She never thought that a man, especially a cool and cold man like Yin Hui, would be so cute and sexy when he fell asleep. How she hoped that from now on, she would see the face of this handsome man who was pitying and heart-warming when she woke up every day. But she knew that this was a luxury, so she hurriedly left here.

Two lines of hot tears flowed down their cheeks, dried by the wind, and no one saw the marks left on their faces.

People hurriedly walked by on the street. Conan Doyle thought that Yin Hui was just a passerby in his life. Maybe no one could recognize anyone when they passed each other in the future.

Thinking negatively, I walked to the bar that caused trouble yesterday. The bar has closed. Although I don’t know much about the local gangster alley, I can guess from the closing of this bar that the other party is quite powerful.

Because it was daytime, office workers all went to work, and there were few people on the pedestrian street, and only he, the idle person, walked here, seemed to be redundant in the world. I was still recalling the passionate scenes of last night in my mind. As I thought about it, I would laugh out loud, and then cry again.

"Hey, boss, I finally found you." The sound of the scalpel came from the end of the pedestrian street. Looking in the sound, it was a scalpel with an impatient look on his face. He was still the same as before. The first thing he thought of when encountering something was to report to the team leader and follow the arrangements of the superiors, even if he was asked to go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire, he would not frown.

She hurriedly wiped away the tears from her face and wet her hands. She didn't expect that so many tears would shed.

"What's wrong?" After adjusting her emotions for a moment, she became the strong and strong woman Conan Doyle, who used to be.

"Let's talk about it in the office." The scalpel looked around, and the store's eyes seemed to fall on her.

It’s not their fault, who have ever seen a woman smiling with tears?

Especially the "Boss" of the scalpel just now, it caused people's infinite imagination. This woman could not be the leader of the underworld, right? Why? The underworld boss is heartbroken and comes here for a walk?

Conan Doyle nodded, followed the scalpel to the end of the pedestrian street, and got into the car.

In the office, a group of people gathered together without saying a word. As a people's policeman, Ouyang Xue also joined in. They knew Ouyang Xue and believed that she would not tell the secret here.

Ouyang Xue was unwilling to be involved in the major cases of the National Security Bureau, but her damn curiosity still made her decide to witness what the National Security Bureau, which only appears in the movie, looks like.

Unexpectedly, after seeing this, she was so shocked that she still didn't fully react. A single group is so advanced in software and hardware equipment, let alone the entire National Security Bureau headquarters.

At this moment, she was still staring at the sniper's hand that was like a chicken claw, quickly tapping on the keyboard. Large pieces of information flashed through the top, and the printer next to her was working squeakingly, printing out a series of characters.

She was a little depressed by the strange atmosphere at the scene and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

While talking, he sat in his seat.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally lowered their heads and said without saying a word. But at this time, the sniper took a breath and said, "The task is done."

The printer stopped working at the right time, and a large row of paper sticking out from it, with rows of dense handwriting printed on it.

She hurriedly walked up and took the paper in her hand to watch it, but she couldn't understand what she was writing, and there were still many words she didn't recognize.

"No need to read it. These are actually garbled and encrypted files. We have to send these files to the declassification bureau to decrypt as soon as possible. I just invaded the network system of the hospital, but found this strange file in their network system." The sniper left the computer seat, looked at Ouyang Xue, who was so intoxicated and surprised, and shrugged proudly: "This is a piece of cake. If you have the chance in the future, you will definitely show you my real skills."

Ouyang Xue then came back from her daze, searched the crowd for a while, but did not find Yin Hui. She originally wanted to ask about his whereabouts, but the serious atmosphere at the scene made her decide to ask after the meeting.

"How did they handle that case about Jesus Christ?" Conan Doyle browsed the document roughly and found that he couldn't understand any character, so he had to give up and ignore the papers.

"The case has been closed. The vice president of the hospital is a religious maniac. He has distorted his psychology because of his fanatical religious beliefs. He also saw some strange videos on the Internet, so he decided to give his love to Jesus Christ. He took advantage of his position to create so many murders."

Conan Doyle nodded faintly: "Things are not that simple. I also felt that when I first went to that hospital, I was in the emergency room. A doctor and two nurses I met were both physically unhealthy and just a piece of clothing swaying. And the attending doctor kept saying, "Lord, in my opinion, since this is a psychological distortion, the rest of the hospital will be more or less affected by this belief."

"What? Have you ever encountered such a strange thing before?" Master Bird Bird was stunned for a second, then looked at Conan Doyle and said, "Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"I used to think that I had encountered a ghost, but I didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that this hospital must have a huge criminal system, and it is not only humans, but also ghosts and monsters." She stood up and took two steps, feeling that she was so overwhelmed. Zhao Dehuo's case was not over yet, and she was actually involved in this kind of thing again.

The rest of the people were also silent.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Huang Helou asked in a dry voice after taking a breath of cigarette.

She was speechless, just lowering her head and thinking. The two things were complicated, and he didn't know which one should be dealt with first. Work and private matters were like an invisible big net, surrounding her and unable to breathe.

Outside the door, a series of metal collision sounded, and everyone was intent on looking at the office door. Yin Hui, a guy who was privately called the top leader of the group, would add infinite vitality to them.

His graceful figure swayed at the door for a moment, then quickly flashed in. There was a hint of anxiety on his face: "Have you received the call from the police?"

Everyone was confused by Yin Hui's words, looked at each other in a flash, and finally turned their eyes to Yin Hui who was a little angry: "What's wrong? Sit down and say."

"There's no time." He cursed angrily, then walked to the phone and raised the phone.

It was silent, and there was no sound inside.

"Why can't the phone be connected?" Yin Hui looked at everyone.

"Not working? How could it be?" The sniper in charge of hardware facilities hurriedly walked up and lifted the telephone. There was no movement inside, as if someone had cut off the telephone line.

