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Chapter 8 Telepathy

Hearing this, Hao Weida suddenly braked and the car almost hit the fence on the roadside.

"What? You mean that kid is lying?"

"That's right."

"No, maybe he remembered it wrong?"

"Haha, those are the shoes he bought in person. If that's the case, how could he not even remember the color?"

Yuan Chen touched his forehead. The sudden stop just now had hit his head hard.

"But why would he lie?"

"I don't know this, so I think there is something wrong with this person."

As Yuan Chen spoke, he had already taken out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Qian Cheng, asking him to send An Wenxuan's relevant information and transcripts to him as soon as possible, and also asked him to bring the cup and slippers left at the scene.

Return to the police station for DNA testing.

In the evening, sitting in his new office, Yuan Chen connected his cell phone.

"Officer Yuan, long time no see. How are you?" It was another call from the mysterious person.

"I have returned to China. Please tell me the whereabouts of my mother quickly."

"Hahaha, Officer Yuan, you are still as anxious as ever."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly."

"Of course only you can find your mother."

"you…"

"But you don't need to be too panicked. You probably just took over a murder case, right?"

Yuan Chen was stunned, "How do you know? What is your relationship with that 'it'?"

"I didn't expect you actually knew about 'it'. Yes, yes, I did not misjudge the person." There was a sneer from the other end of the phone.

"Behave well, Officer Yuan, the answer is by your side." After saying that, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Yuan Chen sighed, but there was still no clue. A deep sense of powerlessness came over him. For a moment, he felt like a puppet being played with.

He lit up a cigarette and walked out of the room slowly. He was not very familiar with his colleagues in the bureau as a newbie, and it took some time to adapt to the domestic work process. During this transition period, he had to ask his old classmate Qian Cheng for help.

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Maybe I should change my name to "boss" now, I'm really not used to it.

At this moment, Qian Cheng has sent the forensic autopsy report and the information Yuan Chen needs related to the case to Yuan Chen's computer, and Hao Weida is printing them out at this moment.

"It's all here. These are some of the circumstances of the deceased Liu Ya's life." As he said that, he handed a folder to Yuan Chen.

Yuan Chen stretched out his hand to take it. However, the moment his fingertips touched the folder, an extremely strong sense of paralysis swept through his body, and his eyes suddenly became blank.

Yuan Chen began to twitch as if he was being shocked by electricity. He rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and his head started to shake, and then he slowly fell down from the chair.

The white light disappeared bit by bit, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a colorful scene, with flowers blooming in the night sky and then disappearing without a trace.

That's fireworks! Yes, that's right, those are fireworks, fireworks in the night sky!

One flower, two flowers, three flowers...

Then everything returned to darkness.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yuan Chen seemed to vaguely hear a voice:

"I'm warning you one last time. If you don't wake up, your life will be in danger." Then, he heard the sound of scissors scraping.

Yuan Chen jumped up suddenly and opened his eyes at the same time. There was a lewd smile on Hao Weida's plump face, and he was obviously holding the sharp knife in his hand.

"Damn, I finally woke up, I thought you were trying to fake the corpse."

"Nonsense, I won't even be a man if I don't wake up." Yuan Chen glared at him and unconsciously covered his vitals with his hands.

"I don't think you're faking it. I've seen my grandfather suffer from epilepsy when he was a child. You're much better than him. Could it be that he's having another seizure?"

After Yuan Chen learned that he had telepathy, he told Hao Weida the secret for the purpose of experiment. Of course Hao thought the news was nonsense when he heard it at first, and thought it was the sequelae of Yuan Chen's brain being struck by lightning.

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It wasn't until I saw him with my own eyes that he convulsed and then passed out after touching the deceased's belongings at the crime scene, that I completely believed it all.

But that was all when I was abroad. I thought that this ability would disappear after returning to my country, but I didn't expect that the situation would reappear today.

Yuan Chen nodded silently: "It's possible."

"My darling, your superpower is used all over the world. It's even more powerful than the Sharingan."

Hao Weida murmured from the side, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was praise or ridicule.

"Master Yuan Tian, ​​please tell me what you saw?" he asked quickly.

Yuan Chen lowered his head and recalled the scene of fireworks setting off just now. It was so dreamy, yet so real.

"I saw...fireworks." He said these words slowly.

"What the hell? Fireworks? Are you sure you saw it correctly?" Hao Weida had a question mark on his face.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure it's fireworks."

"What kind of thing is this? You can't even do riddles? What kind of psychic are you? It's too low."

He had basically never understood the pictures given by telepathy before. Yuan Chen had almost all figured them out by himself, and it seemed that this time it would be difficult to make an exception.

Yuan Chen pondered for a moment, "Since it is a message from the undead, I think the fireworks must have some meaning, or some kind of clue."

"Come on, this clue is useless, I can't even tell whether Liu Ya committed suicide or was a homicide.

Who knows if she died by watching the fireworks, or if she was killed and the person set off fireworks to celebrate, I think both aspects make sense."

Yuan Chen didn't answer his question, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't, because even he himself couldn't figure out what it meant.

He was sure that the picture he saw was correct, so...

Once again, he fell into a long silence.

The next day, the two arrived at the police station early. Just looking at the information was definitely not enough. In order to understand the case more comprehensively and analyze the case, more information must be obtained, so the two made an appointment to meet with Qian Cheng early in the morning.

Of course, Hao Weida obviously does not have this kind of workaholic professionalism. He was almost dragged out of bed by Yuan Chen.

The whereabouts of the priceless lottery ticket are still unknown. Although many police forces have been dispatched to look for clues, there is no news yet.

Yuan Chen was obviously a little distracted and almost tripped when he entered the door.

"Here you two, sit down."

Qian Cheng's expression seemed pretty good, perhaps because the case was progressing relatively smoothly, but more likely because he had just washed his hair last night.

Yuan and Hao were not polite, they pulled up two chairs and sat down.

"Would you two like something to drink?"

"Hey, hey, OK, OK, don't treat us like you are dealing with the boss, just talk about the case directly." Yuan Chen was very direct.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point." As he said that, he picked up a stack of documents from his desk.

"Have you all read the autopsy report?"

"Yes. The time of death was probably 8 to 10 pm on June 27, which was the night before the body was found. This is basically consistent with my speculation." Yuan Chen replied.

"That's right." Qian Cheng nodded.

"The deceased died of poisoning, and we detected botulinum toxin in her body and in the red wine remaining in the bedroom.

In addition, based on your suggestion, we detected the same ingredient in a tall glass in the on-site kitchen."

"Only one?"

"Yes, there is only one, and there is nothing in the other two cups."

"As expected, it is obvious that Liu Ya was poisoned to death. The person who went to her house the night before must be a serious suspect."

Hao Weida said confidently, as if he had seen through everything.

"Yes, we have indeed established this case as a major criminal case for investigation. Moreover, there is another key piece of evidence that prompted us to make a decision."

"What evidence is it?"

"When we retrieved the chat records on the deceased's mobile phone, we found that the deceased had received many messages similar to death threats in recent days, and all of these messages came from the same person."


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