"Ah? I, I, I... shall I come?"
Lü Wenwen seemed a little at a loss.
Mo Jie nodded. "That's right."
Lü Wenwen clenched his little hands, knowing that Chief Constable wanted to show off.
I'm afraid Chief Constable can tell the newcomer's identity at a glance.
Taking a deep breath, Lü Wenwen turned on the screencast. "Sang Zhong, the flower-picking thief, has been extremely arrogant in recent times."
"This person is extremely good at Qinggong, and he has abilities unknown to gods and ghosts."
"And he has mastered the art of disguise."
"The most bizarre thing is that none of the people he picked flowers from acknowledged Sang Zhong's crimes, and many even said good things to him."
"Moreover, many good girls actually look forward to Sang Zhong's coming."
"Some crazy people even held up signs on the street and met publicly on the Internet."
"Such bad atmosphere is growing day by day, and Sang Zhong has also seriously affected the social atmosphere, causing many families to be broken up."
"According to the investigation..."
As Lü Wenwen was speaking on the stage, the expressions of the police officers in the office became darker and darker, obviously feeling the difficulty of Sang Zhong.
Mo Jie's eyes gradually narrowed as the ppts passed by one after another.
There seems to be something strange about the people picking flowers... according to a certain pattern?
other side.
Uncle Wu is patrolling the streets with Shen Lian.
Shen Lian: "Sir, this Sang Zhong is extremely cunning. We have been searching for a long time but have not found any flaws."
On the way just now, Shen Lian also told him that Imperial Guard's current main task is to search for Sang Zhong, regardless of life or death.
Uncle Wu glanced at this street. This is Changhe City Xicheng District. There are the most Sang Zhong supporters here, and there are countless women who are crazy about them.
"Are there any victim families here?"
Uncle Wu looked at Shen Lian.
Shen Lian: "Yes."
The woman who lost her virginity does not feel that she is a victim. In comparison, her parents and family members are the ones who are hurt the most.
Uncle Wu nodded. "Take me there."
Shen Lian bowed slightly and led Uncle Wu to a house.
As they walked, Uncle Wu realized something was wrong. This family seemed a little wealthy.
The residence turned out to be a mansion.
Uncle Wu frowned. "Are you sure this is here?"
Shen Lian: "Yes!"
Uncle Wu waved his hand. "Knock on the door."
Shen Lian walked forward and looked in front of the door to find a small button.
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
Uncle Wu The corners of his mouth twitched. The ringtone was so loud. Are you afraid that you can't hear it?
After waiting for about two or three minutes, the door opened to both sides, and it said yes automatically.
A slumped face suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and the bloodshot eyes made Uncle Wu frown.
The middle-aged man said in a hoarse voice, "Master Shen, have you caught that thief?"
Shen Lian was slightly silent and sighed, "Not yet."
The man's eyes darkened, and he already had some thoughts of death.
Shen Lian said in a deep voice, "Today, I, Imperial Guard, command Master Tongzhi to come here and ask some questions, please relax!"
When the man heard this, his eyes lit up slightly and he looked at the majestic and cold Uncle Wu.
Such a temperament is definitely not ordinary.
Thinking of this, the man raised his spirits and said, "Tongzhi, please."
Uncle Wu nodded. "How annoying."
The two followed the man into the house, and Shen Lian also told Uncle Wu the family's information on the way.
The man's name is Xiao Wei, a high-ranking official of Changhe City, and his daughter, who is twenty years old, is named Xiao Lele.
A girl in bloom, sunny, cheerful, lively and cute.
But since being attacked by Sang Zhong, he has fallen into madness, looking for Sang Zhong all day long, looking forward to the arrival of Sang Zhong.
She used to be well-behaved and sensible, but now she is fighting with her parents because of Sang Zhong.
Xiao Wei brought Uncle Wu to a side room, his eyes showing pain. "My little girl is right here, sir... please do as you please."
Uncle Wu opened the door and saw a girl in pajamas with disheveled hair, papers and drawing pens scattered around her.
At this time, he was immersed in drawing something.
Uncle Wu scanned the room, his pupils shrinking slightly.
There were pictures of men with different faces posted everywhere in the room, but they were all wearing the same clothes.
Luxurious robes and light cloaks.
Uncle Wu secretly thought: Sang Zhong does not reveal his true appearance. Looking at these portraits, he only reveals his eyes.
These eyes are exactly the same, only the face is imagined by Xiao Lele.
Uncle Wu walked slowly, his eyes scanning everything sharply like an eagle's eye.
This Sang Zhong is probably capable of witchcraft? Mentally?
Maybe extremely advanced hypnosis techniques.
But it's more like...
Uncle Wu came to the girl and asked softly, "What are you drawing Sang Zhong?"
The girl stopped when she heard the name and looked up at Uncle Wu: "Yes! You also know Sang Zhong! Do you know where he is! Who are you?!"
Xiao Lele's face is filled with enthusiasm for Sang Zhong, and his eyes are not like ordinary people.
Uncle Wu: "Ah, I'm his good friend. I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that you met him. Can you tell me about it?"
"Maybe I can help you find him."
The girl looked excited. "Okay, okay! That was three days ago! The night was beautiful, and I was checking my phone at home. That day, I was very lonely, very lonely..."
"It's Sang Zhong! Sang Zhong found me."
Uncle Wu said calmly, "Did he come in through the window?"
Xiao Lele: "Yes!"
But soon a look of suspicion appeared on his face. "How do you know? Are you the bad guy that Brother Sang said was chasing him?"
Uncle Wu: "As a child, of course I know about his habit."
Xiao Lele breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, you don't know, he looks really handsome when he climbs through the window."
As he spoke, Xiao Lele looked confused, indulging in the scenery of that day.
Uncle Wu: "You are so obsessed with me, Sang Zhong, that boy didn't leave you any token of love?"
Xiao Lele showed a sickly flush on his face, and there was a hint of shyness in his eyes. "It's true... it's true..."
Shen Lian behind Uncle Wu's pupils shrank. This was something they had not found out at all!
Uncle Wu: "Haha, can you let me see? The tokens this boy left behind represent a place of reunion."
Xiao Lele's eyes burst into astonishing brilliance. "Really?!"
Uncle Wu's face was not red but his heart was not beating. "Of course, otherwise why would you leave a token?"
Xiao Lele finally kept mumbling. "No wonder, no wonder you had to come to me, it turns out there was an agreement..."
Suddenly, Xiao Lele held his hand and handed it to Uncle Wu: "Look! It's right here! It's right here!"
"Isn't it beautiful!"
Shen Lian's scalp felt numb when he saw this, Xiao Lele had something in his hand!
Uncle Wu instead showed a smile, "No, could this thing be hidden on your body?"
Xiao Lele fell into confusion. "On me..."
"Ah! Here, here!"
Xiao Lele kept touching his left arm. "Come out, come out! I want to find Brother Sang!"
Uncle Wu said softly, "Okay, I saw it."
Xiao Lele Looking back. "Really?"
"Yeah."
Having said that, Uncle Wu reached out like a giant python emerging from the abyss!
Three times in a row.
Tianfu! Xiabai! Chize!
Xiao Lele's arm instantly lit up with a heavy white light!
(Please refer to Lingcong Baibo's acupuncture point mark)
With the last palm, Uncle Wu's eyes glowed with golden light:
"Broken!"