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Chapter 167 The tragedy of human relations

"What? Has anyone seen it? That's great! Building 3? That's familiar to me!"

I live in Building 3!

I'm going with you. I want to see who is harming us. I must put him in jail!

Not only will I put him in jail, I will also make him lose everything!"

Director Zhang said harsh words and followed Wang Zhaoping and Qin Xiaoru into the elevator.

However, when they arrived on the 18th floor, Director Zhang was confused.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you leave?" Qin Xiaoru walked out of the elevator and found that there was no movement behind her, and couldn't help but wonder.

Wang Zhaoping also discovered that Director Zhang, who had been chattering endlessly just now, seemed to have become mute as soon as he entered the elevator and stopped saying a word.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing that the other party's expression was a little strange, Wang Zhaoping asked.

"Um...I live on this floor too." Director Zhang looked strange.

"Ah?" X2

The two looked at each other.

Wang Zhaoping looked at the house types around him.

There are only two households in this elevator, 1801 and 1802 respectively.

"Um...Mr. Zhang, how is your neighborhood relationship?" Wang Zhaoping asked.

Could it be that this guy really hit the target, and was this intentionally hurting someone?

The nature is completely different.

"My wife and the family across the street usually have a little friction, but it's just a small conflict between neighbors."

Director Zhang has completely lost the aggressive arrogance he had just now, and seems to have no confidence when he speaks.

From the moment Qin Xiaoru pressed the elevator button on the 18th floor, he began to feel faintly uneasy.

Especially when you know your own situation...

"Then who lives across from you?" Wang Zhaoping asked.

"It's a couple of old people."

"Old man?" The two looked at each other again, and their eyes suddenly became strange.

Generally speaking, the older you are, the less likely you are to commit such a high-altitude parabola case.

After all, life experience is there, and I know that this kind of thing cannot be joked about.

On the contrary, it is young people who are younger, despise social order, or simply do not know the serious dangers, who would do such lawless and extremely dangerous actions.

If it weren't for this neighbor...

Because of Tristin.

Judging from Director Zhang's strange look, he was obviously a little guilty.

Wang Zhaoping asked, "Where does Mr. Zhang live?"

"1801."

"Who else was at home at the time of the incident?"

"And... there is also my son, but it's definitely not him! He... he caught a cold and took sick leave today. I have been resting in the room before I went out. My son is very well-behaved!

By the way! Maybe it’s the old lady opposite. Last time my son turned on the music a little too loud, and she had a fight with my wife. Maybe she’s holding a grudge!”

Director Zhang tried his best to deny some terrible speculation.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhaoping came to 1802 first and rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong!"

After a while, the door was opened and a gray-haired old man came out.

He looked at Wang Zhaoping and the two men in police uniforms, then at Director Zhang next to them, and said doubtfully.

"Comrade police, what's the matter?"

"Old man, it's okay. Don't be afraid. It's just that someone downstairs was injured just now. Do you know about this?"

"Oh! You know, it's a police car and an ambulance. The Zhang family's wife is howling like that. Old man, I'm not deaf yet." The old man said.

"Uh... that's it, old man. We have witnesses who said that the thing was thrown from your 18th floor, so we want to understand the situation."

"Ah?" The old man was startled.

"Comrade police, this floor is so high. If you drop an egg, it might kill someone. We don't dare to do such a thing." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I didn't say you did it. We just came to understand the situation. Where were you when it happened? Did you hear or see anything?"

"My wife and I were watching TV when we heard someone downstairs suddenly scream. We didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then the noise below became louder and louder, so we went to the balcony and looked down.

When we saw a lot of people gathered around, the Zhang family's daughter-in-law lay on the ground and shouted loudly, and we knew something had happened."

"You're talking nonsense! It must have been the old woman who threw it! Otherwise, why didn't she dare to come out for so long? Is she guilty of committing a crime?

If you didn’t throw anything away, then call her out and we’ll confront her!”

When Director Zhang heard the old man's denial, he immediately became anxious, and as if grasping the last straw, he placed the suspect on the other party's wife.

"Huh!" The old man glanced at him and snorted.

"My old lady went shopping."

"It's almost time for dinner, what should she buy?"

The old man glanced sideways at him and said, "Buy firecrackers!"

"Well……"

Wang Zhaoping and the two of them suppressed their laughter. It seems that the conflict between neighbors is not trivial...

Director Zhang's face turned green with anger. He wanted to say something more, but the old man said again.

"Comrade police, we definitely didn't throw the thing away.

It just so happened that my child was worried about safety issues, so he installed surveillance cameras at home.

