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When he woke up in the morning, Zhou Mingyuan, the criminal police captain of City A, was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a world covered in silver outside. He decided to take advantage of this day's rest and take his family to Daqing Mountain for skiing. As a man who grew up in the north, skiing can be said to be one of Lao Zhou's favorite sports. The feeling of falling rapidly from a high place is like a plane diving, thrilling and exciting. It can be said that there is a kind of fearlessness in Lao Zhou's bones. However, just when he had taken care of everything and was about to go out, his cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. The call was from Lu Yang, the detective on duty. Lao Zhou's heart sank at that time. "Reporting to Team Zhou, we just received a report that a murder occurred in Wanfo Temple in our city. According to the abbot of the temple, the victim was Fang Qinghua, a layman of the temple.

A classic old song suddenly sounded in the huge conference room, causing many people to raise their heads in surprise, looking for the source of the sound. Even Zeng Yiming seemed to be looking for it. However, only a moment later, he suddenly realized that it was his cell phone that rang at an inappropriate time.