It turns out that there are hidden rules here. Fortunately, she must have been a good police officer in the past few hours and did not violate the rules.
The first nine rules of this rule are all very normal, but the most abnormal one is the last one.
"If any of the above items are violated, one or more punishment measures will be given, including warnings, fines, confiscation of illegal gains, confiscation of illegal property, criminal measures, and shooting on the spot, as appropriate."
Ling Qian suddenly spoke, "Did you see the last one? There was no such thing as killing on the spot before. I don't know when it started. Besides, everyone thinks it's normal, but I feel like a psycho."
"Have you discussed it with other people? What did they say?" Shi Ran asked. She thought the rules were for her, but she didn't expect that they were also for them.
"Everyone said that this was normal and told me not to hold on to this thing." Ling Qian seemed a little tired.
She continued: "What else can I do? Everyone says it's normal, so let's be normal. When the whole world is crazy, sober people are the real crazy people in this world."
"It doesn't matter, there must be something playing tricks on her. We will definitely be able to defeat these weird things!" Shi Ran fed her the Chicken Soup for the Soul, which he didn't even know had any effect.
After a while, Ling Qian cheered up again.
"Forget it, thinking too much will make you unhappy. Let's just think about the case."
Shi Ran responded, "Xu Cheng's alibi is very sufficient. He should not be the murderer of Qian Junyao, but I always feel that he seems to be hiding something."
Ling Qian nodded and said the same: "I feel the same way. I always feel that there should be a connection between what he concealed and Qian Junyao's murder."
They didn't stay long and drove away from here, but the car broke down halfway, and they had to call a tow truck to tow the broken police car for repairs.
The sky got dark and the rain gradually became lighter, but it still didn't stop.
The only few high-rise buildings in the city were flashing lights. Under their feet was a dark, dilapidated, old and ignorant city.
News of urban demolition and reconstruction have been circulating for several years, but there has never been any certainty.
But someone knew clearly that it was coming soon.
If this dilapidated city wants to become full of high-rise buildings and dazzling, it has to undergo a process of shedding its skin and bones, cleaning its muscles and marrow.
In the end, the old things will be covered up, but the ignorance will be put on new clothes, and the ignorance will still be bright and bright.
Stupidity and sin are still common in this absurd world.
And those who have been hurt, they are licking their wounds in the dark night, drowning themselves in the crowded crowd under the eternal shadow hanging above their heads, making people unable to find their direction, and they cannot find where the screams once came from. who.
Under a bridge in the suburbs, the river, which was extremely turbid due to rising water, was flowing rapidly.
If the river water were only ten centimeters higher, it would submerge the stone platform where she was standing.
This is a mysterious woman wearing a windbreaker, a black hat, and a black scarf. Her long hair is spread behind her, hanging wetly on the windbreaker and dripping with water.
She just stood there, looking coldly at the raging river, not knowing what she was thinking.
At her feet was a little boy of three or four years old.
The boy was lying flat on the ground, his eyes closed, breathing slowly, and the rising and falling of his chest showed that he was still alive.
Gradually, the boy opened his eyes.
The dark and strange place and the strange people frightened him. The child cried instantly. The cry was covered by the sound of rain and could not be heard on the deserted bridge, nor could it penetrate the endless reeds on both sides of the river.
"Wow!...I want to go home! I want to go home!!..."
When the woman saw that the child was awake, she withdrew her gaze and stared at the child with cold eyes.
"Shut up."
The woman tried to stop the child from crying, but the child didn't listen to her at all and cried even harder.
"Forget it, the result is the same whether you cry or not. You should not have existed. I will personally send you on your way."
The woman murmured to herself, then lifted the boy up from the ground, held him in her arms, held the child's waist tightly with one hand, and covered the child's mouth and nose with the other.
Her hands became tighter and tighter, and her exposed eyes showed no warmth at all.
There was a warm and moist feeling on my hands, which was the tears of a child.
The child gradually began to suffocate. He struggled violently and the shoes on his feet were rubbed off.
The child inadvertently exposed his arms that were wrapped under long-sleeved trousers, and the bruises on them caught the woman's attention.
She suddenly let go of her hand, then grabbed the child's back collar and took off his clothes.
The child was crying with snot and tears, and almost lost his breath from crying.
The woman looked at the child's exposed skin, took two steps back, and covered her mouth in horror.
Her frozen eyes shed tears again.
Why? why is it like this......
Why treat it like this...
The woman covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
The cry of the child echoed in this reed swamp, as shrill as a ghost.
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At five o'clock in the morning, J City was still dark.
In a residential building in Xicheng District, a woman climbed over the wall and entered the stairs quietly.
She was planning to return home silently, but she saw a person on the stairs on the second floor - a fool who made a living by shining shoes for people. He usually set up a stall at the stairs on the first floor.
The woman took out a few ten-dollar changes from her pocket and gave them to him, and said, "You haven't seen me."
The fool's hair had not been cut in several years, and his long hair covered his wrinkled face.
He took the money handed to him by the woman and murmured to himself, "I found the money..."
After hearing this, the woman walked up with peace of mind, went home quietly, and returned to her room quietly.
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J City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Brigade.
At around six o'clock, the people in the office gradually woke up.
Because of the recent spate of murder cases, they have been working overtime for several months, and some have not been home for more than half a month.
Shi Ran is also working overtime.
Her setting is for people who live alone, which is good and convenient.
The sun shines in through the window. The humid city outside is evaporating water vapor in the sun. In less than half a day, the ground will be dry again.
The people who woke up began to eat instant noodles one after another, and the people who didn't wake up were also greedy for the smell. After everyone woke up, a new day began.
Ling Qian, as the only person in her group who did not work overtime yesterday, brought today's morning paper when she came.
Shi Ran looked at the big words in the newspaper - a murder occurred in an abandoned factory in Dongcheng District, this city.
