Chapter 187

Even the police officers outside the stadium couldn't stop this man. He was extremely agile and quickly jumped off the edge of the stair railing.

Many police officers were chasing after him, Meng Kefan and Ling Tian jumped down to chase, but the man pushed away a man riding a model car, snatched the other man's motorcycle, got on and ran away.

"Don't let him run away!"

The police opened fire, but missed the speeding killer, watching him escape from sight.

The deputy captain and several police officers also opened the police car door, quickly started the police car, and chased after him.

Meng Kefan and his two legs had to stop. He immediately contacted the traffic department to help stop the escaped murderer.

Back in the art center, everyone asked about the situation. Meng Kefan said, "That guy was too fast, so he escaped. I went after him. I also contacted the traffic center to help arrest him."

After saying this, he asked the other police officers present to assist in the hunt for the murderer.

After the task was assigned, he looked at Fu Xien, Feng Yehan and the others again, "Thank you very much for your help, I won't waste your time, you can go back first, and I will contact you if you have any questions. Stay at Xingwan, and I will talk to you later." I'm going back to the branch, and I need you to draw a portrait of the suspect."

"Okay, I see." Shen Xingwan nodded, then looked at Feng Yehan and the others, "Go back first!"

Feng Yehan looked at Fu Xien, "Boss Fu, you can go back first, I will protect Xingwan here."

"I don't need your protection, you go back too."

Shen Xingwan glanced at him coldly, thinking he was in the way here.

Feng Yehan felt very humiliated, how could she talk to him with such an attitude in front of Fu Xien?
Feng Shaoyu grabbed his elder brother's arm, "Go! Let's go brother! Don't hinder sister-in-law and the others from doing business here."

Feng Yehan didn't want to leave, but he was dragged away anyway. Fu Xien greeted him and led others away.

Shen Xingwan stayed and waited for Meng Kefan and the others to withdraw. At this time, there were still police officers searching for the murder weapon in the venue.

The murderer did not take the murder weapon with him when he fled, indicating that the murder weapon may still be hidden in the venue.

Sure enough, they finally found the murder weapon in the toilet tank of another bathroom, which was a round spherical hammer bigger than a man's fist.

The murder weapon was found, and the criminal investigation team did a good job of investigating the scene, and took away the body of the deceased. The case is now being sealed off.

Meng Kefan ordered the team to withdraw, and some people followed him back to the sub-office first.

Shen Xingwan followed Meng Kefan back to the sub-bureau and attended an emergency meeting, where she described the murderer's process and characteristics.

"By the way, he holds the murder weapon in his left hand. I guess he may be left-handed." Shen Xingwan told all he knew.

Meng Kefan nodded, "At present, we can be sure that the murderer's age should be between 20 and 35 years old, with a height of 180, and an obvious scar on the back of his right hand..."

After the criminal profile was done, Meng Kefan ordered the various teams to act quickly. The forensic and physical evidence departments should confirm the identity of the deceased, the murderer's footprints and fingerprints as soon as possible. The most important thing is to ask Shen Xingwan to make a portrait of the murderer.

"Ok."

When Shen Xingwan returned to the office, he began to draw.

Relying on her memory and analysis of the murderer's characteristics, this time, she only spent an hour drawing the portrait.

After having the portrait, Meng Kefan immediately distributed the portrait of the murderer to each unit, and announced it to the public to fully arrest the murderer.

The murderer was very unusual. He branched off from the road on his motorcycle, took a small road, flew over a ditch several meters wide, and quickly merged into the dark night. He successfully escaped the cameras and got rid of the police car. hunt.

Seeing the murderer fleeing on a bicycle, the police officers were very angry, but there was nothing they could do.

The night is too dark and the road conditions are too bad, there is no way for their car to chase them!
When the investigation failed, the police officers couldn't explain it to Meng Kefan, but Meng Kefan didn't blame them, but instead informed the police from the police station in the area where the murderer escaped to assist in the investigation.

Moreover, the major exits leaving Jiangchuan have been searched by additional police forces to ensure that the murderer does not escape.

The forensic doctor soon got news and confirmed the identity of the deceased. His name was Guo Meini, and his identity was a reporter from Jiangchuan Daily.

The purpose of coming to the concert tonight is to interview the international pianist after the concert is over.

Unexpectedly, she was killed in the bathroom.

After confirming the identity of the deceased, the police will also start to trace the suspected murderer from Guo Meini's interpersonal relationship.

The entire Jiangchuan sub-bureau was busy working overtime. The family members of the deceased also came to the bureau to identify the body, and the police also wanted to question their families.

Shen Xingwan did not leave immediately after making the portrait, but stayed and continued to paint the previous skull portrait.

She intends to determine this portrait as soon as possible, so as to help the police solve the case as soon as possible.

Near 11 o'clock, Meng Kefan's meeting ended. Seeing that she was still painting, he told her to go back early to rest.

"how about you?"

"Don't worry about me, I can't leave tonight." Meng Kefan didn't have time to see Shen Xingwan off, and said, "Why don't you call a car?"

"I see, don't worry about me."

Shen Xingwan packed his things and planned to come back tomorrow morning.

Walking out of the Jiangchuan branch, Shen Xingwan planned to hail a taxi, but saw a familiar car slowly approaching.

It was not Master Wei who was driving, but Feng Yehan himself.

Shen Xingwan was a little surprised, he actually came to pick her up?

When the car window fell, the man's handsome and resolute face was revealed, his tone was light but could not be refuted, "Get in the car."

Shen Xingwan was not pretentious, opened the car door and sat in, the man started the engine, and the car drove out.

Feng Yehan held the steering wheel with his slender hands, stared straight ahead, and remained silent. Shen Xingwan glanced at him and asked, "Why did you come here in person? Where's Master Wei?"

"Master Wei is on leave."

Feng Yehan didn't say that he was the one who temporarily gave Master Wei a vacation. Didn't he want to come and pick up his wife himself?
"Oh, why are you picking me up? I can take a taxi myself."

The more Shen Xingwan wanted to distance himself from him, to distance himself from him, but this guy kept popping up.

"What kind of car? Do I have no car? Am I just a display?"

Feng Yehan quickly turned his head and glared at her, the man's eyes were dark and filled with a touch of anger.

"That's not what I mean. I just think it's a matter of a few dollars. You don't need to drive over in a luxury car. In the middle of the night, are you full?"

Shen Xingwan pursed his lips and said.

"Can I not come?"

Feng Yehan put on a worried tone, "I'm here to pick you up, it's for your safety, do you know that your life may die anytime, anywhere?"

Shen Xingwan didn't take it seriously, "Cut! In the past six years, I didn't have you to pick me up, so I can still live well. Do you think you won't turn the earth if you leave it?"

Feng Yehan's eyes darkened a bit, and his tone became more serious, "The situation is different now."

"Why is it different?" Shen Xingwan felt that he was playing tricks.

(End of this chapter)

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