Facing Bernard's question, Fu Qian nodded secretly.
This guy seems to be really well-informed.
Indeed, the probability that Chief Harry is here to buy books is about zero. It seems that those people have really brought the "assassin" matter to him.
"I'm used to walking in the evening."
Bernard's dead fish now responded casually before paying.
Squeak!
At this time, the door of the bookstore has been pushed open, and Sheriff Harry walked in. His huge size made the light of the bookstore dim.
After entering the door, his eyes were immediately fixed on Fu Qian.
"Did you enjoy your vacation? Mr. Fuqian."
"very nice."
Facing Harry's emotionless greetings, Fu Qian answered with a smile.
This person should have seen him entering the door just now.
"That's good."
Harry nodded, pulled out a piece of paper, and shook it open before paying.
"Have you seen this man? His right hand should be injured."
Well!
Before paying, he looked at the portrait in Harry's hand, and the face of Mr. Lu Ming vividly appeared on the paper.
I have to say that the technique is quite good. The people at the banquet are really versatile and they can draw like this just from memory.
"never seen it."
Fu Qian sighed and shook his head. Bernard next to him also snorted, saying that he had never seen the person above him.
Um.
Sheriff Harry put the portrait away without any surprise.
"I am investigating a case of attempted poisoning. It is basically clear that this stranger did it. If you see this person, remember to notify me as soon as possible."
"no problem."
"good!"
The first two people responded feebly.
"very good!"
Sheriff Harry praised him and then pointed to the front.
"You, come with me."
"Why?"
Although I didn't think it would be that simple, the portrait clearly didn't match up, and I couldn't figure out what else this person was looking for.
"All foreigners who have come to Bairuk recently are asked to go back to the police station with me so that the victim can be identified."
"This is obviously different, isn't it?"
It's actually like this. He pointed at the portrait before paying.
"It's different, but you need to come with me."
Harry patted his waist, his tone not allowing for objection.
"Understood."
Before paying, I drank the coffee in one gulp and said hello to Bernard, looking very familiar with him.
"What a pity. It seems we can only talk about it next time."
The latter looked at him blankly, scratching his tangled hair like a chicken coop and making no noise.
…
The small police station is not far from the bookstore.
Considering that the image in front of him was completely different from that in the portrait, Chief Harry made no additional actions along the way and just drove the car without saying a word.
After arriving at the destination, Fu Qian saw an acquaintance at first sight—Dean Collins.
The old man changed into a long windbreaker, his eyes were solemn and he said nothing.
Even when Fu Qian and Harry walked in, their expressions didn't change.
It was this person who should have provided the portrait to Harry.
Harry greeted Collins and motioned for him to come forward and identify him.
Collins nodded silently and stared straight at Fu Qian.
This one is a little different!
When he was observing Fu Qian, Fu Qian was also observing him.
And it was soon confirmed before paying that Collins, unlike Grace, was still in that special state.
Even standing in front of me, this person is still a void in my perception.
So everyone is different?
There is no unified time when everyone will release the status at the same time.
Got the first conclusion before paying.
Guzman, Knight, Grace, Collins, all of them have performed differently so far.
It seems that the alternation of the two states is completely different from person to person, but it is more concentrated at night.
"no."
At this point, after a long period of identification, Collins finally spoke.
"Understood."
Harry looked at Fu Qian with an unsurprised tone.
"You can go, Mr. Fuqian. Thank you for your cooperation. If you encounter any trouble in Bayerluk, you can come to me at any time."
After saying that, he turned back to Collins.
"This is the last foreigner. If I catch other suspects, I will let you know when the time comes."
"good."
Collins responded calmly and looked at Fu Qian who was already walking out.
"Thank you for your help, I'll leave first."
After speaking, without waiting for Harry to respond, he directly followed Fu Qian's footsteps and walked out of the police station.
…
"Mr. Fu Qian!"
Fu Qian, who deliberately slowed down his pace, soon heard a shout from behind him.
After he stopped, Collins quickly caught up with him.
"I'm Collins."
After catching up with Fu Qian, this man took the initiative to introduce himself.
"I'm sorry about what happened just now."
"Mainly we had an accident last night."
"In order to prevent more people from being harmed, we hope to find the murderer as soon as possible."
"It doesn't matter."
Listening to this person's apology as if he was reciting lines, Fu Qian smiled and shook his head, indicating that it didn't matter.
“Have you had a good time in Baierluk? If you are interested, I can recommend a few places.”
Collins behaved very politely and walked side by side with Fu Qian.
"That's great!"
Whoosh!
The next moment, there was a dull roar, and Fu Qian's body fell to the ground.
Collins had an iron-black pistol in his hand, and a plume of smoke floated out.
"Your disguise skills are very good, but unfortunately you still can't fool me."
Pointing to the body lying on the ground, Collins snorted.
"Why do you think I still want to provide the portrait when I know it's not your true face?"
"Because only in this way can a cunning opponent like you relax his vigilance."
"The reason why I didn't identify you directly inside is because I don't want to give you a chance to make excuses."
"For a bug like you, I choose to send you directly on your way."
"This is what you get for causing trouble in Beiruk."
After reciting a long line of dialogue in a serious manner, Collins put his gun to Fu Qian's head, preparing to fire two more shots.
However, the next moment a figure flashed, and Fu Qian was already standing next to him on the ground, patting the dirt on his body casually.
…
Even the muffler has been installed in advance!
Fu Qian looked at the weapon in the opponent's hand and clicked his tongue.
This is what the plot turns out to be.
In this script, after the assassin escaped, he asked Sheriff Harry to help him search for all the strangers.
Then he used the fake portrait to paralyze himself, and finally looked for an opportunity to kill him with one strike, and finally the assassin killed him.
Let's not talk about how the plot was written. Now that it has not developed as expected, how will you, the "actor", react?
Before paying, he looked at Collins' face, not missing any detail.
Visible to the naked eye, Collins's face showed deep pain and disgust.
However, within a few seconds, these expressions quickly subsided, and Collins' expression returned to normal.