Madness of the Heart

Chapter 17 Demon Hunting (17)

From Dongye City to Los Angeles, it is more convenient to take the high-speed rail than to fly, and it takes only two hours to get there.

Fang Yuanhang is still as if he was beaten up. He has been busy with the case for so many days, and he is still a little tired, and he is not like a person who only sleeps for three or four hours a day.

Mingshu drank a can of Red Bull before leaving, and felt a little sleepy at this time. I don’t think I’m old, but looking at players who are several years younger than me, I can’t help but think of when I was as old as Fang Yuanhang.

I can’t finish my energy all day. I’m busy with a case. If I don’t have a case, I’ll play basketball with Lu Yanzhou’s group. I can play basketball from morning to night on the rest day. I’m picked up by Xiao Yu’an and I can still hang on Xiao Yu’an at night. Come down.

Except for Xiao Yuan, no one knew that he was so clingy.

“Are you a monkey?” Xiao Yuan teased him once.

“Don’t you know what I belong to?” He stayed still, looking at his lover with affectionate eyes, “Of course I belong to you!”

Xiao Yuan understood, smiled and shook his head, that smile was extremely petting.

“My body and heart belong to you, so I am not a monkey, I belong to you!” After he said that, he kissed Xiao Yuan’s chin, but Xiao Yuan caught his lips.

The night is long and beautiful.

“Master, master!” Fang Yuanhang shouted: “Did you listen to what I said? What do you think?”

Of course, Ming Shu would not tell his apprentice that he was thinking about the matter between husband and wife, so he slowly sorted out his expression and said, “I want to have a case.”

Fang Yuanhang: “Where did you think of it, let’s think about it together?”

Ming Shu didn’t answer, “Tell me something? I want to go to the bathroom by myself. How old is it that you want me to lead the way?”

“Master, what are you talking about!” Fang Yuanhang hurriedly looked around, for fear of being heard by others, “I will talk to you about the incident in Los Angeles last year!”

“Last year?” Ming Shu understood immediately.

The Los Angeles police sector experienced a severe turmoil last year. The leader of the special police detachment Han Qu was suspected of being brainwashed by a cult and became its accomplice. Because of his trust in Han Qu, Chen Zheng, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, unconsciously leaked the details of the case and was suspended for investigation. The post of Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was immediately vacated and replaced by Hua Chong, the leader of the crime team.

The Han Qu incident dealt a great blow to Chen Zheng. Even if the investigation team later proved his innocence, he was reluctant to stay in an important front-line unit such as the Criminal Investigation Detachment, and took the initiative to transfer to a provincial government office to take an idle position.

Hua Chong officially became the deputy captain two months ago. Although he was only the deputy captain in name, the position of the captain was vacant, so Hua Chong was actually the leader of the Los Angeles Criminal Investigation Detachment.

Ming Shu was younger than Hua Chong, and the first time he dealt with Hua Chong was a few years ago. He was not seen at that time, but he had already heard of his name—the Los Angeles criminal police Guan Hua Chong was called “Hua’er” and “Hua Hua”. He was speechless. He felt that even if a man had his surname Hua, he couldn’t be called “Hua Hua”. What kind of nickname is this? But when I saw Hua Chong later, this idea changed. Special police officer Hua Chong was born, handsome enough, temperamental enough, skillful, and bright. No matter what nickname you put on this kind of person, it will not detract from his first impression.

The last time I met was in the Special Operations Team of the Ministry of Public Security. Hua Chong came to report on his work while he was receiving training.

He was actually a little surprised, because he was 100% sure that Hua Chong was a straight man before, and the man who would flirt again would not be able to flirt, but when he met again, he found that Hua Chong was bent at a glance, and the one who bends Hua Chong is actually Liu Zhiqin who had a holiday with him!

“L.L.’s combination of’Liu Yin Huaming’ is said to be very powerful.” Fang Yuanhang said again: “Master, have you dealt with them?”

Ming Shu was worried that he would accidentally talk about the secrets of the Liaohua Chong couple, so he perfunctory Fang Yuanhang’s words, put on the headphones and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

After arriving in Los Angeles, Ming Shu and Fang Yuanhang went to the Los Angeles City Bureau first.

Visiting local brother units is a customary rule for criminal police officers to investigate cases outside their jurisdiction.

“Here?” Hua Chong is slender and handsome wearing a shirt and uniform pants, perhaps because he has been a special police officer and has an aura that is different from that of a criminal police officer.

Fang Yuanhang stared at them for a long time.

“I haven’t seen it for another half a year.” Ming Shu took the tea he had brought from Dongye to Hua Chong, greeted a few words, and went straight to the subject.

On the phone before, he briefly mentioned the heart of the tomb. Now that after face-to-face analysis, Hua Chong also agreed to check the heart of the tomb and said that he would send a team member to the Xinyun Publishing House with them.

Ming Shu did not expect that the person Hua Chong said would be Liu Zhiqin.

The office door was pushed open from the outside, Liu Zhiqin raised a bag of ice milk tea in his hand, “Come on, Teacher Liu treats you.”

Ming Shu’s eyelids twitched, “Why are you?”

“Why can’t it be me?” Liu Zhiqin put the milk tea on the table, found a cup of various ingredients and added more than half a cup, inserted a straw, and placed it directly in front of Hua Chong, “You still owe me and the Hua team. Wine.”

Hua Chong smiled and agreed, “Yes.”

Fang Yuanhang was curious, “Master, what’s the matter?”

Ming Shu said, “Young man, don’t gossip like this, okay?”

