Genius commoner

Chapter 1
"Whoosh!"

At 06:30 in the morning, a firework roared and exploded over the west side of Huahai, piercing the tranquility of the morning.

The fireworks are colorful and beautiful, attracting the curious eyes of many people who wake up in the morning. They don't know who has a good thing, and they set off colorful fireworks early in the morning.

A few people with good memories recalled that this month seemed to be the fourth time they saw colorful fireworks.

And, it seems to be morning.

In the morning, when the people were curious but continued to be busy with their own lives, six blue and white police cars flashed their horns from different directions, and drove into the Chunhua Villa in the downtown area, which is also the place where the fireworks are rising. The cars quickly crossed the road. Chen was in front of the jade staircase, the car door opened, and a large number of heavily armed police officers poured out, and they cordoned off the entire venue in a well-trained manner.

A one-eyed policeman over forty years old got out of one of the cars. He had a hooked nose, big ears, shrewd eyes, and veins on his hands that protruded like snakes. He ignored the curiosity of the boy in white who followed the car. , pointed at seven or eight police officers, and went straight to the villa with sharp movements, with a solemn expression on his face.

The boy in white sniffed the air lightly, and a faint smell of blood poured into his nose. He hesitated for a while, and finally unbuckled his seat belt and walked into the villa.

After the white-clothed boy wandered in behind the one-eyed policeman, a jeep also slammed into the front of the cordon, and then three young women jumped out of the car.

They are all dressed in straight police uniforms, full of youthful and capable atmosphere.

Seeing this, the surrounding police officers straightened up slightly, and shouted at the woman at the front:
"Dragon team!"

Facing the respectful greetings of more than a dozen police officers, she didn't have much expression on her face. She nodded slightly and led the two female companions forward. The leather shoes stepped on the marble floor like dense drums, beating the hearts of the people. Soon, she was standing in the luxurious dining room of the villa, ignoring the busy police officers and the environment, and directly locked her eyes on the place she wanted to pay attention to the most.

In the field of vision, a middle-aged man in his 50s was sitting on a chair, his chest, abdomen, and thighs were blood-red, and his vitality was extinguished. It could be seen that he was slowly bleeding to death.

There was also a wallet at the feet of the deceased, but there was no cash in it, and the ring, neck, and chain on his hand were also gone, leaving only faint traces.

The glamorous woman raised her eyebrows slightly: "Murder?"

The busy policemen at the scene soon saw the three glamorous women, each of them subconsciously stopped their movements, and respectfully called out to her, showing the absolute status of the glamorous woman in the police force, only the one in white The young boy ignored her arrival, and stared at the scene with his hands behind his back, his eyes thoughtful, like a leader visiting incognito.

"Zixuan, Zixuan,,,"

The one-eyed police officer who led the team stretched out his hand and pulled his shirt, and even winked a few times, apparently asking him to say hello to the glamorous woman, but the boy in white didn't pay any attention, staring at the corpse in front of him without saying a word, A look of helplessness flashed across the face of the one-eyed police officer. The children from the mountains just had never seen the world, and they were as frightened as stones when they saw the dead.

I really shouldn't have brought him to the scene in a hurry!

Who is this kid?

When the one-eyed police officer hated the young boy for his lack of steel, a hint of surprise flashed in the cold woman's eyes: How could he appear here?She had a lot of doubts in her heart, but seeing that the police officers around her didn't respond much to the boy in white, and she couldn't figure out the origin of him for a while, she didn't waste too much energy and turned her attention to the main business:

"What exactly happened here?"

Hearing the cold-eyed woman shouting again, the one-eyed police officer in his 40s walked up to her, raised a bright smile and said:
"Captain Dragon, have you come back from advanced studies in the capital? You've worked hard all the way! Don't take a rest, just get busy with the case when you come back!"

He sighed: "As expected of the people's guard!"

"Uncle Qi, stop talking nonsense!"

