Chapter Four, The Six-Toed Old Man

Noble ideals cultivate noble sentiments

Hey, don't flip the table!

"Such a strong reaction?" Bo Teng raised an eyebrow

Perhaps what moves them is not only this song, but also themselves. In singing this song with unity, they even forget the hardships of military training

Strict discipline cultivates a strong team

Does July 8 remind you of the tragedy that occurred twenty-two years ago

Um. Qiū Méng nodded, thinking that Bù Mòzé must be mocking her for being cold-blooded. She indeed does not sweat easily and is particularly afraid of the cold

It is inconvenient for Bu Moze and Qiu Meng to go together for the investigation in the evening, so they can only agree to return to school first. If they miss evening self-study for two consecutive nights, the people in the district team will not know what to think of them

Bu Moze gazed directly at her and said, "The moment I speak to you, my body's instincts compel me to touch you"

Bu Moze rubbed the spot where she had been hit, smiling without saying a word

Song Yingquan is undoubtedly a victim. As for the case that occurred in 1994, if these are merely coincidences, then the time and effort we have to invest is no trivial matter. " Gong Xiangpeng was essentially reminding Bo Teng and Xu Ling of this.

One thought that the darkness would give way to light, yet it turned out to be shrouded in heavy mist. Qiumeng could not feel any joy; if their hypothesis were to hold true, then had the old man lying here already paid the price for his past sins? But if the hypothesis does not hold, how should the old man's death be defined?

The case from twenty-two years ago may not be related to the current case. But doesn't it seem suspicious that the timing is so coincidental? At this moment, Qiumeng is fully alert, as she understands that there is no such thing as coincidence in this world; all coincidences are merely disguises of the truth

Bu Mozhe pulled Qiumeng, who was about to walk directly into the school, and first made a phone call to his dormitory mates. Upon learning that they had been granted permission to leave the school for two hours today, he immediately felt that the "imperial favor was immense"

During the rest period, the instructor also prohibited speaking, citing discipline. However, Fang Er defiantly took the opportunity to secretly converse with Qiu Meng when the instructor was not paying attention

Oh, is he the boy who came to talk to you during the break?" Shi Yu also remembered and leaned over a few people beside him to say to Qiu Meng, "Yan Li, that boy's name is Yan Li.

Cui Yize, Hu Liang, and Du Mingrui simultaneously displayed a mischievous expression, blinking their eyes and calling out to him: "President Bu, please take us under your wing!"

Thus, several individuals made their way to the dissection room. As soon as Xu Lingshuang opened the body, Qiu Meng could not hold back and rushed out the door, running to the restroom to vomit uncontrollably. The shock of physically touching the corpse that night still lingers within the body.

"Why are you inviting us to dinner?" Qiufeng was a bit surprised to hear Bu Mozhe say this to Cui Yize on the other end of the phone. While it was understandable that he invited the boys from his own dormitory, why did he also invite the girls from her dormitory?

"I don't know." Qiumeng succinctly replied with three words. She showed no interest in what she said to the unfamiliar person

"Long time no see." Bo Teng removed his mask, exchanged pleasantries, then put his mask back on and said, "Follow me."

On the jubilant coast

The sudden approach left Qiumeng stunned, as if turned to stone; the aroma of the spring rolls still lingered on her lips and teeth, yet she could not perceive the taste of the spring rolls. She only felt a tingling numbness in her lips and even sensed that all the strength in her body had been drained away

"If you have questions, you should start with your forensic expert. Why is it that such clear details were not discovered, and why did we have to wait for your return?" Bu Moze's tone was cold, his brows furrowed, perfectly embodying what it means to be enraged. He did not directly retaliate against the displeasure given by Bo Teng, but instead turned his criticism towards Xu Lingshuang.

Three people walked out of the office in a hurry, just as Xu Lingshuang was coming down the side stairs behind them. She was puzzled; weren't these two students supposed to have already returned to school? When did the police academy become so lenient that even first-year students could go out freely?

