Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

Ever since Hei Ya confessed, the criminal investigation team decided to interrogate Hei Ya without stopping in order to prevent any further complications.

At this time, the ceiling light in the interrogation room was crackling in the humid air, and Criminal Investigation Team Leader Lin Shen's eyes were fixed on Hei Crow on the iron chair.

The back of my hand, which was scratched when I was hunting black crows that day, still hurts a little, and the wound under the bandage is itchy due to the cold sweat.

At this moment, Black Crow, the man with a nightingale tattoo on his arm, finally confessed the mysterious figure closely related to Gu Fanxing's injury case - Nightingale.

"Tell me, who is Nightingale?" Lin Shen pressed the recorder for the third time, and the metal shell glowed coldly under the desk lamp.

Ever since Hei Ya was arrested, Gu Fanxing's clenched fists when he made his statement in the recording room and his knuckles that suddenly turned white when he mentioned Nightingale have always been like thorns in his heart.

At this moment, more than a dozen pairs of eyes from the task force were staring at the interrogation room through the one-way glass. Even the director was quietly standing in the back corner.

Black Crow raised his head, and a hint of cunning flashed under his messy bangs.

He twisted his wrist, which had been rubbed red by the handcuffs, and chuckled hoarsely with his Adam's apple rolling. "Inspector Lin, you're mobilizing so many people, please don't scare me and make me forget something."

Although Black Crow promised to give Nightingale away, he still didn't want to make it easy for the criminal investigation team.

These words made the air freeze instantly, and the tip of Lin Shen's pen left a blob of ink on the notebook.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Shen slammed his pen on the table, causing the ash in the metal tray to fall. "Before and after Gu Fanxing was attacked, your communication records show that you and Nightingale were in frequent contact. Revealing her true identity now is your only way out."

He deliberately rubbed the blood-stained pearly white nail in the evidence bag.

Black Crow suddenly started coughing violently, and his thin shoulders trembled constantly.

When he looked up again, tears welled up in his eyes: "I...I am willing to say it."

This sentence made everyone behind the one-way glass straighten their backs, and the stenographer in the corner clenched his pencil.

Lin took a deep breath and felt his heart was about to burst through his ribs - this might be the key moment to solve Gu Fanxing's injury case.

"Nightingale..." Black Crow deliberately stretched out the ending of the tone, his Adam's apple sliding under his pale skin. "I have never seen her true face, I only know that she is a woman."

Deathly silence washed over the room like a tide.

Lin Shen's temples were throbbing, and he realized belatedly that his nails had dug deep into his palms.

The stenographer's pencil fell to the ground with a "click", which was particularly harsh in the silence.

Outside the one-way glass, the young police officer Xiao Zhang's hands were shaking slightly as he held the notebook, and his expectant look dimmed instantly; the old criminal policeman Lao Li sighed heavily, and slowly slid down to the ground with his back against the wall, and the thermos cup in his hand rolled away with a "clang".

"Are you kidding us?" Lin Shen flipped over the chair suddenly, and the metal rubbed against the ground with a harsh sound.

He took three steps to the table, put his hands on the table and approached Black Crow, "You haven't seen it before, so you just obey her and kill people for her?"

Black Crow spat blood on the ground, his neck veins bulging. "I only care about money. Just give me money, I don't care if she's human or not. Besides, those instructions can be sent through encryption software, it doesn't matter if her face is shown or not!" He suddenly reached out and grabbed the evidence bag beside him, pulled out the greasy photo and slammed it on the table. "This is all I've seen of her!"

The woman in the photo was wearing a wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses covering most of her face, and a fake beard that was deliberately glued on and looked crooked.

The hem of the black trench coat was lifted up by the wind, revealing half of the waist wrapped in black lace.

The background is a rusty fire hydrant, and on the back of the photo there is only a line of beautiful penmanship: "The Hunt Begins."

The top image analysts in the Criminal Investigation Department have confirmed that the photo has undergone seventeen layers of image processing and even the details of the hair are fake.

Holding on to a glimmer of hope, Lin Shen gave the photo to Gu Fanxing for identification.

The girl sat on a chair in the police station's interrogation room, the incandescent light in front of her making her shadow very long.

When the photo was pushed in front of her, her originally calm expression froze instantly, her eyelashes trembled violently uncontrollably, and her lips began to tremble slightly.

Her eyes were fixed on the dark red birthmark on Nightingale's waist, as if attracted by a magnet: "This birthmark... I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Her voice was filled with confusion and uneasiness, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she tried hard to search for relevant fragments in her memory.

However, no matter how hard she tried, Gu Fanxing finally shook her head painfully: "I'm sorry, Inspector Lin, I really can't remember." Her distraught back as she left made Lin Shen clench his fists.

At the same time, on the top floor of Pei Group, Pei Luonan slammed his tablet computer on the desk, and on the screen was a photo of Nightingale.

He ripped open his tie, revealing his bulging neck, his eyes filled with suppressed anger.

"Lu Chenzhou, come here immediately." Pei Luonan growled into the phone, then grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a big gulp.

Half an hour later, Lu Chenzhou, wearing a black windbreaker, pushed the door open and walked in.

“Look at this.”

Pei Luonan pushed the tablet toward him. "The criminal investigation team found a birthmark in the photo. I want you to search all the women in the city for those with dark red birthmarks on their waists."

Lu Chenzhou leaned over to examine the photo, his finger sliding across the screen: "I don't know if that birthmark is real or fake, and I'm afraid the investigation won't be easy.

We need to investigate from multiple directions."

"I don't care how difficult it is!" Pei Luonan suddenly overturned the table, and the sound of shattering glass echoed in the empty office. "For Fanxing's safety, we can't let that woman go unpunished. Only when she is caught can Fanxing be safe. Lu Chenzhou, I want you to give me an investigation report within 48 hours."

Lu Chenzhou was silent for a moment, then picked up the tablet. "I'll form three teams to investigate. But Mr. Pei, you'd better be prepared. This birthmark may have been specially treated."

"I just want the result!" Pei Luonan punched the wall, "Even if I have to turn this city upside down, I will find that ignorant Nightingale."

When Lu Chenzhou turned to leave, he heard the sound of paper tearing behind him.

He knew that Pei Luonan was tearing up the photo, but it would only leave a part of the birthmark - that was the embodiment of his obsession and also a new starting point for this private journey to hunt for the murderer.

On the other side of the city, in a high-end apartment, a woman wearing velvet gloves was lazily leaning on a chaise longue with a lit incense stick beside her.

In the curling smoke, she watched the report about the Nightingale case on TV: the suspect Black Crow refused to confess, and the identity of the mastermind Nightingale remained a mystery.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, contrasting with the dark red birthmark on her waist.

"A bunch of idiots." She flicked her nails, her eyes full of disdain.

In her opinion, even if they had that carefully disguised photo, they would not be able to find out her true appearance. And Black Crow was just a pawn, knowing nothing about her.

She didn't know that the criminal investigation team had already locked onto the birthmark as a key clue, nor did she realize that the investigation of Pei Luonan, Lu Chenzhou and the criminal investigation team had already swept up in her.

Back at the police station, Lin Shen cast his gaze on the dark red birthmark on Nightingale's photo.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier. He knew that both the police task force and Pei Luonan in the dark had taken a new step in the battle with Nightingale.

What awaits them are more unknown mysteries and challenges.

Lin Shen looked out the window at the rainy night and whispered, "The net closing operation has begun."

At this moment, the nightingale is still immersed in her self-righteous victory, but she doesn't know that an impenetrable net is quietly covering her from all directions.