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Chapter 477: The Vegetarian Reporter’s Three Aces (3)

The police officer immediately turned around and walked in front to lead the way for Huo Tingchuan.

Xu Huahao greeted him but he didn't hear it.

Then he found Huo Tingchuan stopped in front of the door of the lounge.

An idea suddenly occurred to Xu Huahao.

Wait a minute.

Could it be that the girl just now was... ?

Ma Weishan suddenly felt something was wrong and asked Xu Huahao for confirmation: "Xiao Xu, is Miss Song really not injured?"

It is true that the Fang family has been clean for generations.

But after so many years, who knows if there has been any rebellion.

It is understandable that Marshal Huo suspects an undercover agent.

It would be bad if the interrogation was delayed.

I shouldn't have agreed.

Xu Huahao smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, Chief, she said she sprained her ankle herself."

Noticing Huo Tingchuan walking into the lounge, Xu Huahao, curious and gossipy, hurriedly urged Ma Weishan to walk over together.

A man stood in front of the door.

A man was sitting not far away.

Eyes facing each other.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere is a bit strange.

Song Yuesheng caught a glimpse of the director, asked Sparrow Jing to turn off the comedy audio, then stood up and spoke.

"Since Marshal Huo and the director are here, I believe the results of the investigation have been obtained. Please also inform us of some of the conclusions for use as a press release."

Huo Tingchuan noticed that her right foot was a little unsteady.

He said calmly, "The cooperation you prepared this afternoon also involves you risking your life to catch the murderer?"

This sentence contains a lot of information.

Xu Huahao couldn't help but observe Song Yuesheng for a while longer.

But no matter how I look at it, I can't see anything special about this little girl.

When it comes to being bait and shooting people, Luo Xiangshan can do it.

How did it become "unspeakable" when there is nothing special about it, and was hidden by Brother Chuan for three or four years?

Song Yuesheng shook his head: "No. I am going to seek your cooperation because I want you to take in Su Xinyu and ensure her safety until the murderer is caught. The condition I gave is what happened in Yeyang that night at the end of March last year."

Huo Tingchuan said coldly: "You don't have any patience when you ask for cooperation."

"Because I figured it out during the half hour I waited for you." Song Yuesheng responded with a smile.

She looked at him helplessly.

"If you refuse, Su Xinyu and I will never be able to leave the Wanjun District. But you can still ask her about what happened last year."

Huo Tingchuan pursed his lips, as if trying his best to suppress the waves in his heart.

He said slowly: "So you painted yourself into this half-human, half-ghost look as bait?"

This time it was a coincidence.

Qiu Xiao is not very good at using a gun.

What if the person who showed up tonight was the one behind the plan for Qiu Xiao?

"It's just that it took a long time and my makeup came off."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he put forward his request again.

"Please also tell me whether the current deceased was killed by Qiu Xiao, who had his heart dug out and burned, and why she did it. Knowing this, I will leave immediately and will not write anything else."

Huo Tingchuan didn't believe it.

She will do whatever she wants to do, even if it means using sweet words to coax people into doing it.

This is how you prepare medicinal food and ask someone to help you go to school.

Let him make brunch and clean the house as well.

Huo Tingchuan took a deep breath and said meaningfully: "The reporter will appear at any crime scene."

Song Yuesheng yawned tiredly: "I am not responsible for homicide cases. This time it is because the case has a great impact and my colleague can't handle it alone."

She glanced at her watch.

It turned out to be nearly eleven o'clock.

No wonder I feel sleepy.

Huo Tingchuan's brows relaxed a lot after hearing this. He slowly said, "Qiu Xiao killed those people for Ding Mei. The one who dug out the heart and burned it was a robber wearing a human skin mask."

Song Yuesheng also wanted to ask where Qiu Xiao got the gun from and how an art teacher could never be defeated.

But this question cannot be asked at the moment.

Forget it.

This result is enough to explain to everyone.

"Thank you."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he walked towards the door.

However, just as he passed by Huo Tingchuan, he was grabbed by the arm.

He stared at her quietly, his face expressionless.

"Whatever a reporter writes, public opinion can change in an instant. I never trust any reporter. If you write an article tonight, I must watch you the whole time."