"Did you just kiss me?" Qiumeng came back to her senses, her heart still racing, but the words she spoke were remarkably calm and composed

In the silent valley

After escaping from school, the two of them took a taxi straight to their destination. However, since they were not allowed to bring their phones during military training, they had no way of knowing whether Gong Xiangpeng was at the bureau, so they could only rely on luck.

Ah, we uphold the dignity of our motherland

"Come over for a visit." At that moment, Gong Xiangpeng received a text message from Xu Lingshuang on his phone. He immediately stood up and called for Bu Moze and Qiu Meng to join him.

Everyone wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, they were met with a glare from Bu Mozhe, causing them to awkwardly lower their heads and continue eating the food in their bowls

Instructor Xu clicked his tongue in disdain but indicated that it was of no concern. He felt a vague sense of embarrassment for the two young girls, yet upon reflection, it was understandable; after all, there was a girl in the neighboring team who could even sing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau," and their team could not afford to show weakness either

Taking advantage of this pause, Gong Xiangpeng turned to ask Bo Teng: "Just back?"

The slender, narrow eyes of the thin vine gazed at the two uninvited police academy students before him, as certain memories began to overlap. However, he suddenly raised a question, directing it at Qiu Meng

Qiu Meng suddenly trembled all over; her heart would eventually be frightened into having problems by Bu Moze. Yet, she simply could not ignore this feeling, this feeling of easily succumbing.

The instructor had a look of anticipation, shouting at Bu Moze: "Then you sing!"

"What shall we sing?" Fang Er asked timidly

At that time, while searching his room, traces of six toes were also discovered through the shoes he was wearing, "Qiumeng said softly, avoiding direct contact with the corpse

"Well, it doesn't have to be that complicated," said Bu Moze as he tugged at her hand, signaling her to stay close to him

This statement was made to Qiumeng, who was sitting opposite, and it immediately drew the attention and disdain of Bumoze, causing his hand, which was gripping the chopsticks, to suddenly tighten.

Bu Mozhe stood behind Qiu Meng, blocking the direct sunlight for her, and impatiently said to Gong Xiangpeng: "Can't we take a taxi?"

Next, we only need to investigate those who had a close relationship with Tao Lanlan during her lifetime said Bu Moze

"What are you looking at me for?" Qiumeng retaliated with a slap. This embarrassment was no longer just a matter between the two of them; in front of so many people, it felt as if she were being watched while completely naked.

As the classmates lamented and accused the sudden scene of cruelty towards dogs, Qiu Meng, the person involved, stood there in a daze, her mind blank

In two hours, it will be nearly five o'clock in the afternoon

Officer Gong. A police officer came out from the password door of the police station, calling for Gong and his companions to go upstairs

Hu Liang and Cui Yize were naturally well aware of the situation and quickly chimed in: "What does it matter to us what the neighboring district team does? They might be looking to borrow money from you!"

Xu Lingshuang explained to Qiumeng: "Do not be too harsh. She is not the same as Chen Zisang." Subsequently, she informed Boteng of the circumstances under which Qiumeng discovered the body.

"Twenty years," he said softly. Song Yingquan suddenly left this place and did not return until twenty years later... twenty years... He was suddenly shaken, "Statute of limitations."

"Bo Teng? Why didn't you say a word when you came back?" Gong Xiangpeng approached and greeted him warmly.

The case became their only topic of conversation. This is certainly not a good thing, although it is an unavoidable fact

Shu Chengcheng suddenly realized at this moment: "That boy who looks quite handsome."

I will start the car and turn on the air conditioning first. Gong Xiangpeng was at a loss with the police car; it had been in use for many years, and it is no exaggeration to say that this was definitely the worst car in the department.

Qiu Meng felt the gaze upon her, so she turned to look at him, seeing his affectionate expression and gentle eyes. The lingering sentiment of the conversation that had abruptly ended was all written on his face.

Qiu Meng sat on the ground, wiping away a bead of sweat. The ill-fitting black training uniform left a white mark at the waist where the sweat had evaporated.

