under hope

This is the eighth time Lao Wang has gone to investigate a case alone. He is not very gregarious, and no one knows how he has persisted over the years.

At the police station, he formed his own group and was mainly responsible for handling some civil disputes. Originally, it was not his turn to take over this case.

It was only because he overheard the content while passing by the conference room that he excitedly broke in to express his opinion.

Obviously, the police officers couldn't understand his childish thoughts, and simply kicking him out would be the greatest mercy.

After dealing with civil disputes for so many years, Lao Wang has transformed from a young man into a bachelor police officer working for three years.

When he applied for the police academy, he didn't have a dream. He also wanted to solve a big case, just like in the movie.

His hard work in handling civil disputes for so many years is not in vain. Now the city's public security is very stable.

Lao Wang, who had been idle for several days, was full of passion and had nothing to do. Now, his chance to realize his dream finally came.

According to his conjecture, the murderer used the riddle as a reference to kill one person in the morning, one person at noon and one person in the evening.

There are still five or six hours before evening. He must deduce the murderer's next crime location within this time limit.

"I will let them know that I, Wang Fangbo, can't only deal with civil matters."

He raised his fist in the direction of the conference room and returned to his office confidently.

He recalled what he heard in the conference room and drew a tree diagram on the paper in a decent manner.

"Ouch? Lao Wang? Seriously?"

A colleague came over curiously and looked at the crooked pictures on the paper. The other person patted his shoulder mockingly.

"Go! Go! Go! I have my own ideas, don't disturb me."

Lao Wang pushed his colleague aside and then immersed himself in his thoughts.

"Hey, this old king……"

The colleague shook his head and left muttering.

Looking at Lao Wang, he was still mentally screening who the murderer's target would be.

There are very few elderly people in this city who still stick to their posts.

And how did the murderer kill people in two cities on the same day? Even if the child was killed last night, he wouldn't be able to reach the north in one night.

The city where the factory owner lives is far away from here. Even taking the fastest train would take two days and two nights, and there are no stops in between.

Could it be that he has an accomplice? They may have contacted each other by mobile phone and made an appointment for one person to kill a target. If calculated that way, there would be at least three suspects.

So where will this third person commit the murder? If he committed a crime in another city, wouldn't his current behavior be in vain? The higher-ups won't listen to his advice.

Thinking of this, Lao Wang was immediately discouraged. It seems that dreams are still dreams after all, and their essence is still a dream, which is illusory.

"Sigh... I'm still meddling..."

Lao Wang looked out the window melancholy and thought of his future.

He was thirty years old this year and had not found a wife. His parents died early and only one sister was left in a foreign country. He went to college.

His sister said that he had found a job, and now he was working and going to school at the same time, so he didn’t have to worry about it.

He was living alone here, taking care of all kinds of trivial things every day, and he already felt bored.

""Ding, ding

, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." Just as Lao Wang sighed, the phone on the table suddenly rang. It must have been a quarrel over some trivial matter.

"Hello, this is the police."

Lao Wang answered the phone

"Hey, Brother Wang, I am Xiaojuan from the east market. There is a scoundrel bullying me and trying to deceive me. Can you take care of it?"

When work comes, you have to do it, right? Lao Wang put on his coat and hat and walked out of the police station.

When he came to the bustling open-air market, before he reached Xiaojuan's shop, he heard Xiaojuan's voice from a distance. Juan's loud voice

"Why are you like this? Don't you understand? I am collecting leeks. If you give me leeks, I only pay one dollar per catty."

The crowd watching the excitement surrounded Xiaojuan's vegetable shop, and he struggled to squeeze in.

In front of the vegetable shop, Xiaojuan leaned forward, put his hands on his hips, and argued with the opponent aggressively.

Then he looked towards Her opponent was a young man wearing a white collared shirt. The pen in his jacket pocket gave him a bookish aroma.

"Auntie, what I brought here are leeks. You wrote about collecting leeks, but you don’t recognize it now."

The young man said to Xiaojuan politely.

"What an aunt, you are the aunt! I'm only over 20 years old, and what you're getting is not leeks."

Xiaojuan was so angry that she wanted to hit the other person on the head, so he rushed forward quickly.

"Okay, police."

He held his hat, but before he could stand still, Xiaojuan grabbed his arm.

"Brother Wang, come here. This man is telling lies and deceiving me with wheat seedlings."

Xiaojuan pointed at the green plants and said

"This is a leek, my father told me, it cannot be wheat seedlings."

The young man said seriously.

Lao Wang came to the front and took a look. There were fine hairs on the leaves of the plant. Looking at the many leaves, Lao Wang could tell at a glance that it was not a leek.

"Alas, young man, you are a wheat seedling."

Lao Wang sighed and said helplessly to the young man.

"Impossible police officer, my father is the manager of the vegetable greenhouse here, he can't admit his mistake, this..."

