Three days later, Zhao Yongqi had just returned to the hotel room and was about to take a shower and then go to have a meal, but suddenly he heard the doorbell ringing.

Zhao Yongqi, who threw down his underwear and grabbed and opened the door indiscriminately, turned out to be Wen Chenglong and Dai standing in front of his door, holding a plastic file bag filled with a thick stack of printed paper in his hand.

"Brother Long, Brother Lei, you guys are..." Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but be even more confused when he saw Wen Chenglong's serious appearance.

"Brother Xiao Qi, I have something to ask you for help in the bureau. Let's go in and talk." Wen Chenglong still smiled calmly as usual.

"The bureau? Ask me for help? Okay, come in first." Zhao Yongqi became even more confused. With Guoan's ability, what else should he, a "not-in-class" little man, help?

After leaving the door open, without caring about Wen Chenglong and Dao behind him, he walked straight into the living room and took out two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, threw them to the agents who followed him in, and then sat on the sand and said, "What's the matter? It's so mysterious."

Wen Chenglong and Wei, who were not polite, sat down and took out the stack of paper in the file bag and placed it in front of Zhao Yongqi. Then they said: "This is the detailed information just passed by the bureau. The story is like this. Since February, eight consecutive vicious and vicious incidents have occurred in Hengdian. Originally, it would not be the turn of our Guoan to take over, and it must be the local police station to deal with it. However, the problem is that these eight incidents seem to be in contact, but they all have very confusing aspects. Taking the first case as an example, the deceased was named Lu Deyou, from Nanchang, JX Province, who is 26 years old and engaged in logistics support. He is a full-time staff member in the xxx crew. He usually has no mental history, is humble, and has a colleague.

There was no direct conflict. The police investigated his relics. The day before, he was playing an online game and wrote in his notepad the words, 'I'll buy clothes tomorrow'. Judging from the traces, he did not have the external conditions of suicide and world-loving. Even during lunch for two hours, he was still talking and laughing with his colleagues, without any abnormalities. But no matter how he looked at it, he was considered a stable work, a harmonious relationship with his colleagues, and a normal living standard. However, in the afternoon of the day, he claimed to be a Martian man, saying that he had the ability to not be afraid of fire. Finally, he used the alcohol used in the special effects of the crew to fill his body and suddenly set himself on fire. By the time others rescued him, because the burn was too serious, he died on the spot on the way to the hospital."

Zhao Yongqi, who nodded slightly, looked at Wen Chenglong's remarks while picking up the documents and was looking through the information of the man who was immobilized on the outermost layer. There were also many photos of the photos on these faxes.

"In this USB, there are photos taken by the police, photos of evidence collection, etc.." Wen Chenglong paused slightly and pointed to the electronic equipment at Zhao Yongqi's hand.

"Well, this person seems to be a suicide person, so it seems that this person really shouldn't be a suicide. However, it's hard to guarantee whether he was suddenly stimulated and then became mentally ill and had hallucinations." Zhao Yongqi nodded, as if he agreed with Wen Chenglong's opinion.

"It's true." Wen Chenglong nodded, but then said seriously: "If there is only one such person, it may be a coincidence. However, in the next four months, although in different crews and different positions, seven similar incidents occurred in succession. The last one was the suicide incident of Tian Chao and the others who saw the woman climbing onto a high-altitude crane and finally jumping down. She was also the only person who was still alive until now, but she was in a deep coma and showed no sign of awakening until today. When we got the situation, the hospital believed that the probability of brain death was extremely high."

Dao saw Wen Chenglong stopping, thought for a while and added: "The reasons for suicide of these people are very strange, often like having fantasy. They say they are Martians and then burn themselves; they say they come to outer space and then stab themselves in the throat with a knife; they say they are fairies and want to return to the fairy world, etc. In short, there are all kinds of strange things. The only common point is that they have no tendency to commit suicide in advance, they are all suddenly sick, suddenly self-harm, and the mortality rate is almost 100%.

"Well, then what? What do we Guoan want me for?" After understanding the situation roughly, Zhao Yongqi nodded and put down the documents in his hand.

Wen Chenglong did not hide it and said directly: "These strange suicide cases, because the deceased had problems similar to fantasy before self-harm, so they were taken over by our special case handling department. On the day I was discharged from the hospital, a group had already arrived in Hengdian for a secret investigation. But so far, there has been no progress. Considering Brother Xiao Qi's influence in Hengdian and your ability to solve the problem, the bureau hopes that you can assist in the investigation. Of course, this is not a forced recruitment, and it is mainly based on your personal will, and you have the full right to refuse."

After touching his chin and thinking for a few seconds, Zhao Yongqi turned his eyes to the information that had spread out on the coffee table.

Zhao Yongqi, who was originally trying to say something, suddenly frowned, stopped his movements, and picked up a piece of information showing the place of death from the coffee table.

Seeing Zhao Yongqi's frown, Wen Chenglong and Dai looked at each other, but did not speak, but just waited quietly.

Without raising his head, he repeatedly looked at the paper with only eight lines of words for at least ten minutes. He suddenly waved his hand to Dao and said, "Brother Lei, on my desk in the room, pressed on the map below the 'Performing Arts Encyclopedia', you can help me get it. Yes, you also need a pen."

"Okay!" The dagger turned over and rushed into the study, and took out what Zhao Yongqi wanted in a short while.

Spread the map on the coffee table, and the other things were still on the ground for the time being. Zhao Yongqi, who was kneeling on the side of the coffee table, lay half of his body on it, moved his fingers little by little in the Hengdian map, found the location of the first dead person, and then used a pen to outline a dot on it.

Although Wen Chenglong and Bi didn't understand what Zhao Yongqi was doing, they still squatted beside him and watched him look for him without saying a word.

Finally, all eight points were marked out. Zhao Yongqi repeatedly compared the information several times. After he found that there was no error, his mouth curled up and kept slapping the map in front of him, muttering to himself: "It's interesting, this is really interesting."

"Brother Xiao Qi, what does these dots have to do? I don't think it can be connected into patterns or information, right?" After looking at them for a long time, Dao asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!