There are five desks outside, two facing each other, one group is placed under the window, and the other is on the side, next to two filing cabinets.
The single one is on the opposite side, with computers and printers. There is a wooden clothes rack in the corner behind the door, and a water dispenser between the two windows. That's it, nothing else. As an office, it is undoubtedly a bit crude.
, but very spacious.
Duanmo's desk was against the wall, with the side of the filing cabinet behind her. First, she chose this location not to face the window, so she could feel the sunlight but not be directly exposed to it. Second, Lu Wuchuan's desk was under the window, and she didn't want to
Sitting across from him, that person's aura was so strong that he always gave people an invisible sense of oppression.
Jivalien was placed on the window sill where the desk was not placed, then returned to her seat and started working.
Lu Wuchuan arrived at around nine o'clock, wearing a hooded woolen jacket, casual pants, and slanted bangs that covered half of his forehead. This outfit seemed less solemn and colder than usual, but more energetic.
Duan Mo called Brother Lu as a greeting.
With a soft "hmm" in his nose, Lu Wuchuan placed his eyes on the window sill. The small white square porcelain basin, green lotus petals, and a touch of vermilion on the top exuded vitality under the sunlight.
Seeing him staring at the pot of flowers, Duan Mo felt a little uneasy and pursed his lips: "I bought it in the subway station. If it's not suitable to put it here, I will take it home at night."
"There's nothing inappropriate, just keep it here."
"Thank you, Brother Lu!" It seemed that he didn't expect him to keep the flowers so happily. Duanmo was stunned for two seconds before he thanked her.
The little girl's lips were raised upwards, and two small dimples appeared on her cheeks. She seemed really happy.
Three minutes before Lu Wuchuan sat back at his desk, his cell phone rang.
"Send me the address."
After a brief sentence, he stood up and went to the clothes rack to take the coat he had just taken off. While putting it on, he said: "We will appear at the south door of the office building in five minutes."
Before he finished speaking, the person had already walked out, and Duan Mo only had time to see a tall figure disappearing from the door.
From the office to the south entrance of the office building, you not only have to go down seven floors, but also pass through almost the entire first floor. It would be too late to take the elevator. Duanmo quickly turned off the computer, grabbed his cotton coat and backpack and ran to the stairwell.
When the black SUV parked at the south door, a figure quickly rushed out of the office building.
"Twenty-eight seconds late." Lu Wuchuan turned the steering wheel expressionlessly and drove out of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
"The time you set is too short."
Lu Wuchuan glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "I don't know how you passed with excellent physical fitness and defense control. Could it be that the school's requirements have been lowered now?"
Duan Mo wanted to retort, but his lips moved twice, and suddenly he remembered that they both set off from the office. Although he took the first step, he still had to pick up the car. Calculated from this, he was indeed faster than himself.
Seeing her biting her lower lip and remaining silent, Lu Wuchuan said, "Make time to go to the training room more often."
Duanmo nodded. Physical fitness will decline if you don't practice for a few days. After starting her internship, she only occasionally got up early to go for a run, which really relaxed herself a lot.
"Your shooting tactics are also excellent, right? I just don't know if you were let down during the assessment."
"It's nothing! It's all earned by my hard work!" This time Duan Mo didn't want to do it anymore. You must know that during college, she only studied and trained, and had almost no spare time.
Lu Wuchuan said clearly: "The instructor sees that you work too hard and can't bear to deny you an advantage?"
Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative. This made Duanmo even more annoyed: "Only two of the courses are good+, and the others are excellent. Do you think this is the result of all the teachers taking pity on me?! Is it a professional course?"
You can also give random scores to the written test paper?! If it is so unfair, the students will not report it, and the Academic Affairs Office will not investigate it?!"
The series of questions made Duanmo's cheeks turn red and his cheeks bulge with anger.
"Do you know puffer fish?"
"ah?"
While waiting for the traffic light, Lu Wuchuan lowered the passenger's sun visor and pushed it gently with his slender fingers. The small mirror on the sun visor was facing Duan Mo: "Did you see it?"
"Wha...what?" Duan Mo failed to follow this guy's jumping thoughts and stared blankly at himself in the mirror.
"Pufferfish."
The traffic light turned green and the car restarted. For the sake of his own safety, Duan Mo suppressed the urge to pounce on the man and bite him to death. He closed the sun visor mirror with a snap and looked away without making any sound.
I really didn't realize that this man looked cold on the outside, but he was actually a poisonous man.
The black off-road vehicle turned into the gate of Mingzhu Community and drove straight to the downstairs of a residential building.
A cordon was set up in front of the second unit from the left of the residential building. Outside the yellow and white cordon were more than a dozen onlookers. The biting cold wind did not affect these people's curiosity at all, and they stretched their necks to look.
Looking around in the corridor and exchanging information they have from time to time, one can't help but admire the professionalism of the melon eaters.
The scene of the crime was on the second floor. The police officer from 110 made an introduction: "The deceased Li Chunhua, 34 years old, was a dancer. She shared this two-bedroom apartment with the reporter. She was found dead in the room this morning.
, people from the technical department and the forensic department have arrived and are inspecting the scene. The reporter is in his room and is emotionally unstable."
Although the words were simple and concise, they made the matter very clear.
Lu Wuchuan listened to him with slightly closed eyes, paused for a moment outside the door, winked at Duan Mo, motioning for her to follow, and walked straight into the house.
It is a two-bedroom unit with one bedroom on each side of the living room, both facing south, and the kitchen and bathroom are on the north side. It is mid-morning, and the sun shines in through the window, casting a large light and shadow on the floor of the living room.
The door of the room on the left was wide open. In order not to hinder the on-site inspection, Duan Mo stopped when he reached the door of the room.
The room is not too big. When you stand at the door, you can see that there are beddings and pillows piled randomly on the bed. There is a woman on the bed. To be precise, it should be a female corpse. The hands of the corpse are tied to the head of the bed, and the head is slightly tilted to one side and swollen.
His face was purple, and the tip of his half-protruded tongue could be vaguely seen in the middle of his slightly open lips. His eyes were hollow and wide open, with a look of death.
The room was in a mess. The sliding door of the closet was half open and clothes were scattered all over the floor. There was an open box thrown on the floor at the end of the bed. The drawers of the dresser and bedside table were open, and the things inside were obviously in a mess.
, this house was turned over.
Lu Wuchuan went directly into the house, said something to the forensic doctor who was examining the body, turned to glance at the door, and said: "Come here quickly, don't stand there!"