In Cuizhu Xincun Apartment, Cheng Xiaomei, wearing a light red coat, sat in front of the computer and carefully read the novels on the website, picking up a pen to take notes from time to time. Shi Dahai walked around impatiently in the bedroom, writing from time to time.

He stuck his head out to look at the computer in the study. After finally waiting for Cheng Xiaomei to stand up and twist his waist slightly to walk out of the study, Shi Dahai hurriedly greeted him and asked with a smile: "Well, can I use the computer? Very good.

Quick."

Cheng Xiaomei smiled lightly and said: "Just use it, just don't close the IE browser."

"Thank you." Shi Dahai said as he walked into the study room that smelled of light perfume, sat in front of the computer and opened his mailbox. An unread email in it cheered him up, but after he clicked on it, the first sentence in the email

It gave him a moderate blow: Don't count on it. The deputy leader of the "Closing the Net" operation team has never heard of Operation "Dawn", so he will definitely not know about the existence of you, an undercover agent. "Closing the Net"

Action team: leader Zheng Hongming, deputy leader Cheng Shaohua, team members Jiang Jinsong, Zhao Hongbing, Miao Zhenghua, Cheng Dakai, Zhang Lichao...

"Zhang Lichao?" Seeing this familiar name, Shi Dahai suddenly felt a move in his heart, and then thought that he was the policeman who died on his girlfriend's bed in the hotel! Unexpectedly, he was actually a member of the "Closing the Net" action team, Shi Dahai felt in his heart

Feeling that something was wrong, I frowned and thought for a long time, and finally decided to call Hong Bo, so I took out my iPhone 8 and dialed Hong Bo's number directly, but it took a long time to get through.

"Wow! Brother-in-law!" Hongbo's dissatisfied voice came from the phone, "I'm in class right now! By the way, where did you go after entering the police station yesterday? My sister and I went to the police station to look for you, and they said you had left.

Already."

"Um..." Shi Dahai was overjoyed after hearing this. It seemed that the four-eyed policeman at the police station was afraid of taking responsibility and did not dare to reveal his identity as a wanted criminal. The other people were probably afraid that the leaders would find out about this matter.

After being punished, thinking that it was just a small case anyway, he simply reached a consensus with Professor Qin and hid the matter. But this was just his guess, so Shi Dahai still did not dare to take it lightly, so he treated Hong Bo lightly.

He said, "I'm staying out for a few days now. Hongbo, I want to ask you something. It's the policeman who died in the hotel in Qingdao a few days ago. Do you 50-year-olds know the real cause of his death?"

"Holy crap! Do you think our 50 cents are Bai Xiaosheng?" Hong Bo said on the phone, "The police autopsy hasn't come out yet, how can we know the cause of death? Why do you care so much about the Qingdao police? They probably died again yesterday

Got one."

"What?!" Shi Dahai's heart sank and he asked, "What happened?"

"Brother-in-law! You don't know how to read the news by yourself? I'm going back to class, that's it, 88."

Shi Dahai put down his mobile phone and quickly opened NetEase News. He found a piece of news about a traffic accident on the Qingdao Qingyin Expressway and read it carefully. The name of the person involved was not mentioned in the entire article, so he entered the comment section again and frowned one by one.

After flipping through the articles one by one, he finally found "Qingdao Municipal Public Security Bureau Interpol, Miao Zhenghua, 25 years old..." in a human flesh message comment on the third page. Shi Dahai's heart suddenly jumped up - Miao Zhenghua?! "Miao Zhenghua?!" again.

Members of the "Close the Net" action team!

…

Wenchang, Hainan.

Unlike Changzhou, which is freezing in the early winter, the sun is still shining brightly over Wenchang, and pedestrians on the street are still wearing thin clothes, enjoying the warmth brought by the equatorial sunshine and airflow. In the Passat police car parked on the side of the street, Zhang Jun

Smoking a cigarette, he stared at the plump breasts and white thighs of the beautiful girls on the street through the rolled-down car window, swallowing saliva from time to time. Liang Jing sat behind the car, playing with her mobile phone casually.

Game. At this time, her phone rang. When she saw the number, Liang Jing opened the car door and walked to the shade of a tree on the side of the road to answer the phone. Zhang Jun looked in the rearview mirror and said to himself:

"Little girl, Chun Xinluo is touched!" However, he didn't notice that Liang Jing's face became more and more solemn...

Songjia Village under the Qinggang Overpass in Qingdao, Shandong Province.

Several police cars were parked outside an ordinary house. There was a strong atmosphere of sadness in the house. About 10 police officers solemnly expressed their comfort to the two old men with gray hair and eyes swollen from crying. Here is

Miao Zhenghua's home. At this time, Cheng Shaohua was standing aside with red eyes, puffing on a cigarette, as if to burn away the intense grief in his heart. The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Cheng Shaohua lowered his head and quickly wiped the

After closing his eyes, he walked outside the house and pressed the answer button.

"Shaohua, Liang Jing." Liang Jing's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, Liang Jing," Cheng Shaohua raised his head and took a deep breath, calming down his bad mood and said, "Have you received the list?"

"Received. Thank you." Liang Jing paused and said, "Is it convenient for you to talk now?"

"It's okay, just tell me." Cheng Shaohua turned his head and looked around and said.

"Shaohua, I want to remind you of something. I'm not sure, but I hope you can take it seriously." Liang Jing said in a deep voice, "From the time when Director Zheng was killed to the sudden death of two of your subordinates in the past few days,

In the past month, you have lost three police officers one after another. Do you feel something is wrong?"

"Liang Jing, thank you for your concern, but I don't think you care too much?" Cheng Shaohua frowned and said, "Why is your Hongxing Police Station so concerned about our Qingdao Public Security Bureau? Yes, Director Zheng is a villain.

It was a conspiracy, but the other two were accidents and happened by chance. This is also the unlucky thing for our criminal investigation team. Liang Jing, I don’t care what you want to do, I just want you to understand that there is a lot of pressure in our bureau now. I hope

Don't cause any trouble for us, okay?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before I heard Liang Jing whisper: "I know you are in a bad mood now, and I understand. I also really hope that these two accidents were just a coincidence. I just want to remind you that the dead

Everyone is a member of the network closing team. Shaohua, you should understand what I mean. Take care." After saying that, he hung up the phone with a "beep——".

Cheng Shaohua's face suddenly changed, and the pupils in his sharp eyes gradually shrank...

Clicks are valuable, flowers are more expensive; if you collect them, should you throw them away?
Chapter completed!