Detective Training Manual

Inside the door is Zhou Yan.

　　 Another Zhou Yan...

　　 So, the two Zhou Yan looked at each other through an open door, with big eyes and small eyes. The scene was embarrassing, and only a crow quacked and flew past.

　　 But... the faces of these two [Zhou Yan] didn't seem to be that standard.

　　 Let’s talk about the person outside the door first. Because of Masako’s makeup, he is seven or eight years older than Zhou Yan in the photo, and his complexion is dull and rough, like a middle-aged uncle who has suffered from society.

　　 And this one in the door...

　　 Although it seems to be the right age, and the height and body shape are very similar to Zhou Yan, but... but his face is full of disharmony.

For example, the distance between his eyes is much closer than the normal Zhou Yan, the position of his eyebrows is lower, his lips are thicker, and his nose has obviously been operated with a knife. It may be due to the forcibly lengthening the bridge of his nose. His face felt a little collapsed.

This is a face, nose, eyes, and chin that have undergone cosmetic surgery. Obviously, they are all done in the same way as Zhou Yan. If you go through some makeup or stand in a place with insufficient light, it is easy to get a glance. Recognized as Zhou Yan.

　　 At this moment, this plastic surgery Zhou Yan is carrying a bag of leftover garbage in his hand. It should be prepared to pile it on the ‘garbage mountain’ next to the door.

　　 This time of facing each other lasted for about two seconds...

　　 Suddenly, Jia Zhou Yan slammed the garbage in his hand towards Zhou Yan outside the door, and the moment the garbage was released, he ran out.

　　 Zhou Yan hurriedly dodged the garbage bag, but with Zhou Yan's physical fitness, it was impossible to stop the opponent at the same time as we dodge. We could only watch him run up the stairs.

　　 But... Just when the fake Zhou Yan was running wildly with joy, I only heard a soft "click".

　　 That is the sound of a pistol being pulled.

　　Fake Zhou Yan's body suddenly stiffened in place...

　　 "Come back obediently." A very annoying voice came from behind him.

　　Fake Zhou Yan hesitated for a while, did not move...

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I have now been forced to the point of desperation, and I have not slept for three days and three nights. In this case, I can't guarantee my sanity... .."

　　 "..." The fake Zhou Yan was silent for another second. After weighing the pros and cons, he turned around obediently.

　　 "Enter the house——" Zhou Yan shook his gun and said lightly.

Fake Zhou Yan’s facial expression is distorted...It is estimated that he is crying and crying now, but due to extensive plastic surgery, when his face is calm, it looks normal, but the expression is very illegal. with.

　　 But he entered the house anyway.

　　 Zhou Yan's muzzle never left the opponent. After this person entered the room, he followed in and locked the door.

　　 And when I was standing at the door just now, I didn't feel it, but when I entered the room, Zhou Yan found that the smell in the whole room had reached an unbearable level.

The food piled in the corner, the pots and pans in the kitchen, the beer cans on the ground, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, but the area of ​​this apartment is still very small, it is estimated that there are not many windows, so these flavors will last for years. Stored in the house, they are about to ferment.

　　 Zhou Yan exhaled heavily and pushed the person in front of him... "Find a stronger rope and tie your ankles together."

　　 "At home...there is no rope at home..." The man said, his voice was a bit thin.

"You'd better pray that there is a rope at home, or I will put a sock in your mouth, and then shoot your knee. Wrap the muzzle with a pillow and quilt to make the noise a lot quieter. People around you should also I'm all at work..."

　　 "Okay, I remember, there is a rope in the drawer..." The man responded hurriedly, then walked to the shelf and pulled out a bundle of rope.

　　 Next, the fake Zhou Yan brother was also very obedient, and did not try to play any tricks. Two minutes later, Zhou Yan tied him to a chair firmly.

　　 Oh, I forgot to mention it. Actually, Zhou Yan's gun had no bullets at all, otherwise he wouldn't have worked so hard to tie up the opponent.

　　 Fortunately, this fake Zhouyan brother didn't seem to think of this...

　　 Zhou Yan inserted the gun into his pocket, and looked at the face that was similar to him, but incomparably violent, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"what's your name?"

　　 "I...I'm Wang Dabao..." The man's tone was a little nervous, probably because he realized that he has no ability to resist now.

　　 "Well, the level of the name is that kind of taste." Zhou Yan said in his heart. "Who are you?" he asked again.

"I...I am not a person. I am 26 years old this year. I have no job and no family. I stay in the house every day, playing games and watching anime... just... That's it."

　　 Wang Dabao said.

　　 Zhou Yan frowned, turned his head and looked around. Next to the bed, there was a somewhat old computer. There was a roll of toilet paper on the table, and the floor next to it was full of take-out boxes and empty Coke bottles.

　　 "Well, it looks like this guy is telling the truth..." Zhou Yan thought.

　　 "Then why do you have a plastic surgery like me?" he asked again.

　　 "..." Wang Dabao was silent, but he did not answer.

　　 "You went to an old villa by pretending to be me four days ago, and destroyed the gas pipe of the villa, right...you killed a mother and daughter!" Zhou Yan's voice went higher.

　　 Upon hearing of murder, Wang Dabao seemed to become more nervous, he shook his head hurriedly...

"No, no, I didn't kill, and I didn't damage the gas pipe. I just acted in a pretentious scene~www.readwn.com~acting? Is it to blame me?" Zhou Yan asked coldly. : "Who asked you to do this?"

　　 "..." Wang Dabao was silent again.

　　 "Slap!" Zhou Yan slapped the opponent's face with a slap. He was very hard. If it weren't for being tied to a chair, this slap could stagger Wang Dabao's fan.

"I...I..." After being beaten, Wang Dabao's arrogance suddenly rose up, but after seeing Zhou Yanmian's unchanging expression, he went back again, and even aggrieved. He also choked up: "Don't force me, I can't say it."

　　 "Why can't you say?"

　　 "I said I would die... I would die miserably."

　　 "It doesn't matter, I can contact the police to protect you, and the murderer will also be punished..." Zhou Yan lost a reassurance.

　　Unexpectedly——

　　 "Hehe...hahaha——" Wang Dabao laughed sadly: "Police? Stop making trouble. For such a person, how can the police have any way to deal with him."

　　 "Criminals will inevitably be punished, the law is like this, no one can override the law." Zhou Yan said.

　　 But Wang Dabao smiled bitterly and shook his head...

　　 "It's useless, I know you are a detective, and I also know that the police will not tolerate any criminal... But... you can't do anything with him.

　　 Because he has never broken the law! ! ! "