When raising villain teenagers

Chapter 111 The Perfect Crime Guide (9)

She stared at the cards in her hand and was silent for a moment.

Although the development of the situation is very dizzying now, it has to be said that things are getting more and more exciting.

The "0419 Serial Murder Case" has had four victims so far, and the murderer committed two cases in succession, with an interval of only half a month.

Judging from the current situation, at least the murderer must not be the original owner.

First of all, she inherited all the memories of the original owner. Now she even remembers the glory of the boy who is a six -year -old in the age of a six -year -old climbing tree. .

Secondly, when the case happened last night, she and this little bastard were watching the case together.

Lack of separation.

So it seems that the original owner's wish is not only to uphold the justice of the police. For her, "catch the real culprit" and "protect Cheng Zhoulu" are equally important.

She compared the two handwritings left on the scene of Part 1 and Part 2, and initially determined that they were written by the same person, but she is not professional in this area, so she finally handed it over to a professional organization for identification.

She walked around the scene: "Did you find anything?"

Cheng Zhoulu's palm lay quietly with a little bit of glittering gold sequins: "Come and see."

"?"

She moved her face closer, but couldn't see what it was: "What is this, the peel off the fake gold necklace?"

After a pause, she frowned again, and moved her little face closer. In order to facilitate her observation, the little girl's five soft fingers clasped on his wrist very naturally.

lest he move.

She lowered her eyes.

The thing in his palm is really too small... Please forgive her for having a hard time identifying it.

"..."

Cheng Zhoulu regretted letting her come here.

He shouldn't have such a momentary brain twitch, afraid that she would walk into the dilapidated teaching building.

The girl now kept poking back and forth in his palm with her fingertips like a heartless one.

Yu Fei was really trying to identify what it was.

And Cheng Zhoulu's eyebrows twitched patiently.

At the moment when he was about to step back with a cold face.

The little girl raised her head solemnly.

The fingertips wrapped in gloves were still resting on his palm, like a hamster obediently putting its paws on its master's palm.

"Professor Cheng," the half-length curly hair behind him swayed slightly, Yu Fei looked into his eyes, and now he only wanted to solve the case and catch the murderer, "I suspect this is a calling card."

But it was all damaged like this, and I guess it can't be used anymore.

She put this small piece into the evidence bag, and stuffed it into the little white lucky cat backpack together with another evidence bag containing the "second" word card.

Then he went back to the police station and handed it over to the physical evidence department.

**
"Consultant Cheng, Xiao Yu, you guys are back!"

When Yu Fei just returned to the office, she was just about to take a good rest.

The door was pushed open again.

The resources of the police station are limited, so the two consultants share an office. Besides, Yu Fei can only be regarded as a powerful assistant when she participates in the case. She has not yet graduated, and she has no official staff for the time being.

Maybe Cheng Zhoulu doesn't look like someone who would be willing to share an office with a chattering girl.

and so.

When the door was slammed open.

In fact, the little policeman outside the door first saw Cheng Zhoulu...

Yu Fei on the opposite side.

"..."

Classmate Xiao Yu blinked his eyes flickeringly, and met the visitor's eyes.

Immediately, the young police officer just paused for a moment in front of the other party's sluggish gaze as if struck by lightning.

Then she leaned back, resting her fingers on the dark and cold armrest of the seat, her straight long legs wrapped in police trousers, and arrogantly lifted them to the table. The pleasing book came out and unfolded, then tilted his head and raised his hand.

The pages of the book were spread out, lazily covering his face.

The little policeman froze for a moment.

Cheng Zhoulu didn't think it was strange, he took half a glass of water from the water dispenser, then lowered his eyes and took a sip, then said calmly: "What's the matter."

"The reporter last night—" the little policeman suddenly came back to his senses, his face was a little tearful, "she came again! This time she insisted that the next victim was herself!"

Cheng Zhoulu paused.

Then put down the cup in his hand, and the solemn and slender police officer put his police uniform on his shoulders: "Let's go."

The little policeman froze for a moment: "Then Consultant Yu..."

He was silent for two seconds: "...don't wake her up."

**
at this time.

Chen Jing happened to be still in the interrogation room.

Grabbing the edge of the dark wooden table in extreme horror, her pretty little face was pale.

"I beg you to save me, really, I swear, the next victim must be me..."

She stared at the police officer on the opposite side in a daze, her teeth were almost shaking: "You believe me!"

The sharp voice just fell.

The door was pushed open again.

Several police officers rubbed their ears, as if seeing a savior: "Consultant Cheng."

Cheng Zhoulu nodded slightly: "I'll come here."

Since he had just returned from the University of Political Science and Law, in order to avoid causing panic to more students, neither he nor Yu Fei wore police uniforms.

Now the strict and solemn black police uniform is just casually draped over the shoulders, the shoulder line is still straight and beautiful, the snow-white shirt inside is neat and clean, lining the expressionless face and the pair of light-colored eyes Hitomi, it seemed that the whole person became more and more cold and heartless.

Chen Jing is not a student of criminal investigation. On the contrary, her major and criminal investigation are completely in two directions, but she just went to the other party's class twice because of her reputation.

He comforted her without emotion: "If the situation is true, I can help you apply for 24-hour police protection."

She refused very decisively: "I don't want to—"

After a pause, she spoke again: "If possible, I hope Officer Yu can protect me..."

Officer Yu?
He stopped with his fingertips.

Yu Fei?

He suddenly lowered his slender and beautiful eyelashes: "..."

This guy looks petite and petite, and doesn't seem to have much fighting power.

She protects others?I think it's almost okay for others to protect her.

Besides...

The ice-cold police officer's eyes darkened.

This Chen Jing is indeed not a simple character.

So Cheng Zhoulu refused coldly: "She can't protect you."

Half a minute passed.

Yu Fei, who was full of clear eyes, also came late.

She pushed open a small slit first, then poked her head in, blinking her eyes to look at the current state of the two of them.

Cheng Zhoulu saw her: "Come in."

Yu Fei: "...Oh."

She sat down beside Cheng Zhoulu.

Putting her fingers interlocked on the table, Chen Jinghong looked at her with eyes full of eyes. The latter showed a steady smile, and gently tapped the table with her knuckles.

After a few seconds.

She stared at the manicure on the other's hand thoughtfully.

Then she complimented unintentionally: "Miss Chen's manicures are pretty good, can you give me a push for the shop later?"

Cheng Zhoulu glanced at her.

He knew what the other party meant, so he knocked lightly on the table in cooperation, pretending to warn Yu Fei.

The latter smiled slightly.

She remembered that when she came to report the crime last night, there was nothing on her fingertips.

But now, although the style of her fingertips is very simple and the tone is very clean, it is estimated that she came in a hurry, and there are still two nails that have not been finished.

Yu Fei felt that she was not the murderer, because she was too stupid.

But she must have had some kind of connection to the killer anyway.

　Yu Fei: Aside from other things, this manicure is actually really pretty, and I really want to get one done.

　　Cheng Zhoulu: ...cough.

　　Cheng Zhoulu: Not convenient.

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　　Happy Valentine's Day everyone~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)