If you don’t believe it, I’ll adjust the monitoring to show it to you.”

When Wang Zhaoping heard that the old man even had surveillance cameras, and he openly let him see the surveillance cameras, he immediately knew that what he said was probably true.

But the director's face had turned from green to black.

Before Wang Zhaoping and the others could speak, he was already livid, and walked quickly to 1801 and opened the door of his room.

Wang Zhaoping and Qin Xiaoru looked at each other and followed. The old man obviously also liked to watch the fun, and he followed them without any courtesy.

"Crack!"

"Go on the road... Fang Ye went to capture the road! Oops! Is that okay? No, don't give away your life like this, okay?"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come to the group, hurry up, family members!"

"Dharma, you really believe in Buddhism, can you kill someone?"

As soon as they entered the door, everyone heard the sound of typing on the keyboard and passionate shouting coming from the room inside.

Director Zhang's face suddenly turned darker.

After walking through the living room and entering the bedroom, I saw my son wearing a pair of headphones and enjoying his youth in front of the computer. The various skills on the screen were dazzling.

On the computer table, melon seed shells, banana peels, and fruit cores were scattered all over the table.

Is this also called a cold?

Are you pretending to be sick and playing games at home?

"Zhang Tianjun!"

"Don't go to the middle lane, go to the bottom lane. The tower is about to be pushed. Consciousness, consciousness, keep up! I'm one on two, and I have no health left..."

Director Zhang yelled at his son. Unexpectedly, the sound isolation effect of the full-cover headphones was so good that this naughty kid was still immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

"Pah!" Director Zhang angrily slapped off his son's headphones. "Zhang Tianjun!"

"Who!"

The boy was suddenly attacked and turned his head angrily, only to realize that there were several more people in the room.

"Uh...Dad."

When the boy saw Director Zhang behind him with burning eyes, he realized that he had been caught and immediately put down the mouse.

But my eyes couldn't help but glance at the computer screen again...

Well! Lu Bu was killed in battle as expected...

"Damn it, did you make a mistake? You disconnected me at the critical moment? My son, please promise daddy that you will finish your homework after playing this game!"

You’re a swindler!”

Curses from teammates came from the headphones, but the naughty boy had no time to care about this.

Because my father's eyes look like he wants to kill someone...

"Dad, I was wrong. I will go back to bed and lie down and have a good rest, cough!"

The naughty boy bowed his head obediently and admitted his mistake, and even pretended to cough twice.

"You are still in the mood to play games here, do you know that your mother has been beaten by others?" Director Zhang had a dark face the whole time.

"Ah?" The naughty kid looked surprised, and then he looked furious.

"Who is so bold and dares to hit my mother? Dad, take me there and I will take his head!"

Director Zhang: "..."

Wang Zhaoping: "..."

Qin Xiaoru: "..."

Director Zhang only hated himself for giving birth to such a son, it was so embarrassing!

Wang Zhaoping looked around the room.

There is a fruit plate on the computer table, with a few apples, peaches and other fruits in it.

And not far from the computer desk, there is an open window...

Wang Zhaoping glanced at it and knew that it was most likely this naughty kid who did it.

He wanted to laugh, but he still looked at the naughty child with a gentle look on his face with professional training.

"Kid, let me ask, did you throw anything out of the window just now?"

"Ah?" The naughty boy was stunned for a moment.

Thinking back carefully, I had just been cheated by my teammates while playing a game, and it seemed that I was so angry that I threw a bitten apple out...

However, with the menacing attitude of his father in front of him and the police coming to question him, although the naughty boy didn't know what happened, he knew that he would probably be in trouble if he admitted it.

"No!"

"Really not?"

"No really, I've been playing games just now." The naughty kid's eyes were a little dodgey, and he couldn't help but glance at the fruit plate on the table.

Uh, this level of lying...

The corner of Wang Zhaoping's mouth twitched, "Kids, there is surveillance downstairs, and we have seen the person who threw the things. If you lie, the crime will be increased, and you may have to go to jail."

"Ah? Going to jail?"

The naughty child had never seen such a battle before, and he was frightened when he heard it.

"I...I just threw an apple casually, why do I have to go to jail? I didn't mean it! Woohoo~ Dad, you can't let me go to jail! Woohoo~"

Everyone: "..."

Okay, the truth is out!

Wang Zhaoping also didn't expect that things would unfold like this.

Wang Zhaoping couldn't help but laugh when he thought that the "murder weapon" apple that hit the woman was probably washed by the woman herself and placed next to the "murderer".

After so many years of handling cases, this was the first time he encountered such a bizarre case.

