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When Li Lu died, Muchuan's army of mosquitoes and flies found Yan Shao, the eighth class teacher.
At this time, he was listening to jazz at home, drinking red wine and looking at the moon.
As expected of a top student who came back from abroad, he is just sentimental.
Yan Shao has an alibi.
Politics teacher Yuan Jianming was not at home, and Muchuan's mosquitoes failed to find him.
English teacher Zhou Ruolan was actually at a late-night snack stall opposite Li Lu's community.
It was two streets away from Muchuan and the place where the figure in the trench coat was missing.
Zhou Ruolan made a key point in Muchuan's heart.
In addition, Zhu Yali's mother was not at home either, and Muchuan's mosquitoes also found no trace of her.
Shao Hao's father was not at home either. Muchuan's mosquitoes searched the entire village but could not find any trace of him.
Zhang Wei's parents are in the next city, and Muchuan's mosquitoes can't fly to the next city so fast.
However, Muchuan had already sent two sparrows to the next city.
From tomorrow on, they will all be under Muchuan's surveillance, and there's still time.
If there weren't enough manpower, Pink Butterfly would also want to do this.
...
Lu Jie, Wang Qiang, and Li Lu, three students from Class 8, Grade 3, died in a row within a week.
This incident attracted great attention from the police in the fantasy realm.
Regardless of whether it was suicide or not, it is definitely not normal for three students to die in a row in one class.
The superior department immediately transferred elite police detectives from four nearby cities and set up a task force.
All those involved in the case were summoned again.
Early the next morning, a group of police officers came to the door, knocked on the door of the Express Hotel, and showed their ID to Muchuan:
"Hello, we are Officer XX from the Maple Leaf City Police Department.
It is now suspected that you are related to a serial murder case. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation. "
Muchuan: "???"
To say it doesn't matter, it doesn't mean it doesn't matter at all.
But their death really has nothing to do with themselves.
Muchuan was helpless. He didn't know how to explain it and didn't dare to resist. He was just kidnapped.
Come to the police station.
Muchuan not only discovered that Pink Butterfly, Xingxiu Laoxian and others had already arrived at the police station, but Uncle Zhuan and the other four were also there.
The twelve apostles who came in together, except for the pockmarked fat aunt named Zhao Huibin, are all here.
Basically the whole army was wiped out.
Can they resist?
sure.
Just resisting official institutions will risk being hunted down by official armed forces.
For ordinary firearms, experienced people need to develop skills to carry them.
Even a veteran can't handle a slightly stronger firepower.
It is very unwise to go against the official organization.
And once you resist, you will no longer have the energy to complete the mission in the fantasy world while fighting against the official organization's pursuit.
The official strength in this fantasy realm is probably similar to that of Daxia 15 years ago.
Anyway, it's not something that this group of people can compete with.
...
interrogation room.
"Name?" the interrogator asked.
"Gao Jie!" Muchuan once again used the name of Gao Shuaifu's father.
The interrogator was stunned for a moment: "Gender."
"Male!" Muchuan cooperated very well.
The interrogator was completely angry this time: "Please correct your attitude."
"Well..."
That was Muchuan's subconscious answer. He had not yet adapted to his new gender.
He is now the middle-aged aunt "Mama Rong", Muchuan defended:
"My name is Gao Jie, pure and white Jie. Didn't you see my gender?"
"You are an employee of the construction unit that Maple Leaf High School recently invited bids for, right?"
"That's right."
"Then why haven't you been working on the stadium lately?"
Muchuan: "..."
Is there such a thing?
Do you still have to work after entering the fantasy realm?
Off the charts!
Seeing Muchuan's silence, the interrogator continued:
"The day after you came, Lu Jie, the monitor of Class 8, Grade 3, died."
What a coincidence. The day the squad leader died happened to be the second day after he entered the gymnasium for renovation.
Is this a hole dug by the fantasy world?
Muchuan said helplessly: "...Do you mean it was a coincidence? This matter... really has nothing to do with me."
"There is an even better coincidence." The interrogator said with a disdainful smile:
"Wang Qiang died the night before yesterday. This guy was sneaking around and watching Wang Qiang for a long time.
Do you know this person? He is an employee of your company. "
Muchuan looked at the photo in the interrogator's hand and shouted "What the hell!"
The little yellow hair in the photo is none other than the Xingxiu Laoxian from Wulin mythology.
You spied on an ordinary person and was photographed?
What's even more outrageous is that you actually used the rubbish method of climbing over the wall.
He is indeed a rookie, no wonder no one in Wulin Mythology takes him to play.
"Yes, they are employees of our company." Muchuan confessed, and then defended:
"This is his personal behavior and has nothing to do with us."
The interrogator smiled disdainfully, took out another photo and said:
"About 20 minutes after Wang Qiang died, a group of you gathered near his home, including you."
That photo was the surveillance photo of a group of them gathering in front of Wang Qiang's house.
Of course, there are many people in the photo, probably hundreds of onlookers.
They don't stand out in the crowd at all.
only!
They were the only people present at the murder scene where Wang Qiang and Li Lu died.
The police will definitely not believe this kind of coincidence.
Sure enough, the interrogator then took out the photos after Li Lu's death last night.
Muchuan and others appeared at the scene again.
Muchuan himself doesn't believe that they are not suspicious!
"You were here yesterday, how do you explain this?" the interrogator asked:
"And there is a primary school student among you who seems to have been...abused by Li Lu.
Did you push Li Lu downstairs to avenge him? "
The interrogators carefully considered their words. As their investigation deepened, they felt more and more that these deceased persons were scum.
Yes, we did it... Muchuan wanted to admit it directly.
No matter how you look at it, the evidence is conclusive.
Muchuan thought for a while and explained: "Actually, we are also curious about who the murderer is.
We also arrived at the scene ten minutes after the victim died.
It doesn't fit the logic of the murderer's behavior at all.
If we were murderers, we would have run away long ago after killing someone, so why would we come back?"
"Returning to the crime scene is a common problem for many murderers." The interrogator is experienced.
Muchuan said: "It's impossible for so many people to be sick at the same time, right?"
Interrogator: "..."
"By the way, what is the name of the child who was abused, and how does it relate to you?" the interrogator then asked.
Do you believe his name is Super Wings? Muchuan shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know, you have to ask him."
"Keep your attitude straight," the interrogator scolded.
Muchuan said sincerely: "To be honest, my attitude is quite correct.
Not surprisingly, I have the best attitude among our group.
No matter where in the world I am, I respect you people. "
"Okay, okay, okay!" The interrogator pointed at Muchuan several times, with a wait-and-see attitude.
Then he hugged the notebook and left the interrogation room.
Half an hour later, the interrogator came back again, his attitude suddenly improved a lot:
"Um...Aunt Gao Jie, what do you want to drink? Coffee or tea?"
"Orange juice!"
"Okay!" the interrogator shouted to the door: "Xiao Wang, go buy some oranges, our Aunt Gao wants to drink freshly squeezed orange juice!"
Good guy, this is a kid who knows how to do things.
The interrogator said with a playful smile: "Aunt Gao, why are your colleagues so tight-lipped?
In contrast, I still like a weakling like you, Aunt Gao...er, no, I mean a talented person like you who knows current affairs. "
Muchuan: "..."
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