I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 112 Dreams and Memories

Jiang Hanwen didn't eat the bowl of pork head in the woman's hand, not because of the blood and tears on the woman's face;
To be honest, Jiang Hanwen didn’t think there was anything wrong with these strange scenes in his dream.

Even seeing the coils of wires wrapped around the man's neck.

Jiang Hanwen didn't feel scared either.

It wasn't until the four dark figures sitting behind him raised their heads and looked at him that Jiang Hanwen noticed something was wrong.

There were four faces that were so distorted that their features could not be seen clearly, which brought back Jiang Hanwen's distant memories.

Four pairs of dark eyes stared at Jiang Hanwen.

The picture seemed to be in a strange stillness at this moment, and a thick sense of depression permeated the air.

Jiang Hanwen is too sensitive to murderous intent

The man who was cooking and the woman who was serving the food did not have a trace of murderous intent, only strong unwillingness and resentment.

The four black shadows exuded naked murderous intent, as if they were four evil ghosts ready to devour anyone.

The woman was holding a bowl of pig's head and was so frightened that she dared not move.

Jiang Hanwen raised his legs to block the woman, with his back to the four shadows.

After a long pause, Jiang Hanwen sighed and nodded to the woman.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood and tears from the woman's eyes.

She walked over to the man who was cooking, untied the tightly wrapped electrical wire from his neck, and wrapped it around her own hands.

Pick up the wok and spatula from the stove.

He waved at the couple.

The two people seemed unable to speak, but they still obediently stepped back.

"Meow."

The black cat on my shoulder jumped to the side and made a sharp but somewhat hurried sound.

Jiang Hanwen's eyes turned a faint red, and he swung the wok back and forth in his hands.

He strode towards the four dark shadows.

The four dark shadows seemed to sense something was wrong.

They all picked up their stools and looked at Jiang Hanwen warily.

"You don't want to show your face, right? I'll beat you until you show your face!"

Jiang Hanwen took a step forward suddenly, with wind blowing in his ears, and swung the spatula in his right hand towards the head of the fat black shadow in the front.

"Boom"

With a dull thud, the shadow's head was knocked to one side, and the black color on his face became much lighter.

The other party had no time to act.
Next second,
An incomparable murderous aura burst out from Jiang Hanwen, which was like tentacles that bound the black shadow's hands and feet and directly tore off his arms.

Jiang Hanwen moved too quickly and one of them fell down.

The three dark shadows behind finally reacted and raised the plastic stools in their hands to resist.

"Crack!"

The frying pan and the stool hit a thin man in the face with such force that the thin man flew backwards.

Seeing this, the man on the left raised a stool and smashed it towards Jiang Hanwen's head. Jiang Hanwen blocked it with the iron pot in his left hand.

Another round blow.

Charge left and right, within a few moves.

The four dark shadows have all fallen to the ground.

Jiang Hanwen was like a tiger pouncing on a sheep, punching anyone in the face when he caught one.

The fist wrapped in electric wire threw three punches, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. However, the face of the black shadow became clearer, and it turned out to be a fat man with small eyes.

Jiang Hanwen followed suit and threw a bunch of punches.

The faces of the four shadows all became clear.

Seeing these four faces, Jiang Hanwen took a breath and let out a low, sinister laugh. "I finally remembered. You four little beasts can't run away!"

At this moment, a familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly came to my ears.

When Jiang Hanwen woke up, it was already dawn.

The hunger in my stomach felt like it was burning on fire.

Dry mouth.

I glanced at my phone and saw that it was full of missed calls.

Jiang Hanwen pressed his temples, but his head was still buzzing.

I can’t remember how long it has been since I had such a long dream. It was so messy and tiring.

What happened to his recent state? Jiang Hanwen was a little confused. In the past, he could only recall the text of the original file for the details of the case.

But since the Harbin case, when Zhao Youde was dealt with in the interrogation room,

Jiang Hanwen clearly felt that his ability to visualize words and his imagination had greatly improved.

If you are not careful, the text descriptions in your mind will be substituted into the picture and become a visual image.

This is a fusion of imagination and empathy, similar to Sherlock Holmes's reconstruction of scenes in his mind.

I always thought this was an exaggeration by artists, but I didn't expect it to happen to me.

Jiang Hanwen washed his face with cold water.

After a while, his mind gradually became clear and a smile appeared on his face.

All the trouble in the dream was not in vain.

He had already remembered the appearances of the four murderers. To be honest, thinking of the appearances of four people in the vast ocean of memory was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Because there are countless files, and in the corner of a page of the file, there are a few unclear photos of the murderer. Generally speaking, forgetting is the norm.

It would be strange if I could remember it.

But it was this bizarre dream that allowed Jiang Hanwen to find those memory fragments from the cracks in his memory, and eventually piece them together into a series of clear faces.

The fat man with small eyes who was the leader was Fu, the thin man Zhang, the bearded man Wang, and the long-haired Zhao were all natives of Langya. They did not escape after committing the crime.

This means.

The Langya police previously judged that the murderer was a vagrant from outside the province, but there was something wrong with this direction.

That's why we are just trying to catch fish in a tree. There has been no substantial progress in more than half a month.

These beasts are quite courageous. Knowing that the police are conducting rounds of carpet-style investigations, they still dare to stay in the local area and not run away.

In fact, it was precisely because the behavior of these beasts did not appear abnormal that the police were not investigated.

If they flee immediately after committing a crime, it will attract the attention of people around them and the police.

At this time,

The phone in Jiang Hanwen's pocket rang.

Picked up the phone and answered the call:
"Hello, Director Liu, is there any new progress in the case?"

"Advisor Jiang, there has been no progress. The only good news is that the forensic report has been completed. The details of the murderer's crime are clear. I will report to you later."

"Okay, have all the outsiders been checked?"

Jiang Hanwen asked casually. He didn't want the police to stop screening foreign population immediately.

If the police suddenly go against their usual practice and change the direction of their investigation, it will alert the murderer, causing him to escape and making the pursuit more difficult.

"Yes, he touched it again. The surveillance camera is still watching. Damn those beasts!" Liu Weiming cursed. Obviously, after such a long battle, this old fox was on the verge of collapse.

"Chief Liu, I have an idea. Please gather all the available personnel in the police station to the conference room for a meeting."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hanwen went downstairs to the hotel restaurant to have breakfast. He had a pancake wrapped with green onions and a bowl of spicy soup, which he ate very quickly.

"Advisor Jiang, Advisor Jiang."

It was the voice of Captain Li from the Criminal Police Team.

(End of this chapter)