Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 138

2022-03-09

Chapter 138 stood up

Under the indifferent gaze of the messenger.

Jin Ping'an put away his little complacency and silently recalled the note.

He slowly closed his eyes, consciously entering a tunnel of bizarre and motley.

Jin Ping'an floated in the tunnel for a while, and when the tunnel disappeared, he came to a strange space with rooms floating up and down, left and right.

In every room, there is a looping picture of a piece of paper past.

In the furthest room, the paper mill's machinery can even be seen running.

The closer it is to Jin Ping'an consciousness, the closer it is to the nearest point in time, and the farther away it is, the longer it is.

So Kim Ping An focused his attention on the room beside him.

Soon, he found a silhouette of a tattooed man in a dimly lit room.

Jin Ping An eagerly floated over, immersing his consciousness in it.

…………

This is… 1LDK rental property?

Jin Ping'an looked around all around. The room looked a little dim and shabby, with some signs of powder and mildew in the corners.

The layout of the room is very simple. There is a bathroom at the entrance. The master bedroom is equipped with a single bed, desk chair, wardrobe, and this is all the furniture.

The room is simple but not clean.

The trash can at the door was almost overflowing, and it was full of disposable lunch boxes.

The white bedside table was covered with unidentified tan stains and soot.

The quilt on the bed was piled up in a ball, and the owner of the room didn't bother to fold it, and there were a few changed clothes at the end of the bed.

It can be seen that the tattooed man is not a person who loves cleanliness, or that people like them basically do not love cleanliness.

ka-cha, the sound of a key turning from the entrance.

The man with the grimace hawkmoth is back.

Jin Ping'an's retrospective, overwhelming majority are silent films, only very few have sound.

Fortunately, the backtracking space entered this time is one of those very few.

The tattooed man carried a bag of beer, slowly put on his slippers, came to the bed, and opened the drawer under the bed.

Jin Ping'an leaned over, there was a small bottle in the drawer, and a handkerchief sealed with a bag, the bottle had a white label - sevoflurane.

This must be the tool of crime.

The tattooed man shook the bottle to his ear and muttered: "Tsk, the anesthetic can be sold in batches...it's really troublesome."

The tattooed man shook the bottle After that, put it back into the drawer and close it with your feet.

He sat on the bed, opened a bottle of beer, took out his cell phone and prepared to make a call.

This situation lifted Jin Ping'an's spirits, and he quickly got close to the tattooed man, trying to see the number on his mobile phone.

But the tattooed man moved very quickly, and before the numbers at the back scrolled out, he had already dialed the number.

'0901743...Damn, the latter hasn't come out yet. '

Because the following mobile phone number was not displayed, Jin Ping'an lost an important clue.

But even if you write it down, it is probably not very useful. Even tattooed men change their mobile phone numbers every few days.

"Hello? Brother Jun... um, I see... well, I'll go buy some more medicine tonight... um, I'll pay attention."

The call was very It's almost over, except for 'Brother Jun', the tattooed man didn't reveal any information, obviously it was a routine contact.

The tattooed man sat on the bed drinking bottle after bottle of wine, anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks.

His backtracking is time-limited. Once the time is up, he must withdraw from the backtracking. Forcibly staying behind will cause great damage to his spirit.

The worst he was in a coma for two days and nights.

Time went by little by little, during which Jin Ping'an turned the room upside down.

The tattooed man finally got up after eating three bottles of beer. He opened the curtains to let the sun shine into the room, then removed the mobile phone card and took out a new card from the desk to replace it.

Jin Ping'an, who could only watch and could not interfere with the things in the room, finally had a chance to explore the outside world.

He quickly rushed to the window, like a dumb goose, trying to stretch his neck to look out, but the scene outside made him dumbfounded, and the opposite TM was also a rental building.

Jin Ping'an's heart is like finding no fork in the bucket when eating instant noodles, and no straw when drinking yogurt.

In desperation, he could only refocus on the interior of the room, trying to find useful clues.

The structure of the room is becoming increasingly unstable and will soon collapse.

The tattooed man had already written a note and stuffed it into his pocket, ready to go out.

Jin Ping An anxious like a grasshopper scalded by hot oil, jumping around.

Each medium can only trigger backtracking once, and if you want to come back here again, you can only look for other mediums, which is why he is so anxious.

The room had begun to disintegrate from the window, and the area that Jin Pingan could explore was getting smaller and smaller. When the tattooed man began to change his shoes, there was only a small piece of land left in the room.

In the process of bending over to change shoes, the tattooed man asked a sour smell, he frowned and looked towards the trash can next to him.

The tattooed man held up the garbage bag in disgust, which made Jin Ping'an see the packaging on the disposable tableware.

'Beef noodle soup...'

Jin Ping'an was thrown out by a force before he saw these words and returned to the void.

In front of him, the last corner of the room completely disintegrated.

"Beef noodle soup!"

Jin Ping'an yelled and woke up, copying the sketchbook was a doodle, and it took him half an hour to sketch this time.

Because this time he drew more than one.

Jin Ping'an showed the whole picture of the room from all angles from top to bottom, left and right, and sometimes even gave a close-up of the desk and the pile of clothes.

Especially the last trash can with disposable cutlery.

Jin Ping'an knew very well that his observation skills were very poor, and he couldn't grasp the key points at all.

This kind of panoramic painting was suggested by Lao Tian. Jin Ping'an only needed to restore the scene in all directions and find clues, and then hand it over to the police.

This is the same as school exams. Since you can't grasp the key points, you should memorize all the knowledge points by rote.

It doesn't matter if you can't find it, we will help you find it slowly from the restored paintings on site.

Completing so many sketches at a high speed and high quality at one time, even if Jin Ping'an is a sketch master, he will be very tired.

His hand is now as if he is completing a whole set of Chinese exam papers on the last day of the summer vacation, and the hand holding the pencil is shaking slightly.

"What is certain is that the tattooed man lives in the rental house of 1LDK, and there is a beef noodle restaurant near the rental house."

Jin Ping An shook his sour right hand , describe the important information he has discovered.

His local attribute finally came in handy at this time: "Qianhua's beef noodle soup is all handmade noodles. Since it can be packed and eaten, it proves that it is not too far from the rental house, otherwise we will wait. When we get home, the beef noodles will become a bowl of batter."

"Although there are many 1LDK rentals in Qianhua, the 1LDK rentals with only bathrooms and no kitchens are only available in the suburbs."

"According to the clue of the beef noodle soup restaurant, the tattooed man will soon be found!"

(end of this chapter)