"Pfft!" Qin Xiaoru on the side couldn't help laughing.

They have received professional training and generally will not laugh during the handling of a case unless they can't help it...

Wang Zhaoping tried hard to control his expression and looked at Director Zhang with a troubled expression.

"Well...Mr. Zhang, look at this, do you still need to prosecute the perpetrator for attempted murder?"

Director Zhang, who was already on the verge of explosion and trembling all over, was completely ignited by these words.

"You... you're such a cheating thing! I... I told you to throw it away!"

As he said that, he picked up a sugar cane nearby and gave the naughty kid a hard blow on the butt!

"Ah! No, dad! Ouch! Oh my god, help me..."

The naughty child was crying for his father and mother while enduring the storm of filial son's stick methods.

But he didn't know that his only rescuer had been sent to the hospital by himself...

The old man in the back didn't know when, but he skillfully took out his mobile phone and started recording a short video at the scene.

He shook his head and sighed.

"Tsk, tsk! Killing relatives for justice is a tragedy in human relations..."



A case of objects falling from height ended in farce.

Until she walked into the elevator, Qin Xiaoru was still a little unbelievable.

"That guy really got it right, but who looks up at the stars in broad daylight? This is too unreliable!"

"Hmm... I don't think it's reliable either." Wang Zhaoping held his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Then you still believe him?"

"I mean, this reason is not reliable, and it has nothing to do with whether I believe it or not.

Hey! Do you think there is a person who can tell the speed at which an apple falls at a glance, and then calculate the height of the falling floor based on wind speed, air resistance, gravity acceleration, etc.?"

"Uh..." Qin Xiaoru was speechless.

Have you watched too many movies?

However, seeing the serious analysis on Wang Zhaoping's face, he thought about it and said it.

"There may be such people in reality, such as people with autism or congenital defects. They often have talents that are different from ordinary people in some aspects.

I remember there was such a young man in "The Biggest Brain" who was diagnosed as 'moderately brain-dead' and had difficulty even communicating normally, but he had extraordinary mental arithmetic abilities.

By the way! There is also hyperamnesia, a disease that can make you a genius!

It is said that no matter how complex the environment is, they can recall what they see from the memory of their minds like a static model and restore all the details of the time.

However, this kind of group will behave more or less differently from ordinary people, but in my opinion, Mr. Meng is normal?"

"Well..." Wang Zhaoping touched his chin and then shook his head. "No! You forgot, he is not normal either!"

"Ah? Why is it abnormal?"

"He is paranoid about being persecuted!"

Qin Xiaoru: "..."

One person has a physical illness, but he has a mental illness. Can it be the same?

Ignoring Qin Xiaoru's complaints, Wang Zhaoping fell into deep thought.

How did Yuan Li capsize?

Just because he glanced at Meng Lang a few more times in the crowd, he was discovered immediately. His anti-reconnaissance consciousness was outrageous!

Can you do it without extraordinary insight?

How was Lin Wei discovered?

If the crowd takes one look at you, they can tell that this kid wants to do harm to them? So they nip the danger in the cradle in advance.

If you don’t understand “micro-expressions”, can “psychology” do it?

How was the snake head discovered?

There are so many stone statues in the yard. If you don't look for lions or birds and beasts, you can find elephants at a glance!

Even if it is true Feng Shui, is Feng Shui something that ordinary young people can learn?

Apart from anything else, which one of the I Ching, Five Elements, Bagua, and night sky observation can be understood by the average person's mind?

Invest wisely? That means you are good at calculation!

Plus this time, it’s just an apple falling in front of you, telling you the floor without saying a word...

"Super memory", "psychological genius", "mental arithmetic master"...

A series of super genius skills were brainstormed by Wang Zhaoping, and they all hit the unsuspecting Meng Lang.

Although there may not be even one such genius among hundreds of millions of people, but who says that they can’t come across it?

As for persecutory paranoia, what genius doesn’t have some special quirks?

Conan also likes to give his uncle injections!

Apart from the explanation of "genius", Wang Zhaoping couldn't understand how a person could be so "versatile".

You don't have any talent these days, how dare you say you are a detective?

How dare you engage in intelligence work if you have no skills?

So it's not that he has a "death physique", but that he is a "details expert" who is good at discovering "cases" hidden in ordinary daily life!

After figuring everything out, Wang Zhaoping felt relieved.

It's not that I'm very lucky, but that the opponent's attributes are too strong!

"Ding!" The elevator door slowly opened.

Wang Zhaoping looked enlightened, as if he had seen through the truth...


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