[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

"13" is an unfortunate number in the eyes of Westerners, and it is related to death. Places that require numbers, such as doors and number plates, should be avoided as much as possible.So, is the evidence left on purpose what the murderer wants to tell?

threaten?A vague omen?

There are too many purposes to choose from, and the most important thing is that it is completely impossible to judge the murderer's motive for arson.

One possibility is that Mrs. Wallace and Mrs. Wallace have long forged an enmity, and the heart of killing was born during the resentment, so the murderer sneaked into the victim's house in the middle of the night when everyone was fast asleep, and lit the fire in the dark. The other is troublesome: the murderer wants to use arson to vent his desire, so it is likely that he will continue to commit crimes in a short period of time.

The police were still investigating and collecting evidence, Song Yiqiao waited and watched for a while, and decided to go to the library first.

She searched for papers and materials on arsonists in the huge library, remembering them in her mind over and over again.If the guess is correct, at the upcoming funeral of the Wallace family, the murderer may also go.

He/she will watch the victim's burial, and a bunch of relatives and friends are crying. This extremely sad scene will make the murderer tremble with excitement——

There is nothing more joyful than the scene where the disgusted person dies miserably, and the murderer himself gets away with it.

However, considering the general characteristics of the perpetrators in arson cases, their personalities may go to two extremes. They may be so cowardly that they dare not approach them at all, and they have even stayed away for the past few days, secretly watching people's attitudes.

Second, considering the two options of purposefulness and purposelessness, the attitude of criminals becomes increasingly unpredictable.

After Song Yiqiao finished dinner, he called An Pu to ask for a morning's leave.She sat on the chair with a headache, her mind blank.After all, counting on someone who can never reason normally to find the murderer is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

perhaps……

She looked at the window on the opposite side of the road. Under the dimly lit night, there was no one in front of the window, only the dim light reflected on the wall.

Song Yiqiao thumped his head in frustration.

After living alone for so many years, are you still afraid of a small case?It would be too bad to ask for help for such a thing.

Forget it, she'd better get a good night's sleep and face tomorrow's funeral with plenty of energy.

……

Not a good night's sleep.

Thinking about something in her heart, she naturally slept restlessly. After contacting Mrs. Wallace's relatives the next day, Song Yiqiao followed her to the cemetery in a long black dress.Her complexion was a bit haggard, and her eye sockets were darkened due to lack of sleep, which quickly convinced those people of her fabricated reasons.

A few beams of light shone through the gaps in the clouds, and fell on the brand new tombstone, refracting dazzling light.The cemetery was silent, except for the reverberation of the priest's deep prayer. A bunch of delicate lilies placed in front of the tomb were still covered with morning dew and swayed gently in the breeze.

Song Yiqiao silently prayed for the Wallace family whom he had never seen in his heart, while watching the surroundings without any trace.

Suddenly, a figure caught her attention.

He was a young man of medium height, of ordinary features, with curly red hair in a mess.He stared at this side with a complicated expression, like happy but also sad, his eyes were almost empty.

Song Yiqiao silently took two steps back and drew closer to the man. Unfortunately, she had no choice.

Tsk, fighting a man in a dress is not a good idea.

As if sensing Song Yiqiao's gaze, the red-haired man suddenly turned his head and stared at her vigilantly, his eyes were fierce and extremely aggressive.

[Malicious value reached critical point, successfully activated the alert system—] The system prompt sounded suddenly, Song Yiqiao was startled, and the man not far away also took a step back, watching her every move closely.

[Level [-] alert is the minimum level, which means that you are likely to cause the other party to act aggressively; Level [-] alert means that the other party has murderous intentions; Level [-] alert is the highest limit, indicating that the other party is determined to put you to death.This function will always accompany the host, and always remind you of your safety, so as not to end your life prematurely.

The target has generated a first-level alert, please be careful to the host! 】

After the system's explanation was over, the man suddenly moved. Just when Song Yiqiao thought he was going to attack and his heartbeat accelerated instantly, the man turned around and ran away when she was caught off guard!

"You stop!"

Song Yiqiao ignored the astonished expressions of the silent mourners, and ran quickly following the man's pace.The two of them quickly ran out of the cemetery. It was obvious that he should be exercising frequently, and his running speed seemed to follow the wind, as if he disappeared after a gust of wind.

Song Yiqiao gritted his teeth, followed closely behind, and pushed forward with all his strength.This place is in the suburbs, and there were not many people along the way, but she followed closely behind despite her best efforts, without being left behind by much distance.

However, the good times didn't last long, only a few hundred meters away, the lungs began to hurt sharply, and the throat was so dry that it was about to catch fire.

She knew she wouldn't be able to follow him for long, so she just became cruel, took out her mobile phone and pointed it at the man's head and threw it at the man's head!

"boom!"

The phone was unbiased, and it just hit the back of the target's head. He staggered, and was thrown to the ground by Song Yiqiao who was chasing him.

At this time, the system's untimely prompt sounded instantly.

[5% critical hit, fifty pounds reward! 】

"Get out of here!"

"Thinking beautiful!"

Song Yiqiao had no choice but to grab the hair with one hand like a shrew who had never had any disputes with others, and punched the man's face with her round fist.

Taking advantage of the other party's dizziness, she punched her in the face without saving any effort.

[Crit 8%, reward [-] pounds! 】

"Hey... that's enough! Stop!"

"You are going to die, sir! The crime of arson is not so easily calculated!"

"What? Arson! What are you kidding!"

Song Yiqiao paused, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then why did you run away? Aren't you a guilty conscience?"

"It's ridiculous!"

The man lying on the ground stopped struggling, his face was bruised and purple, and he rolled his eyes in frustration: "I thought you... Forget it, I have a full alibi and a reason. I can give you all the identification information, can you come down first?"

Song Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, and also realized that the posture she was sitting on his waist was somewhat indecent. Just as she got up, the man pushed her to the ground, and quickly ran to the corner of the street.

that bastard!He was cheated!

Her back hit the hard ground, and she couldn't help screaming in pain. Suddenly, a shadow was cast over her head.

"Stop chasing him, he's not the real murderer."

Sherlock's face was as pale as ever. He was wearing a long dark gray windbreaker, with his hands in the wide pockets, looking down at Song Yiqiao who was lying on the ground in an extremely embarrassing condition.

"how do you know?"

Even in a disadvantaged position, Song Yiqiao still showed no embarrassment, instead he stared straight at him with stubborn eyes.

"The reason——" Sherlock threw a blockbuster with no expression on his face, "just this morning, another arson case happened with the same method, and none of the victims was spared."

Song Yiqiao was stunned: "What..."

The other party suddenly changed the subject: "Do you need help?"

Although he didn't like women, as a man with a gentleman's demeanor, Sherlock stretched out his hand. His fingers were white and slender under the sun, his nails were neatly cut, and his hands were beautifully shaped.

Song Yiqiao pursed her lips and looked at him for a while, but she still stretched out her hand and was taken up.

Sometimes you shouldn't be arrogant, she seems to have hurt her bones, and if she tries to be brave at this time, it will be a bit deadly.

Touching palms and exchanging body temperature is a wonderful feeling.As soon as Song Yiqiao got up, he let go of his hand, and the attitude of avoiding it was as if he was afraid of contracting germs.

"Thank you."