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On the grass in Central Park, hundreds of people gathered here, looking at the temporary stage in the center. The moment the conductor raised his fingers, everything was silent.

The students on the stage played their hearts with indulgence, cello, violin, trombone, piano... The music was like a stream of water, circling in the air at night with the baton, flowing into the hearts of the listeners.

Zhen * stood among the crowd, full of piety and awe.

In such pure music that shocks the sky, the distracting thoughts in my mind are driven away and I can only indulge.

The ups and downs of music infected her happily. She turned her head to see Yan Su. He was still in his pocket with his hands. What was rare was that there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked full of heart.

Zhen* breathed a sigh of relief.

The song ends and the crowd leaves.

Yan Su's steps slowed down a lot compared to when he came, and his face was still calm and silent. Zhen * followed him slowly and looked at him several times.

The rich musical atmosphere gradually dissipated, and her doubts and curiosity about the underage case rose again. But now is not a good time to ask him.

Although he always looks careless and gentlemanly, she also knows that if she really messes with him, she might get furious.

I remembered the few words he said before the music started, and it seemed that he was already furious.

Zhen * lowered his head with excitement, a little annoyed that he was quick at that time.

As for Su, I feel the same melancholy in my heart, and I feel a little depressed in my heart.

After he said those few words in a gloomy manner, the two of them were speechless in the concert for more than an hour. He couldn't help but wonder if he was talking too much?

Otherwise, according to her usual way of getting along, she should have spoken long ago.

Yan Su felt a slump in his heart. Why did he always wait for her to speak first? He looked at her side, lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes, and didn't know what she was thinking, and she looked very disappointed.

Ah, it must be that his expression was wrong before, which made her embarrassed.

Could she not ask him questions again in the future, right?

Yan Su frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Since you are so curious about the case two years ago, I'll take you to get to know the witnesses!"

"Eh? Really?" Zhen * originally thought he was angry and thought about how to break the silence. Unexpectedly, he suddenly said this, of course he was excited. For a moment, his eyes, which were clearly black and white, were shiny.

Yan Su's originally nervous mood suddenly evaporated, but he felt that the night wind blew and felt that the whole person was happy. However, he still said in a bland tone: "Well, isn't today your holiday? I should always give you a gift."

Zhen *'s mouth immediately drooped, today is April Fool's Day.

He muttered as he walked: "I'm so happy that the fool is so happy. The whole world celebrates the festival for you."

Zhen*:

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Zhen * held his cheek and looked at the two cardboard boxes in front of him: "Is this what you said to bring me familiar with the witness?"

Yan Su took off his windbreaker, rolled up his sleeves neatly, and first made a box of things: "That's how I knew them at the beginning."

Zhen * moved his eyebrows: "You only look at the evidence, confession and clues, and then you will solve the case?"

Yan Su glanced at her and took a little arrogant: "Can't it work?"

"I mean, is the procedure a little strange?" Zhen * immediately changed his words.

After all, he brought her to the archives room in the middle of the night, which was very consistent with her wishes, and she should always be grateful.

Someone was still easily deceived and explained it in a regular manner: "Oh, I was assisting the Virginia police in investigating a serial murder case, which was also intimidating and leaving the password of the five-pointed star. After reading the confessions of these students in New York, I thought there was any contact, so I sent the materials to me."

Zhen * didn't listen. She raised her eyes unintentionally, and her eyes fell on the cuffs of his capable shirt. The lines of her little arms were smooth and tight, like a stone carving artwork.

Her heart thumped and she looked up uncontrollably. The white light fell from the top of his head, covered by the cold and hard hair on his forehead, and fell into her eyes, dark, as beautiful as a faint pool of water.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and calmed down and said, "Then, because she is a minor, there are lawyers present when recording confessions, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Su had already sorted out the transcripts and photos and put them into several piles-

Kelly, Tony, Zimmer, Anna, Daisy, Harry Parker.

Zhen *'s eyes flashed one by one: "Hey, why are there Parker's transcripts?"

"He died three days after Rola's death." Yan Su patted the empty box next to her, staring at her with a faint look, as if dissatisfied, "Precaution!"

At first glance, the box said Rora Roberts, uh.

"All of them are children of high-ranking officials!" Zhen * read the case statement first and felt cold for no reason: "How could she be hung in the woods and stripped naked? This is too strange."

Before he finished speaking, the eyes of the opposite side turned cold, and his voice taught: "I brought you here to watch horror movies."

Zhen * shrugged, just about to read the file; Yan Su couldn't wait: "Given that I don't believe in your ability to summarize quickly, I'd better introduce it to you first."

"Seven students went on vacation on the coast. As a result, they received intimidation and drove back to New York overnight. The deceased, namely Lola, quarreled with her boyfriend Parker, and wanted to get off the bus. Everyone in the car advised her. But she snatched the steering wheel, and the car deviated from the road and rushed into the woods. She jumped out of the car and ran away. The remaining six people went to search separately, and agreed to come back to discuss whether they were found or not in fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, no one found her. After sitting in the car, she saw her feet... She was hung from a tree, and the other end of the rope was tied to the wheel bearing."

Zhen *an listened quietly, his eyes rolled, and looked around.

He actually took her to the interrogation room to see the archives. The small room was dark, with only the lights above their heads.

It's really strange. Although the police are very familiar with him, they won't transfer the previous case to him. Is there any other reason?

But no matter what, she was very happy that he brought her over to learn about the cases he had handled in the past.

Opposite, Yan Su leaned leisurely against the back of the chair, crossed his hands and pressed against his jaw. Under the shadow of the light, his eyes were pitch black and he looked straight at Zhen*.

Zhen * looked up and ran into his black hole-like eyes, and his heart trembled, as if he had almost sucked it in, and he forgot everything he wanted to say.

Yan Su pursed his lips, his voice clear and warm: "Is there anything to say?"

Zhen *: "…uh…”

What are you going to say? Forgot!>_

The author has something to say: because it was a previous case, the reasoning process will be faster.
Chapter completed!