C567 Rational Analysis

"Do you often deal with people like that?"

"Not really." Chi Shaojun said in a low voice, "They must have experienced a lot in the past. They care too much about other people's evaluation. They are suspicious and jealous. A small movement from others can cause the collapse of their inner world."

Detective Zheng stared at the person who spoke. From the day he met Chi Shaojun, he had only seen him in the newspapers. He was young, wise, handsome, and had excellent genes.

He had become a handsome prince charming for many people. However, Detective Zheng saw him today. He was mature, calm, and even had an ancient air that did not belong to his age.

But who could be blamed for this?

People could not choose their appearance, background, parents, or family background. Some people, even if they had excellent genes, could not do anything about it. They were constantly rubbed against by this society. In the end, they could only climb to the height that they wanted even though they were covered in wounds. Although this was cruel, this was the rule of life for humans, right?

Without hurting others or violating the law, if one wanted to live well, everyone had to pay a price. This was understandable.

People like Chi Shaojun had a good software foundation and could adapt to society more easily. When they saw Zhao Jingrui wearing a high-end custom-made suit entering and exiting the high-end office building, they would be surprised.

What he didn't know was that when he was still a teenager, he knew very well the rules of the cruel society. When the rich kids in the same industry begged the people of the high-end clubs to let them in, Jingrui had learned to throw a few dollars on the doorman's chest and lead the rich kids in swaggeringly.

This was a kind of adaptive ability that others were jealous of. Not everyone could achieve it.

After a long time, Detective Zheng said to Chi Shaojun, "If there is any new discovery... you must tell me when the time comes..."

"What will happen to you?"

Detective Zheng did not answer Chi Shaojun's question. He pushed the door open and left the police station.

It had been a few days since the incident at the Sea City Theater. The place was much quieter than before.

The stage was already surrounded by cordoned lines. Chi Shaojun gently lifted the cordoned lines and slowly sat on the stage.

The curtain hung down, along with the words "Cheng Mei Mei" on it. Under the dim light, it looked mottled and lifeless.

The outline of Cheng Meimei's corpse in the middle of the stage was still there. The dressing room was behind the curtain. There were messy costumes piled up. In the dressing room behind a door, Lin Huahua had been knocked unconscious.

Chi Shaojun stared at that place and imagined that the shadow in the darkness had hit the back of Lin Huahua's head.

Then he dragged the skinny Lin Huahua to the fitting room and closed the door.

Who was the face behind the mask?

Chi Shaojun wanted to see that person's face, but he found nothing.

He slowly returned to the center of the stage. The empty theater was empty. He could only hear his own footsteps echoing slowly in the silence.

He stood in the middle of the stage. If the lights were turned on here, it would be very bright, but when he saw the audience seats below, it was dark.

Chi Shaojun stared at the audience seats in a daze.

He saw a figure in the shadows.

When the source of light got closer, the figure gradually became clear.

"Who is it?" Chi Shaojun saw the man in front of him. He was wearing a blue suit.

"I am the child's step-father." He sat down and looked at the center of the stage. "Was he killed in front of everyone?"

Chi Shaojun's face darkened.

"Recently, the people around us have left us one by one."

Chi Shaojun sighed. He did not know how to answer Lin Huahua's stepfather.

Maybe more people will die?

Who was next?

He was lost.

Chi Shaojun did not know either.

The city detective agency had received a special letter.

In the past few days, they had received several mysterious, unofficial letters. Since the sender had described the details of the murder, the newspaper could only submit the letter to the City Detective Agency. At first, the City Detective Agency did not treat the letter as an effective message.

However, when the same illegible letters were sent to the newspaper again, the situation changed. This time, there was a printed letter in the letter.

"I think you guys definitely don't believe what I said. Now, let me tell you, those two girls were killed by me. How can I prove my actions? " Please play the killing game with me. If you can't catch me in a day, I'll kill one more person. Hahahahaha. "

"The murderer of the zombie case seems to have become the amusement park of the murderer. He uses the killing method to entertain people's fear." Chi Shaojun's expression was very serious.

"Damn it! Now, from government officials to farmers and workers, everyone is eager to know who the murderer is. This is to protect themselves. The other police stations are also starting to post bounty notices all over the streets."

"Things have developed to this point. The murderer is getting more and more cunning and brutal. In order to protect the citizens as much as possible and not die, perhaps we can take some extreme measures." Detective Zheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back and said.

"What method?"

"We can send a handsome detective to dress up as a woman and enter Chi Shaojun's case frequently. Once again, we will run into a vampire."

Although there was a police flower in the police station - Ann Qianxi, as a man and brother, they would never let Ann Qianxi, a female, risk her life. Everyone looked at each other and looked at Chi Shaojun.

"Professor Chi... the most delicate one is you..."

Chi Shaojun was speechless.

Ann Qianxi seemed to be very proactive. "I think the tall detective is the best when it comes to visiting and investigating. How about you go to the tall detective?"

Wang Kang was very good at dealing with people. "Yes, we are tall detectives. We look clean and clean. There is no difference between our dressing and a little girl. " No, it is a little girl. "

"You are the little girl! I'm a masculine man!"

Detective Zheng couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, tall detective, you're the one."

The tall detective: ... ""

Wang Kang was especially enthusiastic about dressing the tall detective as a female. This couldn't be considered as enthusiastic, right? Using the words of the tall detective, he said, "You bastard, you're kicking me while I'm down."

"Aiya, this is called being helpful to a little tall detective."

At night, the tall detective put on his makeup and went to the bar on Wutong Street, luring the snake out of the hole.

Once again investigating the crime scene of Deng Min Min, the female doctor, and Cheng Mei Mei, he successfully found a set of suspicious shoe prints and used plaster to make a shoe print mold.