The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

I was caught off guard and knocked out with a stick. My head was as dizzy as if I had been beaten thousands of times by a meat grinder. I almost couldn’t open my eyes. I had a headache like two red-hot iron nails were pierced into my temples. sharp.

My head hurts, but I'm also very awake.

Although the upper and lower eyelids were fighting, I still managed to open my eyes, frowning and looking at my current situation.

This is an empty and abandoned factory with no windows, only a locked iron gate.

I seemed to be tied to a chair and placed in the middle of an empty space with no shelter around me, making me feel very insecure.

I raised my eyes, and someone came not far away. He was wearing leather boots, and the sound of his feet stepping on the ground echoed in the empty factory.

I saw him take the cigarette in his mouth, spit out a puff of smoke, chuckled, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Woke up faster than I thought."

I frowned, choked on the second-hand smoke he exhaled, and couldn't help but say:

"Mr. former little policeman, can you put out the cigarette in your hand? It's not a good thing to let girls smoke second-hand smoke."

When he heard my words, he was not angry, but followed my words and put the cigarette in his hand under his feet, stepped on his leather boots and crushed it, and the sporadic light of the fire was drowned in the dust like this among.

"Aren't you curious why I kidnapped you here?" His eyes were full of curiosity.

I tilted my head and chuckled lightly: "You told me before that you are a newly recruited policeman, the murderer who poisoned Mr. Housekeeper, and a serial murderer who has been wanted by the police for a long time."

I saw more interest on the face of the baby-faced serial killer opposite, but the prisoner who kidnapped me now is different from the Mr. Butler whose bones are cold now.

If Mr. Butler’s eyes were full of fanaticism and possession when he kidnapped me, but the serial murderer looked at me like he was looking at a weed on the side of the road.

He looked at me condescendingly and said to me, "Tell me about it."

I raised my head and looked directly into his eyes:

"Mr. Butler told me before that you asked him to lead me to the amusement park, probably because you wanted to kidnap me here. You have already prepared the plan here. But he directly told me what you asked him to do, This is something you never expected, so you simply took the opportunity to poison him.

As a serial killer before, because you are inside the police station and can get first-hand information, you can always predict the police's actions and avoid it. "

He nodded, motioning for me to continue.

"The next step is how to lure me to the amusement park who knows that I can't get close to the amusement park. That is to let me go there voluntarily, knowing that there is danger, and there must be no other people around me, in an isolated and helpless situation. When in danger If my friends can't be contacted, I will insist on going to the scene to find it, so that I have entered the scope of the amusement park, which is where you are staying."

"So how did I manage to put them in danger?" the serial killer posed a question to me.

"It's very simple." I looked directly into his eyes, hoping to find some emotional fluctuations from it, "As long as I install a signal jammer on my mobile phone, then they will unconsciously not receive the information that I contacted them.

The evidence is... I made a call at the last moment of fainting, because your purpose has been achieved, and the signal jammer can exit.As for the running figures I saw in the amusement park..."

I paused for a moment, and then gave my answer confidently: "That should be the image of the projector. A large projector placed alone is very easy to find, and there is no power source. The projectors in some open-air theaters can be used hidden by the lights and electricity brought by the carousel next door when they rotate.”

"What to do..." Although he said something that didn't sound good, the smile on the corner of his mouth still didn't fade. He said, "I found that you are much smarter than I thought."

"Thanks for the compliment," I responded, "but I'm really not that stupid."

But he continued as if he didn't hear it, "Although you have solved most of the problems, I bet you don't know why I kidnapped you."

I frowned: "The two hostage-takers said that if something happens to them, you will not let me go. But..." I paused, and hesitantly expressed my guess, "But I I feel that you must not have taken them to heart, and even the remote control that blew up the two of them may have been manipulated by you, and the reason should be something else."

The serial killer smiled happily like a child. He got up and took two steps, then turned to me and said, "You really can't guess it. After all, I have nothing to do with you. If it wasn't for her request, I would have thought about it a long time ago." Just poison you to death."

I stared at him coldly, expressionless.

He suddenly said, "I don't know if you will feel bad if you know the truth. I'm really looking forward to this scene."

I frowned, "The truth?"

When I didn't understand what he was talking about, a pair of cold hands climbed onto my shoulders like tarsal snakes, which made me feel goose bumps on my arms.

Then I heard a very familiar voice close to my ear, whispering to me:

"Sister, it's me..."

I felt a chill rise from my spine, and my hands and feet were numb from the cold.

I wanted to turn my head, but those cold little hands touched my face along my shoulders, suppressing my desire to turn my head, I could feel her hair falling between my collarbone, A familiar smell of hospital disinfectant rushed into my nose.

"Oh it's you."

I struggled to digest this fact, and felt the pressure on my shoulders loosen a lot.

I watched Xiaoluo walk up to me from behind me. The serial killer pulled out a folded chair out of nowhere and opened it. She supported his arm and sat down steadily.

"I hope he brought you here." She looked at me with a smile, just like she looked at me with a smile when she was lying on the hospital bed.

"Why?" I frowned, looking at her with some puzzlement.

"Why?" She repeated my words and smiled contemptuously, "I'm saving you, sister."

"That's how you saved me with a stick in the back?" I already had a deep ptsd about being shot in the head by a wooden stick. After all, the last scar was still hurting, and the next headshot followed. No one can experience it except me!

