Good guy!

Mou Suoge Dongrong looked at each other and could easily see the surprise of the value in the other person's eyes.

Even friends who have not seen each other for more than ten years cannot be so excited, right? Besides, the two of them are not blind, and the situation in front of them is clearly not a scene like an acquaintance accidentally bumped into the scene.

So... this guy is really a policeman? Not an idol star? Otherwise, how could the little girl be so excited!

Ge Dongrong was especially "resentful". He was the one who was good-looking and was not without the little girl's "secretly sending out a love story", especially when wearing police uniforms. But no matter how effective it is, it's too exaggerated!

Zhou Nan did not pay attention to the ups and downs of the two companions, so he stood up and said, "Let's try to simulate and restore the scene that night."

He planned to use the method of repeating the incident to guide the parties to recall some past scenes and find some details that they would not pay attention to.

The young lady vividly showed what the star eyes are.

This is Zhou Nan, the living Zhou Nan! Although the incident of Officer Zhou coming to Nanyun from Kyoto to catch the thief is magical, in this situation, in addition to feeling lucky, the only thing left is to cover his mouth and nod his head wildly.

"Then I'll pretend to be a suspect," Zhou Nan said as he walked towards the door and opened the door, "That night..."

Before he could continue to say it, Jiuhonghai apologized with all his eyes, "Yes, sorry, Nan Shen! I really can't impersonate the suspect in your face..."

Well...? Zhou Nan was speechless...

Then we must not let our own Officer Zhou get out of Taiwan. Jiuhong pointed to the side with clever hair, "Maybe this police officer can."

Ge Dongrong was caught in the shooting, "?" What the hell is the male god? And why are everyone all policemen? He looks like a suspect?

A minute later, under the eyes of the master, the suspect Ge reluctantly took office. He wore Zhou Nan's temporary contribution baseball cap to unlock the lock by simulated technology.

After changing someone, the burgundy hair is indeed much more normal. Although his eyes still glanced at the side from time to time, at least he would not cover his mouth and his mind would be able to operate smoothly.

"I got home at around 9 o'clock that night. After washing up, I lay on the bed to browse my phone. At about 11 o'clock, I seemed to hear some movement at the door. It was very subtle. At first, I didn't take it seriously, and the sound disappeared quickly. But at this time, I felt a little fuzzy. So I left the bedroom to check it out. Before I could turn on the lights in the living room, I found that the security door was open, and a black shadow stood at the door..."

Jiuhonghai obviously said this passage many times. Even so, at the end of the description, she still couldn't help but tremble. It's not difficult to imagine how scared she was at that time.

"Fortunately, the other party might be afraid that my screams would attract the neighbors, so he turned around and ran away. So now whenever I go home from dark, I will close the doors and windows and lock the door with the key."

Jiuhonghai worked diligently from the bedroom to the living room to simulate the process, but this obviously did not play any role. The young lady looked towards Zhou Nandao with guilt. "Nan Shen, it was too dark at that time. I really couldn't see the other person's face clearly. I could only be sure that he was a medium-sized man wearing a hat."

Zhou Nan smiled and said, "No hurry. Walk from the bedroom with lights on to the living room without lights on. The light changes, and your eyes need to adapt for a while. It is normal to not see clearly. Let's take your time."

"...", struggling to squat at the door for a long time, Ge Dongrong, who was ignored, pulled his cap unhappily, and felt that this reenactment was stupid. Do you think he had never watched Sam's Chinese drama? Do you really think that a few words can make people recall something he had never noticed before?

Whenever he sees the hypnotic guidance in film and television dramas, people can recall some information that requires super memory to recall, such as vague license plates, flashing faces, etc., he feels very outrageous. If he can get clues, he cut his head... Huh? This strange sense of familiarity comes to his face.

Ge Dongrong hurriedly stopped his brain circuit, but the "performance" opposite continued.

Jiuhong's little haired worry, "What's the matter? Nan Shen, if I can't remember it slowly, can I still have a photo?"

Ah this?

Even Mou Suo, who has been "out of the matter", couldn't help but open his mouth. Although the young man looks pretty good... Are the girls nowadays so proactive?

Not to mention the Mou Suo, Officer Zhou almost lived in Bengbu, so he used his sister's mobile phone to take a photo together, and then got to the point.

"You held your phone and walked out of the bedroom gently. The living room was very dark, but there was a ray of light at the door. Under the lights in the corridor, you saw a shadowy black shadow standing at the door..."

The wine-red hair that got the photo was instantly fulfilled. From body to mind, the coordination degree max was smoothly entered the situation with Zhou Nan's slow description. But when he heard the black shadow, the young lady couldn't help but tremble again.

There is a door!

After being verified again, Zhou Nan felt that the victim should have a deeper impression of the situation at that time, but because of fear, he subconsciously skipped the corresponding memory.

And this corresponding memory may not necessarily be the specific image of the suspect.

Zhou Nan's pause and orderly voice continued, "In the darkness, your vision is limited, and you can't see the other person's face clearly, but other feelings become more acute..."

The five senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, and wisdom are not met, so Zhou Nan first tested the sense of smell, "What did you smell?"

The wine-red hair, who had a very high degree of cooperation, seemed to have really returned to that night. She sniffed, and then said uncertainly, "I, I seem to smell a scent of oil smoke, floating in from the door along the wind..."

The smell of oil smoke?

It's past 11 o'clock in the evening, can anyone still cook?

There is a possibility, but there are other possibilities, for example, people with a profession have this smell that cannot be washed off over the years.

Ge Dongrong couldn't help but be attracted to stand up.

The baseball cap is neither high nor low, and the other person has a medium figure. Although the other party has no step forward, the burgundy hair seems to have a stress reaction and cannot help but take a step back half a step back.

Seeing this, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up and immediately thought of something. He continued to guide him slowly, "Yes, the smell of oil smoke, you can concentrate on looking. A man stood in front of the door with his backlight, and his shadow reflected into the living room floor, reaching your feet..."

Jiuhonghai took several steps back when he heard this, as if he was afraid of being touched by a shadow.

Bingo.

If you have a fixed light source and shadow length, are you still afraid that you won’t be considered tall?

This wave, a group photo, changed the height range of the suspect, and the profession that he may have been engaged in, finally he did not lose money...
Chapter completed!