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    It has been relatively peaceful recently and my life is quite comfortable. I finish some routine work at work and go hiking and playing basketball after work. Compared with before, my life has not changed much, but Aleke is very different.  .  Ever since he learned that Ye Qian likes road racing, he didn't know where to get a top-notch racing car worth millions. This can be regarded as hitting Ye Qian's weakness. Recently, as long as Ye Qian is fine, the two of them will  He would go racing at Liu's racing track.

    Someone wants to ask, can you tolerate this?  But the strange thing is that here, I really endured it.  Although Ye Qian and I have always been the ones everyone wants to match up with, I always feel that we haven't reached that point yet.  Ah Le has made his position clear. He wants to pursue Ye Qian, and he has also taken action. Logically speaking, they have been hanging out together all day, so I should be jealous. But what surprised me is that I wasn't.  It feels like I'm not worried at all about where the two of them will develop. Is it because they are overconfident or for other reasons? I can't tell. If I have to give an explanation, it can only be my intuition.

    Although I don¡¯t participate in drag racing, Ye Qian always calls me for sex after drag racing.  When there are no murder cases in the Criminal Police Team, the work rhythm can still be controlled. But if there is a murder case, our department will definitely not be able to escape, so we have to be busy and have nothing to do. Our two departments are like grasshoppers tied on a rope.  ; In addition, Ye Qian knows my habits too well, so whenever she calls, it is definitely calculated, and I can't even find a reason to refuse.

    The only time I refused is still fresh in my memory. It was at 11pm on a Saturday last month. I had already fought with Duke Zhou for n rounds in bed, and Ye Qian dumped me with just one phone call.

    "What are you doing?" I asked impatiently.

    "Pull the skewers."

    "I won't go."

    "Are you going or not?"

    "Don't go!"

    "Okay, I will go downstairs to your house in 10 minutes. If you don't come down, I won't leave."

    "Whatever you want." When a person is deep asleep, the most annoying thing is someone disturbing him, so I hung up the phone and fell asleep.

    "If my mother hadn't gotten up and met Ye Qian while doing morning exercises, I wouldn't have known that this girl had been waiting downstairs all night.  Since then, I have been completely impressed by her, so whenever Ye Qian calls, I basically no longer refuse.

    Recently, Ye Qian seems to have developed the habit of masturbating. As long as she comes back from racing, if she doesn¡¯t masturbate, she feels like she¡¯s missing something.  Ye Qian's parents are very democratic and have implemented a free-range policy for her since she was a child. Ye Qian is happy as she pleases.  Although she looks like a crazy girl, she has her own principles. Unless it is the man she likes, no one dares to take advantage of her. After all, her skills are not something ordinary men can bear.  It is precisely because of this principle that her parents feel reassured about her.

    Since we are having sex after racing, it is natural that Ah Le is indispensable. Some people may think that this kind of scene will be embarrassing, but on the contrary, the three of us get along quite happily.

    Last night, we had another wild masturbation session. After eating and drinking, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening.  Early the next morning, I came to the office with two dark circles under my eyes. Ali was not much better than me, and his continuous yawns could be connected to musical notes.

    Just when I was about to lie down on the table and squint for a while, Pang Lei, the microphone, hurried over.

    "Shibalipu, murder case."

    ¡°A few short words were more refreshing than stimulants, and I was almost instantly energetic.

    Shibalipu is a dilapidated urban village in Yunxi City. Because the issue of demolition compensation has not been reached, it has been stuck there.  In fact, the geographical location here is quite advantageous, surrounded by roads and convenient transportation. If there is a generous merchant, it would definitely be a good choice to build this place into a large comprehensive business district integrating residential, shopping and entertainment.  But unfortunately, after hearing the amount of compensation demanded by residents, many developers can only stay away and leave with regrets.

