The Underworld Detective

In this afternoon's e-class, the professor released a hypnotic sound wave on it, and Wang Dali lay down on the table and said, "Yoko, what's so good about this shitty class? How many people are coming to class? Senior year, you're afraid of the name? ”

I glanced at him and said, "Where can't you sleep like everybody else? ”

“Cut, then I'm asleep, call me after class.” After that, Wang Dali put the book on his face and began to enter the dreamland.

I use books as cover, I have my phone in my hand, and I've been looking through private messages on Twitter.

Someone said they admired me and asked me if I was a cop at home; someone asked me which dorm I lived in and if I had attended classes with before; someone suspected me of being a hypocrite and asked me a bunch of professional questions; and a girl just sent me a cute picture and asked me if I wanted to be her boyfriend? I really moved, but I heard that girls can't even take pictures seriously. Especially this kind of mumbling adorable, in reality, the bad thing is dinosaurs!

No wonder people are afraid of famous pigs. It's really hard to read more than 300 private letters, but I still found something. There's an account with a girl's profile photo, the name "Little Bear", and I keep asking if I can reveal the progress of the case. Did you find the real killer?

This man caught my attention, but I wasn't sure he was Deng Chao, so I tried to tell him that there had been significant progress.

Thirty seconds later, the bear said, "Detective, can you tell me what's going on? ”

“No, it's classified. You can read it in the paper when you catch the real killer.” I replied to a private message.

“Who's the real killer? ”

“Well, that's not very revealing either. ”

“It doesn't matter if you reveal a little bit, I'll also tell you a secret. Actually, I'm a girl from Deng Chao Class. I've always been secretly in love with him. He suddenly died and I was surprised. ”

I suddenly got excited, and this man was suspicious!

I typed a phrase, and I thought about it and deleted it. If the other party is Deng Chao, I should be careful with every word and punctuation, and never let him suspect that I'm setting the scene.

Though through Weibo, this feels as nervous as the passage in "No Way" where Liu Dehua and Liang Chaowei tried to identify each other over the phone. My palms were even sweating.

Thinking about it, I typed a word back to the past: "So let me tell you something, I found a suicide note at the scene this morning. ”

I waited for about five minutes and even wondered what they noticed, I couldn't help but want to send him another message, but I desperately cautioned myself to calm down!

As I can imagine, that man is doubting, thinking, mocking every word of me.

Finally, he returned the message and gave a puzzling look, asking: "The will? Who wrote it?”

I almost woke up. I'm 200 percent sure this guy is Deng Chao!

Because the victim we talked about before was Deng Chao, he didn't mention Zhang Kai at all. The normal person must think it was Deng Chao's suicide note, but he asked, "Who wrote it?"

Intangibly revealed, he knew that the will was not Deng Chao's, because Deng Chao was still alive, because he was Deng Chao!

I admit that Deng Chao is a high-intelligence criminal, but everyone has a mental blind spot, and in many cases, criminals are exposed.

For example, in the Prison Break, there was a case in which a man saw a financial uprising and killed his companion, and then pretended not to know anything about it, went back to the wife of the deceased to inquire about the whereabouts of the deceased, and called the door and said, “Sister-in-law, is Brother home?” Later, Judge Song Chi asked him, why did he know the victim was not home? Because he knew the dead were dead.

The convict confessed on the spot, a classic example of the use of mental blindness.

I trembled with excitement and said: “I found it in Zhang Kai's dormitory. It was amazing. You have no idea who the killer was! ”

“Really, can I see it? ”

“No, I haven't given it to the police yet! ”

“Huh, you're bragging! ”

Finally, I bit the hook. I smiled and sent him a pre-prepared photograph. It was a letter that I used to put together with ps and it was perfectly capable of being fake and authentic.

Of course, only part of the letter is shown in the photograph, and the key message cannot be seen from this text, only that it is a note from Zhang Kai.

After the photo was sent, all of a sudden the other person didn't move, but I wasn't in any hurry, I could even imagine Deng Chao in such a mess at this moment!

I'm not going to go over there and say, “Well, I'm not lying to you, by the way, don't pass on this picture, I have to give it to the police first thing in the morning. ”

They replied, "Can I ask you out tonight? I really care about this case and want to know who the killer is sooner. ”

As I expected, he had already killed me, and it was time to lay a trap, so I said, "Not tonight. I have to keep investigating on the scene. Alas, it's hard work. ”

They came back with a lovely look, encouraging: "Come on, I hope you solve the case soon. ”

“Thank you!” I replied.

I woke Wang Da Li up, and Wang Da Li complained: “I was dreaming of dating a goddess, why did you wake me up? ”

“Look at this.” I handed her the phone.

Wang Dali rubbed his eyes and shocked: “Song Yang, you can! ”

“Am I right?” I had to smile.

“Your boy is expanding himself so fast, he's fishing for women fans. You want the rhythm of grass powder!” Wang Dali shouted.

I almost bled out, and he didn't see how important this conversation was, and no wonder, from the perspective of a bystander, that I was finding important clues with a female fan, Desser.

“This man is Deng Chao!” I remind him.

“What, are you sure?” Wang Dali asked.

“100% sure!” I replied.

Wang Dali researched it for a while and said: "You told him you were going to be there tonight, so he would kill you? ”

“I'm trying to lure him out!” I said.

“You use yourself as bait, motherfucker, you're playing with your life!” Wang Dazheng looked at me with the eyes of a lunatic.

“Rest assured, I will definitely lay the nets down and wait for him to drill himself, and then you will come.” I replied.

Wang Dazhu scratched his head and shouted: “Well… I intend to resume my homework at night. ”

I glanced at him, 365 days a year, except the day before the exam. This lie is so lame.

In my gaze, Wang Dali finally lost his heart and said: "No… there is no danger. ”

“Deng Chao is not a three-headed, six-armed man. It's not dangerous.” I said.

Wang Dali frowned bitterly and said: "But why did you say it was haunted at the scene? ”

I comforted him, “It's okay, we're both boys, and you can see our names, one called 'Yang’ and one called 'Da Li', the sun is especially heavy, the ghost is afraid of nothing, it's sure to be okay. ”

Wang Dali cried in tears: “Yong Zi, can I quit..."

I said, "No! ”

After the class bell rang, the students slept for lunch and walked out. I said to Wang Dali: "Go, while it is still early, let's go out and buy something. ”

When Huang Xiaotao called, I pressed the answer button and she screamed in a hurry: "Song Yang, you are all wrong, the victim is Deng Chao! ”