The Underworld Detective

Chapter 363: Homicide on the Fire Line

Huang Xiaotao asked me what clue I had, and I didn't answer the question: "Can you get all the cops in the station together? ”

Huang Xiaotao looked at the watch: “It's 9: 00 at night, so many people are off work, tomorrow! ”

I nodded: "Tomorrow morning then. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked uncomfortably, "Why are you calling all the cops? What's the big deal? I have to say hello to Sun Tiger first. ”

I laughed, "No big action, I just met them! ”

Huang Xiao Peach frowned and complained: “I hate it, sell Guan with me again. ”

The next morning, I got up early to the city hall, Huang Xiaotao took me to a conference room, and there were a lot of cops standing inside, and I swept: “Are these all cops? ”

Huang Xiaotao replied: “One third. ”

I closed the door and said positively: “Please cooperate with me in doing something related to the case we are currently investigating. The details are inconvenient to reveal. Rest assured, it is absolutely nothing difficult for everyone. ”

Everyone is a policeman, of high quality, and nobody questions me when I say this.

I asked each of them to come to me and say something in their usual tone: "I checked the school and found no suspects. ”

That's exactly what the copycat said to me at school last night, when I was talking to him, and I didn't doubt him at all, even felt a little familiar, as if I'd seen him before.

A copycat can perfectly clone a person's personality, behavior, way of speaking, so I think he's cloning a cop here with us.

Everyone came and said this to me one by one, and then left through the back door. The whole house was searched, and I couldn't find the one I was looking for.

Huang Xiaotao let the second batch of policemen in. When one of the policemen came to say this, I suddenly felt like I'd known each other before and shouted: “Please say it again! ”

The policeman stunned for a moment and said it again slowly. I nodded: "Okay, thank you for your cooperation. You can go back. Please stay. ”

The policeman was misty, and I told him what had happened, and he was surprised to say, "Why did the killer simply imitate me? ”

I remember he wasn't involved last night, and I laughed, “The reason is simple, which means he sees you a lot and tells me where you live and where you go when you're at peace. ”

He gave me a few addresses, one at his house, one at his usual hotel, and one at his parents' house.

I said thank you, Huang Xiaotao has understood what I mean: “I will organize people to look near these three points immediately! ”

I waved: "No, we only have this fine clue right now. Never hit a snake. Let's put on some low-key clothes and visit ourselves. ”

Huang Xiaotao nodded: “You are low profile enough, I'll change your body and wait for me! ”

I waited at the door for Peach Yellow, and she came out, and she was wearing hot pants, a white T-shirt, and a duck tongue cap, and I looked at the deep line of business in her chest, and I said, "Didn't you say keep your head down? ”

Huang Xiaotao stabbed me in the head with his finger joint: “This body stall does not exceed 300 yuan, it is not low enough! ”

And then she noticed my gaze, and she said, "What are you looking at? I can't help it. I wear anything. My chest is high. Alas! Too big is also distressing, I'm thinking about having a breast reduction surgery. ”

I said, "No, it's better if it's a natural original. If you flatten your chest, the morale of the police force will definitely drop. ”

Huang Xiaotao grinned and grabbed my ear: “Your boy is now learning too, you slippery mouth! ”

I begged, “Let's take a cab! ”

The policeman's house was nearest. We went there first. I snuck around the neighborhood with Huang Xiaotao's hand. Many people looked at her. Huang Xiaotao whispered: “Do I look like a policeman in this outfit? ”

I said, "You can't change your temperament. ”

Huang Xiaotao sighed: “You really should learn like a copycat, how exactly does he hide himself perfectly? ”

“I think he is a person who is extremely insecure, disgusted with himself, always lives in the judgment of others, and is likely to suffer from mental illness.” I whispered and analyzed.

Huang Xiaotao asked surprisingly: "Are you making a psychological portrait of him? ”

I nodded, "I've dealt with him so many times, and although he's been changing, I've got a general outline in my head. ”

I was unable to characterize this mental illness, and the imitator could have been a very inferior person from a very young age, but he was eager to gain the consent of others, so he imitated the words and actions of others. This imitation led him to find a sense of security, and over time, he even lost himself...

Philosophers have always wanted to answer the ultimate question: What am I, my senses, my body, my consciousness? The self is not innate, but evolving concepts.

Children don't use the word 'I' when they can just talk, such as' Yang Yang is thirsty 'or' Yang Yang wants to play for a while ', indicating that children don't have the concept of‘ I ’.

As the brain develops and the awareness of the world deepens, the child will realize one thing, and the “yang yang” that others shout is himself, gradually learning to use "I" and have my consciousness.

And the imitator is a person who doesn't have ‘self', and he's like a computer that doesn't have any programs, and he can easily unload people's personalities.

We went around the neighborhood, looked at the property, asked about the tenants here, and then we ‘broke into’ a few homes, and we didn't find a place to hide the copycats.

We kept going to the next point, the street was full of places to eat, Huang Xiaotao said: “I'm hungry, buy me a beef soup! ”

I looked at the watch and said, "What time are you hungry? ”

Huang Xiaopeach said, “In order to lose weight, I only drank a glass of soy milk in the morning. ”

I said, "Let's go, then! ”

We went to the shop where the cop used to eat, and when I checked out, I asked the boss, "Is there a cop here every day? ”

The boss replied, "Tell the little king he comes every day. ”

I asked, "Does anybody watch him often? ”

The boss stopped by surprise: "What a strange question you have. Who are you? ”

Huang Xiaotao hastily dragged me away and said: “Where did you ask the question like this? Tell me that you didn't let go of your status as an advisor yourself? ”

I was embarrassed to laugh. When I went out, I suddenly noticed several windows on the second floor across the street. Huh. I immediately turned back and asked the boss: “Is that a rented house across the street? ”

And the boss said, "Yeah, you guys want to rent? ”

I said, "Do you have a host number? ”

I wrote down the number, but there was no call, and Huang Xiao Peach went straight upstairs. Opposite the building is a merchant on the ground floor, a home on the second floor, a staircase behind which you can go up, long and full of doors.

I looked at it one by one, and I parked it in front of a door, and it was filled with little ads and leaflets, and I had a hunch that this was the house! Look around, pull out the unlocking tool and prepare to pry the door.

Pushing the door open, as soon as I saw the humble setup in the house, I immediately felt like I had known each other, no mistake, the imitator lived here!