    Although Shibalipu is a bit of a mixed bag now, if we push forward 20 years, this place can definitely represent the glory of the entire Yunxi market.  As soon as they hear the name Shibali Pa Ma Yuan, many people can't help but swallow their saliva.  The sesame balls are crispy on the outside and soft and glutinous in the heart. When you bite into it, you will definitely be left with a delicious taste on your lips and teeth.  To this day, Shibalipu still retains several time-honored brands that make sesame balls.  However, with the exposure of food hygiene in the media, this kind of fried food is no longer as popular among the public as before.

    The department is not very far from Shibalipu. According to the address provided by the reporter, we drove in from the north of the village and drove south.About 100 meters away, I saw a row of police cars parked neatly on the roadside.

    "Director Leng, we can't get into the car ahead. We need to get out of the car and walk." The policeman from the police station pointed into the alley that was more than one meter wide.

    After a brief conversation, a few of us dressed up and walked into the alley. Under the command of the police to "turn left" and "turn right", we quickly found the central scene.

    The scene was a red brick house located in a densely populated area. A rectangular hole was dug out on the south wall of the house. The hole was covered tightly with a wooden board supported by two wooden sticks.  On the red brick wall to the east of the cave entrance, someone had written the word "shop" in black paint.  An old-fashioned green wooden door is the only entrance and exit on site.

    "Xiaolong, senior brother Ale." Ye Qian stood outside the warning circle and waved to us.  Captain Xu turned around when he heard this, and then came over: "Director Leng."

    "Team Xu, what's going on?"

    "The deceased's name is Li Lele, male, 64 years old, local. This is the store he opened. The reporter, Li Mo, and Li Lele were comrades. They had dinner together yesterday. After 7 o'clock in the evening, the deceased Li Lele left.  When Li Mo passed by here this morning after returning from his morning exercise, he found that Li Lehui had died in the shop."

    ¡°Has the investigation into the deceased¡¯s social relations started now?¡±

    ¡°After I arrived, I asked my men to ask around, and the neighbors all said that the deceased was an honest person with a good reputation. No one reported that the deceased had any conflicts with anyone.¡±

    "Okay, let's go see the scene first."

    "I brought you your survey uniform. Do you want to put it on?" I walked up to Ye Qian.

    "You still understand me." Ye Qian has matured a lot since becoming a full-time employee. If it were before, she would have been chattering endlessly. But now, she just responded lightly, quite like transitioning from a young girl to a royal sister.  Signs.

    No matter where the scene is, I always enter first. Time is urgent. I adjust myself to the best condition and enter the warning circle.

    The store faces north and faces south. The door is made of wood and the lock cylinder is intact. Because the door is in a state of decay, there is basically no need to extract fingerprints.

    Pushing open the wooden door, the shelves in the house divide the house into two rooms, the north and the south. The interior furnishings are very simple. There is a wooden table placed against the wall in the south. Behind the shelves in the north is a single bed running from east to west, and scattered at the end of the bed.  With some pots, pans and other daily necessities.

    The deceased was lying on his back on the ground. His ears, nose and mouth were covered with thick dark brown blood. There was a blunt force wound on the left side of his forehead. There were large signs of turning over on the shelves in the house. Analysis from the scene showed that the phenomenon of property embezzlement was obvious.

    I opened the door and looked around for a while, then pointed the footprint light at the ground.

    ¡°The uneven cement floor basically leaves no complete footprints.¡± I turned off the switch with some disappointment.

    ¡°There are signs of turbulence in the house, maybe there are fingerprints!¡± Fat Lei saw what I was thinking and encouraged me from the side.

    "Hmm!" I took a few steps and walked to the long table with the drawer open.

    Suddenly, a note that read "Do not call the police, return it later" caught my attention.

    "The suspect left a note?" It was A Le who spoke.

    I carefully studied the crooked handwriting on the note without making a sound.

    "Is there something visible on it?" Fat Lei was a little curious.

    I still ignored it, and then I put the note to the tip of my nose and sniffed it. The tangy fruity fragrance allowed me to capture some information: "The suspect is most likely a teenager." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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