The next morning, the SCI people who had finished their three-day vacation returned to the police station. As soon as they entered the office, they saw Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang sitting in the conference room with a large number of documents on the table.

Gongsun put his hands in his white coat's pocket, walked in staggeringly, picked up a document and looked at it, "A shooting?" he picked up another one in confusion, "Is there any connection between these cases?"

Zhan Zhao shrugged, "You can't say that some are shots, some are knives... But those who die are all gangsters, and they die at midnight.

"That is to say, the victims are randomly selected in a specific group of people..." Gongsun shook his head, "This kind of case will be mixed with many accidental victims, and it is difficult to clearly locate them."

"Then the night punisher before..." Zhan Zhao turned his face and asked Bai Yutang, "Why is it classified as a serial murder case?"

"That has a certain rule." Bai Yutang looked through the old information and said, "Every other day, the same block, the same time... I can't help but connect them."

"It's a pity that time has been delayed too long." Zhan Zhao said, "The time and location of these cases are uncertain now... It may be that the murderer has changed his method of committing the crime, or there may be no connection between them." He put the documents back on the table in a depressed manner, "This way, there is no legal case at all, and it cannot be investigated."

"Gongsun." Bai Yutang suddenly looked up at him, "Why do you always have to wear a white coat when you sway in the police station?"

After hearing this, Zhan Zhao raised his head and said, "Yes, I wanted to ask this question a long time ago."

Gongsun raised his glasses and looked at the two of them, smiling strangely, and whispered: "Don't they all wear them during the dissection?" While saying that, he took out a bright scalpel from his pocket, "I usually wear them, which makes me feel very atmosphere." After that, he turned around and left with a smile.

"Cat." Bai Yutang was silent for a while and turned to Zhan Zhao, "Explain to me in Chinese what the 'atmosphere' he meant?"

Zhan Zhao shrugged helplessly, something seemed to flash in his head, but he couldn't grasp it in detail. He was confused and saw that the office door was pushed open. Bao Zheng walked in, holding a few documents in his hand.

The two exchanged their eyes tacitly - it seemed that something happened again.

Bao Zheng walked into the conference room, looked at the documents on the table, frowned and said, "There is a case." After that, he handed the documents on his hand to Bai Yutang.

At this time, other members of the SCI also walked in.

"Black Fish, Lao Hong, Zheng Pei..." Bai Yutang looked at the document, "The boss of the West District, the second in the East District, and the boss of the South District... are all killed!"

Everyone was amused and crying, "Is it really possible that the murderer was considered a crime or to eliminate the harm for the people?"

"The way to die is the same." Zhan Zhao picked up a few photos and said, "Look, the gun is on the wall... But it was not what the police officer said yesterday, but it was more like it was stuck on it."

"This murderer killed three gang bosses without knowing it." Bao Zheng's expression was serious. "There has been a lot of peace in various places recently. They either compete for positions or fight for fierce battles."

"But it's strange enough that those gangsters actually came to report the case," Ma Han smiled, "Isn't half of this situation settled privately?"

"Probably because of fear." Zhan Zhao whispered, "Everyone is afraid of becoming the next victim. Moreover, if the murderer cannot be caught, he will not be able to sit steadily even if he grabs the boss' position."

At this time, Lu Fangfeng ran in quickly and said, "One more dead."

"What?" Everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Wu Qiang, the boss of the North District, is also dead." Lu Fang said, "I just received a report."

Bai Yutang put away the information and said, "The scene was not destroyed, right?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Let's go and have a look." Bai Yutang ordered everyone to go out.

Zhan Zhao followed everyone out while reading the information, and asked Bai Yutang who was walking beside him: "The ones who killed the other three districts are the bosses, and only the second one who died in the East District... Why?"

"The boss of the East District Chen Jie is a woman." Bai Yutang closed the car.

"In other words, the murderer does not kill women." Zhan Zhao nodded, "It's quite a gentleman."

After adjusting the angle of the rearview mirror, Bai Yutang suddenly said "huh" and turned around and looked back.

"What's wrong?" After putting down the information, Zhan Zhao also turned around and looked in the direction he was looking, "What did you see?"

"One person..." Bai Yutang frowned slightly, "It went over in a flash." After saying that, he opened the car door and got out.

Zhan Zhao was a little curious and got out of the car. The two walked towards the depths of the parking lot. When they arrived at a pillar at the end of the parking lot, Bai Yutang reached out to stop Zhan Zhao. He quickly turned the pillar and saw that there was no one behind the pillar, but a photo was placed on the ground.

When they bent down and picked up the photo, they were both stunned. The background of the photo was the street at night. There were two people standing on the street, both dressed in white. It was Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang who went to the concert last night. The location was obviously the alley where the gangster was killed last night.

"Xiaobai?" Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, "Who did you see just now?"

Bai Yutang was a little confused, "Just flashed by... Maoer, do you remember the weird guy you ran into outside the gymnasium last night?"

"Is it him?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

"I'm not sure, but my clothes look a bit like..." Bai Yutang looked around. The interior of the parking lot was closed and there was no place to hide. "Maoer, he just flashed behind the pillar... but now he is gone."

Zhan Zhao also looked around, "I'm missing? The key is that this is the parking lot of the police station, with guards and surveillance cameras at the door. How did he come in?"

Shaking his head in confusion, Bai Yutang picked up the photo and took a look, "Is it a prank or something?"

"Xiaobai, there seems to be words behind!" Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and flipped over the photo... and saw a few words written in a red marker behind the photo - The Punisher of the Night.

