Chapter 1439

Zhang Yan frowned: "it's too busy for a week! We don't have a clue at all. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The leader has no doubt: "this is an order. Anyway, we must solve the case within a time limit!"

Xiao Hong was about to walk out of the office when she met Zhang Yan with a frown. Xiao Hong stopped and said, "team Zhang, what's the matter? High pressure? Criticized?"

Zhang Yan forced out a smile: "have you finished taking notes? I'll take you out."

Xiao Hong shook her head: "don't worry. You are so stressed now. I'm sorry to take up your time. I'll just go by myself."

Zhang Yan did not shirk: "then I won't give you away. I really have a lot of things at hand."

Xiao Hong took two steps and suddenly turned back: "team Zhang, can I see the dead?"

Zhang Yan frowned: "according to the regulations, you can't see, but because you are the reporter, I can take you to have a look."

Xiao Hong wants this result. Although Jiang Chan can get her photos, she can't explain the source clearly.

Indeed, as Jiang Chan said, the nail enhancement on the dead man's hand looked like it had only been done for a day or two. The hand maintenance was very exquisite. It looked like ten fingers did not touch the spring water.

With Zhang Yan's consent, Xiao Hong took two manicure pictures. She was going to go to major manicure shops. Zhang Yan looked at her and saw Xiao Hong's intention.

"If you have any clues, please give us feedback in time." thinking of what Shang Lei said unintentionally before, Zhang Yan's words that he wanted to dissuade turned into this sentence again.

Xiao Hong nodded: "I'll just try. If there's a clue, I'll contact you."

Out of the city Bureau, it's around 7 a.m. Xiao Hong stretched out: "I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep all night last night. I'm so sleepy. But my spirit is so good that my body and spirit seem to be separated."

Jiang Chan drew a line: "go straight here for ten minutes. There is a breakfast shop. After breakfast, wash yourself first and leave the photos to me."

After a hasty breakfast, Xiao Hong fell on the big bed of the hotel and didn't even take a bath. There was a small snore between several breaths.

Jiang Chan chuckled, her fingers pulled, and a light screen appeared in the air. All nail salons in downtown w appeared in front of her.

She mainly looked at those high-grade nail salons. Combined with the identity of the dead, Jiang Chan didn't think she would go to those small stores that can be seen everywhere.

These manicure shops basically have their own official account, which will put some new designs on them, or buyers' show, etc., to increase popularity and attract customers.

When manicure manicure shop was called the official account, the ginger cicada suddenly stopped. The picture on the front page was different from the deceased's manicure, but obviously it could be seen from the same color and style.

In other words, the design of the pattern should be from the same designer.

After checking the address of chayang caige, it's about 40 minutes' drive from the food street. After sending the picture to Xiao Hong's mobile phone, Jiang Chan carefully explored the industrial and commercial information of yangcaige.

Yangcaige has been open for more than ten years. Now it is not only doing manicure, but also undertaking eyelash planting, body care, hand care and other businesses. It is not so much a nail salon as a comprehensive beauty club.

This nail shop should be regarded as a VIP in the nail shop in w City, which also confirms Jiang Chan's speculation from the side. Shops like this must have their own membership system. Jiang Chan touched it and looked around, focusing on the guests who had spent the last week.

After writing down all the information, Jiang Chan looked at the time. It was time for Xiao Hong to get up and work.

At about twelve o'clock, Xiao Hong came out of the hotel in high spirits, "across from the food street, go to dinner first, and then work after eating!"

Maybe there was a homicide just the night before. The business of the food street is not as good as that of last night.

Xiao Hong chose a shop casually. Coincidentally, some corpses were found in the dustbin behind the shop. Xiao Hong glanced at the shopkeeper. "The shopkeeper must be very resentful. Look at the bitter hatred."

Jiang Chan: "that's natural. Isn't this the bad guy's business? It's estimated that in this way, the store's business will not be good for three or five months. Once people say it, they think he has done something."

Xiao Hong waved to the shopkeeper: "boss, I want 20 strings of mutton kebabs, 10 strings of baked gluten, 10 strings of plain chicken and another duck blood vermicelli."

Xiao Hong was the only one in the shop. When the boss saw someone ordering, he was immediately happy: "OK, wait a minute!"

Xiao Hong sat very close to the boss and said, "boss, the food street looks very depressed today. Wasn't it the busiest in the past?"

The boss was busy roasting mutton kebabs. When he heard the speech, he spat: "don't mention it. You little girls are afraid."

Xiao Hong blinked: "no, I have great courage. I'm not afraid to watch horror movies."

The boss quickly delivered the mutton kebab. Seeing that no one entered the store, he simply sat down in front of Xiao Hong: "do you really want to listen? After listening, you can't eat any more."

Xiao Hong nodded fiercely, "of course, I have a good appetite. Absolutely nothing can affect my appetite."

She went out after watching the corpse in the morning and ate fried dough sticks and tofu. There was no nausea. Xiao Hong is very proud of this. She is not a chicken now.

The boss hesitated: "last night, the police found the body in the back lane of the food street. I don't know which turtle grandson threw the body here. It's cruel to throw the body here to kill people."

Xiao Hong bit a mutton kebab: "so the business in the food street is very poor today?"

The boss sighed: "that's natural. Who dares to come here again when something like this happens? I guess our business is not good this year."

Xiao Hong gulped at the mutton kebab: "is there only one way in the back alley? Everyone opened a shop at night and no one found it? I read on the news that it seems to have been found in several dustbins."

The boss was also suspicious: "our back alley extends in all directions. Almost every two or three shops have a path leading to the front. The path in this alley is very small. Who would go there except the people in our own shop?"

"Besides, it's dark. Everyone does business in the front and doesn't care about the back. I think the other party can throw his body here. I think he must have done his homework."