If it is as expected, all the actions of the hermit are directed by someone behind the scenes.
Then everything makes sense.
The hermit alone.
How could he be the opponent of criminal elements in the entire Nevada City?
How is it possible that no one knows his true identity?
Are those intelligence dealers and investigation departments in Nevada City all suckers?
So there must be someone secretly supporting the hermit’s activities, and even using official channels to erase clues and evidence for him!
This bold guess made Tian Hao's heart beat violently.
Even in the lounge, the sound of pounding heartbeats echoed faintly.
The hermit cooperated with the official people, and once the news got out,
That would not be a storm of public opinion, but a tsunami of public opinion.
Even if the people he killed were all heinous people, this was a method of bypassing justice and killing people directly.
It will still put the public into fear.
In the past, the people of Neihua City believed that the hermit was a messenger of justice, but once they found out that the hermit was cooperating with the authorities.
Once the image of a messenger of justice is shattered, various conspiracy theories will follow.
Since you can use this method to kill evil people.
Can we also use this method to kill political opponents first and then throw dirty water on them?
By then, the government will no longer have to consider the issue of credibility.
Whoever controls the media controls the judiciary.
As long as you wait for someone to die and use public opinion to cast someone into a bad light, then he will be more than worthy of his death.
As we all know, Internet judges, the death penalty is on the rise.
Come and have a few blowjobs, maybe before the prisoner dies, he will have to make a cameo appearance in "Saw, a live-action remake of Nevada City".
Where did this information come from?
From whose hand?
Why was it sent by Jiang Kaiji?
Tian Hao issued a soul question.
Knowing this shocking secret, he could kill himself by being shot sixty times in the back.
Tian Hao continued reading with the mood of visiting a grave.
However, when he saw the annotation under the picture, Tian Hao's excited heart suddenly stopped.
The hermit's cooperation with the above-mentioned people was before he became a throat-cutting maniac...
"Fuck! Can't you put the date on the arrow?"
Looking at the date on the profile, Tian Hao couldn't help but curse.
Was it all just my own random thoughts?
Tian Hao's shouting directly woke up Jin Ping'an who was in the process of retracing, causing the retracing state to end prematurely.
"What's wrong?!"
Jin Pingan came to his senses and looked around blankly, like a scared groundhog.
"fine."
Tian Hao immediately lowered his voice to cover up his gaffe.
He straightened the tie on his chest and asked, "Have you seen any new clues?"
Jin Pingan's face didn't look good. He picked up the drawing board and quickly drew a bar with a more punk decoration style.
The deceased was sitting on the bar, drinking cocktails and flirting with others.
"The deceased met the girl in this bar. He originally planned to take someone to check out a room, but she was drugged."
Jin Ping'an found the portrait he had painted before, pointed at the portrait of the "girl" and said, "Looking at her proficiency, this shouldn't be the first time she has done this kind of thing."
Tian Hao patiently wrote down the information: "Are there any other clues? For example, how did she transport the person after he was put there?"
Jin Pingan looked decadent, rubbing the hair on his hand back and forth with his thumb and index finger: "It's not like you don't know that although my retrieval is detailed, I can only see one scene at a time.
What I saw this time was the scene where the deceased was drugged. The time was probably around eight o'clock last night, and it didn't take long for the flashback to come to an end."
When Tian Hao heard this, he did not show any dissatisfaction.
Through this cheating method, we have already obtained clues that would take ordinary detectives three or four days to find out, so there is nothing to complain about.
Besides, this news is valuable.
This is the same as if you find a wallet on the street, don't be dissatisfied with the lack of money in it.
It is simply unreasonable for someone to find the original owner and beat him up due to the lack of money.
With the specific time and place, you can take people directly to the bar and find out the identity of the deceased based on the consumption records.
Perhaps we can also get some information about the girl from the witnesses.
In a place like a bar, the girl's appearance and dress are absolutely eye-catching.
The youthful campus-style outfit, the childish face, and the temptation of being in jail are wonderful.
For those greasy uncles, their attractiveness is second only to those mature women with choppy waves and wide hips than shoulders.
Alcohol stimulates cravings.
There must be many hungry wolves who have paid attention to this little girl who comes to the bar to drink alone.
