0394 The ninth chapter of the twenty-fifth chapter
The light column of the flashlight hits the two people indoors, illuminating the low triangular roof here extending directly to the wooden boards on the ground. It turns out that this is in the mezzanine of the roof of a large house.
The female secretary who was used to the darkness subconsciously reached out to cover her eyes, but the rich man tied up and hung strongly on the wooden beam could not do it. He could only close his eyes tightly.
Ren Mianshuang faced the unsightly scene in front of her, but she sneered twice at her curvy lips. The light column of the flashlight moved away from the two of them and swept the entire mezzanine space on the roof. Of course, what she hurried to look for was not these two people.
"This is impossible! How do you avoid the alarm trip wire I arranged? The light of the flashlight should not be able to see the leads at all!"
As if confirming the female secretary's speech, Ren Mianshuang's flashlight column stayed on the strings of empty cans hanging on the roof beam. As expected, even if you were careful to observe, you could not see the rope tied to the can under the flashlight. I am afraid it was
Specially prepared fishing threads or even special silk threads.
Such a troublesome installation is not like it was arranged in the afternoon. I'm afraid someone had already prepared it yesterday.
"It's very simple," Consine smiled slightly, but before the second half of the sentence was said, the female secretary jumped out of the window covered by black cloth and fell out of the house. She subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but she had expected it.
Mei Xianshi held it in one hand.
By the time they chased the window with the reaction and speed of "normal people", the figure of the female secretary had long disappeared in the rainy night, leaving no trace of trace that could be traced.
The fat chef then realized, and used the flashlight of Ren Mianshuang to hold the window and looked out: "What's this... Female Flying Hero? Why don't there be traces underneath?"
Consney patted Sister Ren and asked her to hit the beam of light on the edge of the window. The pulleys and rollers were revealed in the light, and she was indeed prepared.
"Have you seen enough? Let me put it down!" In front of the three women, the wealthy businessman who was covered in whip marks and was still tied to the beam of the house with a diamond rope, screaming in anger.
...
Hidden in the underground warehouse in the woods, Qu Yun pricked up her ears and tried to hear the environment behind the iron gate. Just like the mobile phone used repeated scanning to determine the complete fingerprint, Qu Yun focused her attention at different angles every time, with the help of a faint
Echoes build the situation inside little by little.
When the fake policeman finished thinking and focused on her again, she spoke first:
"Since you are so sure that there are still suspects hiding among us in the big room and have no clue, why not ask Yizi to analyze it for you?"
"Oh? OK." The policeman laughed.
"I just took care of the book "Drunkie" you borrowed. Have you finished reading it?" Qu Yun pointed to the suitcase sitting under his butt.
"This is what I left to read when I celebrated arresting the suspect." The police's answer was unscathed.
Qu Yun shook her head gently: "That's a pity, sir. Don't you mind I spoiling a little, right? The content inside is probably related to the true identity of the murderer among us."
The fake policeman's expression changed slightly and said seriously: "Please speak."
"Simply put, the book describes twenty-one people trapped in a hotel on the top of a snow mountain by a blizzard. An drunk electrician caused a fire intentionally or unintentionally, burning down the hotel's power supply system..."
Qu Yun's voice was particularly fascinating when she stated the plot. She stood up and paced back and forth in the narrow space.
"Then he died?" The policeman looked very strange, as if he was panicked, but he was even more unbelievable. As he asked, he had already started to read the book "Drunk Prison".
"No, it is not mentioned in the first volume. The electrician just ran into the woods and lost his traces. What happened later was not written in the book at all. But interesting things are still to come.
In this book, each role plays his original identity. The rich man is not a rich man, but a substitute found by the rich man; the little secret is not a little secret, but a business spy; the intern working in a hotel is actually a wealthy rich girl with a wealthy family. ;And a member of the Animal Protection Organization is actually a poacher.
What's more, there are even some visitors from another world lurking among these people. They are fighting each other in this small and closed environment for unknown purposes with extraordinary power."
"Who are the visitors from another world?" The police did not complain about this nonsensical plot setting at all. Instead, they thought very seriously, and even their bodies trembled slightly.
But he trusted Qu Yun at this time. No matter what reason, it is absolutely no reason for a member of a hostile team to share such important information with himself.
He did not consider the possibility that Qu Yun would hide his combat power and intend to kill someone to silence him. He had tried many times on the way to capture the girl from the woods, and believed that Qu Yun had no ability to be enemies with him.
This is indeed true. With a thinner body than an ordinary girl, coupled with the broken door to truth, Qu Yun is completely unable to fight now.
It seems that he thought of it too. Qu Yun smiled in her heart and continued, "I'm sorry, I didn't say it in the first volume. If we really want to know, we may have to go to the author of this book to sleep all night. Mr., come and ask."
"You mean that this writer is a visitor from another world?" The policeman determined the key point very persistently.
Qu Yun spread her hands: "Who knows? The setting of a visitor from another world is not good at all, and Yizi is not interested in watching it at all. Compared to these irrelevant ones, there are several other people who have the identities of them that are quite interesting. Or, It is the most attractive part of the book.
Among these twenty-one people, there was a criminal policeman who had been tracking down the suspect of his father for eight years. This was also a false identity like everyone, because he became a policeman for revenge. It was just what he was tracking This suspect is not a prisoner, but his biological brother.
When the two brothers were young, they agreed to avenge their father together and become criminal police together. The younger brother pursued the fugitive in glossy face, while the older brother became an undercover agent and mixed into the dark side to collect intelligence.
After eight years of hard work, the brother finally gained the trust of the boss, the criminal who once killed their father. At the beginning of the story, the boss brought his daughters to a cave hidden in the mountains and forests with sin brewing. The transaction was conducted, and the elder brother colluded with the younger brother to plan to bury the man during the transaction.
The hunter fell down and had no way to ascend to heaven.
Eight bullets, the wild dog brothers ate their flesh and slept on the skin.
Do you feel familiar with this song?”
"What do you want to say?" The information in front was too large, and the fake policeman didn't react for a while. Although the words "detective" and other words made him a little alert for eight years, he still couldn't react at the first time. Until he heard the last one The poem suddenly became confused.
This was obviously what Qu Yun expected. It was because she did a psychological profile with the person in front of her that she dared to implement the following plan.
Qu Yun leaned lazily against the decaying wooden door, and her naturally drooping fingers knocked on the door panel of the wooden door regularly: "Translation of the entire blackening paragraph in the original work is roughly:
He killed our father eight years ago,
One of our brothers was undercover and the other continued to investigate.
Now I finally figured out his background.
He is already the father of two girls, but our anger is merciless.
The basement buried with the massacre of the natives was filled with arms,
It will be our final destination to bury him.
Now, do you think about it? It’s the last page of your brother’s notes. Mr. Police, Ling Zun is a wild dog!”
"You're cursing!" The fake policeman was so angry that he slapped the table.