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Thank you for irrigating a bottle of nutrient solution, Little Angel Grain Jun; 5 bottles of Mo Yun Sheng;
Chapter 6 Mengye Butterfly Snow River
When the Feather Sage realized that all this met from the museum, it was like being manipulated by a plate, and it was arranged one after another-the devil fingered him and became the chopping block of fate, and it was finally pushed into the oil pan with affection.
Lin said that his cuisine is bilingual.
The missing girl has been found by the police and salvaged by Yanchuan Tour, and the cause of death is in the water.
When the sage came to the salvage site, it was at this moment that he found himself being set up by the king’s egg-
"If it isn’t Lord Yu!"
The city police seemed to see the savior and rushed over and hugged the sage, who was about to jump out of the frying pan.
Young patrol minister excited "please feather adults will help us find out the truth! This is the 1241st abnormal self-killing incident since winter! The boss ordered us to solve the case in a week! "
If we don’t solve the case, our year-end bonus will be ruined!
Sage …
Killing yourself is not normal. What’s wrong with killing yourself?
Sage scanned a circle, in addition to the city police and their families, Kyoto detective Xuechuan Baima was also on the scene.
Xuechuan Baima is over 50, his hair is gray, his eyes are shining, and he is not angry and arrogant. He is thinking about clues while examining the body.
Shirakawa Baima is not a fantastic craftsman, but an ordinary person, but he is no less than Yuhe Dao and Crane Well. Because he solved the case too quickly and accurately, the 30-year error rate is not a miracle in criminal investigation history. Many children in Kyoto dream of entering the Shirakawa detective office to clean toilets after graduation.
If Xuechuan Baima is not too old, it is estimated that Mrs. Jie Yu will be less than half.
But at the moment, Xuechuan Baima’s eyebrows are tightly twisted together, which is probably in a deadlock of thinking, which makes the teenager behind him dare not move for fear that he will be scolded if he breathes heavily.
The sage recognized the boy.
Xuechuan Guang, a 17-year-old detective and assistant, followed his father in and out of various murder scenes all the year round.
However, Xuechuan Guang doesn’t seem to have left any talent to the detective. He is not clumsy. He is told by his father to do everything neatly, but if he goes too far, he looks like a marionette. He never takes the initiative to ask questions and can’t answer his father’s tricky test. When the sage meets Xuechuan’s father, the poor child is either scolded or cried every time.
I’m afraid I can only get a compliment from my father in my dream.
Is it bad luck or luck to have such a father?
The sage thought for a long time that the boy didn’t want to be a detective at all. Why did he have to follow in his father’s footsteps? But that was someone else’s family business.
The sage’s eyes fell on the girl’s body. When she was 15 years old, she jumped into the river. The body was still hanging with aquatic plants. The police surrounded the forensic doctor and returned the road. Her parents cried until they collapsed. It was pitiful.
A wise man is not as meticulous and observant as a detective, and he can’t see anything from a corpse. He doesn’t go here to solve those things that make the police have a headache. He always sends a few gods to secretly follow the suspect. Sometimes, when it’s too troublesome, he simply lets the gods pretend to be the dead to bluff the murderer, and the clues are revealed in a panic.
This trick is simple and rude, which is very good.
Be given a miracle by the police and sneered at by the detective.
On more than one occasion, Shirakawa Baima growled at the police that if those "messy and dirty magicians" were invited to appear, they should not invite him as a big detective to wave!
Thought of here, LinYu’s face appeared in front of the sage, who was also a guy with comparable observation to the devil
The sage suddenly wanted to see who could solve the case first when the two men competed on the same stage.
But he also knew that the king’s egg would invite you into the urn with a frying pan, and he wouldn’t be there himself, and then he would make a fire and add oil and watch others suffer in the pot with a smile, and he would say, "When you come back, drink, sage."
"Abnormal self-killing is due to big data." The young patrol department brought a stack of materials to the sages to have a look. "Every one of these dead people is a cause of death in winter. Everyone is normal. Even the suspects with harmful tendencies can’t be found. It is because there are too many normals that they are abnormal."