"With my physical condition, I can still do two backtrackings today. You have to think about which section to look for clues from."
Jin Pingan looked at Tian Hao who was deep in thought and couldn't help but remind him.
As for which piece of content to retrace, Tian Hao gave the answer without much thought: "Try to pick clips from the car to retrace, preferably with clips of getting on and off the bus."
If you were to ask a veteran detective to select a period of crime in the process of tracking down the murderer.
Then he will definitely make the same choice as Tian Hao.
The clips of getting on and off the bus, whether it's just knocking people out and loading them into the car, or transporting people to a secret location to be imprisoned or drowned in a lake.
No matter which one of them they are, they can play a vital role in solving the case.
The former can determine the location where the victim first met the murderer, making it easier to find witnesses and surveillance videos.
The latter can confirm the murderer's hiding place and follow the clues to find evidence.
Jin Ping'an didn't think too much, he just did as asked.
When Jin Pingan entered the retrospective state again, Tian Hao turned his attention to the electronic documents on his mobile phone again.
When he moved his gaze from the portraits of Shi Hongfang and others to the other side, he always felt that the person named Musi looked a bit familiar.
Tian Hao slowly enlarged the photo of Musi, and then took out the portrait.
This lonely head is none other than the mustache in one of the portraits.
Tian Hao was shocked. Musi was one of the few people who had friendship with the hermit.
Since he appears in Jin Pingan's flashback, does it mean that the hooded man is a hermit?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The messenger who once hired a hermit has always been vague about the reason why he came to Nevada City.
Tian Hao originally thought that the messenger had learned that Jin Ping'an had encountered a similar situation to his own, so he came over from Neihua City to settle the injustice.
But now it seems that things may not be that simple.
After the hermit turned into a slit-throat monster.
The only person who has hired the Hermit - the messenger, and the person who has maintained a certain friendship with the Hermit - Mus.
These two people came to Qianhua City one after another recently.
It is very likely that there is some unknown connection between them.
This can also explain why the courier can obtain key information every time he makes a move.
With Mus, a top intelligence dealer, it's easy to get some special information, isn't it?
It was originally thought that this throat-cutting case was caused by the so-called Tian Hao imitator.
We have to re-examine this case and consider the possibility of copycat crimes.
The hermit's old acquaintances gathered in Qianhua City, and the wounds on the deceased were very similar to the wounds the hermit had made in the past.
His mentality went from being dubious at the beginning to becoming frightened.
You ask why.
A murderer with a murderous record of at least four digits appeared in Qianhua's territory.
Just ask you if you are afraid.
There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year.
On average, the hermit kills a criminal almost every day to refresh himself.
It can be said that the matter of killing is integrated into daily life just like eating and drinking.
Is this kind of behavior something that a sane carbon-based creature can accomplish?
Even if the people he killed were all criminals who did not hesitate to die, he could not conceal the horrific nature of it.
There is something to say.
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
After all, Tian Hao is from Qianhua City and has never experienced the chaotic era of Neihua City.
Those who died at the hands of the hermit were just a series of numbers to him.
Everyone is dead, so Nevada City will naturally not publicize the things those dead people have done.
Tian Hao didn't know that behind every number, there were several unknown and bloody past events.
Therefore, he will not applaud the hermit's behavior like the Chinese, or even offer incense to hermit.
He only knew that the Hermit was an extremely dangerous, perverted murderer with an antisocial personality.
"It's troublesome..."
Tian Hao murmured to himself.
"What's the trouble?"
Jin Ping'an had finished two retracements and was about to describe what he saw and heard when he heard Tian Hao sighing.
Tian Hao quietly switched to the background and changed the phone screen to a notepad to prevent Jin Ping'an from seeing the hermit's related information: "Nothing, how is the progress over there?"
Jin Ping'an answered honestly: "The place where we got on the bus was near the bar. It was a waste of opportunity."
"It's not bad. At least it saves me the time of looking for the bar... Can you see the specific location?"
Tian Hao asked, squinting his eyes.
"It's a drug addict and a dating bar. Where else can it be besides Jiuhua Outer City?"
