After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

Zeng Li realized that it was possible to make full use of the talent and train it to do other things.

Anyway, he is a member of the Lao Chi family.

Zeng Li came in.

Zhao Chunqiu came forward and it was obvious that he had been waiting for Zeng Li.

He pointed to the case files prepared on the table.

"Mr. Zeng, look, they've all been skinned, both men and women. There are four bodies so far. The first one still hasn't been identified. The second one is a tenant of Fu'an Building, the third one is the owner of Fengqing Yayuan, and the fourth one is still unknown."

It’s Fu’an Building again.

Zeng Li was not in a hurry to look at this case. She first asked Zhao Chunqiu to bring all the cases that had been solved and unsolved in the past year to his office.

He took the lead and went to Zhao Chunqiu's office first.

The center forward was very self-conscious and knew that he had to read a lot of case files. He took the initiative to sit in the tea-making area and make tea for Zeng Li.

Zhao Chunqiu took out the tea from the cabinet and handed it to the center forward.

"Mr. Zeng, I'll have Ge Shan send them up in batches."

"Would you like to take a look at this case first?"

Zeng Li rubbed her eyes and said, "Give me paper and pen."

Zhao Chunqiu had a pen on his chest. He went to the table to get paper and handed it over.

The center forward saw that Zeng Li's cup of tea was only 70% full and after taking only a small sip, he knew that the tea was not tasty.

In the past, when I drank something I liked, I would hold the cup and take small sips before putting it down.

He glanced at Chi Ya and wanted her to go back and get some tea from home.

After all, my leader is not someone who would let himself be wronged.

You can tell whether the food on the table is to her liking by seeing how long it takes her to leave the table.

Leaving quickly means you are definitely not satisfied.

If the food suits her taste, she will eat slowly and chew it thoroughly. Most of the time, she is the last one to finish.

Chi Ya took out Zeng Li's thermos cup from her down jacket.

"Leader, your tea."

When the center forward saw this, he stopped making tea because the leader wouldn't drink it anyway.

Look through the case files.

After a while, Ge Shan brought up eight file bags.

"Director Zhao, these haven't been cracked in the past six months."

For several consecutive trips, all the files brought up were unsolved case files.

Zeng Li raised her head and asked, "How many cases are there this month?"

"Nine."

Zhao Chunqiu stood aside, like a student listening to a lecture.

Zeng Li frowned. "W City's surveillance is unmatched by other cities. They even have surveillance in the alleys. And yet, there are still nine cases?"

Zhao Chunqiu sighed: "Don't be angry first, look at these cases, they are really weird."

"Many of them look like suicides, but they don't look like suicides. There's no connection. We even checked the surveillance footage, but found nothing."

There were seven papers placed next to the center forward.

"Leader, is this Fu'an Building the King of Hell's Palace?"

"They are all more or less related to this place. They are either suspects, murderers, or deceased persons. They appear too frequently."

Zhao Chunqiu nodded in agreement. "Yes, I've personally visited Fu'an Building a few times. It's nothing special, just a tube-shaped building. Most of the people living there are migrant workers."

"The residents are so close to each other that there's no sound insulation. You can smell everything your neighbors are eating. There's almost no privacy."

"The rent is cheap."

Zeng Li gave Zhao Chunqiu the portraits of the first and fourth victims: "Search according to my drawings. The system will recognize them quickly and give you the results."

He picked up the case file related to Fu'an Building compiled by the center forward and read it for a while.

He took out his cell phone and called Xiao Du.

"Old Xiao, when you were working in W City, were there many cases in Fu'an Building every year?"

Xiao Du was at home, his voice low: "A lot, of course not a lot, the most people died in Fu'an Building."

"The people living there are all older, with only 30% being young. It's hard to communicate with the old men and women. The middle-aged people are okay, we can communicate, but most of them do hard labor. They're not around during the day, but they get together to drink at night. I drank with them once."

"They are all straightforward and simple-minded, and their education level is not high. If you ask them in-depth questions, they will be clueless."