The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 256 New York Arrow is online

On the streets of Los Angeles, Ron searched for the largest animation peripheral store in New York according to Google. During the period, he also called Leonard who had arrived in Switzerland and lived a happy life with Penny Sheldon as a family of three.

Ask if there are any superheroes who can cover their faces without wearing tights.

Although Ron had already made an appearance at the "Detective Reasoning Conference" and wrote "It's a conference for reasoning enthusiasts where most ghosts think they are awesome", but it didn't attract the attention of others.

Apart from Billy, who had already been warned by him, probably only the coquettish Japanese man had noticed him.

But it's a pity that, with the strange aesthetics of American comics, among the truly famous heroes, except for the "V" and "Batman" who have been used by him, there are really few who don't wear tights.

The result of the final discussion was that Ron had to buy a black and green hooded sweater, and painted half of his face with black military camouflage where the eyes were.

Although he couldn't hide from people who knew Ron very well, it was no problem to deal with strangers.

"Sir, this outfit really suits you. I have never seen a coser who is so suitable for the role of Green Arrow. Are you free tonight? Would you consider coming to our Valentine's Day PARTY, I promise you The character can definitely win the championship.

After that, I can also show you my collection, which, I promise, is the most precious treasure in the world for any anime fan. "

The owner of the animation shop blushed with excitement, and his handsome face like Lee Pace kept approaching. If Ron hadn't kept pulling away, the male boss of unknown sexual orientation might have touched his chest muscles.

But Ron didn't have the slightest interest in it: "Party is fine, I bought this dress purely for my nephew's birthday."

"That's such a pity~"

The boss sighed, and didn't know whether he regretted that Ron couldn't attend his Valentine's Day party, or regretted that he couldn't be Ron's lover, or both?
Anyway, Ron planned to stay away from this pervert as soon as possible, but when he paid the money and was about to leave, he was stopped by the boss again.

"Wait a minute, guest, you forgot your bow and arrow!" The boss took out a bow and arrow from under the table: "How can Green Arrow not have a bow and arrow?"

"Buy COS clothes here and get free bows and arrows?" Ron asked strangely.

"Of course not everyone is worthy of me. This special benefit is only for individual people." The boss winked at Ron, and Ron felt chills. The boss continued: "This is the eagle bow produced by Oneida Company. Although in the eyes of professional players, it is a low-efficiency bow and arrow, it is still a good thing.”

The boss took advantage of the opportunity to hang the bow and quiver on Ron, and touched Ron. Seeing that the pervert finally gave him a good bow, Ron finally held back and didn't Pull out the guy on the spot and blow his head off.

"Okay, thank you boss." Ron hurriedly said goodbye.

On the other hand, the amateur detective team also started the analysis of the case under the auspices of Officer Chen.

"Listen, this is the first and last time I'm sharing this information with you." Officer Chen came to the stage holding the top-secret information within the police.

To be honest, this kind of amateur reasoning enthusiasts has always been the most disgusting existence of all law enforcement officers. If she could, she would definitely not want to deal with them.

But there is no way. The mayor needs the votes of Chinese Americans, so the police can only passively compromise. Even if they know that the gang is involved in some illegal activities, they can only turn a blind eye to earn money. I don’t know if this is considered excessive freedom. the evil consequences.

"I'll just say it once." Officer Chen frowned imperceptibly when he saw Tang Ren fighting with Billy below: "The day before yesterday, Jason Wu's body was found in a Chinatown at 10:10 in the morning." The temple is being discovered.

The staff who opened the door found that someone cut open his chest and took his heart. The murderer made a Y-shaped incision on the deceased, and no fingerprints were left at the scene. "

"But two points are very important. First, a large amount of sevoflurane residue was collected from the deceased's mouth, nose and left hand, which can prove that the deceased was dragged into the crime scene after being stunned.

Second, the wound reaction of the deceased. The deceased died after being anesthetized and had his heart removed. Are there any other questions? "

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At the same time, the same information was also transmitted to Ron's laptop. Ron stared at the photo on the computer screen in silence for a long time, and finally spoke again: "So this killer is left-handed?"

"This is just a possibility. Of course, it doesn't rule out that the murderer deliberately disguised himself in this way to mislead the police in order to hide his identity, right? You can deduce this after reading it for a long time?"

Peggy's melodious female voice came from the computer stereo.

"As I said earlier, I've never been good at reasoning things like taking off my pants and farting," Ron said, rubbing his hair with a headache.

Ever since he asked Peggy for help and asked her to help him obtain the police information, the technology of the New York police was not enough for Peggy to hang him with one hand, but Peggy did not directly give the information Ron asked for. Instead, on a whim, he asked Ron to play reasoning games with her.

It's called exercising Ron's reasoning ability.

"After all, I have received too little information. I need more things to make a judgment. Is there any profile of the killer from the police?"

Although Ron knew who the killer was by virtue of his knowledge of the plot, he didn't dare to show his flaws in front of IQ Peggy. With the girl's brain, it was only a matter of time before he deduced his identity as a time traveler.

"Of course, it happened to be the killer profile written by Police Officer Chen who was invited by Uncle Qi to help. I will send it to you right now." Peggy tapped on the keyboard, and immediately Ron received the killer profile on his computer. :

Male, Chinese, between 25 and 40 years old, single, have a stable source of income, have a certain degree of education, have a proper job, may not have a strong aggressive appearance, may even be a nice man, and have relatives around him in abnormal circumstances passed away.

Ron looked at the few short sentences on the screen, and the frown that was already furrowed did not relax, but instead became more and more furrowed.

"How is it? My great detective, have you found anything new?" Peggy's teasing voice sounded.

"I found that compared with the police in Los Angeles, the New York police are a bunch of idiots." Ron said with a long sigh of relief.