As Jin Ping'an spoke, he couldn't help but complain: "Even if I didn't say it, just based on the fact that he is an addict, you can guess that the deceased went to no serious bar."
Tian Hao shrugged and gestured with his eyes to continue.
Seeing Tian Hao not answering, Jin Pingan could only continue to talk about the results of another retrospective: "The girl did not directly take the deceased to the warehouse to kill him, but took him to an abandoned industry before the deceased woke up.
In the garden.”
"Are there any signs nearby?" Tian Hao asked.
"What do you think?"
Jin Ping'an curled his lips: "If there is, I can just report the address."
"It seems like you noticed something?"
There was no emotion on Tian Hao's face.
After two years of getting along.
As soon as this kid Jin Ping'an stuck his butt out, Tian Hao knew what he was going to do.
Look at how he deliberately emphasized that there is no signboard.
It was obvious that he had deduced some clues through the knowledge he had gained, and wanted to show it off in front of him.
"Ahem, ahem..."
Jin Pingan, whose thoughts were exposed, quickly coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.
But after all, after hanging out with a group of social people for a long time, my skin is naturally not that thin: "Based on my previous experience of visiting factories, this place was probably an electronics factory used to assemble mobile phone parts."
Tian Hao wrote down this information: "Abandoned electronic processing factory...is there anything else? For example, license plate number or something."
Jin Ping'an angrily said: "What's more, that industrial park has been abandoned for who knows how long, and there is not even a street light.
When I got off the bus, it was already midnight and I couldn't see anything except the area illuminated by the headlights."
About 90% of the information humans obtain from the outside world comes from vision.
It is true that backtracking can burn information directly into the brain.
But Jin Pingan has not developed his ability to the extent that he can read all the information immediately just by looking back.
If you touch the scratch paper, you can know where the problem is. If you touch the outer shell of the fighter jet, you can retrieve the specific parameter data.
If his ability has evolved to this level, he can't solve the case anymore.
You can go directly to a scientific research center to do data analysis, or you can become a commercial international spy.
Currently, Jin Pingan can only accept visual information.
This can be considered a small disadvantage of backtracking.
However, as he becomes more and more proficient in using his abilities, he now occasionally receives auditory and olfactory information.
The day when we become the God of Information is just around the corner.
"You can't see it in the industrial park, but what about the street where the bar was?"
When Tian Hao heard that Jin Ping'an saw nothing, he did not give up directly, but asked in a different direction.
Jin Ping'an also guessed that Tian Hao was still a little worried, so he added: "Don't think about it, I drive a taxi, and there is a stack of replacement license plates in the drawer."
This sentence directly blocked the possibility of investigating the car.
Having a fake license plate on the car at all times means that the person has a strong anti-reconnaissance capability.
It was impossible to leave such a conspicuous loophole for the police.
"Well... that's okay."
After Tian Hao wrote down the last clue, he put away his phone: "Let's go."
Jin Pingan was still holding the drawing board and drawing sketches: "Where are we going now? Did the field office find new clues?"
Tian Hao looked at Jin Ping'an in surprise: "Where else can I go? Of course I'm sending you to school. It's getting late."
Snap.
The paintbrush in Jin Pingan's hand fell to the ground.
He felt as if he was hallucinating, so he confirmed again: "Where did you just say you were sending me?"
"School, you've finished tracing back to the police force. Why are you still here if you don't go back to school?"
Tian Hao said matter-of-factly.
Jin Ping'an looked at Tian Hao in disbelief, "Are you going to abandon me when you're done?"
Who did you learn this ability to turn against others?
Tian Hao walked up to Jin Ping'an and said earnestly: "Ping'an, you are still a child. You have finally entered the experimental middle school. You can't always be the tail of the crane, right?
The beginning of school is a critical period, so in the recent period, try to interfere as little as possible with the affairs of the criminal police team and focus on your studies."
After speaking, Tian Hao patted Jin Pingan's shoulder heavily.
Jin Ping'an was anxious. Finally, he found a place where he could play his role, but he couldn't come here?
"Then what if we encounter another unsolved case with no clues? Just like this time!"
"Don't worry, I will help you prepare the backtracking items in advance. You only need to ask the teacher for one class holiday, which is enough for three backtrackings."