Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

After stepping into the car, Bai Ji'an adjusted the seat to a comfortable position and said bluntly: "You are really capable of making the car look like this."

Catharina smiled and said: "It's not like I didn't expect you to come here, so I'm just being casual."

"It's really casual."

In any case, he would not believe that the carriage with nowhere to stay was caused by one night.

"You haven't answered me yet?"

Catharina tore open a pack of egg yolk-flavored biscuits and put it in her mouth. Catharina turned to look at Bai Ji'an who was uncharacteristically.

I am full of worries and have no ability to solve them yet. I can’t escape from the connection with someone at first glance.

"Hey." Catharina put down the cookie bag and took out two wet wipes to dry her hands. "I'm really impressed."

Bai Ji'an looked at her inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

"I respect you both!"

She stayed in the car and watched him all night, either helping Kuriyama Ryo solve his love problems or helping Bai Ji arrange to relieve his worries.

"Tell me, what happened with He Wei?"

Bai Ji'an leaned back in his chair relaxedly and looked forward, "You can see it."

"A blind man can see it."

There was only one person who could make Bai Ji'an feel listless. If it had been another matter, he would have solved the problem simply and crudely.

"In other words, you are worried that He Wei will not have time to rest after working for thirty hours continuously, but you cannot force him to go home and sleep with you. It is very frustrating, right?"

Seeing Bai Ji'an nodding, Catharina said speechlessly: "Why aren't you worried about me? Since I flew back from Tokyo yesterday morning, I have persisted until now. My eyes are sore and I don't dare to blink! As long as your baby's life is Life, the life of your companion is no longer life.”

"So I'm not here to find you."

"What do you mean?"

Reaching out to pick up the pink silk eye mask thrown in front of the windshield and handing it to Catharina, Bai Ji'an said calmly: "Go to sleep, I'll watch."

"No..." Catharina looked at him with disgust.

"What's wrong? I can't even let you rest."

"Good for me to rest." While Bai Ji'an was staring at the police station door, Catharina turned to face him and asked: "If I were He Wei at this moment, what would you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"I, I am Hewei now. I have been alone in the car all night. Now that you are here, what will you do?"

"Let him rest."

"Well, that's right, so where can we rest?"

"go home."

"I knew it would be like this!" Catharina grabbed the blindfold from Bai Ji'an's hand and said angrily: "You also know that the bed is comfortable, right?"

"I can't keep an eye on you. Yamada Aimi disappeared after Sheng Yue left. Her mission was to assassinate Nakagawa Yushu. She may appear again anytime, anywhere."

"Speaking of this woman, I remembered something big. Yesterday on the phone, what exactly were you going to say? We had to get everyone together to say it."

After a moment of silence, Bai Ji'an said: "So far, the conclusion is my guess. There is no factual evidence to prove it, but just in case, I will tell you first."

Her intuition told her that what Bai Ji'an said next was very important to her.

"I suspect that Yamada Aimi is a "spade" person. "

The calm expression slowly disappeared from Catharina's face, replaced by slightly trembling and tense muscles.

"relax."

Catharina turned around and leaned back in her chair, saying hoarsely: "I'm fine."

After giving her a quiet space to digest her emotions, Catharina asked again, "Code name, what is that woman's code name?"

“My guess is ‘J’. "

"I see."

"Catharina, everything is still my guess and does not represent the facts."

"But you're never wrong."

“To make mistakes is human.”

With a puff, Catharina smiled bitterly and said, "I almost wanted to say that you are not human just now."

Bai Ji'an didn't say a word, but seeing that she was still thinking about joking, he knew that she could still hold on.

He took out the necklace from his collar. The transparent crystal cube contained a shotgun steel ball of only 18 mm.

It was dug out from the heart of the person she loved most, the only clue pointing to the identity of the murderer.

"You said, if we catch that woman, will she know the whereabouts of the "Lord of Spades"? "

"If it were the original "Jack of Spades" Sun Lifeng, I think it is possible. But Yamada Aimi is a newcomer. She has been sneaking around Nakagawa Busan. This may be her first assassination mission. "Said, Bai Ji'an shook his head: "I don't think the "Spade Lord" will trust her prematurely. "

At least she must succeed in several missions in a row to confirm that she has no second thoughts.

"That is to say, if her mission this time is interrupted, she will become an outcast and will never be able to contact other "Spade" cadres, right? "

With a bad premonition, Bai Ji'an frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Let her kill a murderer who killed his brother to seize power."

"Yes, if Nakagawa Yuki is useless. But can you guarantee it? Following Yamada Aimi's line, you will definitely find someone else in "Spade". "

"Then do you have any other better way?"

The figure that flashed in his mind made Bai Ji'an nod.

"I have."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Catharina who was eager to inquire about the plan. Bai Ji'an interrupted her: "For now, let's do the things in front of us first. Acting impulsively in a hurry will only ruin things."

After calming down her uneasy heart, Catharina nodded: "I understand."

The silence in the carriage was oppressive.

Catharina picked up the eye mask and put it on, leaning her head on the flat back of the chair to hide her sadness.

In her confusion, she seemed to have returned to the winter five years ago, in the mountain forest full of snowstorms, and the extremely dazzling pool of blood.

She ran forward with all her strength, being pushed forward by the strong wind blowing in her face. After falling hard into the snow pit and climbing out again, her foot was sprained and her leg was bleeding, but she didn't care, she just wanted to rush over and get to her as soon as possible.

Finally, she grabbed the corner of her dirty apron and pushed herself up, hoping that she still had breath and could still look at herself.

When she wiped away the tears blocking her eyes, the scene before her eyes was a nightmare that she would never forget.

Two shots.

One shot in the heart, one shot in the right eye.

All from shotguns.

A bullet opened the skin, penetrated into the flesh and dispersed into 14 steel balls, turning her face and heart into a honeycomb riddled with holes.

People who are extremely sad cannot cry.

That afternoon, she truly experienced the true meaning of this sentence.