Chen Jie arrived at the appointed tea restaurant and saw Fang Mingxu, who was very conspicuous in the crowd.
Fang Mingxu opened the menu, looked at it, and asked Chen Jie what he wanted to eat.
Chen Jie said it didn't matter. This was a Cantonese restaurant that served breakfast, lunch and dinner. It was famous for its Cantonese breakfast, so Fang Mingxu ordered several cages of Cantonese breakfast, stewed soup and pig's trotter rice.
"Order that much?" Chen Jie said with a smile, "You can't finish it."
Fang Mingxu: "I have a big appetite." He boiled the dishes with hot water and wiped them dry with paper towels. The process was smooth and smooth, which was a pleasure to watch. "You are so busy at work, and I finally asked you out. Of course I hope to treat you to a meal.
"
Chen Jie drank lemonade: "It's okay, I'm not that busy at work. You are a psychiatrist, and the negative emotions that you usually need to filter out are much more troublesome than mine."
Fang Mingxu: "After working in this industry for a long time, it's just like that. If you get used to it, you can handle it properly no matter how much negative emotions you accept. Moreover, the clients are relatively fixed. Sometimes the treatment lasts for two or three years. Once you get to know them well, working is like chatting with your family.
,Easy."
Chen Jie nodded clearly: "Speaking of which, this time you're treating me, I'll treat you next time." She put her elbows on the table, leaned forward, and said in a trusting and unguarded manner: "I know there are
A very decent restaurant!”
She said the name of the restaurant enthusiastically, and then said with regret: "It's a pity that it doesn't accept takeout, otherwise I would order it often."
Fang Mingxu listened with a smile, comforted her a few words, and then recommended other restaurants that he thought were good. It was as if it was the first time he heard about the restaurant Chen Jie mentioned, and he was impressed by the current environment where takeaways are everywhere, and this restaurant
It was reserved to show surprise at this point.
"...The handmade snacks of these two stores are very good. They usually only sell them at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and they are sold out in two hours. If you want to try it, remember to arrive on time and you can eat the piping hot snacks fresh from the boiler."
He behaved very normally throughout the whole process, just like an ordinary male friend with a bit of pursuit.
Chen Jie did not give up her doubts. She kept testing during the conversation over the next meal, but could not find any doubts. She gradually dispelled Mingxu's suspicions in her heart.
Eliminating strong defensiveness and treating him with a normal heart, Chen Jie found that Fang Mingxu was a very comfortable person to get along with.
He is gentle and meticulous, considerate in everything, and knows how to take care of the feelings of the other party in the conversation. In addition, he is handsome, tall, and has his own private clinic!
To be honest, Fang Mingxu is definitely one of the best in the adult sex and marriage market. Women are fighting for his head, men are jealous, and in ten years time will be brewing, fragrant and charming old wine.
So why did Fang Mingxu, who had excellent market conditions, fall in love with her?
She is three years older than Fang Mingxu. According to the set of class rules set by society, Chen Jie is far inferior to Fang Mingxu in all aspects, let alone seeing her interesting soul through the skin!
Although Chen Jie's skin is indeed excellent.
After the meal, Chen Jie and Fang Mingxu said goodbye.
Chen Jie got on the bus, and after driving far away, she could still see Fang Mingxu standing there watching her leave.
The Criminal Investigation Office of Dongcheng Branch was very busy, and all departments were working hard. Each step was sonorous and powerful, as if it was a huge battle. As soon as Chen Jie entered the branch, she was called by the Technical Investigation Department to get the skull and face reconstruction chart.
document.
After receiving the document, he immediately entered it into the police network system to search for the missing file records. He searched for a needle in a haystack, checked, re-checked, and then continued to narrow the comparison range for the final screening. Tiny squares appeared on the blue screen, expanding from far to near in the center of the screen.
Pushing forward, countless tiny squares merged and gathered together to form a photo of a human face that was almost 100% identical to the skull and face reconstruction.
Chen Jie pressed the Enter key to enter the missing persons file recording system.
**
In the car, the co-pilot, Li Zan, was playing with a voice recorder in his hand. The hot sunlight filtered in through the gap in the tightly closed car window and fell right on the reflective silver-black body of the voice recorder.
At first glance, I thought my fingertips were lit with light.
Jiang Heng looked at the road and saw a long queue waiting for the traffic light in front of him. When he drove up, the green light turned on, so he accelerated across the intersection without stopping.
The asphalt road surface is so bright under the high temperature that it takes less than two hours for an egg to be fully cooked.
Jiang Heng was driving at a steady speed and asked Li Zan: "Do you need me to go diving at the Jingjiu Horse Racing Club for a while?"
Li Zan was lost in thought. He turned his head and said, ‘Huh?
"Nothing can be found." Jiang Heng said firmly: "No matter how many people you send, it will all be in vain! If they dare to commit crimes and profit in a society governed by the rule of law, they must be prepared for all responses. Li Zan, a human trafficker
The caution and cruelty are beyond your imagination. Before you are sure, the police should not act rashly even if they have evidence. Because they will destroy the evidence at any cost, and then introduce a scapegoat acceptable to the public, and finally end the criminal chain of human trafficking.
Move into deeper darkness."
Human trafficking is the third largest underground trade in the world after drugs and arms trade. It has long formed a mature business model that is difficult to crack down on. Human traffickers are no less cruel than drug dealers. Action organizations work together from sellers to buyers, making it difficult to crack down.
Evidence collection and detection.
"Destroy witnesses, destroy victims." Jiang Heng calmly narrated: "I have seen a human trafficking case abroad before. The local media, police, and the public paid close attention to this huge human trafficking, and finally ended up in a garbage dump in the suburbs.
The bodies of more than 30 victims were exhumed."
