Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

After being rejected miserably, He Wei was like an eggplant hit by frost. He hung his furry head and complained while looking at the fragrant family-style pancakes.

"You just said you loved me."

Bai Ji'an bit the straw and groaned, "These are two different things."

“No one.”

“That’s outdoors too.”

He Wei glanced at Bai Ji'an's eyes and said seriously, "I really hope that one day we can hold hands openly."

Bai Ji'an was stunned and smiled bitterly: "We are not doing this secretly now."

No?

If he had not disobeyed Bai Jian'an and told Team 3 and his comrades about their relationship, there would probably be no more than five people who think they are in a romantic relationship.

He Wei looked at the old couple walking slowly towards him in the distance.

He also wanted to be able to hold Bai Jian'an's hand anytime and anywhere, without worrying about anyone's opinions, and go wherever they wanted.

"By the way." Bai Ji'an turned his head and looked at him, "I have something I want to discuss with you."

Back at the Municipal Bureau, He Wei walked to the door of Team 3's office and knocked.

"Everyone, five minutes, meeting in the conference room."

After saying this, He Wei walked to the interrogation room opposite the office under the gaze of everyone and said to Tan Jie, "You come too."

Tan Jie opened his eyes wide in shock and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Tan Jie timidly rushed forward and called out to Captain He who had already taken a few steps.

"Um! Where's Mr. Bai?"

He looked for a long time but didn't see anyone.

He Wei said: "He went back first because of something. You follow Han Yang, he will tell you where the meeting room is."

Following He Wei's gaze, Tan Jie turned around and saw the policemen from the third team's office walking in a line, each holding a pen and a notebook.

At the end of the team, Han Yang deliberately slowed down and gave the second-to-last position to Tan Jie.

"Come on, follow me."

Tan Jie responded with "hmm" and "ah" sounds, but his body rushed back to the interrogation room.

"What are you doing?" Han Yang followed in. "The boss said five minutes, if you're late you'll have to stand in the corner the whole time!"

He didn't want to write while standing.

Tan Jie rummaged through his bag and finally found a pen. As for the notebook... there was only a palm-sized sticky note.

Post-it notes are not suitable for meetings, especially in a serious place like the Municipal Bureau.

However, he had no other paper to write on.

never mind!

Tan Jie gritted his teeth, holding the sticky note and the pen, turned around and came to Han Yang: "Let's go!"

Han Yang stared at what was in his hand and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?" It would be strange to listen with a sticky note in hand.

"It's okay, it's okay." Han Yang raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "Let's go quickly, it will be too late soon."

The two of them rushed to the meeting room in the last ten seconds.

He Wei sat in the right seat, looking down at the blue folder on the desk.

The remaining three teams, Fei Chen, Chen Zeyang, Shang Siwen, and one team, Lu Haoran and Huang Yuqing, sat on both sides respectively.

Han Yang sat on the left side of Huang Yuqing, and then pointed to the last seat on his left side to the nervous Tan Jie.

"Sit forward."

Tan Jie turned around and saw He Wei still flipping through the documents, just like when he just came in.

Thinking it was an auditory hallucination, Tan Jie continued to move forward according to Han Yang's instructions.

Who would have thought that Han Yang didn't know what was wrong at this moment, and suddenly gave him a secret signal with his teeth bared.

"Mr. Tan."

Fei Chen pointed to the empty seat opposite him.

"A special place reserved for you."

Tan Jie looked over.

Fei Chen sat on the left side of He Wei, and the seat opposite him was the first one on the right!

Although in the Nameless Detective Agency, Tan Jie could have a normal conversation with He Wei, and there was nothing special about them even eating at the same table.

But for some reason, when he arrived at the Public Security Bureau and faced He Wei, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, he always couldn't help but tremble with fear.

In this situation, he missed Mr. Bai very much...

Tan Jie sat down and He Wei finally closed the document.

He raised his head, took the remote control in front of him and turned on the projection behind him.

In an instant, the huge screen was split into two. On the left was the dark web, with screenshots of Zheng Ting's bounty, and on the right was the transfer record of Yu Ling's overseas bank account.

Everyone silently recited the name of the bank and Yu Ling's user level, and looked at each other tacitly.

Only Han Yang was outspoken and asked in surprise: "Where did this information come from!?"

Even if the police have the right to check a person's overseas bank accounts, Yu Ling is not an ordinary user, especially banks, which are well-known for protecting users' personal privacy and security.

How can you possibly get such hard-to-get information without waiting for a year or two?

Because of Lu Haoran and Huang Yuqing, He Wei didn't say anything.

He used a laser pen to circle the events in which Yu Ling transferred three million US dollars to the same account, and arranged for Fei Chen to take Huang Yuqing to Zheng's house to bring the suspect back for interrogation.

"Only us?" Fei Chen was a little surprised.

"That's right. The rest of you stay here. I have other uses for you."

When Tan Jie learned from He Wei that he was the only witness who had seen "B chip." carrying black and white chips with him, and that there was a high probability that "B chip." would assassinate him because of this incident...his world collapsed.

At that moment, he really wanted to question Howe and all the police officers present.

"I have no grudge against that person, why did he take such a huge risk to kill me?"

As a result, before the question was asked, he had already found the answer from the previous conversation.

What bad luck.

There were so many dignitaries and celebrities at Zhao Minxi's tasting party, so how come that terrible killer happened to run into him?

Tan Jie looked at He Wei timidly and asked, "Can I stay here until the criminal is caught?"

He Wei shook his head: "If you stay here all the time, how can he find you?"

If the killer doesn't come to kill Tan Jie, how can the police's tight net be effective?

"One, do you really have to go out?"

"Yes."

"Then, can I go back to the office and stay with Mr. Bai?"

"No." He Wei said solemnly, "You must go home and live as usual."

Hearing this, the desperate Tan Jie took a breath of cold air.

On the left, Lu Haoran patted his thin back with his chubby palm and encouraged him, "It's okay, all of us will be around you and protect your safety at any time."

"But..." Tan Jie lowered his head and murmured, "The other party used a gun."

There were bullets coming from all directions, and he had no idea where the bullets that could take his life would come from at any time.

"Don't worry, there won't be no protection measures."

Tan Jie raised his head and Shang Siwen smiled at him.

"With bulletproof vests."

"So, what about the head?"

He saw with his own eyes that Zhao Minxi was shot to death. The bullet hit the back of the head and the deceased's mouth burst. It was a horrific sight.

“There are helmets too!”

"Is it bulletproof too?"

"of course!"

No matter what, their purpose of inviting Tan Jie to help lure the killer into the trap was to arrest him, not to feed him. How could they really put him in danger?