"Dream Flower? Have you found out his true situation?"
Luo Qianran suddenly became interested. It was very possible that the person he was analyzing was this man, but he didn't know whether his analysis was correct.
"Because this is the online world, the background information we investigated is not very detailed. I just know that this person's name is Da Jun, and he lives in Room 201, Building 3, Dihua Community, and he has a family."
"Have families? In other words, both of them have families, and they are dating secretly under such circumstances, right?"
"That should be the case, but another interesting thing is that at 11:30 pm on the night of the incident, the man, the flower in the dream, once sent a message to the deceased, asking her if she slept?"
"It's 11:30, but the deceased was already dead by that time..."
"Yes, so he didn't get any reply, and he didn't contact me again."
"No, no."
Luo Qianran suddenly waved her hands and told everyone. Everyone looked at Luo Qianran. Could it be that she remembered something else?
"Professor Luo, did you think of anything?"
"Just imagine, if the deceased was really close to this man, and there must be a certain degree of affection between the two people, but he did not reply to his messages online, what would happen if it were another person?"
"I will continue to contact him, make phone calls or send messages."
Mu Wen expressed his thoughts, and Luo Qianran nodded gently after listening.
"The analysis is correct. Normal people should think like this, but from the incident yesterday to now, he has not contacted this woman again, and has not made a single phone call. Let me ask, he knows that her husband obviously does not He was at home and working the night shift. Why is there still no contact after he didn't get any reply? Isn't this a bit abnormal? "
"Professor Luo's analysis makes sense, and there is one more thing. Is the man who appeared at his house that night the flower in his dream, or is there another man?"
"We need to continue investigating this. Now we should target this man named Da Jun. Let's go, let's investigate and see who he is."
After Luo Bingchen finished speaking, he stood up from his seat. Especially with so many people staying here to continue discussing the meeting, it would be better to do some substantive work. When he saw it, he said that he stood up from his seat. , everyone else looked at themselves in surprise.
"Why are you so anxious? Don't we need to continue analyzing it? Should we just start with the man named Dajun?"
Mu Wen didn't expect Luo Qianran to be so impatient, so he looked at her and said.
"It's not necessary. Others can continue to analyze other clues. The few of us should seize the time to find this army. Otherwise, if it takes a long time, I am really afraid of alerting the enemy. And there is another thing that I doubt, that is, this army is behind the murder. .
Then I deliberately sent a message to his mobile phone to disrupt our clues and prove that he and her were not together, so this person should be on guard. I think time cannot be delayed. "
After listening to Luo Qianran's words, Mu Wen was still a little hesitant. She had other ideas and wanted to analyze them carefully with everyone, but she never thought that Luo Qianran would be so anxious. He looked back at Xu Jinran. , Xu Jinran also nodded at him, seeming to agree with Luo Qianran's approach.
"Okay, now that Professor Luo has said it, let's divide our troops into two groups. For the remaining people, you can continue to analyze and sort out other clues here. I, Captain Xu, and Professor Luo will look for it together. If this person named Dajun finds any new clues, remember to call me immediately, do you understand?"
After hearing this, the few remaining people nodded and continued busy with the work at hand. The three of them left the bureau, got into the same car, and rushed to that address.
The community looked rather shabby, probably due to its age. They found the unit and walked up.
When they just arrived at the door of Room 201, another woman opened the door and walked out. They saw three people standing outside their door, not knowing what happened.
"What are you doing and who are you looking for?"
Mu Wen took a look and saw that the woman who was talking to him seemed to be around 30 years old. She was pretty and pretty, but she looked a little fierce. Even the tone she spoke to them was very domineering.
"I would like to ask, does Dajun live here?"
"Army? Who are you? Why are you looking for him?"
The woman frowned, as if she didn't welcome Mu Wen's arrival. Mu Wen smiled and then showed his work ID.
"We are the police and we want to ask him about something."
"Police? What did he do?"
"Sorry, we don't have the right to tell you so much. We just want to ask if Dajun is at home?"
"Come in."
After the woman finished speaking, she opened the door again, and the three of them walked in. The room seemed a bit messy, and the sound of a child crying came from the bedroom inside the room.
I don't know why the house is so messy. Even if she has children, it shouldn't be so messy. It seems like this woman doesn't like to do housework.
"The army is looking for someone."
After the woman came in, she placed the bag in her hand at the door, and then shouted loudly inside, this
At that time, a man held a child in his arms and hurriedly walked out.
The man was actually wearing an apron and holding a child in his arms. He really looked like a housewife. When they saw these three people coming, the army was obviously stunned for a moment, but his expression was different. Nature soon returned.
"You...who are you? What are you doing to me?"
"We are the police and want to come over to investigate a case. We hope you can cooperate."
"Oh, you go take the kids in and I'll talk to them."
After hearing this, the woman reluctantly took the child into her arms, and then glared hard at the man named Dajun, who quickly lowered his head.
"What did you do outside? Why did you call the police to your door? I told you a long time ago, don't mess around outside, don't mess around, but you just didn't listen."