"No 'goods' means there is no business. No victims means there is no crime." Jiang Heng pointed out, and then changed his tone: "But this is also related to the local military and political collusion with human traffickers, which greatly hinders the police from handling the case."
Li Zan was a little shaken: "The problem is that you seem to be deliberately trying to sneak in now."
There was a traffic light at the intersection ahead. I was not very lucky this time. I jumped when I encountered the red light.
"I have a way." Jiang Heng stopped and looked sideways at Li Zan, his eyes a little strange: "I can't live up to your shouts of 'brother', tut!" That sigh sounded like he was complaining that Li Zan was a person from the past.
He is a thin lover who only flirts with people and is not responsible.
"..."
Li Zan felt goosebumps all over his body due to the affectionate and resentful look, and wondered if Jiang Heng would really seize the opportunity to add drama to him. He was obviously a serious provocation at that time.
Forget it, why worry about it too much? As long as you can help him solve the case, it's okay to be patient.
Li Zan turned his body sideways, leaned his head on the seat on the other side of the car window and closed his eyes to rest.
Jiang Heng rubbed his chin, and looked at Li Zan with great interest, whose eyelashes were trembling, and who looked uncomfortable as if he had a flea all over his body. He smiled proudly with his big white teeth.
When the light turned green, Jiang Heng stepped on the accelerator and stared at the road, thinking to himself, Captain Li is so funny!
**
Back at the Dongcheng Branch, Li Zan slammed the car door, put one hand in his pocket, and waved without looking back, not even bothering to say goodbye.
Stepping into the branch, Li Zan looked back at the car still parked at the door. After a while, the car slowly started to drive away. Li Zan touched his nose, walked towards the Criminal Investigation Office, and kicked the door open.
When I opened it, it was still for a moment inside, then it was lively and busy again, everyone was busy with their own things.
Li Zan moved forward slowly, grabbed Chen Jie who was busy and asked: "Are you sure about the identity of that white skeleton?"
Chen Jie casually grabbed a document from the corner of the table and handed it over: "Freshly baked, while it's hot."
Li Zan took it and stood there looking through the documents: "Liao Xueming, born in 1991 in Xinzhou District, Guangdong City, the only son in the family, has been missing for 15 years... He is a violinist? His musical attainments are quite high. He was killed when he was killed
I just returned to China not long ago.”
Chen Jie: "Liao Xueming went abroad at the age of 14 and has been studying violin. He is quite talented in music. He graduated from a well-known foreign music school and returned to China to find a job in the winter of 2014. He soon became the first violinist of the Guangdong-Jiang Xiliu Symphony Orchestra. Well... half a year
He was killed later, but the investigation results showed that Liao Xueming had a clean private life, except for his aloof and eccentric temper... But most literary and artistic workers have this kind of temper."
Lao Zeng poked his head out from behind the computer and echoed: "Liao Xueming went abroad when he was 14 years old. He lived abroad for more than ten years before coming back. He was killed less than half a year after returning. Logically speaking, he had no chance to make enemies and no time to create.
The condition of murder is love, so is it possible that he is not the first victim described by the murderer?"
"You don't necessarily have to make enemies after returning to China." Li Zan flipped through the documents and found that the whole article was about Liao Xueming's excellent overseas resume. After reading two or three pages, he didn't find it boring.
Chen Jie raised her head: "That means Liao Xueming made enemies before he was 14 years old? No, how can a child form such a deep hatred?"
Li Zan took out his voice recorder and played the confession of Han Jingwen's parents.
At first, the surrounding detective comrades didn’t listen very carefully until Han Wenwen’s parents said, ‘…They bullied a girl.’ Everyone put away their smiles and listened carefully to the following recording: “The other two boys have moved.
After leaving, I remember a man named Zhou, who was the richest in the family and whose parents were very doting on him. I can’t remember the specific name.”
"The other one is called Liao, what is Liao? Yes! Liao Xueming! He is the only boy among the three who is under 13 years old. He has excellent academic performance and plays the violin very well!"
…
"The girl's surname is Fang, and her name is Fang Mingxi."
"Fang Mingxi?" Chen Jie murmured the name and said, "What is her relationship with Fang Mingxu?"
Li Zan: "Who is Fang Mingxu?"
Chen Jie: "I met a friend in a K bar a month ago. He is a psychiatrist." After a moment of hesitation, she continued: "He asked me out at noon today. I tried it several times, and Fang Mingxu behaved normally. Speaking of which, he
He is about the same age as the murderer, but his voice is not similar at all."
Li Zan: "Check it out. Fang Mingxu, Fang Mingxi, and this case 14 years ago were investigated from Han Jingwen. He spent 7 months in a juvenile detention center and has a record of the case."
Chen Jie took the initiative to ask Ying: "Leave it to me."
Li Zan asked her: "Can you do it?" Strictly speaking, Chen Jie should avoid suspicion.
Chen Jie made a no-questions-asked gesture and said, "I have met Fang Mingxu three times in total, and we haven't developed any feelings yet. And Captain Li, you reminded me before, so Fang Mingxu has always been on my list of suspicions."
Li Zan: "That's okay."
Lao Zeng: "By the way, who is the third person? The one named Zhou."
"If I guess correctly," Li Zan tapped the recorder repeatedly: "It's Zhou Boxue."
**
Xinzhou District CBD Mingxi Psychological Counseling Agency.
The assistant knocked on the door of Fang Mingxu's office and said to Fang Mingxu behind the desk: "Doctor Fang, the client who made an appointment for today's psychological consultation has arrived."
Fang Mingxu: "Invite him in."
Customers in brand new suits quietly stepped onto the carpet, and the toes of their polished leather shoes reflected light, reflecting an all-white oil painting on the wall inside the room.
Zhou Boxue looked at Fang Mingxu: "Long time no see."