Upon learning that Qiumeng and Bumoze had absconded from military training without reason and disregarded discipline, Team Leader Lan, fully aware of their whereabouts and motives, nonetheless addressed the instructor: "Punish as necessary, impose penalties as warranted, do not hold back. However, since they are from the same unit, all must bear the consequences together"

Ah, we uphold the dignity of our motherland

One minute later, all three could no longer endure it. Regardless of whether the car was now an oven, they sat down in it and drove out of the police station without a care.

Little did Bu Mozhe know, after listening, he raised his hand to tidy her hair and said, "Can I hold you in my mouth?"

"You can now ask for a house or a car, and I will agree to it all." Bu Moze changed the subject. The implication was that all of these could be fulfilled, let alone a meal.

I feel like crying. Fang Er sobbed and said, In my lifetime, I will definitely become a good police officer and solve all the unsolved cases in the world

"I will conduct door-to-door surveys tonight. It is getting late now, so I will take you back to school first," Gong Xiangpeng said to Bu Moze and Qiu Meng, holding a list of over fifty people from that residence.

There are no coincidences in this world, only ulterior motives. Bo Teng calmly removed his mask and gloves, speaking each word deliberately. The implication was clear: he was informing Gong Xiangpeng to investigate this case along with the one from twenty-two years ago.

Bo Teng slightly raised her chin, not understanding the significance of him directing his spearhead at Xu Ling Shuang. However, when she glanced at Ling Shuang beside her, she noticed a trace of panic flashing in her eyes

The figure of the people's police

Serve the people wholeheartedly

Qiumeng shot him a glance and asked, "What do you need those things for?"

"Almost." Bo Teng replied, as he moved to the foot of the corpse, staring at the six toes and said, "It is either a shoe print or a mark left by bare feet"

The sacred national emblem radiates the light of justice

"It's nothing." Qiumeng replied while standing next to Bumozhe

Indeed. Fang Er exclaimed softly, staring blankly in that direction.

Bo Teng stared at Qiu Meng for a fleeting moment, the retort already on the tip of his tongue, but was halted by Bu Moze, who stepped forward to stand in front of Qiu Meng

"She is not my forensic doctor." It seems that the crux of the matter has been identified, as Boteng emphasized the word "my" with greater intensity.

Three individuals arrived at the forensic room, and upon seeing Xu Lingshuang, they also noticed a tall and upright man with a cold demeanor.

Shu Chengcheng comfortingly patted her back and said, "I can understand."

The singing is resounding, the lyrics are passionate, and all emotions erupt at this moment, like a volcano, unstoppable. Sometimes, being moved comes so easily; all it takes is a song, a song that expresses the faith deep within one's heart.

In an instant, Qiu Meng shouted loudly: "Bu Moze! July 8!"

Gong Xiangpeng nodded, recalling that strange number. He then stood up, extinguished the cigarette, and waved to Bu Moze and Qiu Meng, saying: "Let's go find out the reason behind Tao Lanlan's suicide"

"Whoever can sing this Huangmei opera should sing it; anyway, we, Qiumeng, will not sing." At this moment, Bu Moze stepped forward and spoke directly without even making a report

Qiu Meng and Bu Moze turned around to see that even Instructor Xu had joined the chase, prompting them to quicken their pace. As they passed the one-hundred-meter obstacle course, the two displayed extraordinary skills; after a brief run-up, they swiftly and cleanly vaulted over the high wall, successfully escaping the instructor's "pursuit".

This will do. After walking just a few steps and turning a corner, Bu Moze made his choice. He stopped in front of a chicken pot restaurant and said with a smile, "One pot of chicken for eight people"

The police car did not arrive at the main entrance. After Bu Mozhe and Qiu Meng got out at the back gate of the school, Gong Xiangpeng hurriedly rushed back to the bureau.

On the day Song Yingquan returned, which was also the day he had a conflict with Tao Lanlan, it happened to be July 8. Bu Moze reminded, "Moreover, on his calendar from twenty-two years ago, there are no further reminders for the month of July. This means that shortly after that heinous incident occurred, he left this place."

"You two are doomed." As soon as they met, the first words were a curse. After bringing them inside, Gong Xiangpeng said, "When your team gets fired up, the universe could explode, yet you still dare to avoid military training?"

