From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 162 Testing
As an ordinary uniformed police officer, Jiang Yao doesn't even have the right to investigate cases.

The daily work is monotonous. Either I patrol the streets or I go to the door to check when someone nearby complains or calls the police.

When he first started working, he found it a bit novel and entertaining to play with the gangsters who caused trouble on the streets.

But now, the fun is long gone.

As for taking advantage of his position to make some money, he just played the role of a fisherman and got a batch of jewelry and gold ornaments from Scar Liu and others.

After handing over this batch of stolen goods to Bingzai for processing, he has not seen any cash until now.

There is no way. Although the environment in Hong Kong is still a bit chaotic, such large-scale robberies are unlikely to occur many times in a year or so.

Jiang Yao patrols only a few streets, and he is on duty for only eight hours out of 24 hours a day.

If he couldn't be the first one to appear at the scene when the robbery happened, he would be powerless to try to be the one who took advantage of the situation.

Just like the cash van robbery case that Li Hongsheng talked about a few days ago, Jiang Yao, who was on vacation at the time, missed this opportunity to make a fortune.

Although he doesn't really care about promotion or salary increase, it is still quite attractive to him if he can be transferred from the military uniform to the civilian police.

After listening to Fang Jieting's words, Jiang Yao frowned and thought for a while.

Then he said, "If the cases you mentioned were really committed by that sorcerer, what evidence do you think you can find?"

"Solve the case? How do you solve it?"

"Could it be that when someone is using black magic to kill someone, you still want to catch him at the scene?"

Jiang Yao curled his lips and said this with obvious disdain on his face.

"This..." After these few words, Fang Jieting was speechless.

She is not Jiang Yao. She wants to uphold judicial justice, so she has to rely on evidence in everything she does.

With the mysterious power of black magic, the sorcerer can kill people without them even noticing, and can also perfectly create an alibi.

It seems that it is impossible to arrest such a person by normal means.

After a while, she sighed and said, "The person in charge of this murder case is Mr. Li from the Criminal Investigation Team. I have dealt with him before due to the death of my informant, so I am quite familiar with him."

"I will tell him about your speculation and suspicion and see how they deal with it."

"I don't want to ask you how you tried to test Uncle Lin. If you really find any important clues that can prove that he committed murder, don't forget to inform me."

After saying this, Fang Jieting seemed a little depressed.

She picked up the glass of juice in front of her and drank nearly half of it in a few sips. The pleasant feeling of the sour and sweet taste lingering on the tip of her tongue seemed to make her feel a lot better.

Given her personality and the way she does things, she actually hates people who act recklessly and don't follow the rules.

But Jiang Yao in front of him seemed to like messing around.

The other person had saved her life, and they had that kind of relationship. What else could Fang Jieting do except compromise?

"Don't worry, if I really find something, I will definitely tell you!" Jiang Yao said with a grin.

After eating and drinking, the two chatted for a while and finally went their separate ways.

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At the entrance of Jinxia Building.

"Brother Yao, good afternoon. Have you gone to work yet?" Seeing Uncle Lin wiping the wall with a rag when he saw Jiang Yao coming in from outside, he greeted him cheerfully as usual.

"Work starts at 3pm, it's still early!" Jiang Yao responded casually and walked to the elevator door.

Before, he didn't think anything of it, but now, after he began to suspect that Uncle Lin might be the secret sorcerer, he felt that this guy's smile seemed a little fake.

In broad daylight, there were many people coming in and out of the building's entrance. Jiang Yao did not do anything to Uncle Lin, but only left a mark on his body.

In the next one or two days, he also did not act rashly, but simply used mental imprints to track Uncle Lin's whereabouts.

As a very old building, Jinxia Building has only one administrator, Uncle Lin, but it is impossible for him to work without rest for 24 hours.

Like the former Dong Bo, he would appear and disappear from time to time and was often nowhere to be seen. In a day, it was considered good if he could be on duty for seven or eight hours.

Uncle Lin rented a small room on the thirteenth floor of the building as his residence.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Uncle Lin spends all his personal time on work. It is for this reason that he gives people a strange feeling that he is at work all the time.

There is no boss who dislikes good employees like this, who silently work without asking for anything in return and spend all their time on work.

With the spiritual mark as a guide, Jiang Yao knew Uncle Lin's activities clearly.

If he had not often spotted Uncle Lin in a certain area downstairs without any movement for several hours, he would not have known that Uncle Lin's rented house was on the thirteenth floor.