What Liu Zhiqin was talking about was a trivial incident that happened in the special operations team, but although it was trivial, it was about the face of his forgiveness.

The special operations team’s training involves all aspects, with actual combat as the mainstay, and technical training as the supplement. He ranks among the best in every assessment, only the theoretical knowledge of network security is dragged down.

Liu Zhiqin used to be a core member of the Information Warfare Team of the Ministry of Public Security and belonged to the Special Operations Team. He was later transferred to the Los Angeles City Bureau and now has his home in Los Angeles. But when the special operations team needs it, Liu Zhiqin will go back at any time.

The cyber security theory class he took was taught by Liu Zhiqin.

According to the leaders, the criminal police do not need to master the actual operation of network offense and defense, but they must understand and remember the theory so that they can solve difficult and difficult cases more efficiently in the current environment.

Mingshu is the most annoyed to recite the theory and reads the most. He didn’t have a good computer class when he was in school. Now he can’t understand in class, and he doesn’t bother to review it after class. During the first spot check, he stared at Liu Zhiqin’s face. Not answering a question came up.

Liu Zhiqin’s words made him very angry—

“They are all leaders of the serious crime team, why is the gap so big?”

It was the first time that he was questioned about his strength. He immediately put down his words and said that he would definitely get the first place in the final assessment.

“What if you can’t get it?” Liu Zhiqin asked with a smile.

“If you can’t get me to invite you to dinner with the most powerful team leader in your heart!”

“Not enough food.”

“Eat and drink!”

The words are left there, but if he wants him to spend time recite the boring theory, he still dozes off as soon as he recites it. So the bet lost clearly and without suspense.

He is not a person who recklessly wants to buy wine in the capital, but Liu Zhiqin was temporarily called out to perform the task, and Hua Chong had also returned to Los Angeles long ago, and the debt was owed.

If Liu Zhiqin didn’t mention it suddenly, he would have forgotten.

“I didn’t say not to invite you, this time I will please!” He raised his chin at Hua Chong, “Hua Team, then I will take Mr. Liu away.”

Hua Chong became more stable after becoming deputy detachment leader, and nodded, “If you need anything, just tell me.”

Los Angeles Heart Cloud Publishing House is an established publishing house. It has been established for decades and has experienced turmoil and rapid development of the publishing industry. It is now one of the top five publishing houses in China. The headquarters building looks simple and elegant from the outside, but inside First-class office environment.

In recent years, the publishing industry has fallen into a trough, and the overall recession has caused many small publishing houses to close down. Xinyun is also trying to transform and find a new way out.

“Many of the new books published by this publishing house are suspenseful.” After entering the Xinyun Building, Liu Zhiqin said: “There are local authors, foreign authors, realistic, spiritual, diverse, and of varying quality. Not even.”

Ming Shu slowed down, “Have you investigated?”

“The flower team asked me to assist you. I have to do some homework in advance.” Liu Zhiqin didn’t forget to forgive him after he finished speaking. “And I also occasionally go to the bookstore and buy a few new best-selling books, unlike you. ”

Ming Shu: “…”

What’s wrong with not reading books?

Who stipulates that everyone should love reading?

“Do you know what the increase in suspense books reflects?” Liu Zhiqin asked.

Ming Shu said: “I have to ask? The number of criminal cases in the society is increasing, the pattern is constantly being renovated, the people’s psychology of curiosity is increasing, the imagination is stimulated, and the demand is strong. In fact, the subject of murder, whether it is books, movies, or games, has always been’just needed’. This is not particularly obvious in our country. In neighbouring countries, the subject of crime has long been called’iron plate’.”

“More than that.” Liu Zhiqin said, “There is another reason.”

Ming Shu stopped, “Huh?”

Liu Zhiqin said: “Society is putting more and more pressure on people. Everyone needs a way to vent their emotions. When an author’s excessive negative emotions appear, writing becomes his way of venting. .”

“You mean the heart of the tomb.” Ming Shu said.

Liu Zhiqin shrugged, “It can also be another writer.”

The two were chatting, and a project leader from Xinyun Publishing House hurriedly arrived.

This man is in his thirties, shirt and trousers, a work card hanging on his chest, the most common look and the most common hairstyle, the glasses and lenses are a bit thick, the expression on his face is very disturbed, and he smiles reluctantly and politely said: “Three okay, three okay. My name is Liu, and this is my business card. The above informs me that there is a police officer coming to investigate the case. I will come right away. Is there something wrong? Is there anything I can help? ”

Ming Shu took the business card and glanced at it.

The name and position of the man were written on the business card, Liu Zhiqiang, director of the “Mystery” studio.

Liu Zhiqiang explained that the “Mystery” studio is a newly established department of the editorial center, which is responsible for publishing realistic suspense.

“Do you know the heart of the writer’s tomb?” Ming Shu asked, “The writer of “Green Perfume Bottle”.”

“He…” Liu Zhiqiang helped his glasses with a strange expression, as if he looked down on the other party, and tried his best to conceal his look down.

Ming Shu asked: “Have you seen him?”

“I haven’t seen it.” Liu Zhiqiang shook his head quickly, “Well, if you want to check the heart of the tomb, then I call the editor in charge of the heart of the tomb. She usually communicates with the heart of the tomb.”

Ming Shu’s gaze stayed briefly on Liu Zhiqiang’s face, “OK.”

Liu Zhiqiang opened the door of the conference room, and he should have walked out directly, but turned around again, his eyes hesitant and fearful.