There is always a cheater behind every detective

The information Bai Yan brought was very detailed. The people in those paintings were almost certain to have been victims. Zhao Zhuojie contacted his subordinates by phone and asked them to change the investigation list before starting to analyze the case carefully.

Undoubtedly, these teenagers who were investigated in detail are not good guys, they don’t learn well, they sneak around a lot, they don’t usually go to school, and they always find like-minded guys to wreak havoc in groups. A campus bully, he has never done less to bully the weak, intimidate and blackmail, and his grades are terrible. He only survived until he graduated from high school and quickly kicked out of the campus.

For such students, the school is also very difficult. They can’t control them and they can’t deal with them too forcefully. They have tried all available methods, and finally adopt the attitude of herding cattle and grazing grass. Out of sight is pure.

So the bad students are missing?Who knows, parents are busy with work, and schools are busy educating talents.

Therefore, Zhao Zhuojie used Bai Yan's good face to deceive the students on campus, and contacted the parents to deceive the students, and finally came to the conclusion that... there was no conclusion.

Bad students have very little contact with the campus, and the family is used to bad kids disappearing from time to time, so no one thinks that they were killed.

As a result, after a busy day, I really couldn't find any clues.

Zhao Zhuojie sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree and read and read the materials. The wrinkles between his brows could not be smoothed out. His eyes were tired from reading. He looked away and looked at the green plants to maintain his eyes, but he saw the same person sitting on the ground beside him. Bai Yan, who looked like a prince, was actually opening Sherlock Holmes to read, and Zhao Zhuojie's teeth were itchy because of the leisurely breath around him.

Look, those little girls who are in love have already passed by countless times.

Accidentally, Zhao Zhuojie took out the trick to his subordinates, his face turned cold, his invisible momentum pressed over, and his voice was also cold: "This is your attitude? To save people? To be a good person? If you don't have that determination, just ride Take your horse back home and play."

If someone else heard this kind of completely malicious words, he would probably jump up and fight back, but Bai Yan was not someone else. He closed the novel in his hand, gently raised his thick long eyelashes that seemed to be weighing down his eyelids at any time, and stared at him. Looking at Zhao Zhuojie, his eyes were full of curiosity: "Then... what should my attitude be?"

"..." Zhao Zhuojie felt something was wrong but couldn't figure it out, so he frowned and couldn't answer for a while.

Bai Yan blinked her eyes, tilted her head as if in doubt, gently stroked the cover of the novel, and asked, "Or, tell me, what should I do?"

Zhao Zhuojie suddenly realized that since he asked Bai Yan for information and confirmed cooperation, he has been analyzing the case to himself, and then he has been busy working alone until now, but he really didn't know what to ask Bai Yan to do. After thinking about it, Bai Yan had no choice but to follow him behind.

If it were another smart guy, it probably wouldn’t be like this. Like Wumao might flatter him so much that he would be annoyed by the quest, and he would be kicked out of the quest if he didn’t have a sense of existence. Li Mao would know that he would take the quest, not to mention the others. , but... this is Bai Yan, who seems to have a strange personality.

Facing the pair of Mo Yu who had been staring at him without any strange emotion, Zhao Zhuojie was a little flustered: "Forget it, follow if you want."

Bai Yan nodded: "Then what shall we do next?"

He had been seeing Zhao Zhuojie chatting with the students to gather information before, and then made several phone calls to contact the parents. Just now, he was sitting there scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, like an orangutan.

"Still, what do you want me to do?"

Zhao Zhuojie was so blocked that he sighed secretly. After thinking about it, he really didn't dare to let the rich man ride a BMW around to investigate. There are few, so they are all called mysterious adopted sons, but even so, galloping on the city roads that indicate that livestock are not allowed to enter is enough to get a seat on the social page, right?

He couldn't imagine the troubles that would ensue, and finally decided: "You go home and wait for the notice."

Bai Yan stared fixedly at Zhao Zhuojie, whose heart, which had been frozen for many years, trembled and felt guilty.

"We are a cooperative relationship." Bai Yan said.

Zhao Zhuojie actually wanted to say that rich people should spend money and let others work their lives, and it is best to go home and wait for the news, but the words rolled on the tip of his tongue, and he was stunned by those black and pure eyes with almost no impurities I looked back.

At this moment, Zhao Zhuojie seemed to realize that he seemed to have accidentally provoked someone who might make him irreparable.

Why are you soft-hearted?Shouldn't his heart have been sealed 15 years ago?Apart from the kindness of his adoptive parents and family, he shouldn't put anything in his heart.

Zhao Zhuojie's mental activities were obviously rich, so that he was in a daze for a long time. When he came back to his senses for a while, he found that those eyes were still staring at him stubbornly, waiting. He felt something stuck in his throat, and opened his mouth for a while. Huicai said, "Okay, come with me...don't ride a horse."