The young man smiled slightly and answered rationally, but a hoarse and loud voice interrupted him

"Hunky boy! I told you that there was a leek field on the left, but you still cut away the wheat seedlings on the right!"

An old man squeezed in holding a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, which confused the young man.

"dad? What are you doing here?"

The young man was still very confused. In his daze, the old man had alreadyCovered his ears

"You idiot, don't know the difference between left and right? I still want the fallen leaves to return to their roots, so it seems I have to stay here to teach you!"

"Everyone, I'm sorry, this kid has little knowledge and is just studying hard."

The old man apologized to Xiaojuan while beating the young man.

This is Lao Dingtou. His hometown is in the north, but I have never heard that he has a son.

Seeing that the matter is over, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed, but Ding The old man had a saying that opened up a new way of thinking for Lao Wang.

The fallen leaves return to their roots, which means that when they grow old, they will be buried in their hometown. People will do different things at different ages. The murderer kills according to the order of the riddle. Can it also be used as"people"? How to deduce"behavior"?

He grew up at home when he was young, went out to fight when he grew up, and returned to his roots when he was old.

This corresponds to the location of the crime. The boy was killed in the city park, which was"home", and the factory owner was killed far north. That symbolizes"struggle" outside, so when the old fallen leaves return to their roots, they will still be at"home".

It's a park! The murderer will kill a person in the park of this city!

"Brother Wang, come to my house later and I will make noodles for you."

Xiaojuan coyly invited Lao Wang, but Lao Wang was overjoyed by the smooth flow of her thoughts. She turned around and said"I still have something to do" and hurried to the park.

He wanted to ambush the murderer in advance and kill him at the moment of his murder. Arrest.

It is now 16 o'clock in the afternoon, and he has been at the scene of the boy's murder in the park for two hours.

There is still some time before the sun goes down. He thinks that the setting sun can also symbolize old age, not just at night, so he goes early Came over.

But the murder scene has been blocked by the police. No normal person would come here. That means the murderer might have committed the murder elsewhere and then dragged him here. In this case, squatting here would be in vain. Anyway, He couldn't stop the murderer.

Thinking of this, he was discouraged again. Just as he was about to get up, he heard someone talking not far away, and Lao Wang hurriedly hid again.

"No, this place is blocked."

It was a young female voice. It sounded familiar, but Lao Wang didn't dare to think about it.

"That's good, no one will come."

Another strong male voice sounded. This old man was very familiar with him. He was Director Zhang of the city's Education Bureau. Director Zhang was over fifty years old. He married a young daughter-in-law not long ago. Not to mention she was very nourishing, but there were also disadvantages. Due to his reputation, some people said that he often committed domestic violence.

The young daughter-in-law also came to the police station to report a case, saying that Mr. Zhang beat her, but the police could not find any valid evidence, so the matter was dropped.

"Hey, what are you doing?……"

The female voice suddenly raised several pitches, followed by a loud slap.

"Bitch! You've been with me for so long and you still don't let me touch you?"

This was Director Zhang's curse. Lao Wang already knew what they were going to do.

He stuck his head out and was shocked by the girl who was knocked to the ground.

"Is it Ah Ying?"

A Ying is a girl from the neighbor's house. They are 10 years apart. When he was preparing for the exam at home, the girl often came to play with him. As time went by, the two gradually developed some ideas, but due to the age difference, they I never pierced the window paper.

"Okay, I was wondering why I haven’t received any news in the past few years. It turns out that this old guy intercepted Hu!"

Seeing the old girl being punched and kicked by the ugly old man, the veins on Lao Wang's forehead popped out because of anger, but he was here to arrest the murderer and could not act rashly.

"Out of sight, out of mind..."

Lao Wang blocked his ears and turned away, tears streaming down his face. Between stopping the beating and solving the big case, he chose the latter.

"ah! Don't come over!"

The girl suddenly let out a scream, followed closely by Director Zhang's moans and the crisp sound of hitting something hard.

"what?"

Lao Wang stuck his head out again. This time, he saw a guy in a black coat, and Director Zhang had become a cold corpse.

The girl had blood spattered on her face, and she collapsed on the ground in fear. , and kept kowtowing to the guy.

But the guy ignored her, and continued to cut Director Zhang’s leg bones almost selflessly.

"Will he cut off three limbs? If so, then my guess is absolutely correct."

Lao Wang did not rush out immediately at this time. In order to confirm his conjecture, he chose to observe the murderer's behavior.

The murderer used a short knife, which made the action of cutting the bones not smooth. It took him a long time to chop. Cut off a leg completely

"Yes, yes, and then the second one..."

Lao Wang murmured, his eyes revealing his desire for the result.

The murderer placed the severed leg in Director Zhang's hand. Just as Lao Wang expected, the murderer Go and cut another leg

"Right, that is it! After cutting this leg, it's time to cut it, but only cut one, because of the 'late three legs'."

Old Wang stared closely at the murder scene, his eyes following the movement of the murderer's blade, as if he had forgotten his identity and what he should do.

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