Qiumeng followed closely behind Gong Xiangpeng, anxiously saying: "Twenty-two years ago, two cases of rape and murder occurred here, with identical methods of killing, indicating they were committed by the same person, yet they remain unsolved to this day. Moreover, the date of the second case was on July 8."

As soon as the words were spoken, several people began to mock.

Bu Mozhe's lips curled into an arc as he picked up a pair of chopsticks and stuffed a spring roll into Qiu Meng's mouth

In the bowl of Qiumeng, there were many pieces of meat and vegetables that Bu Moze had picked for her. Seeing that they had stopped talking, she finally asked, "After all this discussion, who exactly is Yan Li?"

On the first day at the police academy, Team Leader Lan stated at the assembly that there is no individualism at the police academy; if one person makes a mistake, everyone must be punished together

Qiu Meng was taken aback and dodged his reaching hand, saying: "Can you just speak without using your hands?"

"You have never seen the world." Fang Er immediately retorted, but the next moment she saw Qiu Meng.

Wow, those two are truly a perfect match. Shi Yu was utterly shocked, tugging at Fang Er's sleeve, almost drooling, saying, "That scene of climbing over the wall was just like a movie."

"A boy who looks so refined must have ulterior motives." Du Mingrui, with his keen observation, noticed that Bu Moze was extremely displeased with the presence of "Yan Li" at the dining table, and thus decisively joined the "Anti-Yan Li" organization alliance

Gong Xiangpeng was driving, the sound of the air conditioning in the car was loud, but the cooling effect was slow. He was sweating and said: "I forgot to tell you, after I found the information on Tao Lanlan, I also checked the information on the floating population. The place where she rented is exactly where Song Yingquan's body was discovered. So now we are going to the local police station to request a list of the people who were living in the vicinity at that time."

Hastily arriving at the police station, Qiumeng and Bumozhe were still worried about what to do if they couldn't find Gong Xiangpeng later. However, just as they got out of the car, they saw Gong Xiangpeng walking out from inside.

Now, I would like to formally introduce this young master Bu, a true embodiment of the affluent and handsome. Cui Yize, holding a drink in his hand, said with great enthusiasm, "As soon as he entered the school, he caught the eye of a senior who insisted on having him join clubs and the student council. However, our young master Bu is indifferent to such pursuits, wholeheartedly following our frosty and aloof Qiumeng.

Shi Yu bit her lip, resting her head on Shu Chengcheng's shoulder, wanting to cry but with no tears: "This is too much! It's just a meal, why do we have to put on such a life-threatening performance?"

Yesterday, we practiced the march in unison, repeating it eight hundred times. The instructor insisted that we brush our arms against the seams of our trousers while doing so, and we had to produce that swishing sound, claiming it was for the sake of momentum

Bu Mozhe propped one hand on the table, and the expression on his face seemed to still savor the taste of the spring rolls: "Is it that I am the only one in your mind now?"

Oh—everyone emitted strange and mocking sounds, their gazes all fixed on Qiu Meng. Unaware of the situation, Qiu Meng felt confused until she looked towards Bu Moze

Bu Mozhe subsequently retorted: "Why does liking you equate to being shameless?"

Bo Teng nodded and then said, "After hearing Ling Shuang discuss the specifics of the case, I found some suspicious aspects, so I immediately called you over."

Bu Mozhe coldly smiled and said: "A person as upright as I am is meant for a legitimate marriage."

"It is possible." Bu Moze understood Gong Xiangpeng's meaning and immediately responded.

Before the instructors could respond, Cui Yize took the lead and began to sing. This song, filled with their aspirations for attending the police academy, instantly resonated with everyone, and they all joined this impromptu choir.

Draped in moonlight,迎着日出.

