A Simple Divination, Confession And Punishment

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　　As night fell, the lights in the buildings kept going out, and Argyle Street became pitch black as if it had been swallowed by a monster. A few stray cats and dogs passed by the entrance of the Kowloon Police Station.

　　Suddenly, a crisp clicking sound was heard in the night, and all the lights on the second floor of the police station were turned on.

　　They stopped and barked at the brightly lit office.

　　After a while.

　　The window creaked open and a few sausages fell out.

　　Zhou Fengxu closed the window. The lights in the room were dim. The whiteboard hanging on the wall was dazzlingly obvious, covered with photos of Zheng Xinya's murder.

　　He rested his hands on the table with his sleeves rolled up, looking at the whiteboard.

　　Shi Boren and Gan Yizu lay on the table, while Luo Qizhong held a cup of coffee and drank silently by the window.

　　No one said a word.

　　Knock knock!

　　As if a thunderbolt broke through the sky, there was a knock on the office door.

　　Zhou Fengxu immediately stood up and opened the door.

　　The person who came was from the forensic department. The young man in a white coat looked very polite. He breathed a sigh of relief when he handed the document over. "Mr. Zhou, I have accomplished your mission."

　　After Ma Zhengqi was captured, Team D immediately asked the Forensic Science Department to take blood tests. They worked overtime and finally got the results before dawn.

　　The other three quickly gathered around.

　　Shi Boren's voice was a little shaky: "Dewain, what's the result?"

　　Little sister Xinya comes to his dreams eight out of ten times. Is it time to solve the case?

　　The Forensic Science Division and the Serious Crime Unit are the partners that cooperate the most. Dewain is of course aware of the hard work of Team D in recent times. He handed the report to Zhou Fengxu, "The blood comparison results are 100% consistent."

　　One hundred percent match?

　　Shi Boren's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with joy. "It's confirmed that the murderer is Ma Zhengqi!"

　　"Yes." Dewain forced a smile. "Congratulations."

　　Just one sentence washed away the solemn atmosphere in the office.

　　Luo Qizhong and Gan Yizu looked at each other.

　　They both saw the relief in each other's eyes, as well as that barely perceptible joy.

　　"You've worked hard." Mr. Zhou picked up the report and patted Dewain on the shoulder. "Go to bed early."

　　After Dewain left, Zhou Fengxu's shoulders relaxed. He reached out and hammered his left shoulder blade, then turned around, opened the filing cabinet, and put the report in.

　　The glass on the cabinet faintly reflected the man's clear-eyed face.

　　The murderer who killed an eight-year-old girl was finally arrested after 18 years on the run.

　　The huge rock pressing on my heart slowly fell to the ground.

　　Zhou Fengxu closed the file cabinet and said, "Everyone, go to bed early. We will go to the court early tomorrow morning and try to send the murderer to prison as soon as possible."