Mo Cheng then said: "Give me another map, the most detailed map!"
The chief of security frowned, but he agreed. Seeing Mo Cheng and Newton pretending, the chief of security only felt funny.
"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away."
Just as the chief of security was about to leave, Mo Cheng's voice sounded again.
"And two cups of coffee, thank you."
The chief of security turned his head, took a deep look at the two people who were concentrating on checking the information, said nothing, smiled, and left here.
Mo Cheng looked at the only three pieces of information with a blank expression.
The first one is a portrait of Gradir, and his appearance is no different from what he said.
Mo Cheng glanced twice and passed.
The second record is the case Gradier is currently committing.
In three years, he committed more than 300 crimes, and on average, one person was killed every three or four days.
Moreover, the targets of infringement cover all age groups.
But they all meet one condition: they are good-looking and enough to attract his attention.
However, even though there were so many cases, very little information was left behind. Most of the cases were recorded in just a few words.
The victims were not named.
Mo Cheng frowned and saw a line of small print in the record below.
'Most of the cases were destroyed at the request of the victims, who all thought they were sorry for Gradier.'
Seeing this sentence, Mo Cheng was stunned. Why would the victim feel that he was at fault?
Mo Cheng didn't want to understand.
Giving up thinking, Mo Cheng turned over the last piece of paper, and there was only one case recorded on it.
That's the whole process of the Mrs. Babylon case.
Mo Chengzai read it carefully several times, and found that it was basically not much different from what the chief of security said.
It's just that the records here are more detailed, such as how Mrs. Babylon and Gradier met.
The two of them met at a dance in Beijing, and their relationship developed very quickly. Within three days, the two of them were frequenting various social venues.
We can meet each other every time.
Mo Cheng thought about it carefully. Mrs. Babylon is a nobleman and her husband is also an artist. The ball attended by the two of them will definitely not be too low-class.
But today Hu Xier met Gradir in a fairly friendly tavern.
He had also seen Gradir. Although he was dressed neatly and neatly, he did not look like a noble.
But what is recorded above is the frequent contact with Mrs. Babylon.
He even hand-painted a portrait of himself and Mrs. Babylon when they were together. It is said that the painting was pretty good.
These clues indicate that Gradir was either a very successful businessman or a nobleman.
At this moment, the sound of opening the door suddenly appeared, interrupting Mo Cheng's thinking.
Mo Cheng turned his head, looked at the chief of security, and said calmly: "Give Newton the map."
Newton took the map and asked Mo Cheng: "Why are you giving me the map? I can't read it."
Mo Cheng glanced at Newton and said, "You don't need to be able to read a map. I need to calculate Gradir's moving speed."
Mo Cheng glanced at the current time: "It has been two hours since we met Gradil. When I fired, it only took him five minutes to escape from my shooting."
"That is to say, it took you five minutes to find Hu Xier and me from the alley, which is 150 meters away..."
"Do you understand what I mean?" Mo Cheng looked at Newton.