The glass door of the office was pushed open, Bai Mo and Chen Xiaoxiao walked in one after another, and they stood in front of Lu Wan.
Lu Wan moved her head away from the computer screen and looked at the two men with gloomy faces with interest.
"What case?" Lu Wan asked.
In the car, Lu Wan heard that Qin Shuo was not the murderer they were looking for, so he didn't alert anyone else and just let the two of them interrogate him.
"Last night he took a drunk girl to a small hotel over there on the bar street, along with three accomplices. He has already contacted colleagues from the second team to arrest her," Chen Xiaoxiao said.
Qin Shuo is a womanizer, but he is also a professional makeup artist in the photo studio, especially when it comes to choosing clothes.
When he saw Wang Xu that day, he thought that white dress suited her, so he tricked Wang Xu into wearing it, and the upper body effect was perfect.
It's a pity that Wang Xu didn't like solid colors very much and insisted on changing. The two just argued for a few words and nothing else happened.
"Very good." Lu Wan rolled her eyes, "I remember that you two discovered a case of peeping during a previous investigation. I didn't expect that you would win again this time."
The two of them couldn't laugh or cry. They were naturally happy to catch a criminal, but they were regretful that they did not catch the criminal who killed Wang Xu.
"I have asked for the floor surveillance cameras in Dalian City." Lu Wan turned the computer screen to show them to the two of them, "There is no surveillance camera in the photo studio. During the time when Wang Xu went to the photo studio, a total of seven people entered the photo studio. There is a difference of four people from the consumer list provided by the boss over there."
You don't necessarily have to make any purchases when you enter the photo studio, some just go in for consultation. Among the four people Lu Wan found, only one man matched the characteristics of the murderer they currently knew.
Through other surveillance cameras on the floor, Lu Wan determined the man's appearance.
Bai Mo discovered this line first, so it would be too much to not let Bai Mo know about it.
"The door of the photo studio is open. The murderer may have seen Wang Xu in white clothes elsewhere in the building." Bai Mo said.
Lu Wan shrugged, "That day was Sunday, and Meihai City's tourism industry has entered its peak period starting in June, and the passenger flow was too large. I looked around and saw that there were several sly ones, but none of them looked like... He’s a murderer.”
Seeing Bai Mo's disapproving look, Lu Wan pulled out the USB flash drive and placed it in front of Bai Mo, then stood up and stretched.
"You can take a closer look. After all, you can tell that Lu Yajun is the murderer at a glance. Maybe you can also find the murderer in the crowd at a glance this time." As he spoke, Lu Wan walked out of the office.
It was already nine o'clock at night. Lu Wan came to Sun Xiaokai's dedicated computer and opened the computer connected to the traffic police system.
Although the murderer could not be found in the crowd, the murderer would definitely follow Wang Xu after treating her as prey. Since he followed Wang Xu, he would definitely leave traces.
The road surveillance near Dalian City is quite complete. According to the time of Wang Xu's departure, Lu Wan quickly found the taxi that Wang Xu took when he left.
From the surveillance video, a total of four people got into the taxi after Wang Xu and drove in the direction she left. At the same time, three private cars parked on the roadside drove in the same direction.
After memorizing the license plate, Lu Wan even memorized the seven men riding electric bicycles. Then he only needed to compare them with the road monitoring near Wang Xu's house.
While Lu Wan was checking the surveillance, Bai Mo and Chen Xiaoxiao walked out of her office and began to check the internal surveillance of Dalian City that day.
The race between the two started again.
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Under the dim light, a woman's hands and feet were tied with four ropes and fixed to a bed. The high-slit pure white cheongsam shrank toward the woman's waist due to the posture.
The screen zoomed in, and the woman's mouth was covered with transparent tape. The face looked extremely familiar, and it turned out to be Yang Lu!
And the man who is about to ride on Yang Lu is Bai Mo!
Bai Mo sat upright in a swish. The tide of fear was still rushing in his heart, and big beads of sweat were densely covered on his forehead.
It took a while for the violent breathing to stop. Bai Mo had already realized that he had a nightmare, but...
Bai Mo slowly raised his right hand. In his dream, he had touched Yang Lu's body with this hand. The feeling was too real.
Why do you have such a dream? Why do I dream that I am a murderer?
Bai Mo held his head tightly with both hands. He didn't believe in the so-called "thinking about things every day and dreaming about things at night", but when he dreamed of such a real scene, he actually doubted himself.
Looking around, the only person left in the office was Chen Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping on the table. Lu Wan was nowhere to be seen.
Bai Mo took out his cell phone and took a look. Only his grandma sent a voice message, giving Bai Mo time to go home for dinner.
Normally, there will be a greeting from Yang Lu on the phone.
After Yang Lu saw his gallery that night, Bai Mo could clearly feel that Yang Lu was gradually moving away from him.
With Bai Mo's personality, he would definitely say that you will understand me after you truly understand art.
But this time, perhaps affected by the nightmare just now, Bai Mo asked himself: Is there really something wrong with me?
After pondering for a moment, Bai Mo sent a message to Yang Lu. He first sent Yang Lu's most commonly used naughty expression, and then said: [I was dreaming about you just now. 】
There was no immediate reply. Bai Mo waited for several minutes before seeing Yang Lu's reply.
【What dream? 】
For some reason, Bai Mo could even imagine Yang Lu saying this, with a cold expression and a stiff tone, just responding to Bai Mo cooperatively.
[I can’t remember clearly, I just know that I dreamed of you. 】
Sighing silently, Bai Mo began to recall the scenes in his dreams. Some dreams were very strange. After waking up, he could only recall vague scenes, but this dream was particularly clear.
Vaguely, a vague feeling came to his heart, and Bai Mo seemed to have captured something.
Without paying attention, his phone received another message from Yang Lu. Bai Mo picked up a pencil and started drawing on white paper. His major was drawing, and drawings could best express his thoughts.
Swish, swish, swish...
The sound of pencil rubbing against white paper sounded like beautiful music. Bai Mo's hand speed was very fast. After half an hour, a picture that perfectly reproduced the dream appeared on the paper.
The tied woman lying on the bed in the painting is Yang Lu. She is wearing a cheongsam and her eyes are full of fear.
Beside the bed was a man. Bai Mo used himself. There was only one profile, but it could be seen that it was Bai Mo himself.
Bai Mo looked at Bai Mo's hand in the painting. He was holding something vaguely like a Coke bottle. This was the hard metal object mentioned in the autopsy report.
Why do you want to use this thing?
White represents purity. You are desecrating purity, but you feel that your desecration is not enough, so you replace yourself with props.
Not right either...
"Bai Mo?" A horrified cry suddenly sounded behind Bai Mo.