At this moment, Bu Moze, who was beside her, seemed rather unconcerned about the case, gently stroking her back in the hope of alleviating her discomfort

Two or three minutes later, Qiumeng returned to the dissection room with a pale complexion

You just need to ask me

At this moment, Fang Er finished eating the sunflower seeds, clapped his hands and said: "Today, a man from the neighboring district team asked about you"

The waterways at the frontier

Do you want to know? Bu Moze's expression was gloomy, clearly unhappy

Regarding Bo Teng's indifference and directness, Xu Lingshuang lowered her head and mocked herself for a moment, then spoke to Qiu Meng with a pleasant expression: "He means no harm, it's just a professional habit"

Qiu Meng's hands were icy cold; she was unsure if her emotions were written all over her face. However, the silent comfort of Bu Moze's hand covering hers gradually calmed her anxious heart.

She hung up the phone, gave up on finding her colleagues, and hurried to the restroom to wash her face. She did not want Bo Teng to see her haggard appearance, nor did she want him to immediately question her about what case had caused her to look this way upon his return

Instructor Lei turned to ask another Instructor Xu: "What song would you like to hear?"

The golden shield guards countless homes

The discovery of a case that has remained unresolved for over twenty years is indeed a cause for celebration, yet it is accompanied by profound concerns

With a sharp "pop," Qiumeng unceremoniously swatted away his restless hand

Report!" Cui Yize suddenly stood up, "I suddenly want to sing a song, 'The Song of the People's Police.'"

Hu Liang exerted considerable effort to pick up a peanut and throw it into his mouth, chewing as he said: "Bu Shao, lend me several thousand yuan, I want to get double eyelid surgery"

"Why is it that after only two days of military training, I feel as if I haven't seen the outside world for a century?" The one who spoke first was Cui Yize

"Today I am marching in place, and I estimate that I will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow." Fang Er's prescient statement caught the instructor's attention

After going around in circles, it turns out it was a declaration of sovereignty. Bo Teng smiled faintly, doubting not only Qiu Meng's accurate intuition but also the coincidence of her intuition. From beginning to end, their involvement in this case could be considered a coincidence.

Gong Xiangpeng stared at the deformed six-toe, his brow furrowed in worry. It is truly a case of fearing what comes; after finally discovering a clue and seeing the case on the verge of resolution, suddenly a case from over twenty years ago emerges. Coincidentally, Song Yingquan also has a car.

"You are not going to tell me that among the collected shoe prints, there is a footprint with six toes," Gong Xiangpeng keenly presented his conclusion.

After finishing his admonition, Lan Jicheng took a deep breath, contemplating what kind of punishment would be appropriate for these two little rascals

During this period, Bu Moze also fell into silence, his eyes fixed ahead, filled with inscrutable thoughts. Some words were spoken just like that, without any solemnity or embellishment. For him, to say "like" was truly simple.

The mornings of military training always arrive particularly quickly, and the assembly whistle sounds like a death knell, leaving no room for procrastination to take effect

In a bustling town

What else can be said about "speaking out" besides interpreting it as intuition

What are you joking about? Gong Xiangpeng directly rejected his request

She was well aware of the purpose behind Boteng's questioning, yet she herself could not clarify it. Many matters seemed to emerge through the scrutiny of details, but in reality, these details had not formed a complete connection in her mind

"Come back!" Instructor Lei chased after him.

Draped in starlight, bathed in morning dew

Fang Er and Qiu Meng were both bewildered, yet they received applause from the district team and the neighboring district team that was merely spectating. These people truly do not shy away from creating a scene

She does not particularly enjoy this feeling; she dislikes indulging in fantasies and self-tormenting when she is unsure whether what the other person says is true or false. With such a disposition, she is likely to find herself in a very awkward situation in the end

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still have a lot of energy?" Instructor Lei shouted, directly pulling Fang Er and Qiu Meng out, "How about you two use that excess energy to sing a song?"

"They have all fled." Bu Moze said dismissively

Serve the people wholeheartedly

Shu Chengcheng glanced at Bu Mozhe, whose attention was entirely focused on Qiu Meng, with a smile full of affection and indulgence. She found it somewhat incomprehensible; they had only known each other for a short time, yet it seemed as if their feelings were quite deep.