Besides, Sang Biao didn't play any tricks.

The next day, he took the initiative to find Cheng Fei'er and changed the registration of the sports car to Feixing Records. However, as a police officer, driving such a sports car to and from get off work was a bit high-profile.

The car was parked in a nearby parking lot. Occasionally, Jiang Yao would satisfy his urge to drive the car around for a few laps.

Most of the time, when he went out, he rode the motorcycle that Cheng Feier gave him for safekeeping.

Nothing happened, and it was already eleven o'clock.

When Jiang Yao returned home from get off work, he sensed the spiritual mark representing Uncle Lin.

"On the surface, this guy is conscientious and a typical good guy."

"Ever since he came to Jinxia Building as the manager, he would clean up the public areas on each floor of the building as soon as there was even the slightest stain."

"Is this person really the murderer in secret?"

……

Jiang Yao frowned and muttered to himself.

Judging from the mental mark he just sensed, Uncle Lin was walking back and forth in the public area on the first floor of the building.

You know, it's not daytime now, but eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

Putting aside other things, just in terms of being loyal to one's duties, I'm afraid there is no one among the managers of other buildings in the surrounding area who can compare with Uncle Lin.

Although Jiang Yao hasn't done anything to him yet, in the past few days, whenever he has time, he has been paying close attention to his every move.

After observing Uncle Lin for a day or two, no matter how you look at him, he seems to be a thorough good guy.

Up to now, Jiang Yao himself began to doubt whether his guess was wrong!

Entering dreams, confusing the mind, and possessing a person, these kinds of tricks he mastered are powerful, but if one wants to confirm whether Uncle Lin is the unknown sorcerer, confusing the mind may play some role.

However, Jiang Yao was not sure whether the sorcerer had any method to resist his mind-destroying tricks. He was afraid of backlash, so he did not use it carelessly.

If you want to confirm whether your guess is correct, the simplest and most brutal way is to arrest him and torture him to extract a confession.

However, Jiang Yao was worried that he had made a mistake and wrongly accused a good person.

He frowned and thought for a while, then he tidied up the messy room a little.

He threw the dirty clothes into the bucket and soaked them in water. He also cleaned up the instant noodle buckets, cigarette butts and other garbage and put them directly into a garbage bag.

A single man's room is usually not very clean.

Jiang Yao didn't cook for himself and mostly ate out, so there wasn't much domestic waste. He usually cleaned up every few days.

For most residents in the building, they take their garbage out with them when they go out in the morning and throw it into the trash can in the alley next to the building.

But at this moment, after hesitating for a while, Jiang Yao picked up the garbage bag, opened the door and walked straight outside.

"Brother Yao, you're still going out to throw away the garbage at this time!"

Uncle Lin, who was patrolling nearby, came out of the elevator with a simple and honest look on his face. He came over and greeted Jiang Yao.

"I haven't taken out the trash for several days. The house is so dirty. It will be more comfortable to live in after cleaning it up." Jiang Yao responded with a smile.

As he spoke, he did not stop and walked towards the outside of the building.

In just less than a minute, he walked back into the elevator with empty hands, apparently having thrown away the garbage.

"Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, if you are really the sorcerer, you have already come to Jinxia Building to be the administrator, and you still jump in front of me every day, but you dare not attack me. Let me guess, what are you doing?"

"I remember that Luang Po seemed to have said that when a sorcerer casts a spell, he needs something on the target as a medium in order to truly succeed."

"In the bag of garbage I just threw out, there were a lot of things I had eaten and used."

"You've lurked right under my nose. If you just want to get some information about my spellcasting medium, this is a great opportunity. I hope you won't let me down!"

……

Inside the elevator, Jiang Yao's eyes flickered as he muttered softly.

If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have never thrown away garbage since Uncle Lin came to work here.

At this moment in the night, he picked up a bag of garbage and threw it out in front of Uncle Lin. This was an idea that just popped up in his mind.

With a 'ding...' sound, the elevator stopped on the fourteenth floor and the elevator door opened directly.

Jiang Yao walked out of the elevator, but did not go to his room, but to the entrance of the fire escape next to it.

He walked back to the fifth floor slowly and with the help of the spiritual mark left on Uncle Lin, he could clearly sense that the guy had indeed left the building and went to the alley next to it where garbage was thrown away.

(End of this chapter)