The Underworld Detective

I remember that night, Zhou Yang told Zhang Bing to follow his Twitter. Zhang Bing died without a cell phone. Apparently, the murderer took it!

When the murderer turned to the microblog above, he didn't know what thought arose and decided to kill everyone on the Ghost Bus in turn. He first found the two nightclub concierges. Zhang Bing's phone should have their contact details. He contacted them on Zhang Bing's phone.

I thought the killer had taken one of the drunk's cell phones out of greed, and now it looks like there's another reason. There's a record of the conversation he left, and he doesn't want to be found!

Then the easiest thing to find was Zhou Yang. The murderer made up a reason to trick Zhou Yang out, and abducted him to call Luo Youyu. Knowing Wang Dali's name, he should have seen it from Luo Youyu's phone.

It seems that the murderer is not so intelligent and his homicide order is rule-based, and now his line is broken, but so are our leads!

After listening to my analysis, Huang Xiaotao said: “I think the focus of the current work should be on Zhang Bing! The killer should be the one who has an old grudge against him. ”

Sun Bingxin asked: “If he killed Zhang Bing, why kill him all the way? ”

I explained: "Perhaps he's an addict, and from his sophisticated modus operandi and thoughts, he's definitely experienced in killing. This kind of person treats killing as a game, as a challenge! ”

Sun Bingxin said: "So the whole case has nothing to do with ghost buses? ”

Huang Xiaotao replied: “Let's go both ways! Ghost Bus better check it out. This suspicious car is out late in the night in Nanjiang City, causing some unnecessary rumors and panic in the folks, just take the opportunity to pull it out! ”

Wang Dali and Luoyu went back to the store. The three of us went to the bureau. A case discussion was held in the morning. Everyone summarized the clues at hand.

Zhang Bing's enemies were quite large. He owed a lot of foreign debt. He was reclaimed on both sides for three days. He hid in hiding all day. There was no place for him. That's probably why he's working with traffickers, doing this nasty trick.

Zhang Bingxiao was his debtor, and the police have made a list to prepare a platoon of checks.

Several chemical plants in Nanjiang City are also being investigated individually, and the first scene of Zhang Bing's murder was visited by the police, especially by vehicles passing by at the time, but no witnesses were found due to the remoteness of the area.

It's a long story, a short story, and that night we waited for the Ghost Bus, or nothing. The police found a bunch of people who had problems with Zhang Bing and brought them back for questioning. I've seen them all. They don't match the characteristics of the killer.

By the third night, the five of us were still going to Purple Jing Road and other buses. By then, the initial enthusiasm had completely disappeared. Everyone had been sleepy for two consecutive days. Almost twelve o'clock, Huang Xiaotao sighed: “Looks like we're waiting for another day. ”

Sun Bingxin said: “Standing is quite boring, let's play idioms to catch the dragon, let me first say... the tail doesn't fall off. ”

Huang Xiaotao sarcastically said: “How childish... the tiger leaves the mountain! ”

The two of them actually played. When they couldn't keep up with ‘do whatever you want', Lo Yu shouted at the distance: “Look over there! ”

There was a mist on the road, and the outline of a bus appeared in the mist. For the first time, Huang Xiaotao, who had seen Ghost Bus, stunned and opened his mouth: “It's unbelievable! ”

This time we were standing on a plate, waiting for the car to stop in front of us, and a few fish came in, and I pulled out a little bottle of fog.

When we got in the car, we sat down and I watched the vial. Sun Bing asked in surprise: "Can this fog still be loaded? ”

I said, "Look closely at what it is. ”

Sun Bingxin gauged for a while: “It looks like this gas is heavier than the air.” I reached out and touched the bottle wall: “Cold… is carbon dioxide! ”

I nodded: "Yes, it should be dry ice, that's why the fog is so heavy, and people feel cold as soon as they get close! ”

To put it this way, everyone is surprised that the strange atmosphere in the invisible has diminished a lot. In fact, one of my main goals tonight is to tear down its Western mirror and prove that the ghost bus is fake.

Wang Dali asked: "What happened to the ghost in the car? ”

I grinned, “What kind of ghost is that? Actually, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and finally figured out how this trick came to pass! ”

I sat by the window in the front row, pulling a laser pen out of my arms and shooting at the window. As the light point moves back and forth on the glass, several people immediately realize what the problem is, and as the light point passes through the central area of the glass, the penetration rate becomes significantly worse.

And I knocked on the window and I said, "It's an optical glass, and it's nothing on the surface, but it actually has a different light transmittance, and someone might have done it deliberately. As the light passes through, a person's side shadow falls on the ground or on the wall, as if the car was full of people. ”

Luo Yu said disappointedly: "So it's all fake? ”

I nodded: “Since I got in the car that day, I've been skeptical. I'm not an atheist, but I'm used to seeing unusual things to verify them first, not immediately. ”

Wang Dazheng praised: "This realistic spirit of Yong Zi is most worthy of our learning. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Since all this is fake, let's talk to the driver! ”

She stood up and walked near the driver's seat, showing her ID: "Stop, we have a few words to ask you! ”

However, whatever Huang Xiaotao said, the driver simply did not respond. I walked up to her and saw a pair of numb, empty eyes in the reflection of the windshield, like a dead man.

I said, "This guy could be mentally ill, and we're going to sit down and find out what it is today. ”

At this time I heard a bang, Wang Dali was playing with his new zippo lighter, the flash of fire, the driver suddenly screamed: “Fire, so many fires, help! ”

The car suddenly twisted, and I held the seat by my hand, and Huang Xiaotao fell on me.

Then the body swung to the other side, shaking us upside down, spinning. Wang Dali, Luo Youyu and Sun Bingxin screamed and shook the windows, and the lights in the car began to flicker.

The whole car was s-shaped on the road. It took me a few moments to barely hold it steady. At this time, I sat paralyzed in my seat. Huang Xiaotao pressed it against me and covered his head with his hand, as if I had just accidentally hit him.

I rubbed her with my hand and asked, "Does it hurt? ”

“Fine!” Huang Xiaotao scolded angrily: “Is this guy trying to kill someone? ”

She stood up, rushed to the driver's seat, twisted the car keys, pulled them out, and the car went out immediately.

Huang Xiaotao drank: “Get out! ”

The driver didn't answer him, he was still there to turn the wheel, his eyes looked straight ahead, as if everything that happened in the real world had nothing to do with him...