The glamorous woman straightened her chest: "Criminal crimes continue, how can I rest in the mood? Tell me about the situation at the scene!" She snorted coldly with a pun: "Let me take a look, what is the sacred place in my heart?" Committing crimes on the site, hmph, you really dare to embarrass me, Long Qiuhui!" She also waved her left hand to let two female companions join the team to do things.

Then, her eyes fell on the boy in white who walked to the hall and looked around the decorations. The latter still ignored her existence, and seemed to have not heard their conversation. He looked arrogant and arrogant at a young age. , made the cold and beautiful woman unconsciously feel disgusted, if he hadn't touched the scene randomly, or she would have kicked him away.

At the same time, a question arose again: Who let him in?Why no one chased them away?

Long Qiuhui, the captain of Huahai's criminal investigation, is not only a dazzling police flower in the Huahai police circle, but also a feared nemesis of criminals. Since her debut three years ago, she has smashed fifteen criminal gangs and captured nearly a hundred criminals. A wanted criminal, of course, the most eye-catching, her father is the well-known Long Aotian in Huahai.

The richest man in Huahai, with a fortune of hundreds of billions!
A woman who combines family background, achievements, beauty, and skill is always unavoidably arrogant. She usually doesn't pay much attention to the captain and the captain. When she sees the boy in white putting on a fork in front of her, she inevitably feels a little bit in her heart. Sarcasm, it's just that she doesn't have much energy to focus on the other party at the moment, and she wants to know more about this murder case after leaving the post for three months.

"Uncle Qi, tell me about the situation at the scene!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the one-eyed police officer known as Uncle Qi straightened his body, put away his generous smile and pointed at the corpse: "The deceased, Jin Daya, was 53 years old. He was a well-known antique dealer in this city. There are two daughters and one son in the store, who left the house at four o'clock yesterday afternoon and didn't return all night. The police came to find him when they saw the fireworks in the morning!"

"Look at the blood on his body. He just died not long ago, and he lost too much blood to death! The murderer is nowhere to be seen."

He added: "This is Jin Daya's secret house, without servants or bodyguards!"

"Jin Daya,,, I understand somewhat!"

There was a gleam in Long Qiuhui's eyes, and the things his father said to him after dinner came to mind bit by bit: "The fortune is not very clean. I was a thief from an ancient tomb 13 years ago. After washing his hands, he turned into an antique dealer in this city, but he has been doing quite well in the past few years, and has even done a lot of charity activities!"

"Paving bridges and roads, sponsoring orphans, thinking that he will have a good ending, but he didn't expect to be killed!"

"Uncle Qi, let someone check his social connections, see if there are any suspects, and judge the nature of this incident as soon as possible!"

When Uncle Qi made the arrangements immediately, Long Qiuhui walked around the luxurious dining room and kitchen again. The gas stove was warm, and there was a pot of hot sweet potato porridge on the stove. On the smooth marble table, except for a bunch of In addition to the simulated roses, there are also four dishes of congee and side dishes, one of fried eggs with green onions, one of shredded carrots, one of ham, and one of peanuts.

There is only a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and there is not a single grain of rice in the bowl.

The murderer obviously lit a fire, heated up a pot, boiled porridge, cooked dishes, sat in front of Jin Daya who was slowly dying and ate breakfast before leaving.

Long Qiuhui couldn't help but sneer: "This murderer is really calm in doing things."

At this moment, a voice came faintly: "A person, if he kills a lot, no matter what other things he does, he won't be in a hurry."

Long Qiuhui frowned and turned his head to look over, and saw the kid in white walking towards this side, his defiant expression turned into a gentle smile, hearing his words that fueled the murderer's ambition, Long Qiuhui's respect for his supervisor Even worse, when he was about to ask who the other party was, the boy in white said lightly: "The murderer who killed Jin Daya can get rid of it for money."

Long Qiuhui snorted coldly: "You know?"

"Obvious thing!"