Song Yuesheng looked at him strangely.

Then, she tilted her head slightly and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to ask Marshal Huo to give me a ride."

Looking at the two people leaving together, the word "shocked" is not enough to describe Xu Huahao's surprise.

Apart from Huo Pingan and his sister, where has Brother Chuan ever sent anyone away?

What is so special about this Miss Song?

……

What Huo Tingchuan meant by "focusing on writing" is literal.

But Song Yuesheng is mentally strong.

Under constant watch, she finished the manuscript at one o'clock in the morning.

Huo Tingchuan left after reading it, without any intention of staying.

The car downstairs also left.

All signs indicate that he is not the one being monitored.

So, who was using the same model of car for surveillance for a week?

The next morning.

The police posted a notice on the bulletin board outside the police station that the murderer had been caught.

Major newspapers also rushed to write articles for publication.

Because Song Yuesheng wrote the manuscript overnight, Zhang Yitong and Han Meihua's manuscripts had been prepared long ago, so the Chaolu Daily, which was published and sold in the afternoon, was the first newspaper to publish the relevant news.

First there was the bank manager taking bribes, and then there were serial murders.

These two major events brought Chaolu Daily further into people's attention.

The next two issues of the newspaper also sold well.

Deng Lan was happy and gave everyone a bonus and three days of vacation.

Song Yuesheng declined Zhang Yitong's proposal to travel together.

There are many doubts in the Qiu Xiao case that need to be resolved.

And there are people who monitor.

The other party is in the dark, and she is in the light.

If you want to find clues, you must take a long-term approach.

Song Yuesheng had seen the car parked in front of the newspaper office heading east, so she took a map and conducted an on-site survey.

Mark where the car is parked and the route it may take to leave.

The route of departure is easy to rule out.

The trail is not.

Not in crowded places.

Neither is retrograde.

Then, Song Yuesheng was surprised to find that by taking the stop location as the starting point and connecting the route the vehicle might leave, the letter "Y" could be formed.

Followed by.

She revisited other locations following the "Y-shaped pattern".

It was found that no matter how the vehicle's route was simulated on the map, it would pass through Triumph Road.

It's hard to say this wasn't intentional.

Song Yuesheng sat on the street to rest, looking at the red line on the map and thinking.

"Y" refers to the last name?

Yang? Yan? Yu...

None of the main characters have a last name that begins with the letter Y.

Qi Yi...

Based on the character described in the plot, it is impossible for him to follow someone for seven days and do nothing.

Sad.

"Click."

When Song Yuesheng heard the sound of the camera, he turned his head with a sharp look.

Seeing the lady dressed elegantly, she was a little surprised: "Mom?"

Fang Xinrou waved her hand: "Don't say anything yet, hurry up and get back to your previous expression. Mom will take a few more photos of you from other angles."

Song Yuesheng did as he was told.

Ms. Fang loves photography. After eloping with the original owner's father, she made money by taking photos.

Later, my family no longer objected.

Ms. Fang did not give up her hobby and opened a photo studio in Sangcheng.

After taking the pictures, Fang Xinrou walked over, pulled Song Yuesheng up from the ground, and brushed the dust off her clothes.

She sighed, "If I hadn't run into Meihua, I wouldn't have known you had three days off. You kid, you didn't even go home during the holidays."

Song Yuesheng took her arm affectionately and said, "Mom, I actually plan to go home soon."

"That's better." Fang Xinrou smiled, "Come on, let's go home and call Lao Song and ask him to come back early to prepare a big meal. Making money is not as important as a daughter."

Not long after the two men left, a man and a dog came out of a nearby shop.

Liang Shuman touched Samoyed's head and asked in confusion: "Baozi, why are you so afraid of her?"

No matter how I pulled the rope, it wouldn't move.

Once Song Yuesheng started walking, he could walk by himself without a leash.

The Samoyed whimpered twice.

That human is really scary.

As she spoke, she felt a lot of blood on her hands.

"The serial case is over. She won't come to Ousiya again."

Liang Shuman pulled the rope and walked in the opposite direction.

Having said that, if the police had not informed her, the information about the person who was burned would not have appeared in her article.

Could he be the reporter's informant?