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Author: Youdaoyan

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Considering Xin Junmao's family situation, She Zian decided not to bring the entire team to visit Xin Junmao. There were five members in the team including him, three of whom stayed in the car, and only one female teammate, Zhao Jing, came with him.

Zhao Jing is one of the only two women in the group. However, due to her pure and pleasant appearance and well-behaved appearance, which is completely different from her cunning and alert real personality, she is extremely deceptive and often serves as the diplomatic soul of the group. This is also the case for She Zian

The reason why I decided to only take her with me.

She Zian knocked on the door of Xin Junmao's house. The person who opened the door was Xin Junmao's mother. The woman who was over fifty years old couldn't help but feel suspicious when she saw that She Zian and Zhao Jing looked like business people.

"Hello, is this Xin Junmao's home?" She Zian took out the law enforcement ID she had prepared in advance and showed it to Xin's mother.

When she saw that it was the law enforcement officers who came to the door, Xin's mother turned pale on the spot and said stumblingly: "Comrade law enforcement officers, you... you... do you have something wrong?"

Seeing Xin's mother's reaction, She Zian felt helpless. She glanced at Zhao Jing beside her. Zhao Jing immediately understood. She stepped forward and put on a gentle smile and said, "Auntie, don't be nervous. In fact, we are just

I came over to ask Xin Junmao a few questions. Something was stolen from a small shop on Sanhe Street last night. The surveillance camera saw Xin Junmao running past at night, so I came over to ask him if he had seen the thief and to see him clearly.

appearance."

"Ah...ah...that's it, so that's how it is." After hearing this, Xin's mother's tense and backward shoulders suddenly dropped, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a dry smile, "Comrades, please come in, our Junmao is now

It's in the room, I'll take you to find him, me, me, I'll prepare some tea for you."

"Oh, Auntie, you don't have to go to so much trouble." Zhao Jing smiled sweetly, "It's just a matter of time."

"Yes, yes, you law enforcers will be tired after working so hard every day. Do you want to eat some fruits and snacks? If not, you still have to drink tea..." Xin's mother has the taste of most women.

She had a habit of chattering and a warm and hospitable look, while she was talking, she led She Zian and Zhao Jing to Xin Junmao's closed room.

Xin's mother knocked on the door of her son's room: "Maomao, open the door. There are two comrades from the Law Enforcement Security Bureau who want to ask you something."

There was a moment of calm in the room, and Xin's mother turned back to She Zian and Zhao Jing with some embarrassment: "Sorry, my child has encountered something bad recently, and he is a little awkward now."

"Something bad?" Zhao Jing asked out of curiosity.

Xin's mother sighed with an unlucky look and said, "It's not like the incident a few days ago where someone committed suicide by jumping off the rails on the subway platform. Originally, my child was going to have a job interview that day, but who knew that he would meet that person early in the morning?

This kind of thing... Sigh, there has been a lot of employment pressure in recent years. My children have been studying hard since they were young. After four years of undergraduate studies, they still can't find a job after graduation. You think this is the world..." Xin's mother began to ramble again.

Constant complaints.

Zhao Jing smiled and agreed with Xin's mother while exchanging glances with She Zian.

She Zian frowned. He naturally knew about the incident of suicide by jumping off the rails. It was the mission of the Tiger Group and others to come to Cuizhu City. It was said that the person who committed suicide by jumping off the rails was involved in the forbidden files of the Xuan Mi Group.

The numbered Ability God is No. 4, the Daughter of Gluttony.

Every numbered power god included in the forbidden files of the Mysterious Group is almost a dangerous power god that has appeared in China. The higher the number, the more harmful the power god is and the more murders it has caused.

, the Taboo File currently contains a total of 108 Ability Gods, and among them, almost each of the top ten numbered Ability Gods has been involved in at least 2,000 human lives.

Therefore, when She Zian and Zhao Jing heard that Xin Junmao was involved in the rail-jumping suicide incident, they felt bad. Could it be that this hell concert also involved the God of Gluttony?

