"First send Zhang Chunyan's nails to the heart to see if you can find the poisoned mouse strong, this drug is very stable, even if the wipe and cleaning will leave a trace of existence." “

The throttle at the foot of Zhou Hai stepped hard, drove toward the heart, handed it to the eldest sister, and rushed to the scene of the crime again.

“Didn’t you see it the second time yesterday, and we’re going to the place?”

Zhou Hai shook his head and did not wait for the yellow detachment to call.

“The Doctor, where are you?”

“I’m on the horse’s 11.3, what’s the matter?”

"Oh!I'm near here, and I'm looking for you."

A moment later, the two teams converged, the yellow detachment was a stubble, extremely haglic, it seems that this three-day period made him under pressure, after all, Liu Da was not there, and no one gave them a thunder.

The three men stood smoking cigarettes downstairs in the unit, and the yellow detachment took a long breath.

"A white run, there is no harvest at all.

I wondered, how did the murderer light up the room?

Could he have run away unscathed?

What is the mathematical level of this tnn that calculates the effective time of this ignition?”

The fat man looked up at the scene and hit the yellow detachment.

“Isn’t that a child’s calculation of how long it takes to fill the pool?”

On one side, add a leak, how much can the concentration of up to be explode?

Do you know how much concentration can explode?”

“It could explode within three to eleven percent!”

The fat man asked persistently.

"How much gas can there be if there is such a gas tank?"

How long can it burn?”

Zhou Hai understood that the fat man was trying to prove that this was not something that children could do!

But now all the signs are pointing to Zhang Chunyan, but they lack evidence, and the fat man does not want to find evidence.

There is Zhou Hai's persistence in Zhouhai, because there is only one truth!

A long ringing of the bell interrupted the conversation between the three men, and stood up to look at the courtyard on the north side of the community.

Some children ran to the playground with the ringing of the bell, and the sound of instant rattling filled their ears.

“The school?”

Hu Branch realized, "Neighbors are not saying that the girl Zhang Chunyan is in this primary school."

What’s your name?”

“Six miles of Hope Primary School.”

Ten minutes later, the three men came to the primary school and showed their identity and later went to the principal's room.

The yellow detachment tried to make its expression as small as it was serious, laughing and saying to the principal.

"Hello, principal, we want to know, fifth grade Zhang Chunyan, see if you can call the class teacher."

The principal heard a face of doubt, "Zhang Chunyan?

Do you know which class?

We have four classes in fifth grade.”

The yellow detachment shook its head, and Zhou Hai recalled the name of the workbook, and it seemed that there was a fifth grade class.

“Fifth grade three.”

The principal got up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to their head teacher."

For a moment, accompanied by the sound of high heels, a female teacher who was more than 50 years old came in.

The man's hair was meticulously pulled up, a black suit, no dust in his shoes, and a smiley face under the black framed eyes stared at the three men, with a hint of doubt.

"This is our fifth grader."

“You are...”

The yellow detachment got up and reached out, and the teacher paused to shake hands with the yellow detachment.

"We are a criminal police detachment in the Dongcheng District and are investigating an arson case.

Zhang Chunyan's mother and stepfather were burned to death, she was also injured in the hospital, we want to know about Zhang Chunyan's performance in school.

Can you tell us?”

The teacher's eyes with a hint of disgust, and then nodded his head.

“I’ve seen the news, and it’s okay to cooperate with the investigation.

Zhang Chunyan, from the time I took over this class in the fourth grade, has now been a year and two months, the child has spoken more than 20 times.

The question is not a nod or a shake of a head, and I don't know if it will, or I don't want to say it.

When parents meet, no one comes home.

They don’t have contact with their classmates and live completely in their own world.

If she may have been a little arbitrary, she was a man of almost no talk.

I can't help you much."

The estranged smile, obviously trying to end the conversation, Zhou Hai raised his hand and held the yellow detachment that wanted to ask questions, and looked cold a little.

"Since you remember that she has spoken no more than twenty times, remember what she said!"

Is this kid so special after all?

The teacher looked at Zhou Hai with sharp eyes, and did not have ten seconds for Zhou Hai with a cold eye, and she quickly avoided her eyes, which was too scary.

A little recollection, “Remember it’s impossible.

But I remember that after the 11th holiday this year, we had a public class on safety education.

At that time, the lecture was a leader of our fire brigade, telling all the children how to avoid circuit fires.

What can you do when the gas burns?

How to save yourself from the fire?

It’s almost those things.

In the random mention of the fire next to the stove, can not be arbitrarily poured flour, so easy to cause fire.

Then, Zhang Chunyan raised his hand and asked, why does flour cause a fire?

I can't remember anything else."

The fat man's eyes were round, and his eyes were red and eager to ask.

“And then what?

And then what did you say?”

The female teacher got up, her brows were very impatient, and she arranged her clothes.

"Headmaster, I have cooperated with the investigation, now how has it become questioned?"

The fat man also stood up, flung the pull of the yellow detachment, and stood in front of the teacher, pointing to the female teacher's nose.

"You are her teacher, she is her guardian at school, a child for more than a year do not like to talk, you can not ask her what happened?"

Is there anything difficult?

Is this your way of preaching?

Is this a teacher?

You're still blown up, shit!

What are you tugging on!

I don't believe in breaking the big day, this is the educational concept of your school, this is the original intention of the state to organize the primary school, let's break the bullshit."

The teacher looked at the aggressive fat man, grew his mouth for half a day, did nothing to argue, embarrassed to put his face and cried and ran out, the principal looked helpless and spread his hands.

"Comrade police, you must also understand that these are retired teachers, fixed thinking patterns have been ingrained, let's understand each other."

Zhou Hai dragged the fat man away, and the yellow detachment and the principal chased out a few words.

"The Yellow Detachment, you contact the fire brigade, ask who was talking about the class, and whether you remember what Zhang Chunyan answered after he asked the question."

The yellow detachment nodded, quickly dialed the phone, and walked back a short time.

“I asked, people really remember Zhang Chunyan.

He said 9?23 that the explosion of the Huaibei Flour Mill in Anhui Province, and then it extended to the dust explosion.”

In the mind of Zhou Hai, thinking of the electric fan in the kitchen, it seems that everything has been indisputable.

"Yellow detachment remembers the next time we went to the hospital to make a record for Zhang Chunyan?"