes, which slid down as his eyelids closed, just like a tuft of feathers hitting his heart. He had no strength, but was itchy and untiring.
Chapter completed!