Chapter 203 Metaphysics?

Cen Lian found that if he began to think about something in a metaphysical direction, even if he was a staunch materialist, his mind would be filled with some strange metaphysical content.

And he was galloping in an unpredictable direction.

"I suggest you don't think too complicated," Wu Qiushan simply observed Cen Lian's expression, "The complex metaphysics you think about requires you to be able to understand several classical Chinese works that don't speak human language at all."

Cen Lian's thoughts were immediately pulled back by Wu Qiushan.

He was so busy thinking in a complicated direction that he forgot that he had tried to read the introduction to "Heluo Lishu" before, but the more he read, the more he couldn't understand.

With his reading level, it was already very difficult to read such a book that explained a certain skill in classical Chinese. Tao Lijun, who had a high school education, certainly didn't have the ability to engage in such feudal superstition.

It seems that the murderer he protected either had some master or some education, or, as Wu Qiushan said, was just a misguided sales champion.

Cen Lian is currently more inclined to the last possibility, because he has been a policeman for almost six years and has encountered all kinds of charlatans and charlatans in his jurisdiction.

None of them could have expected that he would take them back to Xinhe Police Station to talk about life that day.

"Don't think about the charlatan thing," Wu Qiushan saw that Cen Lian's thinking was back on track, so he said, "We will continue to extract traces here, what are your plans?"

"What else can I plan," Cen Lian spread his hands, "The surveillance man can't lose his surveillance, I plan to adjust the surveillance of this homestay to see if there are any suspicious people who meet our suspicions."

The current investigation stage is a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack. Wu Qiushan's way of finding a needle is to look for physical evidence such as hair and dandruff on the ground to confirm who has been here.

As the only network security in the support squadron, Qu Zihan also has her own tracking method.

She held a lollipop in her mouth and turned on the computer.

Qi Yan passed by and saw it, and asked with a little curiosity, "Is eating lollipops a common hobby among hackers?"

Qu Zihan looked up blankly.

"I'm just too busy to eat, and I'm afraid of hypoglycemia..." she explained.

Qi Yan was silent.

Qu Zihan had no choice but to continue to lower her head and do her own work.

There were not many places where she could be used in this case, but there were indeed many.

Just like now, she was checking the call records of Tao Jiawei and Tao Lijun one by one.

"This person has recently appeared in the call records of both the uncle and nephew," Qu Zihan touched her chin and sent the call records to Cen Lian as soon as possible, "I will identify his identity."

Qi Yan listened to Qu Zihan's report and saw that she was marking something on her computer.

"I am marking the possible route of Yang Hongmin before her death," Qu Zihan looked up and saw that Qi Yan seemed a little curious, so she explained, "There were several times when she called people during normal working hours, but the IP was not in her unit."

Yang Hongmin was not an outdoor worker, at least she would not run so far away for no reason.

So her route of action was also problematic.

"There's something wrong here," Qi Yan finally discovered something. He found a place that Qu Zihan had passed by. "According to Feng Shui, this place is very yin."

Qu Zihan didn't understand Qi Yan's train of thought at all.

Yin, then what?

At present, the deceased should have died in the courtyard of the B&B.