After that, he got up and patted his buttocks and walked towards the parking lot.

Bai Yan looked at Zhao Zhuojie's back, put away the novel and followed, keeping her eyes on the person in front of her, followed closely, as if a child who was afraid of being left behind had a princely aura.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't want to think too much, and Bai Yan didn't think too much, as if they should be like this.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't lead Bai Yan there either, but Wang Jilin asked the logistics staff to check the last contact with those bad boys before they disappeared, and finally the broken car drove Team Zhao and Master Bai directly to a smoky bar, which Zhao Zhuojie was used to After seeing this scene, she immediately rolled up her sleeves and picked out two ghosts who were dressed like demons and goblins and stared at people with white eyes. Bai Yan followed step by step, clean like an angel in the place where these demons danced wildly.

Zhao Zhuojie pushed the two little ghosts who were still bad at first and had been repaired like a Beijing bus to the back door of the bar, and interrogated them one by one. .

In the end, Zhao Zhuojie still couldn't ask anything from the mouths of the two little devils who were full of smoke and yellow teeth, and their mouths smelled like nicotine. It's not wrong to let people tie them up with barbed wire and abuse them.

Not hate?

It's not that Zhao Zhuojie has never encountered such a case. Some perverts' motives for killing can be very simple. They kill because they want to kill, and some unlucky person will suffer if he happens to trigger the murderer's conditions for killing.Comparing the profiles of several people, the biggest thing in common is that they are bad, and the murderer must hate their badness very much.

A dark judge outside the law?

Teenagers are not guilty of death... although they are all scum.

Zhao Zhuojie sat in the car and thought for a while, until he heard the stomach rumble of the person beside him, and realized that the sky was already dark. He turned his head to look at Bai Yan, who was still like a prince when his stomach rumbled, and couldn't hold back, the corners of his lips Still got the laugh lines.

Bai Yan noticed his gaze, and also noticed his smile, and he stated generously: "It's past meal time."

Zhao Zhuojie thought for a while, opened the storage box of the car, took out a bag of biscuits and threw it over: "Eat it."

That well-maintained hand accurately caught the oncoming object, and the package of biscuits worth two yuan and fifty cents suddenly rose several grades. When Bai Yan started eating, it seemed to break through a certain limit, and the whole package of biscuits became It has become high-end, as if it can be compared with any delicacies.

"You..." The corners of Zhao Zhuojie's lips twitched slightly, trying to say something, but his head was a little confused.

Bai Yan stopped eating, turned her face, handed the biscuit and asked gently: "Do you want to eat too?"

Zhao Zhuojie froze for a moment, but still waved his hands. The latter didn't grumble, nodded and continued to eat. The crispy biscuits were eaten without sound, and they didn't take away any crumbs.

Later, Zhao Zhuojie thought about it, the first time he invited Bai Yan, a world-class rich man, to eat a pack of biscuits worth [-] cents in a broken car, every time he thought about it, he wanted to beat himself up.

After eating the biscuits, Bai Yan returned the packaging bag to Zhao Zhuojie, who took the trash with his left hand and handed him water with his right. Bai Yan took another sip of water before asking, "What's next?"

Zhao Zhuojie touched his forehead and sighed softly: "It's very late today, you should go home first, by the way...your paintings are all from the first perspective, it is probably impossible to see the murderer's face, what about other details? If You really... If you dream again today, maybe you can pay attention to it, draw some details of the murderer, or the details of the murder scene."

Bai Yan didn't nod: "Often intermittent images appear in my mind like photos, but occasionally there will be dynamic images, but there are few details you mentioned, but I will pay special attention tonight."

Zhao Zhuojie couldn't express how he felt in his heart. After all, he tended to disbelieve in strange powers and chaos, but now he made such a request with Bai Yan, which was very contradictory.Although he was conflicted in his heart, he didn't show anything on his face. He started the car skillfully, and said in a flat tone, "Okay, I'll take you back to lead the horse."

Bai Yan did not object.

On this day, Bai Yan was outside almost the whole day. When he returned, no one asked him where he was going, and the servants really did not have the right to interfere with the master's whereabouts.

The butler asked if he wanted to eat, Bai Yan nodded, and soon a table of sumptuous meals was served to him, he ate exquisite food, he used every piece of tableware perfectly, satiated quietly and gracefully, left the table, The butler asked someone to clean up the leftover food on the table.

Bai Yan played yoga for a while, took a bath, and read a book before it was time to sleep.

After straightening her nightgown, Bai Yan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, stroking the lifelike white peacock specimens by the window with one hand, raised her exquisite face and stared at the gloomy night sky, and her jet-black eyes seemed to be integrated with it, he thought For a long time, more than the usual sleep time.

But it doesn't matter, the adoptive father is dead, so he doesn't have to follow the schedule anymore... right.