Detective: I, the god of reasoning!

Although Wu Zhiyuan's voice was not loud, it was full of deterrence.

The luxurious hall was extremely quiet, and everyone looked at Chen Ying standing in the center of the hall quietly.

Although Chen Ying was reluctant in his heart, he still raised the document in his hand and said in standard English: "In that case, this is the first and last time I have shared these cases with you. This is also for the sake of the face of the seventh uncle, I hope you will listen carefully. "

After all, he is a professional policeman, and Chen Ying's temperament is capable, which is completely different from the fledgling Sasha in Mangu. When he speaks, he has the charm of a strong woman.

Tang Ren's eyes straightened, and he couldn't stop nodding: "yes, yes!" "

Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh: "I can't understand a word, right?" "

Tang Ren: "........."

Hear this.

Noda Hao, who was sitting next to him, suddenly approached Tang Ren. He whispered: "You tell me Mr. F's WeChat, and I can help you translate." "

Tang Ren's eyes widened, and just as he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by Kiko: "You two shut up and listen to the case file quietly." "

Tang Ren gave up.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Noda Hao's eyes, but he didn't say more, but stepped into the front of the crowd and listened quietly.

Under the bright light, Chen Ying's eyes were serious. She stood in front of the huge display screen and presented all the information about the case.

"On July 1st, Jason Woo's body was found at 10:15 a.m. in a temple in Chinatown."

"Someone cut open his chest and took his heart. The killer had a Y-shaped wound on his body, but did not leave any fingerprints. As things stand, two clues are important. "

While speaking, an autopsy report appeared on the big screen.

Looking at this autopsy report, Chen Ying continued to speak.

"Point (1): Sevoflurane was extracted from the nose and left hand of the deceased. It can be proved that the deceased was dragged into the crime scene after being stunned. "

"Point (2): According to the wound reaction of the body, the deceased died after fainting and was harvested from the heart alive."

As Chen Ying's voice landed, whispers immediately began in the entire hall.

Chen Ying looked around at everyone: "Do you have any other questions to ask?" "

Hearsay.

Qin Feng, who was standing behind Fu Xiang's sofa, covered Tang Ren's mouth from behind. After a moment, he raised his eyes and said, "Fierce... The murderer is... It's..."

"Is the murderer a left-hander?" Noda Hao, who was wearing a red suit, interrupted Qin Feng's words with a wine glass.

Chen Ying nodded: "According to the cutting direction of the corpse wound, the murderer is likely to be left-handed." "

"No doubt, sure." In fluent English, Noda Hao said quickly: "The residual sevoflurane on the left hand of the deceased can explain the problem. "

Looking at Noda Hao's talkative appearance.

Kiko subconsciously glanced at Fu Xiangjing next to him: "You don't have anything to ask?" "

"That's it!" Tang Ren also lowered his voice: "Old Fu, old Qin." You two hurry up and talk about it, the limelight is now stolen by that little white face. "

A shallow smile appeared in Fu Xiang's eyes: "I like to take shortcuts when solving cases." "

Kiko was puzzled: "What shortcut?" "

Fu Xiangjing raised his eyebrows slightly: "They spend so much lips and tongues asking and discussing these questions." I spend a few minutes "copy-pasting" their useful conclusions, which are shortcuts. "

Kiko：“........."

Even Tang Ren was speechless.

This is as if it were... How much truth does that make sense?

So that Tang Ren's excited mood instantly cooled down slowly: "Shortcuts, I also like to take shortcuts when I solve cases!" That's what smart people do! "

Now.

Noda Hao had already stood up and also came to the center of the hall. Almost everyone's eyes focused on Noda Hao's body.

Only Lu Qiao.

Lu Qianqian sat in the corner, holding a cup of coffee. A pair of bright and clear big eyes always stared in the direction of Fu Xiang.

But so much time has passed, no matter what others say. Fu Xiangxian didn't seem to care, he just sat there with an indifferent expression.

Lu Qianqian quietly dialed out his mobile phone, turned off the flash, and carefully took a photo of Fu Xiangxiang.

...

The center of the palatial hall.

Noda Hao's eyebrows were full of smugness, and he asked in a confident voice: "Officer Chen, what is the specific time of death of the deceased?" "

Chen Ying glanced at the autopsy report: "According to the forensic medical evaluation, the time of death of the deceased was about nine to ten in the morning. "

After getting Chen Ying's answer, Noda Hao's smile became even brighter.

He picked up his mobile phone and raised it, his tone was proud: "The problem is that according to my investigation, this Stove King Temple usually opens at ten o'clock in the morning." "

Chen Ying glanced at him: "So? "

Noda Hao put away his mobile phone, touched a red folding fan in his hand, and said proudly: "That's why this is the most interesting." "

"The killer dragged the deceased to the temple and committed the murder there. According to the autopsy report, the time of death was also between 9 and 10 am. This is not a safe time for the crime, on the contrary, it is likely to be discovered. "

"So... What I want to say is, why did the murderer still choose this dangerous time and place at the risk of being discovered? Have you ever wondered why? "

The words that were splendid immediately made many people present cheerful.

Even Chen Ying, who was just arrogant, glanced at Noda Hao in surprise at this moment. She didn't seem to expect that these "wild road detectives" really had two brushes.

The crowd suddenly erupted into thunderous applause.

Noda Hao enjoyed this feeling of being noticed, and he gently shook the folding fan in his hand: "Chinatown, Z country temple, Z country people." I don't think of religion, but... Geomancy. "

The crowd fell silent again.

Noda Hao continued with a bright look: "Country Z... Geomancy. "

As this sentence fell, even Wu Zhiyuan's expression became a little excited.

Tang Ren, who himself planned to "take a shortcut", finally couldn't hold back anymore: "What is that little white face talking about?" Old Fu! Old Qin! You two say two words? Our F detective agency is going to be robbed of the limelight! "

It seemed that Tang Ren's words touched, and Fu Xiang, who had been silent, finally spoke deeply: "Is there anything else?" "

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