While reading the file and watching the TV series, Su He always felt that the murderer killing was not the so-called perfect crime in the movie.

It's more like a suspenseful enthusiast's morbid murder fantasy!

In the "Double Pupils" case, the murderer won once, confusing the police's sight, and now he is committing the crime again, openly provoking, and if the murderer is not caught as soon as possible, someone will always be killed.

At this moment, Su He's mobile phone rang, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was Ma Mingzhe calling.

"Hey, Su He, lend us 800 yuan..."

"What's wrong?"

"In the afternoon, we went to interview for a group performance, but no one asked for it in the evening, in order to save two yuan of shared bicycle fare, we planned to walk back, walked and walked to the door of the foot massage shop, and were called in to do a foot massage, and one person consumed 998... We don't have enough money on us, and we're still eight hundred... The cost of the capital is too high..."

Good guy, you are reluctant to ride a two-dollar shared bicycle, and you don't blink your eyes on a 998 pedicure."

"Damn, so expensive?" Su He had a headache, Ma Mingzhe and the three of them usually save money, and they were reluctant to buy even a piece of clothes, and as soon as they walked into the foot massage shop, they couldn't wait to clean Huabei.

"A beautiful woman, I don't care if I have a car, I don't care if I have a room, wash my feet and massage, talk about my worries, do you say 90 minutes, 998 is expensive?"

Su He was speechless, and a thousand yuan caught up with the delivery of a hundred takeaways.

After hanging up the phone, Su He turned Ma Mingzhe around, and then Zhou Bing came over and said, "Su He, you go back first." The

people of the criminal police team spent a night, half of them continued to trace the clues and analyze the case, and the other half accompanied Su He to watch "Who is the Murderer", and finally everyone unanimously concluded that the murderer was just imitating the plot of the crime and had nothing to do with the plot.

The co-authored TV series was also watched in vain.

Su He is also very embarrassed, every time the murderer commits a crime, he is very cautious and cautious, leaving no clues that can determine his identity, from the analysis of the motive of the crime alone, the murderer does not seem to have rules for selecting the victim, which brings great challenges to the police, the

only thing that can be done at present is to increase efforts to investigate the surveillance video near the murder to find clues.

Walking out of the Public Security Bureau, blown by the cool breeze at night, Su He's head was much clearer, and he rode a battery car to the hotel.

The beauty of the night view of the capital is self-evident, whether it is a modern high-rise building or a historic old house laneway, it has a unique charm.

But when he thought that the murderer had brutally killed six people under such a night, and now he was still at large, and he might commit the crime again at any time, Su He was in no mood.

"Bang!"

A car rushed out of the corner and crashed straight into Su He's battery car.

Su He only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person flew up, fell on the green belt, and his arm was scratched by a branch, and he was drenched in blood.

A woman got out of the car in a panic, ran over, and said in a trembling voice, "You... Are you alright?"

Su He stood up, moved a few times, and found that only his arm was injured, and turned his head to look at the woman.

"I'm sorry... I just got my driver's license, I don't dare to go on the road during the day, and I plan to come out at night to practice driving... Just now I was nervous and stepped on the accelerator as a brake, I'll take you to the hospital, don't worry, it's my responsibility, I will be responsible to the end..."

The woman's attitude was sincere, and Su He didn't blame her, but looking at the car parked aside, the wipers were still swaying from side to side, how dare Su He take her car.

I checked the wound on my arm, and it was not serious, but the wound was too long and needed to be stitched.

"The hospital is not needed, let's go to the clinic in front of you. "If it weren't for the wound on his arm, Su He would have been able to stitch it up himself.

The woman nodded again and again, went to the car to pick up the bag, and followed Su He all the way to the clinic.

In the clinic, the doctor was cupping an uncle, and when he saw that Su He's hands were covered with blood, he hurriedly walked over and said, "Take off your clothes." "

The doctor first stopped Su He's bleeding, cleaned the wound, did local anesthesia, and then began to suture, the whole process took less than ten minutes.

"Okay, go back and pay attention to rest, don't touch the water, can't lift heavy objects, come back for a review in three days..."

The woman gave the money, but Su He stared at the wound that had just been stitched, and suddenly, he thought of something!

The police fell into a misunderstanding, the murderer can surgically suture, it does not mean that he must be a surgeon in the hospital, even if it is an ordinary clinic, these doctors are also trained in suturing, and the suturing of the victim is also the most basic simple intermittent suture method.

As a result, the scope of investigation needs to be expanded several times.

Walking out of the clinic, Su He and the woman added WeChat to each other, the woman transferred 2,000 yuan as compensation, the battery car had been scrapped, Su He took off the battery and threw the scrapped body directly into the trash.

sent a message to Officer Zhou and told him his conjecture, and Su He took the subway back to the hotel.

As soon as they entered the house, Ma Mingzhe and the three of them had not yet slept, chatting there.

Dong Yong: I have experienced all kinds of difficult things in my life, and no matter how big the wind and waves are, I have withstood the wind and waves, until I walked out of the door on the 66th, I felt that the sky had fallen.

Ma Mingzhe: Then you haven't met No. 99...

Pan Zhigang: Ahem, Su He is back!

There was no light in the house, and none of the three of them found that Su He was injured.

Dong Yong poked his head out of the top bunk and smiled: "Su He, let's go with you tomorrow to deliver takeaways?"

"What's the matter?" "Don't want to act

?" "Damn, that group leader watched people from the crack in the door, let us play the corpse, Brother Ma argued with him for two sentences, and almost fought..."Pan Zhigang said.

"Later, the group leader gave Brother Ma a line and asked Brother Ma to say the line, but Brother Ma held back for a long time, his face was flushed, and he didn't even dare to fart..."Dong Yong added.

Ma Mingzhe sighed and said, "The brothers can see it, we don't have that ability, let's deliver food honestly." "

If you want to deliver takeaways, you will deliver them, I came to the capital to do big things, I am going to buy a tricycle, collect the rags, and when I have money, I will change to a truck, become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance!" Pan

Zhigang is not going to go out to deliver takeaways, when he comes back, he inquired, there are no recycling sites for several kilometers nearby, and he plans to start a business!

No one responded to Pan Zhigang, because they knew that when they woke up tomorrow morning, Pan Zhigang was determined to go with them to deliver takeaways.

Think about a thousand roads at night, get up in the morning and walk the old road, don't look at how enthusiastic Pan Zhigang is now, when he wakes up, he forgets everything, and he still has to go to deliver takeaways.

The wise man does not fall in love, the resentment repeats the mistakes of the past, continues to live a takeaway life, and builds a beautiful China!

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