Thinking of an incident involving two supernatural gods, just one is enough to make one's scalp numb, but two more? The members of the Snake Team are extremely uneasy, like a storm on the sea, with rough waves.

Captain She Zian has led the Snake Team for thirteen years without encountering a heaven-level abnormal event. Now they finally encountered one, and this time they may directly encounter two supernatural gods. Good luck to their Snake Team. It turned out that all their good luck was spent on the front.

"An An" for thirteen years.

After Xin's mother talked for a while, she saw that there was still no response from the house. She became a little unhappy and knocked on the door a few more times.

Just as Xin's mother was about to get angry, everyone finally heard the sound of unlocking coming from the house.

Xin's mother's frown relaxed slightly. She opened the door and looked at Xin Junmao, who was sitting in front of the window sill with his back to everyone, and said, "Maomao, please cooperate with the work of the two law enforcement comrades.

I'll get you tea and snacks."

After saying that, Xin's mother let She Zian and the others enter the room, and then closed the door for them.

As soon as the door was closed, the whole room seemed to become quiet.

Due to the orientation of the room, Xin Junmao's bedroom seems to be a little airtight. When the door is closed, the feeling of air tightness and heat will become more obvious. In addition, the sound insulation of this room seems to be designed a little too well, so that the room

Stuffy and quiet, such an environment can make people feel even more restless.

"Mr. Xin Junmao?" She Zian did not move, and secretly motioned to Zhao Jing to stand behind him, closer to the door of the room. He stood behind Xin Junmao, trying to wake up the young man who was motionless and like a corpse.

Xin Junmao looked out the window expressionlessly, his face empty and listless, like a stuck machine with high delay feedback. He was silent for a long time before he responded: "...Is something the matter?"

Both She Zian and Zhao Jing saw the opponent's obvious abnormal behavior. She Zian slowly and silently took a step closer and asked: "Did you go to the Citizen Sports Center last night?"

"Have I... been there?" Xin Junmao seemed to be wondering.

"We saw you in the surveillance records of the stadium last night." She Zian took another step forward and stood behind Xin Junmao, "What did you do there?"

"What are you doing..." Xin Junmao's brain seemed to be working very slowly, and he said slowly and hesitantly, "It seems that he went there..."

"Are you attending the concert?" She Zian looked over and saw only a pale and haggard face.

Xin Junmao slowly rolled his eyes and looked at She Zian, then his neck twisted stiffly, and he opened and closed his lips in a perfunctory manner, "It seems... there is such a thing."

"What did you hear?" She Zian asked.

"I don't remember." Xin Junmao tugged at the corner of his mouth, a strange smile appeared on his tired face, and his empty eyes glowed with a strange look, as if the mention of the "concert" reminded him of other beautiful things.

Facing such a broken expression, She Zian felt that the pores all over his body were itching.

While She Zian was asking, Zhao Jing was also observing Xin Junmao's room, and suddenly noticed something inconsistent in the room, which was a comb on Xin Junmao's desk.

If there is only one type of comb in the boy's room, and this comb is a style used by women, there is nothing worth noting, but there are two of the same type in Xin Junmao's room.

When you have a comb, and one of them is a female-style comb, this can't help but make people feel strange, because under normal circumstances, there is no need to use two combs of the same type.

Moreover, the material and shape of the comb were too high-end and exquisite. It was not something that an ordinary family like Xin Junmao would own. Xin Junmao, who was still unemployed, was even less likely to buy such a product.

"Is this comb yours?" Zhao Jing asked Xin Junmao while picking up the comb.

Xin Junmao looked back at the comb, tilted his head, his face full of confusion, and unconsciously stretched out his hand: "It seems...it seems to be mine."

Please collect the tickets and so on~~~ and then put it on the shelf with my remarks. I added it at the front. You can take a look when you have time (tired)
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