"No, the hacker broke in." The sniper cursed, threw off the phone in his hand, turned around and sat on the chair, his arms pounded on the keyboard for a long time, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Yin Hun, what's wrong? Tell me slowly." Sun Dong, the blaster, pressed Yin Hun, who was walking anxiously next to the computer, to his seat.

"A death happened." He said lightly.

"Human life? When will human life not be killed in this city?"

"This murder case is likely to be related to the case of Jesus Christ in the hospital. I called you just now, but I have been busy with the sound. So let's take a look."

"Huh!" The sniper sitting on the computer leaned decadently on the chair, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down, with an apology on his face.

"What's wrong with the sniper?" Yin Hui asked hurriedly.

"The other party has broken into our system, and I can't expel him." The sniper apologized: "I'm just an amateur, but I can feel that the other party is definitely a master among experts, because our system itself has the function of sniper hackers, and those who can break in must be Microsoft's R&D elite level expert."

"Damn it, I'll tell you earlier. Follow my plan. Disconnect the power supply and don't let the National Security Bureau lose information. Hurry up." Yin Hui cursed.

The sniper jumped up from the chair excitedly: "Yin Hun, you are such a fucking genius." He rushed to the main power supply and turned off the power supply with a click.

The computer, including all hardware facilities, was powered off and turned off instantly. The huge underground hall activated the emergency power supply. However, these power supplies only provide the most basic lighting facilities, and all computer hardware and other things are not powered on.

"What kind of organization is the other party? I suddenly felt that the hospital was just a chess piece of the other party. The real chess board was very large, just like this hacker, or it might just be one of the insignificant chess pieces." Conan Doyle held his head and lay half on the table: "Now who can tell me what to do next?"

"Let's go to the murder scene that just happened, and maybe you will find something." Yin Hui smiled faintly and looked at Conan Doyle.

There was infinite apology hidden in his smile, but only Conan Doyle could see it.

"Okay, let's go." She stood up without hesitation: "Sniper, please take a few people to stay and ensure that the information of the team is not leaked. Huanghelou, Yin Hui, come with me and go to the scene to see what's going on." After saying that, he turned around and left hurriedly, without paying too much attention to Yin Hui, as if nothing happened yesterday.

This really surprised him. He knew in his heart that Conan Doyle was not the kind of woman who liked to pester and force others, but he could forget the first time so generously, which was something he didn't expect.

Without thinking too much, they chased after two long legs in three steps. Because there was no electricity, they could not take the tram to follow the established track and could only walk.

In the long track, the dull footsteps of the three people echoed inside.

Huang Helou seemed to notice something was wrong with the two, because in the past, they always had endless topics to talk about together, but today they were abnormal and said nothing. He doubted whether the two had any conflicts.

"Yin Hun, what did you and Conan Doyle go yesterday? You can't find you in the villa and the five-star hotel." Huang Helou asked this without hesitation, aiming to break the dullness of the scene. But this sentence happened to Conan Doyle's heartache, and she rolled her eyes.

He stopped talking and felt extremely depressed. It was really a dog biting Lu Dongbin and he didn't know the good people's hearts. It was obviously to break their embarrassment, but they refused it.

He didn't say much, just glanced at Yin Hui.

Yin Hui shrugged helplessly and ignored him in the end.

The mute eats coptis chinensis and cannot say what he has to suffer. This is the description of Huang Helou’s mood at this moment.

Climbing out along the narrow passage and bathing in the sun again, I felt much better. Yin Hui was a driver and soon arrived at the crime scene. The scene was also surrounded by a group of people who were unknown.

It was at the gate of a post office, in the downtown area, with many people coming and going, and with such an eye-catching murder, the gatherings could catch up with a small train station.

If you collect tickets, the deceased will definitely make a fortune.

"Give it, let it go." Yin Hui shouted while squeezing into the crowd: "It's boiling water, boiling water, be careful of burning it."

"Tsk, I want to go to the line, I have no way to fool me with this trick. I've been used to ruin me long ago." An unknown yellow-haired man cursed with anger on his face.

"Don't you go." Yin Hui directly kicked the other party's waist: "I'll waste you even more of the fucking nonsense."

The noise here attracted the attention of the onlookers. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yin Hui quickly walked into the crowd. As expected, no one dared to stop him.

Huanghelou and Conan Doyle also took advantage of the chaos to get in. Only the little yellow-haired outside looked at Yin Hui who was swaying, knew that he had been involved in the underworld and dared not stay for a long time, so he slipped away in shame.

"It's you again." The fat police officer standing at the scene of the crime and staring at the body lying on the ground intently saw Yin Hui and Conan Doyle, and said a little impatiently.

"What's the result?" Conan Doyle ignored Officer Chen's complaints, squatted down coldly and looked at the bloody corpse, with a look of indifference, as if he didn't care about this life at all.

"Nothing was found." Officer Chen was not going to share his discovery with Conan Doyle, because he was afraid that Conan Doyle would win the credit.

Conan Doyle looked up at Director Chen and smiled faintly, with endless contempt in her smile. As for the big and small things in Director Chen's heart, she still understood it very well.

"Huanghelou, turn the corpse over." Conan Doyle opened the corpse's eyes and looked at it, then stood up and let Huanghelou turn the corpse over.

"Slowly, the crime scene cannot be destroyed at will." Director Chen came up and stopped Huang Helou, who was preparing to take action.

Conan Doyle walked up, stared at Director Chen and grabbed Huang Helou's hand, and said, "Let go."

Director Chen was stunned for a moment, and finally let go of his hand, looking shocked. He felt very angry. A big man was punished by a woman and obeyed him, so how could he, the leader of the game, face his subordinates in the future?
Chapter completed!