Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

"Awesome." Bai Ji'an pushed the coffee in front of Tan Jie. He looked up at the paused video and sighed, "I didn't expect you to have such a special skill."

Bai Ji'an rarely praised others, so when he said it suddenly, Tan Jie was a little embarrassed.

"I'm really good at making handicrafts. I'm good at origami, paper-cutting, painting, etc. But I'm only good at coaxing children."

Tan Jie couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the efforts he had made to become a kindergarten teacher.

Unexpectedly, after practicing for so long, I still failed halfway through starting a business.

"Sure enough, professional ones are different." Bai Jixin patted Tan Jie on the shoulder with satisfaction, "It's just you."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Ji'an bent down again and took out a long gray cloth bag from the right side of the sofa, as if by magic.

When I opened it, I found a mobile phone stand inside.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ji'an took out a round spotlight.

"It can be done anywhere in the office. Live broadcast according to this schedule. The content of the live broadcast is very simple. Make mobile phone cases according to the styles of all the videos on TV."

Tan Jie took the timetable from Bai Ji'an. The schedule on it was not as scary as he imagined.

It can even be said that not only is it not busy, but it is also somewhat leisurely.

"Is this an investigation?"

Bai Ji'an nodded, "But don't hold out too much hope. This method may not be effective against the murderer."

Tan Jie turned to look at the TV, and a pair of white and well-jointed hands appeared just below the paused picture.

"He must be the victim."

"Yes."

Tan Jie looked down at the coffee table that was piled with materials. After a while, he nodded heavily, "I understand, Mr. Bai. I will try my best to imitate him."

Bai Ji'an smiled knowingly, "Leave it to you."

To ensure nothing went wrong, Yan Haizhen specially sent Ma Lu and He Feng to pick them up at the airport.

Qiu Yizhen was quite dissatisfied when she saw two criminal policemen waiting at the exit just after returning home.

Although each of them is in plainclothes, they are still police officers.

Others don't know, but she knows it clearly in her heart.

It's really uncomfortable to feel like a prisoner.

"Since when did the police in China come to pick up the plane after being so considerate?"

Putting aside these words, Qiu Yizhen directly pushed the luggage in front of Ma Yingjie, not allowing them to react, and turned around to leave.

"Hey!" Ma Yingjie shouted, "What kind of attitude is this? We are here to pick her up after all!"

"Okay, okay." He Feng pulled the luggage trolley, "It's just two boxes anyway, they won't weigh too much."

"That's not what happened! Master, I'm not here to be her slave!"

"Okay." He Feng pulled up Ma Yingjie and said, "Hurry up, it's important to complete the task."

Along the way, He Feng drove, Ma Yingying sat in the passenger seat, and Qiu Yizhen sat in the back seat.

From the moment she got in the car, Qiu Yizhen took out the tablet in her sheepskin bag without saying a word, plugged in her headphones, and isolated herself from the outside world.

At first glance, she told He Feng and the others that she did not want to say another word before arriving at the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

"Weird." Ma Yingjie muttered angrily, "The exotic pets in that room are all raised by her. They look exactly the same!"

He Feng glanced at Ma Yingjie warningly, and then he glanced at the rearview mirror warily to confirm that Qiu Yizhen did not hear Ma Yingjie's words.

While waiting for the red light, He Feng quickly took his cell phone and sent a message to Ma Yingjie: "Don't forget, Qiu Yizhen is also suspected, don't talk nonsense."

Ma Yingjie hummed back "Oh", then put the phone away and rolled his eyes out the window angrily.

According to Yan Haizhen's instructions, He Feng and Ma Yingying will take Qiu Yizhen to the interrogation room.

As soon as she arrived at the door, Qiu Yizhen immediately stood still.

She looked up at the door number and asked, "What is this place?"

Ma Yingjie was about to ask her if she didn't know Chinese characters, but He Feng pushed her back, "Interrogation room."

"Why do you come to the interrogation room?" Qiu Yizhen said: "There is a corpse in my house, and I am also a victim. Why should I be treated like this? I don't want to go in. If you want to ask me, just find a clean room. Spacious, bright room, otherwise, I wouldn’t have much to say.”

Hearing this, Ma Yingjie jumped up immediately: "You have nothing to say? We are also helping you deal with the problem! Don't be ungrateful!"

Qiu Yizhen was not annoyed. She crossed her arms and snorted at the furious Ma Yingjie before preparing to leave.

Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room opened, and Yan Haizhen came out, frowning and said, "What's the noise?" He raised his head and said to Ma Yingying, "Go and see if there is anyone in the small room next to the conference room."

Ma Yingjie was awkward and didn't want to move at all.

"go!"

When Yan Haizhen roared, Ma Yingjie could only suppress it no matter how angry he was.

He buried his head and walked forward angrily.

When I walked to the corner, I saw a black shadow sticking out from the ground!

There was no time to brake, and the two collided head-on.

Ma Yingjie held his head and screamed twice, "Who is it?"

"Excuse me."

He looked up and saw the man in front of him wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a sky blue shirt, and black trousers. He had a tall figure and a face that couldn't find any flaws. It was really disturbing to look at.

Ma Yingjie tilted his head and saw that there was no one behind Bai Ji'an, and said, "Who are you? This is the Municipal Public Security Bureau. No one can come in or out at will."

"I'm here to see my friends."

"Friends? You can't just wander around if you have friends. You call him now and ask him to pick you up."

Bai Ji'an took out his cell phone very obediently, pressed He Wei's number, and then faced Ma Yingjie with a smile on his cell phone screen.

"what happened?"

Yan Haizhen and his party appeared from behind Ma Yingjie.

He looked Bai Ji'an up and down, and then said, "Did you get it from publicity?"

"No." Ma Yingjie raised his hand to cover his mouth and explained in a low voice: "I came to see He Wei."

"Okay, I understand." He Wei's voice rang from Bai Ji'an's cell phone, "Stand where you are and don't move. I'll pick you up."

Bai Ji'an hung up the phone, looked at Ma Yingjie, and said, "Is that okay?"

"...Yes, yes."

Yan Haizhen's eyes jumped repeatedly between the two of them, and finally landed on Ma Yingjie, "What did you do?"

Ma Yingjie touched his nose and said humbly: "I thought he broke in randomly, so I asked him to contact someone he knew to pick him up."

What did you think it was?

Yan Haizhen breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head. Deep in the corridor, He Wei's hurried figure had appeared.

Bai Ji'an took the initiative to get out of the way, "I'm causing trouble for you."

Yan Haizhen didn't say anything. He nodded, led Qiu Yizhen and the others past Bai Ji'an, and walked towards the direction from which He Wei came.

Bai Ji'an immediately followed everyone, and met He Wei the moment Yan Haizhen and his party entered the room and closed the door.

"What's going on?" He Wei asked.

Bai Ji'an shook his head and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Let's go."