Detective: I, the god of reasoning!

Kiko was stunned.

It was not that she was shocked by Fu Xiang's reasoning, she was shocked by Fu Xiang's tone and that arrogant and unruly eyes.

This is the standard "Fu's expression", but under this expression, he asked lightly "stupid ~ forced".

Even if Kiko had known Fu Xiangjing for so long, he rarely saw him swearing.

Lu Qianqian next to him said curiously: "Maybe... Is it his dream to be a detective? Like me, I also have a dream of being a detective. "

Kiko suddenly came back to his senses.

She raised her eyes to look at Fu Wanxiang, and her eyes returned to their former cunning, as if waiting for Fu Mingxiang to answer.

Fu Xiang's expression was faint: "The basis of dreams is survival, and a pampered eldest lady like you will not understand this kind of thing." "

Lu Qianqian suddenly crossed his face, not knowing what to say.

Instead, the cunning in Kiko's eyes slowly retracted, and there was a little more inquiry in Fu Longing's gaze.

Fu Xiangming is also the proud son of heaven, and he has not suffered anything. But why did he have a sense of emotion in it when he said this just now?

Had he been through something?

Kiko looked gloomy, but didn't know how to ask.

Looking at the three people who came out after buying clothes, she changed the topic in a brisk tone: "If Song Yi is really a person from the Q organization, what will you do?" "

"Wooing does not lead to justice." Fu Xiang replied coolly: "I believe in the Pelican Bay Prison in California, and a large criminal organization like Q is very welcome to go to gilding." "

Speaking of which.

Fu Xiang's expression became a little evocative: "I helped FBL send in a few anti-terrorists back then, and when I went in, they were all arrogant. But now... Gee, they have been mentally devastated. I wonder if the Q organization can stand it? "

Kiko：“........."

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After the three people got into the car, the car sped fast again.

By the time we reached the Hudson River, it was already late afternoon.

The red twilight spills and the shining water sparkles. From a distance, you can see the towering buildings on the other side of the river, surrounded by greenery and fragrant in the breeze.

Because of the recent murder here, there are no pedestrians by the river. Fu Xiangxian and several people stopped the car and went straight to the location where the body was found.

"It was here."

Song Yi stood on a black-gray reef, looking at the sparkling water, his expression anxious: "Yellow men lose their hearts, white women lose their kidneys... It's like you can't find a connection at all. "

Because the crime scene was on the surface of the river, most of the traces of that day were washed clean by the water, leaving basically no traces.

Qin Feng stared at the water: "If you can find a connection, this case can be considered solved." "

Tang Ren shouted, "Didn't Old Fu say that in the morning? The heart belongs to fire and the kidney belongs to water, and the murderer kills according to this. "

Compared to Fu Xiang, Tang Ren understands feng shui better.

Therefore, he knew that what Fu Xiangjing said was not wrong.

It's just that...

"There is still a lack of critical link, if the murderer killed according to this, what did he do? Without finding the motive of the murderer, it is difficult to really connect. Qin Feng said slightly dejectedly, turning his gaze to Fu Xiang.

At this time.

Perhaps only Fu Longing can make them empowered.

Fu Xiangxiang did not speak immediately, his eyes looked at the water under the reef. Fallen leaves floating on the surface of the water, swaying with the waves.

"This is not the first crime scene, according to the speed of the current, the body was washed up from upstream by the current." Fu Xianglonging looked at the fallen leaves on the water surface and said softly.

Hearsay.

Tang Ren frowned suddenly, but before he could speak, he heard Song Yi say: "But where do we go to find the first crime scene?" No one from the police station was found. "

Tang Ren immediately glared: "Five million, what are you robbing my lines for?" "

Million?

Lu Qianqian asked curiously, "Uncle Tang Ren, what does five million mean?" Why are you called Song Yi Five Million? "

Tang Ren crossed his waist and said angrily, "If you arrest this kid, it will be worth five million!" But Old Qin had to find the murderer, if it weren't for this kid, we wouldn't be wanted by the police! "

Lu Qianqi: "........."

For Tang Ren's words, Fu Xiang's vision could not be denied.

If Wu Zhiyuan really has a few days of life left, capturing Song Yi at this time can indeed be exchanged for five million US dollars.

It is a pity that Wu Zhiyuan now has five years to live, and he has time to wait for the truth. At this time, even if Song Yi was brought to him, it would be useless.

Then.

Kiko put down the computer in his hand and said, "According to the information I checked, the upper Hudson River is a residential area. The murderer should not have done it in a residential area, but..."

"But what?" Tang Ren asked.

Kiko didn't speak, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, quickly searching for detailed maps around the Hudson River.

On the contrary, it was Song Yi, who looked at Tang Ren defiantly: "I won't grab your lines this time, can you talk about it?" "

？？？

The anger that Tang Ren had just calmed down came out again.

He looked at Song Yi's unbeaten look, and directly rushed over: "Damn." These five million Laozi don't want it, I'll call Lu Guofu now and let that turtle son kill you!" "

Song Yi was suddenly afraid, and said busily: "Abandoned shipyard!" There is also an abandoned shipyard upstream! "

Abandoned shipyards?

Qin Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Kiko followed suit: "He's right, there is indeed an abandoned shipyard upstream. It's just that it has been abandoned for many years and is no longer searchable on today's maps. I just searched a map from ten years ago and did find a shipyard on it. "

A map from ten years ago?

Song Yi's eyes widened: "It seems that the hacker Kiko really deserves his name, and the shipyard was gone many years ago." Even nearby residents and the police did not know about the place for a while. "

As Song Yi's voice landed, Fu Xiang, who had been silent, turned to look at him.

"Then how do you know?" Fu Xiangxian asked lightly.

The smile on Song Yi's face suddenly froze a little, and he looked at Fu Xiang's cold eyes. It only felt like a poisonous snake crawled up his spine, making his scalp tingle.

A moment later.

Song Yicai regained his composure, and he said with a wry smile:

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