She had torn off that layer of disguise in the past, and thus the bloody truth choked her throat, forcing her to live from then on with a secret

Master, Public Security Bureau

Gong Xiangpeng did not respond, this matter could be significant or trivial, and it truly requires careful consideration over time

Ah, my heart is dead. Shi Yu wore a pitiful expression of "the person I love doesn't love me". He picked up the cup and said to Cui Yize, "Come, fill my drink to the brim, I want to get drunk and forget it all."

As soon as the words fell, Bu Moze inevitably took a punch from Qiu Meng. However, he was not wrong; at this moment, Qiu Meng's mind was filled with the image of him lunging forward to grab the spring rolls, resembling a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey

Tao Lanlan is not a local, and her parents are also back in their hometown. Where are we going now? Because the seat and backrest are very hot, Bu Moze is speaking while straightening his back.

"Even a virtuous gentleman cannot withstand such a gaze from you, let alone someone like me." Qiumeng said as she met his eyes.

Upon hearing the sound, Bu Moze ceased singing. He quickly removed his training cap and handed it to a classmate beside him, stepping directly out of the line.

"Therefore, the murderer is very likely to be commemorating Tao Lanlan." Upon seeing the date of Tao Lanlan's suicide, Bu Moze had already understood this answer clearly; now stating it again was merely a reaffirmation, also intended for Qiu Meng to hear.

Bu Moze seemed to understand the words she did not say, and casually remarked: "If we can treat them to a meal, we should, after all, they do not have many opportunities."

Qiu Meng also found the heat unbearable, but upon thinking of her classmates who were still undergoing military training, she felt as if she had gotten quite a bargain.

This is truly going to lead to a loss of life

I will tell you right now. Bu Moze wrapped his arm around Qiumeng's shoulder and took a bite out of the spring roll, which was still two-thirds exposed.

"What kind of shameless instinct is this?" Qiumeng retorted, feeling goosebumps all over her body.

Qiu Meng did not think too much and looked at him, asking: "Do you know?"

At this moment, Lan Jicheng came over to inspect and saw that their team was sparse. He stepped forward and gave them a scolding, berating them along with the instructor.

He chuckled softly, lowering his head, but after a moment, he once again fixed his gaze on Qiumeng. Her appearance was cool and aloof, yet she captivated all his attention. Not everyone understands Qiumeng's merits, and he did not wish for anyone else to understand her as he did.

Huangmei Opera! The instructor from the neighboring team responded loudly, his eyes filled with anticipation

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In summer, this car parked under the sun for just a short while becomes unbearably hot upon entering. The rush of heat that hits you feels like a pair of airtight hands tightly covering your mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe

Due to the large amount of data, it is necessary to have Gong Xiangpeng conduct a selection. Therefore, the three of them went to the conference room on the second floor. Bu Mozhe filtered the archived data on the computer, while Qiu Meng and Gong Xiangpeng reviewed the booklet that registered the floating population. Although most of the information is now synchronized on the computer, there is still a fear of omissions

Suddenly, the conversation took a turn, and the endlessly bored Qiu Meng was caught off guard. She glanced at Cui Yize and then shot a glare at Bu Moze. Those who are close to ink become black; the people in his dormitory speak so freely, it must be something he learned from them

However, Qiumeng and Bumozhe disregarded the instructor's attempts to stop them and stubbornly ran towards the back gate of the school

This familiar dialogue startled Bu Moze, as the feeling of his heart skipping a beat was truly incredible. He reached out to touch her head and said, "While that may be true, you are more alluring than I am"

Afterwards, the eight individuals all took their seats, yet the atmosphere was so awkward that everyone began to introduce themselves, with only Bu Moze and Qiu Meng not participating

A few girls were at a loss for words regarding the strange remarks made by the boys, losing interest in continuing the conversation, and instead began sharing the fragrant chicken that was being cooked.

It is merely intuition. Qiumeng did not meet his gaze, always feeling that his eyes were cold and probing, sending a chill down her spine. Thus, she provided a vague yet decisive answer

Bo Teng looked at Gong Xiangpeng and continued, "During a business trip, I attended a lecture on footprint examination, which happened to discuss the two cases of rape and murder from twenty-two years ago. At that time, many footprints were found on the riverbank, three hundred meters from the crime scene. However, collecting these footprints did not provide them with any assistance in solving the case."

