I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

"Yes... the method was a bit brutal."

It seems like the murderer did it on purpose.

He deliberately wanted to see Mo Xun's pained expression.

The unfinished building was not the primary murder scene, but it was the primary location where the body was dumped. Currently, the forensic team is still collecting footprints and other traces at the scene.

"Seeking revenge?"

There isn't much information available right now, but after reviewing it, Nan Punian proposed this possible direction.

Wang Yaqin nodded, "That's what I think too."

There is another possibility: it could be a psychopathic antisocial personality disorder.

That would make the scope of the investigation too broad. Considering what Mo Xun did before his death, Wang Yaqin is even more inclined to believe it was a revenge killing.

This tongue-pulling... is more like a punishment.

"Start the investigation from this direction, focusing on those in Hangzhou who have recently suffered 'persecution' from Mo Xun."

Nanpu Niandao.

"it is good."

Wang Yaqin nodded, "By the way, although the trending topic has been removed, quite a few people are still paying attention to it. Director Guo hopes that the case can be solved as soon as possible."

"Then let him come?"

Nan Punian raised an eyebrow.

Wang Yaqin: ...

"You tell him that yourself; I'm not going to pass it on for you."

Wang Yaqin rolled her eyes, but she was actually quite pleased. As soon as possible, this was a case, not child's play. Haste makes waste, and haste makes waste... Haven't you heard of these sayings?

As our ancestors said, one should not rush things, and should always act as quickly as possible.

They haven't even found the original crime scene yet, so how fast can they go?
However, as a subordinate with a family to support, he didn't dare to argue back.

"Row."

Nan Pu readily agreed.

That old man has been away from the front lines for too long; he always wants everything done quickly, and he's been fed up with that for a long time.

Wang Yaqin raised her hand and gave him a thumbs up, then turned to look at Nan Shu, who was sitting on the sofa, half asleep, with pity in her eyes.

"Xiao Shu, if you're sleepy, go back and rest first."

Nan Punian frowned slightly and said:

"Or you can sleep in the dorm for a while and go back to get some rest tomorrow."

The information we've gathered so far is far too little. Next, we need to review the cases Mo Xun has been involved in and find victims who fit the criteria for revenge killings... This is going to be a tedious task.

Nan Shu left home at six or seven in the morning yesterday and hasn't rested for almost twenty hours.

Nan Punian was worried that the little girl would die suddenly.

Although he himself once had a record of sleeping only three hours in three days, how could Nan Shu be the same as him?

Nan Shu was actually a little slow to process what was happening. Upon hearing this, she nodded and didn't try to be brave.

Only when you are well-rested can you work more efficiently.

"Sister Yaqin, Team Leader Nan... I'll go to my dorm to lie down for a while. Call me if you get any messages."

Nan Shu stood up.

"Go."

Nan Punian should be fine. The next day, when Nan Shu opened her eyes, it was already noon.

Nan Shu: ...

After having a quick meal in the cafeteria, Nan Shu pushed open the door to the large office.

Nan Shu placed a cup of milk tea next to Li Feng.

Li Feng was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, slowly turned his head, and glanced at Nan Shu with blank eyes. "Oh, Nan, did you bring me the milk tea? Thanks."

Nan Shu: ...

"Brother Li, are you obsessed with this?"

Nan Shu was both amused and exasperated.

"To be specific, I'm almost sick of watching it!" Despite his usual carefree attitude, Li Feng is bold yet meticulous, which is why he's always the one tasked with reviewing surveillance footage and researching information.

The surveillance footage is fine, but it's tiring for the eyes.

But this time is different.

He not only had to use his eyes, but also his brain, to look at the civil and criminal cases that Mo Xun had been involved in, and at the same time, based on his own case-handling experience, to screen out cases with more serious consequences, so serious that they might lead to murder.

He's been numb since last night.

My butt is practically flat from sitting so long, but the document still seems endless, densely packed with text.

How come Mo Xun has gotten into so many lawsuits?!

"Xiao Nan, can you cover for me for a while? I'm so sleepy, I'm going to lie down and take a nap."

Li Feng picked up the milk tea with trembling hands, took a sip, and after saying those words, he slammed his head on the table and passed out.

Nan Shu: !!!
Seeing that Li Feng was breathing evenly and was really just asleep, Nan Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the computer in front of Li Feng, Nan Shu moved him aside and began to look at the litigation case materials.

Li Feng is currently reviewing a criminal case.

Nan Shu quickly glanced through the information, and her brows immediately furrowed.

The deceased, named Park Kyung, was murdered by her husband with a knife during their divorce proceedings. Mo Xun used some tricks to lure their son from his maternal grandparents' house back to his paternal grandparents' house, and then made the deceased's son write a letter of forgiveness to his father.

This saved the deceased's husband from the death penalty; he didn't even receive a suspended death sentence, but was instead sentenced to ten years in prison.

Furthermore, custody of the child was awarded to the man's parents.

Nan Shu took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and filled in the names of the woman's parents on the form.

Put yourself in their shoes. If your only daughter suffered like this, and the murderer only had to serve ten years in prison, or even have his sentence reduced if he behaved well, how could you not feel resentful?

Just as I was about to open the next document, my phone rang.

Nan Shu was taken aback when she saw the name jumping on the screen.

pick up.

"Uncle Ji."

"Xiao Nan, are you busy?"

Nan Shu glanced subconsciously at Li Feng, who was fast asleep beside her, got up, and walked out of the office. "Luckily, he's looking at some documents."

"Is it the case of the unfinished building in the northern suburbs?"

"Yes... Uncle Ji, you've heard about it too?"

"It's trending on social media, how could I not have heard about it?"

Ji Feng paused, his tone losing its initial gentleness and becoming serious, "Based on my experience in handling cases, this case... may not be simple."

After all, the way he died was just too bizarre.

Furthermore, the murderer specifically chose a notorious abandoned building, supposedly sparsely populated, as the location to dump the body, which seems very strange.

"However, I believe in your abilities."

Nan Shu: ...

She doesn't really believe in herself.

"Getting back to the main point, I'm calling to tell you that there's news from Gansu Province."

After that phone call, Ji Feng and his colleagues took Chen Peng and flew to Gansu Province that same day.

at this time.

He is currently staying at a hotel prepared for him by the Ningzhou District Detachment in Gansu Province.

"In Chen Peng's small courtyard, a total of ten bodies with different injuries were dug out, all of which had been reduced to skeletons."

"Over the past two days, we've been working intensively to screen, investigate, and compare information, and we've successfully matched five people's information with the missing persons database..."

According to forensic examination, one of the women died sixteen years ago.

Chen Peng confessed that the deceased and he were lovers.

At that time, Chen Peng and his deceased wife had only been married for a short time and were living apart. He met the deceased in a local dance hall and they began a romantic relationship.

Chen Peng often brought the deceased to stay overnight in the courtyard, and over time, their relationship grew increasingly intimate. (End of Chapter)