Start with Psychic Forensics

But Fang Ze refused to intervene in the final work of the case for some unknown reason, so Wu Fei could only stand up and control the investigation process.

Everyone has been discussing for a long time.

Unanimously decided to conduct a surprise interrogation against Wang Junyu.

It would be fine if there was no second murderer.

If there are any, they will be arrested as soon as they are asked.

Wang Junyu is only a middle school student, he does not have such a strong mentality and quality.

Facing the police interrogation, it will not last long.

Wu Fei opened his mouth and said, "Okay, let's interrogate Wang Junyu now."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Yun, who had been silent, and said, "Director Qin, what are you thinking?"

Qin Yun frowned slightly and said, "Is there something wrong with Fang Ze?

hide from us"

Wu Fei was stunned.

"Wu Fei, did Fang Ze tell you when he came back?"

Hearing this, Wu Fei thought for a while and hesitated.

"No."

"Not really"

Qin Yun looked at Wu Fei suspiciously.

Wu Fei smiled and said, "Of course not, I'll definitely tell you if there is."

"Oh."

Qin Yun nodded and said, "Okay then."

"You guys are busy first, I'm going back to the department."

After speaking, Qin Yun turned around and left.

Wu Fei waved his hand and said, "Go, interrogate Wang Junyu."

9:[-] pm: [-]:.

Fang Ze glanced at the time, got up and walked out of the lounge.

Looking at Wang Junyu who was being interrogated, Fang Ze left the city bureau after hesitating for a while.

Municipal Parking Lot.

Fang Ze started the car, but instead of leaving immediately, he opened the window and lit a cigarette.

“About an hour left”

Fang Ze let out a breath of smoke and whispered to himself.

Time passed slowly.

One cigarette and two cigarettes, Fang Ze smoked so much for the first time.

He seemed to be stuck in a choice.

Nine thirty in the evening.

Abandoned warehouse where the incident occurred.

Although the door was closed, there were two people inside.

In the dim warehouse, Han Yang was covered in cold sweat, with a look of fear in his eyes, and kept retreating.

In front of him, a young man wearing a black trench coat and an ink mask is pressing step by step.

In his hand, he held an extremely sharp dagger, exuding a fierce cold light.

"you you you"

"What the hell do you want to do!"

Han Yang swallowed his saliva, his face turning pale.

"In order to satisfy the perverted animal desires, two girls were brutally tortured to death."

"What do you think I want to do for someone like you who doesn't deserve to live?"

The youth's deep voice sounded, as if it was a whisper from hell.

These two words made Han Yang's face even paler.

He pointed at the young man and trembled: "So what!"

"Fan Qingyi, Fan Qingqi, those two bitches! If they dare to refuse me, and they still do something to me, I will make them regret it!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the young man became depressed again.

"Who the hell are you a police officer?"