[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

Jenny's piercing screams nearly knocked off the roof of the theater.Song Yiqiao's eyes turned cold, and she rushed to the front at an astonishing speed. Seeing that the knife was about to stab Jenny's neck, she elbowed her!

At this moment, she was pushed hard on the back!

Amid the panicked exclamation of the audience, Song Yiqiao staggered a few steps, his elbow deviated instantly, and the long knife fell along the gap.She gritted her teeth and grabbed the sharp blade with her hand——

The blade easily cut across the skin, as if a butcher was gouging out flesh and blood, the piercing pain made Song Yi Qiao Teng's face turn pale.She tried her best not to let go of her hand, but her whole body was trembling desperately, and beads of sweat dripping from her forehead slid down her cheeks.

Dark red blood dripped down from the palm of the hand along the cold blade, merged into a line, and dripped onto Jenny's terrified pretty face.

"Tick, tick..."

Jenny opened her eyes wide in horror, and her throat rolled: "...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The woman's high-pitched scream, the dark red blood, the cold blade, the rotating lights... Song Yiqiao originally wanted to throw away the long knife and turn around to grab the guy who pushed her. After taking a few steps back, my brain suddenly started buzzing.

Black, small space...woman's hand...screaming...blood...blade...

The whole world was spinning crazily, making a huge roar, everything in sight turned into nothingness——

She fell to the ground so hard that she couldn't even hear the sound of the long knife falling to the ground.There seemed to be a lot of people gathered around, they were noisy, and they seemed to be talking to her in a mess.Finally, a pair of eyes appeared in front of Song Yiqiao's eyes.

Mild, blue eyes, with a slight smile.

He said.

It seems like something is about to come out.

……

"...I hurt my hand, I need to rest..."

"The theater at that time..."

"……lamp……"

Song Yiqiao opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the pale ceiling of the hospital. The lights were off, and the sunlight coming in from the window was hazy, like a huge white bird passing by.

white bird -

"you're awake."

The doctor wearing a mask leaned over to carefully examine the injury on her hand. To Song Yiqiao's surprise, Caroline, Officer Anderson, and An Pu were also standing quietly beside her.

"he……"

The lack of water in her throat made her voice dry, so Caroline quickly and considerately fed her a few sips of water.The cold water moistened her lips, and she gained some strength.

"What do you want to say?"

Anderson took out a notebook and waited intently for her answer.

"The murderer is the magician."

Song Yiqiao successfully changed the faces of several people when he opened his mouth.

She hesitated for a moment: "Did something happen?"

"……he died."

"what?!"

Anderson sighed with a headache, and said: "It should be that the logistics staff did not check the props and equipment in advance. The theater performs all year round, and the schedule is often full. Those people chose to hide it from the outside in order to make money. They did not inform them of the fact that it had been in disrepair for a long time. Misfortune. Miss Song, you misunderstood, the magician named Jules also died on the spot, the only thing I feel lucky is that no one else was affected besides him."

"How did he die?"

"I was crushed to death by a huge chandelier that fell from above." Anderson seemed to recall the scene at that time, showing a disgusted expression, "You can't imagine how disgusting a person can be smashed by a heavy object falling from a high altitude. It seems that I don't even want to eat any meat cakes this month..."

An Pu glanced at him displeasedly, and interrupted Anderson: "Is it inappropriate to say that in front of the ladies?"

The latter shut up resentfully.

"It looks like you won't be able to work for a few weeks now." An Pu looked at her heavily bandaged hands with regret, "But it doesn't matter if you stop for a few days occasionally, Sophia and the others said they will help you finish the manuscript, Until your wounds heal."

"Then thank them so much!"

Song Yiqiao said gratefully: "Please tell me that I will treat you to dinner after the injury is healed!"

"Is there me?"

She was stunned.

An Pu reminded her: "The cost of relaying the news is not cheap, especially if the other party is your immediate boss."

"...Of course there is you."

Anpu, who got the promise, raised the corners of her lips, and turned away without even saying goodbye.After walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, and said to Song Yiqiao as if remembering something: "By the way, the stories of Police Officer A and Detective H are well received by the audience. If you don't have anything to do these days, just think about a few more stories. I plan to set aside a separate page."

After the confession, An Pu patted his ass and left, while Song Yiqiao managed to get an emoticon pack of a certain police officer with a half-smile.

"Speaking of which, Ms. Song is very good at politicians, and her metaphors are becoming more and more proficient."

"..."

Song Yiqiao coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Is Jenny okay?"

"She was frightened, and her consciousness has not been clear for the past few days, and she is still undergoing psychological treatment in the hospital."

She was silent for a while, then said softly: "Are you sure everything is an accident? I mean, it can't be a man-made case? After all, the magic props at that time were different from those in the theater."

"God knows it will be such a coincidence. The broken rope has been checked and it is a natural break. Those guys have been used for too long."

"Where are there so many coincidences in this world?" Song Yiqiao looked at him, "Officer Anderson, I dare say that the magician named Jules tried to hypnotize me at that time, he controlled my mind and let me in When you count down to four seconds, let go of the rope—”

"It's useless for you to tell me now. Our police officers have gone through all kinds of evidence collection, and it was indeed an accident, and the criminals have all confessed. Although there are not many coincidences, you have to admit that you will encounter them once in a while in life. As for Jules' question, the murderer you speak of is dead, am I asking hell to ask him?"

Anderson looked a little impatient, and put the notebook back into his pocket: "Personally, I think you need to see a psychiatrist. In your sleep, you kept talking about blood, women, etc., and you should be as strongly stimulated as Jenny."

"..."

"By the way, within an hour, the media should be flocking here. Presumably they don't want to hear some neurotic words when interviewing heroes."

"You're going too far!" Caroline couldn't bear it anymore, and stared at him coldly, "Sir, please go out and don't disturb the patient's rest."

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

Anderson spread his hands out loud, and finally left the ward.

Song Yiqiao whispered, "Thank you."

"It's that bastard officer who said it was too much, Joe, how are you now? Would you like something to eat?"

"No need." She shook her head, "By the way, do you know which hospital Jenny is in?"

"It's just upstairs from us. I took a look at that woman from a distance yesterday. She looked hysterical and seemed mentally unstable. Are you going to see her?"

"Yes."

She had a hunch that perhaps the truth was not as simple as imagined.