After the first Interstellar Mystery War, the economy of Shenlong has been depressed, and a large number of refugees from World War I have poured into Shenlong, and the unemployment rate has been rising year by year, which soon became a country with a high self-killing rate.
There seems to be nothing wrong with catching several double suicide bodies every day in Yanchuan and killing hundreds of people all year round.
But compared with the data of the same period of last year-it is very abnormal.
This is what the police call big data. Compared with previous years, the death data are evenly distributed, and the autumn and winter are a little higher. This year, almost all of them are in winter, and they are five times more.
The patrol department said, "This child was also missing for three days. We investigated all her social activities and found that no one was prone to harm. Even bullying on campus never happened, just like most of his suicides."
Men, women, children, tall and thin, the dead have little in common.
The sage saw a lot of the dead in another stack of materials, mostly about the world. If you are sorry, you can’t find any clues.
There’s not even an accusation of "who’s killing me?"
It’s not good if it’s not as simple and rude as the suspect. If this is a huge serial murder, what are the motives and methods?
Mind control? Hypnotic manipulation?
However, almost all the wonderful magicians in the country are chained to the management book of the Committee. Dogs will not go out to bite people without orders.
Overseas magicians also have several pairs of eyes staring at it. After all, the SABI database is shared by the ball.
Unless it is not registered …
The sage shook his head and cut off this possibility.
There is also a motive for the case. The wise man thought that it would be too timely to spend a whole winter killing 1000 people if he wanted to retaliate against the society.
Might as well drop a bomb downtown
The sage has dealt with more than one downtown bomb case, which is beyond the ability of Xuechuan Baima. I can’t blame the police for holding him firmly as a savior, and the detective didn’t roar again.
Then the sage’s thinking was interrupted by the roar of the detective-
"I have taught you two hundred times! Why haven’t you learned to judge when you die? Ah! Are you trying to piss me off? Say it every day! Have you seen your ass? "
Xuechuan Baima swept over and scolded her family members for crying.
"Less than half a year is the judicial preparation exam! Are you going to hand in a blank paper? Huh? Or do you want to get a full score report card just by writing that my father is Xuechuan Baima in the test paper? ！”
Poor Xue Chuanguang was scolded, his ears were red, and he kept apologizing, which couldn’t stop his father from being angry.
"Give you one more chance! Tell me when the body died! If you can’t answer, jump into the river and kill yourself! I simply don’t want to admit that you are my own son! "
Snow Sichuan light desperately endured tears and went to seriously study the body’s chest, which fluctuated violently, but even dared not go out of the atmosphere.
It seems that it took a century for him to say cautiously and in a trembling voice, "The degree of edema and skin color should be judged yesterday, yesterday early …"
The words were slapped before they were finished.
Snow Sichuan white horse rough slap mercilessly hit his son’s head.
"I really doubt that your brain is also full of water plants!"
Snow Sichuan white horse roared.
"It’s winter! Winter! How many times have I told you to remember the weather season! When you die in the cold season, count earlier! I’m so angry! You kneel for me! "
Another slap in the face
"A good apology to be offended by you! Don’t get up without my permission! "
Xuechuan was dressed in a white shirt with short hair, and he was also a good boy. At this moment, he was forced to kneel down to the body to thank him for his pardon.
There are two huge palm prints on the left and right faces.
All the relatives of the police watched him.
He was so prostrate on his knees that he was humble to the dust.
The sage is a little upset. I asked me when my opponent died in Kyoto. I don’t know. How can that child answer if I have to know? I’ll call the monsters in Yanchuan and ask them, and I’m afraid I’ll scare you to death.
With this in mind, he said, "A big detective is hard to be a child."
"What are you?"
The detective hated looking straight at him.
Of course, sages don’t recognize the Alzheimer’s disease before Xuechuan Baima meeting, so they don’t recognize themselves.
So I decided to learn from the tone of a king’s egg and say, "Oh, it’s really an eye-opener for me that a detective can’t solve a case and can take it out on a child."
Snow Sichuan white horse face can eat people "get away! Dirty yin and yang teacher! "
The sage is waiting for this sentence. He spread his hand to the patrol department. "You look at your own food and blame me for being an eyesore."
What do you mean by "big and adult food?"
The sage went straight back to the station to blow the heating.