The young boy seemed to have anticipated her question, and pointed to the surrounding walls: "There are thirteen famous paintings hanging in the hall and dining room, and there are also 21 Ming and Qing vases in every corner, worth more than 3000 million. If the murderer really wanted money , you can take any box with you and take them away, and now you don’t need any of them and leave them where they are, it’s illogical for money!”

"Jin Daya's wallet and jewelry are just a cover-up to mislead the police into thinking that he killed people for money!"

Long Qiuhui sneered slightly: "Could it be that the murderer can't be short-sighted and can't understand calligraphy, painting and antiques?"

The young boy was not unhappy at all, and kept a warm and refined smile: "A murderer who can quietly kill Jin Daya and finish his breakfast calmly, if you think this kind of person is short-sighted and can't tell the authenticity of antique calligraphy and paintings, I can only say It's too preposterous, besides, he is really a money-seeking murderer, he would definitely rather kill than let go, and empty all the antique calligraphy and paintings!"

Uncle Qi nodded: "That makes sense!"

Long Qiuhui's face was ugly: "Don't be too self-righteous!"

The young man asked softly, "Uncle Qi, how many times has the fireworks appeared?"

Seventh Uncle was slightly startled when he heard the words, and suddenly said: "This is the fourth time, every time it appears, people die!"

He obviously didn't expect the kid in white to ask him a question, but he still finished what he wanted to say: "All the people who died were prominent figures in Huahai City. It is also the reason why the police were able to rush here in the first time, but unfortunately, the murderer was still not blocked!"

Long Qiuhui frowned: "Four fireworks, four lives, serial killer."

Uncle Qi nodded: "Yes, and there is no clue at all left at the scene."

The young boy let out a long breath: "Where are the dead people? Is there any special relationship between the four dead people?"

The one-eyed policeman shook his head resolutely: "No, not at all." Then he explained: "We have checked, and although the four deceased were all respectable people, their backgrounds and industries were different, and they were just acquaintances of each other. There is no deep relationship, and there is no contact at ordinary times, and there is no overlap in background, and for the time being."

"Even the murder scene has nothing in common. Four people died in four ways, and the time of death is also different. Eating breakfast in front of the dead is also the first case!"

A light flickered in Long Qiuhui's eyes: "Could it be a random killing?"

The kid in white shook his head: "No, they must be connected!"

Long Qiuhui's eyes turned cold: "Seventh Uncle has been eating at Gongmen for 20 years, and he has never made a mistake."

Uncle Qi sighed: "If we have to say that we have something in common, the only thing they have in common is the fireworks!"

"I see!"

The kid in white stretched casually, not paying attention to Long Qiuhui's unceremonious scolding, and in his young and bright eyes, an expression more sophisticated than that of Uncle Qi and Long Qiuhui flashed: "I just think that the four dead There must be some kind of mysterious connection between them, the deaths of the four people are tied together by an invisible rope!"

"It's a pity that we haven't found this rope until now."

He coughed lightly: "Four lives may be just the beginning!" Having said that, he slowly walked towards the smooth dining table, and before Long Qiuhui could yell at him, the young boy sat down on the seat where the bowls and chopsticks were placed. After brushing the golden teeth, he stared at the leftover food in front of him, then reached out to grab the chopsticks on the table, but quickly retracted them.

There was light in his eyes.

The eyes of Long Qiuhui and Seventh Uncle immediately shone with light.

"This murderer used his left hand."

"Correct!"

"He prefers carrots."

"That's right!"

The chopsticks are on the left side of the bowl, and the other dishes are almost intact, except for the shredded carrots, which are left with juice.

Long Qiuhui was a little angry at himself, and his observation ability was not as good as that of an unknown boy, so he couldn't help shouting: "Who are you?"

"He is a distant relative of Captain Dai, and he came to Huahai from the mountains to meet the world!"

With a trembling heart, the one-eyed policeman hurriedly took over the topic: "I just picked up the train!"

The young boy stood up and stretched out his hand lazily: "Ye Zixuan!"

"Distant relative?"

Long Qiuhui was startled, and then shouted angrily: "Idle people, get out of the scene!"

(End of this chapter)