"It's just out of necessity." Xiaoluo seemed very unhappy at my questioning, and pouted a little sadly, "Does my sister not like me? I just want my sister to be by my side forever. "

"Didn't I accompany you?" I couldn't believe her thoughts, "I paid for your medical bills, visited you every week, played with you, and if there were no accidents, I would accompany you until you changed until healthy."

"But this is not enough!" Xiao Luo suddenly yelled at me hysterically, which startled me, "I want my sister to be alone by my side, and there are too many people around my sister who like my sister. Have my own love! And I do so much, all for my sister!"

If it weren't for my hands and feet being tied to the chair, I really wanted to wave my hands wildly, begging her not to put such a big pot on my head, don't blame me, it has nothing to do with me.

"I admit that I stole Dumeridine and I pressed the bomb remote control, but didn't I protect my sister?" There was paranoia in her eyes that I didn't understand, "The two kidnappers should be damned, they Almost hurt my sister, the housekeeper is damned, he kidnapped my sister and tried to hide her, I just gave them the price they deserved, they are all going to hell!"

I looked at her coldly: "You were kidnapped on purpose? In order to achieve your purpose, so many innocent people were almost injured?"

"To achieve justice, there is always a small price to pay."

Serial Killer answered me instead of her: "I kill the damned people, so I cooperate with her, we all want to make this world a better place."

I took a deep breath and stopped arguing with them about who was right and who was wrong.Maybe I used to be so passionate about being reasonable, but now that my mind is getting clearer, I no longer have any reason to blame others.

"So sister, you have to stay with us." Xiao Luo blinked her big eyes, as if she was expecting my answer.

I glanced at her expectant expression, and then at the serial killer standing beside her with a disdainful expression: "What if I don't want to?"

"If you don't want to." The serial killer stomped heavily on the ground and made a dull sound, "then we can only let your corpse stay with Xiaoluo."

I glanced at Xiaoluo, she was still looking at me excitedly and said, "I love my sister no matter whether it's a human or a corpse left behind by my sister."

"Okay." I shrugged helplessly, "I'm afraid your plan will go to waste."

"Your idea is too empty." The serial killer sneered sneeringly, "No one can find this place in a short time."

"I mean, you don't know how to figure out the background of the enemy." I sneered and looked up at him, "You know that I work in the police station, but before that, do you know what I was doing?"

"Reading?" He frowned.

"What about before reading?"

"Don't people like you keep reading and work after reading?" He was silent for a while, frowning and waiting for my answer.

I sighed again as if mocking: "A person like me who is so bad, of course, he went to study after exhausting the hardships of work."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly stood up from the chair while they were not prepared. My hands had already been freed from the restraints, and the rope was scattered all over the floor.

"Did anyone tell you that it's really easy to break free with a rope." I waved my free hand at them.

The serial killer's eyelids twitched, and he rushed towards me with lightning speed, holding a sharp knife in his hand.

"It seems that you can't stay anymore." He held his hand and rushed towards me.

It's a pity that the sharp knife fell to the ground in a second, and I just stood there and kicked his wrist lightly.

I just kicked the serial killer who had lost his weapon to the ground, and stepped on him like a chicken. When I looked up, I happened to see Xiao Luo with cold eyes holding a wooden warehouse and facing me.

"Almost forgot, you are the mastermind behind all of them." I shrugged, and the serial killer wanted to say something more at my feet, but when I exerted force on my toes, my bones began to crunch , His words froze instantly.

Xiao Luo pulled the safety switch, and she seemed to be about to pull the trigger in the next second.

I tilted my head and kicked the man lying on the ground to the other side. At the same time, my body moved quickly, flashed to her side, grabbed her wrist and quickly turned the wooden cang.

Xiao Luo had already pulled the trigger, but Mucangkou had already been manually turned to the other side by me. With a painful scream, her bullet hit the abdomen of the serial killer who was kicked to the other side by me.

She still seemed to want to click the trigger, trying to hit me.

But how can I make her little wish come true?

I let the remaining four bullets in the wooden warehouse in her hand hit the serial killer lying on the ground, and there were four bullets in the four limbs, which were just used up.

Xiaoluo's hand holding the wooden warehouse trembled a little. She seemed to have no attack power, but kept backing away.

"Sister..." she said with tears in her eyes, "You wouldn't treat Xiao Luo like this before."

I shrugged: "That was before."

Then he knocked her unconscious neatly and threw her on the sandy ground of the factory.

I turned my head and said to the serial killer who was still screaming:

"Stop screaming, there is still a possibility of rescue within three hours. I can't die, just wait for the trial."

After I finished saying this, the only gate of the factory was suddenly knocked open with a bang, and Toru Amuro and Jinpei Matsuda rushed in with nervous faces.

They looked at the two people who fell on the ground, and then at myself who was intact and looking energetic, and stammered a bit and asked:

"Riko... have you... been hurt?"

The author says:

Who is injured...

The police officers present were all stunned, and secretly asked the police officers next to them: Who kidnapped whom?

Touko & Songtian who have been blinded by emotion: Oh my Riko!Get freaked out!How pitiful!

Riko: My mother is about to open the big one.

When I wrote about Calvin, I specially practiced a whole set of bodycombat to find the feeling of beating someone, but my arm didn't have the strength to type at the end...?