Lin Jixin didn't see Yue Bing when he arrived, so he probably went to the death territory again.

He walked to the basement with the box, carefully put it down and opened it, and placed the light ball inside on the ground. With his low voice, the light ball continued to expand and became a two-meter-high aperture. Looking at the two cracks of space standing side by side, he sighed with satisfaction.

At this moment, the space crack in the death territory shook slightly, and Yue Bing appeared in front of him.

When Yue Bing saw him at first sight, he screamed happily and threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Not to mention the happiness they met, Ding Jing was sitting opposite each other and chatting in a elegant seat in a tea room not far away.

Directly opposite her was a man with a square face in his forties, slightly fat, and a young man in his early twenties. He seemed to be a driver or a follower, and he honestly lowered his head and hugged his side.

The fat man took a sip of hot tea and sighed: "It turns out that Lao Wang is good at craftsmanship. I can't make this taste there."

Ding Jing glanced at him calmly: "Uncle Fang, if you have something to say, just say it."

She couldn't believe that Fang Nianhui, the police chief of Hongliu Branch, was just here to invite her to have tea.

Fang Nian was not embarrassed after being exposed at all. He smiled: "It's true that there is something small, I want to ask you for help."

"Do you know these two people?" Fang Nian pushed a stack of photos over.

Ding Jing saw a man in his early thirties at the top, with a white cloth covering the bottom, half of his body was naked, his eyes were half-closed and his expression was twisted, which seemed very painful.

This dead man scared Ding Jing. Of course, she knew that Fang Nian had deliberately not said that it was a temptation before, and was both angry and angry: "Fang Nian, what do you mean!?"

She felt a little sadness in her heart. If her father hadn't lost his power, how could a small police chief dare to be so presumptuous in front of her?

Fang Nian still smiled with a good temper, but he didn't give in: "Miss Ding, what were you doing in Meishi Villa on January 3?"

Meishi Villa? Ding Jing immediately recalled that chaotic night, and his expression changed slightly: "Drink with a few friends."

Fang Nian risked her offending Ding Jing, and of course she wouldn't have only grasped this situation.

He asked again: "You said in the police inquiry record that you left Meishi Villa early because of something. Can you tell me what happened before leaving Meishi Villa?"

Ding Jing was confused: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Miss Ding, look." Fang Nian spread out the photo and took out one from it.

In the photo, a woman in a red dress was walking towards the taxi with someone on her back. Ding Jing recognized at a glance that the woman was her, and her heart couldn't help but tremble again.

"What I want to ask is, who carried you into the car that night?" Fang Nian asked.

Fang Nian was also very depressed as he spoke. The person who was betraying Ding Jing was really lucky. The distance from going out to taking a taxi was not short. He was completely blocked by Ding Jing's body. Not to mention his appearance, he couldn't even figure out the height, shortness, fatness and thinness. No one in the bureau suspected that this person was deliberately blocking Ding Jing, but it really had to be so accurate that even a corner of his clothes did not appear in the camera. Not to mention people, it would be easy for a computer to do it!

The person who carried me! Ding Jing shook his heart again and looked at Fang Nian with a serious look: "Uncle Fang, what's going on? If you don't explain it clearly, I'll leave first."

Although the Ding Jing's family is not as powerful as before due to the loss of power by former mayor Ding Hong, the real purpose of Fang Nian here is actually to sell Ding Jing a good deal. Since that person sent Ding Jing home, he must be an acquaintance Ding Jing knew, and he did not want to offend Ding Jing for this case.

Ding Hong is a man with a strong foundation, and no one is sure whether he will make a comeback. It is not a big mistake to burn a cold stove in advance. As for the dead, the two powerless migrant workers, even if they do a little too much, no one will stand up and talk to the two.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have asked Ding Jing to meet in the tea room.

Seeing that Ding Jing was finally anxious, Fang Nian felt that the favor was meaningful. He first glanced at the driver next to him: "Xiaolin, then help me call a pot of 'Biluochun'."

After the driver Xiaolin left with knowledge and tactfulness, Fang Nian looked at Ding Jing again: "Miss Ding, look."

He clicked the photo in the middle of the table: "Your dress was torn, and we collected red silk threads from the nails of the two dead just now. I hope you provide this dress for us to verify."

"I've thrown away that kind of ragged thing long ago." Ding Jing seemed to feel something, and her heart tightened.

As if I had known Ding Jing would say this, Fang Nian said: "The sanitation system has fixed staff, and garbage disposal also has a prescribed process. As long as you tell me the time to throw the skirt, we will find him."

He smiled again: "If Miss Ding can help us find it, of course it would be better."

Looking at Ding Jing with a gloomy expression, he said sincerely: "Miss Ding, according to the clues you have now, these two people should have been hurt when they want to do something wrong..."

"That's it!" Ding Jing shook a lot.

"Well, we highly doubt that their target is you!" Fang Nian continued, "This could have been considered a brave act, but that man was too serious..."

Without observing, we can see that Ding Jing is now in a mess. After thinking about it, Fang Nian didn't say more: "This is a major case of two lives. In any case, we will try our best to investigate. If we can really confirm that the motive for the crime is to act bravely, it will probably only be considered manslaughter. These two people are ordinary migrant workers. As long as they operate it, they can handle their families. The judge will definitely consider these things and will definitely not be sentenced too heavily. If they can surrender, there will be a possibility of further reduction of the punishment."

Speaking of this, it seemed a little too explicit. Fang Nian picked up the teacup and sipped it gently.

"My mind is so messy now. I'll leave first. If there is any news, I will definitely tell you."

"Okay, go slowly."

After Ding Jing left, Fang Nian sat down again, leisurely poured a cup of hot tea, and began to taste it with a squinted eyes.
Chapter completed!