Gong Xiangpeng chuckled lightly, continued driving, and took a completely hands-off approach to the "friendly exchanges" among the young people, adopting an attitude of letting things be.

It is important that we are currently investigating the case of Song Yingquan's murder. If we change the direction of the investigation at this critical moment, it may... Moreover, you currently have no evidence to support your speculation. This is what Gong Xiangpeng is concerned about, and he also needs to report this matter to his superiors

Gong Xiangpeng swiped the access card for the criminal investigation team, opened the door to let them in, and contemplated the content of their discussion

Do they have few opportunities, excluding her

Bu Mozhe helplessly shook his head and said, "With so much money, I can't spend it all. Even if my father left me hundreds of billions or thousands of billions, I would still be troubled."

As Qiumeng, hiding behind Bumozhe, felt every cell in her body clearly perceive the gloomy aura emanating from him, this seriousness and protectiveness, different from the past, surprised her while also moving her deeply

Afterward, Gong Xiangpeng drove for fifteen minutes and finally arrived at the local police station. The instructor of the police station, Pan Qing, happened to be on his way to a meeting at the bureau, and they passed each other. However, on the way, Gong Xiangpeng had already spoken with Pan Qing on the phone, and Pan Qing had prepared everything he needed.

Hello, what are you all doing?" Instructor Lei shouted sternly

Sigh, truly. Gong Xiangpeng looked at Bo Teng with speechlessness. Although he was complaining, he turned around and walked out decisively. After making a call to a colleague, he took a deep breath and also reported the tasks he was about to undertake to his superior.

Bo Teng did not give her any time to catch her breath and immediately said: "Song Yingquan has six toes on his left foot"

Gong Xiangpeng, my two students have gone to find you. They suddenly went crazy and refused to participate in military training; they must have discovered some significant clue. Lan Jicheng dialed Gong Xiangpeng's phone number and added, "Keep an eye on them for me, and make sure they come back tonight without losing a single hair."

Ah?

The rest period was abruptly interrupted, and everyone once again entered military training mode. Lan Jicheng observed from a distance for a few minutes before turning and walking towards the office building

Xu Lingshuang continued: "At that time, no one paid attention to the six toes, as there were many people washing clothes and playing by the riverbank, resulting in a chaotic and even incomplete array of footprints left behind. Moreover, the suspects they were considering at that time were taxi drivers, and during the investigation, no taxi driver with six toes was found."

Bu Mozhe sneered coldly, his expression suddenly becoming serious as he said: "But Qiu Meng is mine, and it is not your place to question."

The figure of the people's police

In a moment of anxiety, Bu Mozhe suddenly grasped her hand and gently squeezed it. Without saying a word, it felt as though he was tenderly offering comfort

It is understandable. In the end, Bo Teng nodded.

After Bu Moze finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Meng and curiously asked, "You aren't sweating at all, are you made of ice?"

Qiu Meng did not respond, her expression was indifferent, and it seemed that nothing stirred within her. Bu Moze seemed to always be able to say some irreverent words that made her anxious and her heart race, even in serious moments.

Cui Yize, Fang Er, and others were immediately startled, their chopsticks clattering onto the table. In a more exaggerated manner, Hu Liang covered his chest with one hand, gasping for breath as he shouted: "I don't want to eat chicken! Bring me my golden dog food!"

Qiu Meng, calm down

As Qiumeng turned to leave, she was abruptly pulled into the store by Bu Mozhe. Once inside, the proprietress greeted them warmly. Just as they had chosen a spot to sit down, an excited and highly animated voice came from the entrance.

"Oh, you are back?" Xu Ling's tone was light and cheerful, and her sweet smile completely dispelled the fatigue on her face. "Alright, see you in a bit."

She shook her head, preparing to go down to ask her colleague who was conducting a judicial appraisal some questions, when she received a call from Bo Teng