The two of them opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

"Boss!" Everyone in the distance had already gotten into the car. Zhao Hu stuck his head out and shouted at the two of them, "What's wrong?"

The two looked at each other, and Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao: "What do you think?"

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly: "Maybe someone was joking with us. Don't pay attention to it, go investigate the case first."

Nodded, Bai Yutang put the photo into his shirt pocket, walked back to the car with Zhan Zhao, and started the car and drove to the scene of the crime.

When the car drove far away, a head was poked out from the crisscrossing metal pipes at the top of the parking lot, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the direction of the exit of the parking lot.

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The police car drove into the north area and stopped in front of a villa. A woman with noble temperament walked out in black clothes, followed by many people.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao got out of the car. The woman had already walked in front of them and nodded to them as saying hello. She took the lead and said, "My name is Qin Meng, and Wu Qiang, who was killed, is my husband."

"Let us see the scene first." Bai Yutang nodded and signaled Qin Meng to lead the way. Everyone went upstairs together.

Wu Qiang died in the study on the second floor of his villa. Just like the other victims' death methods, he sat on a chair, was shot in the head, and a □□ sticking to the wall behind him.

Gongsun walked over to perform a simple autopsy for Wu Qiang, "The death time was probably from last night to Linchen today. He was shot in the head, and the shooting distance was very close, and there were burns around the skin... It should be the gun that was pressed on the head,

Bai Yutang walked to the wall and looked at the sticky handful of □□ that was fixed to the wall with a transparent substance similar to glass glue. The muzzle was facing downward, at an angle of about 60 degrees to the ground.

Zhan Zhao stood at the deceased's desk and became stunned. After a long time, he turned around and asked Qin Meng: "This desk lamp... looks very incompatible with the style of the surrounding furniture."

Qin Meng looked at the desk lamp that Zhan Zhao pointed at, nodded and said, "This is not ours."

Bai Yutang turned around and said, "You mean, the desk lamp was not originally there?"

Qin Meng said affirmatively, "Yes! My husband usually pays great attention to taste. He will never use plastic desk lamps like this."

Zhan Zhao stared at the desk lamp for a while, took out photos of the scenes of several other cases and compared them.

Bai Chi came up curiously, "It seems that there were desk lamps in the previous few cases."

"That's right!" Zhan Zhao nodded and pointed the photo to Bai Chi, "Although the styles are different, they are all bargains... they were left by the murderer."

"Huh? Strange!" Gongsun, who was concentrating on the autopsy, suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Zhao walked to Gongsun and asked.

"Look!" Gongsun pointed to the hand hanging beside the dead, "his fingers were very strange... the index finger was stretched in a hook shape, and the other four fingers were bent, like..."

"The posture of holding a gun." Bai Yutang walked back and continued Gongsun's words.

Everyone was silent. After a long time, Gongsun said: "The deceased's fingers were stiff and could not be broken apart. If they were formed after death, they could easily get back to their original state, so it was caused before death."

"In other words, Wu Qiang shot himself?" Qin Meng shook his head and said, "It can't be suicide! He is most afraid of death, how could he commit suicide?!"

"Holding a gun yourself may not necessarily commit suicide." Zhan Zhao looked around the room and pointed to the curtains by the wall and said, "When you come in, were the curtains opened or closed?"

Qin Meng said: "It's opened."

"Why are the curtains so thick?" Bai Yutang came to the window and looked at the situation outside.

"He usually talks about things with his subordinates here, so he needs thick curtains." Qin Meng smiled bitterly, "Wu Qiang is very timid, and the design of the room attaches great importance to safety to avoid someone damning him. I don't think anyone can sneak in without knowing it."

"Can you all quit first?" Zhan Zhao said suddenly.

Everyone was a little confused about Zhan Zhao's intention. Bai Yutang nodded to everyone and turned around and wanted to go out. Then he heard Zhan Zhao say, "Xiaobai, pull the curtains up!"

Bai Yutang was slightly stunned, but turned around and pulled up the curtains. Then, everyone retreated outside the door and heard Zhan Zhao say, "Turn off all the lights!" Ma Han and Zhao Hu turned off the lights in the corridor and study room. Then, the surroundings immediately became dark, and the study room was almost pitch black.

Zhan Zhao reached out and inserted the plug of the desk lamp into the socket next to the desk, then reached out and turned on the desk lamp...

As a beam of yellow light shot out, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, and saw the beam of the desk lamp forming a yellow aperture on the opposite wall. The strangest thing was that Wu Qiang's body, due to the angle and light, formed a human-shaped shadow on the wall. The shadow formed by his hands hanging beside him was just holding the gun stuck to the wall... Even his fingers were just pressing the trigger.

After a while of silence, Qin Meng suddenly laughed: "It's really ridiculous. It's my husband's shadow, and he beat him to death!"

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Bai Jintang sat in the office and looked at several business statements. With a "boom", the twins rushed in.

After rubbing the temples, Bai Jintang was helpless, "How about knocking on the door before you two come in in the future?"

The expressions on the twins' faces were no longer as arrogant as before, but rather as rare seriousness: "Brother, here you are."

"What's coming?" Bai Jintang was stunned by their words.

"I received the news today." Xiao Ding said anxiously, "Eugene entered the country last night."

Bai Jintang was a little surprised and put down the document in his hand, "What are Eugene doing here?"

"Boss, do you want it..."
Chapter completed!