Peggy's eyes lit up: "Did you discover the flaw so quickly? What do you say?"

Ron rubbed his temples. He wondered if he had been with Sherlock for a long time. He seemed to have become smarter. He tried hard to recall what Sherlock used to mock him, and began to organize his thoughts.

"First of all, I agree with the judgment of men. If the murderer was not a man, it would be difficult to drag a fainted person for such a long distance. Yes, the distance from the parking place to the Kitchen King Temple is definitely not a A woman can do it, unless she's a regular sportswoman."

"and then?"

"But I have doubts about the identity of Chinese descent. This can only be regarded as a possibility, but it is not 100% certain."

Ron recalled the plot. If he was asked to reason directly based on evidence, it would be a bit difficult, but if he knew the result and pushed backwards, everything seemed so simple.

What's more, the profile of this case is full of loopholes. Even if Ron doesn't know the result and asks Ron to investigate the case, he will not fully believe the profile.

"Then what race do you think the murderer is?"

"This can't be confirmed for the time being, but what is certain is that the person who will choose the special location of the Stove King Temple as the place of murder must be a person of Chinese descent or someone who has a deep understanding of Chinese culture. Therefore, the suspect can now be Narrow down to all people of Chinese descent, and everyone who knows about Huaxia Wenhua, including everyone who has traveled to China, borrowed or purchased related books, and anyone who has had a relationship with an Asian.”

"Congratulations. Combining the above two points, you have successfully narrowed down the favorites to 62177 people." Under Peggy's remote control, Ron's computer displayed two large circles, which were Peggy's The citizen information screened out by the two conditions En just gave, the overlap of the two great circles is the candidate who meets the above conditions.

"Single, with a stable source of income, these two are easy to understand, the deceased's family background is prominent, and the things on his body are even more valuable, but nothing was lost at the scene, so the murderer must not have killed for money.

From the background investigation of the deceased, it can be seen that this person is a very kind and rich second generation, and he is not likely to be killed by vendetta. The latter one is of interest. "

"You mean the murderer was properly educated? How did you figure that out?" Peggy asked knowingly.

"It's very simple, look at this wound." Ron enlarged the photo of the wound: "The incision of the wound is very smooth and complete, obviously the result of one-time shaping, and the position and angle are pinched just right."

"There are only two kinds of people who can cause this kind of wound, that is, a doctor who specializes in operating on patients or a butcher who specializes in slaughtering livestock. But considering that the wound is on a human body, I am more inclined to the former hypothesis."

"As expected of the man I have my eyes on," Peggy's eyes were so blurred that she was about to pinch water out, and another part of her body was already flooded: "Your progress speed is simply amazing, and this is what you learned from Sherlock. Did you come?"

"Of course." Peggy took the initiative to find a reasonable explanation for him, so why should Ron not?
"Then congratulations. Now, you have successfully narrowed down the suspects to 117 people. Come on, you will be able to find the murderer soon."

"Why are there so many?" Ron was dissatisfied. He thought that adding this could lock the suspects into the double-digit range, but he didn't expect it to be three-digit.

Peggy took another pillow with Ron's photo printed on it and rubbed it back and forth, explaining: "No way, traveling to Asia is the cheapest travel route, and China is one of the indispensable travel destinations." One, in fact, one fifth of the doctors in New York have traveled to China."

"Well, I noticed one more thing," Ron sent Peggy the searched page: "Two weeks ago, a white woman's body was found by the Hudson River with the same I think the two cases are related, but what she lost was a kidney."

"What do you want to say? Do you think the two cases were committed by the same person?"

"It must be the same person." Ron said firmly, he knew that he was very close to the correct answer: "Now, check for me whether these two people have been treated in the same hospital."

"Yes," Peggy helped Ron search. Of course, her slender legs were not idle, and they frantically rubbed against the pillow. With a high-pitched voice, Peggy finally found out the information Ron wanted: " Both of them had been treated in a hospital at the same time, that is, Springfield Hospital.

There is only one doctor in this hospital who meets all the above characteristics, and that is the owner of this hospital, Mr. James Springfield. His wife is a Chinese American who died of cancer a year ago. "

"I can't believe that the murderer is such a gentle-looking man, Ron, do you know what is the most ironic thing?"

"What?" Ron asked knowingly.

Peggy said in a mocking tone: "The most ironic thing is that this hospital has also established in-depth cooperation with the New York police. The autopsy report of the two dead hands who died under his hands came from that doctor. What do you mean? Isn't it funny?"

"That's ironic." Ron stood up.

Peggy, who had been watching him through the camera, noticed his actions: "Ron, what are you going to do? Go kill that crazy doctor?"

"Of course not, that's not my style." Ron chuckled softly: "I just plan to use this as a condition to let that lunatic pay a tax first, if he doesn't want to be exposed."

"Okay, but don't forget, this is New York, not Los Angeles. If you expose it, it may be a little troublesome."

"Don't worry, I'm not an idiot. I'm just acting as the Green Arrow, doing chivalry and doing justice, and at the same time earning some MONEY~" Ron put the hood on his head, and painted his face with his hands stained with oil paint. together.

"There is no conflict between being a chivalrous man and making money. After all, superheroes also have to eat~" While speaking, Ron had already put his bow and quiver on his body.

"Can you still play bow and arrow?"

"In a little while, when I was fishing with old George, I would hunt random animals in the nearby woods and return them to roast for Mary, but at that time my main prey was hares."

Ron said, showing a nostalgic expression. In his previous life, he was restricted by the law and could not play with guns. Bows and arrows were the only legal long-range weapons he could touch.

Archery can be said to be one of the few skills that he can play well without relying on the system.

"Now, it's time for Arrow in New York to get to work."

(End of this chapter)