Detective Training Manual

　　 When Zhou Yan and Li Huan came out of the shop, it was already dark.

　　 Of course, Li Huan requested this meal, and Zhou Yan didn't mean to argue with her.

　　In the process of paying the money, the lady boss seemed to ask secretly if Zhou Yan was her boyfriend. Li Huan naturally waved his hand to deny.

　　 The night is slightly cool, this store is not far from Li Huan’s community, you can go back on foot.

The street lights on both sides of 　　 were very bright, and the leaves under my feet piled up on both sides of the road, and there was a crunching sound when I stepped on it.

　　 "You said, how does it feel to be a detective?" Li Huan asked suddenly.

　　 "I don't know, I'm just a detective assistant..." Zhou Yan replied.

　　 "Hmm." Li Huan didn't get too entangled in the matter of'Whether Zhou Yan is a detective?' Maybe she already believes that Zhou Yan is not a detective, or she thinks this is not important anymore.

　　 She just walked under the street light, occasionally raising her head to look at the less clear moon in the sky, Zhou Yan could see her profile face and seemed to be smiling all the time.

　　 "Why do you write a detective novel?" Zhou Yan asked abruptly.

　　 He can't figure out why such a girl who can smile all the time has to write the darkest type in the novel.

　　 "emmm..." Li Huan hesitated: "It may be because of someone."

　　 "Someone? Who?"

　　 "I don't know." Li Huan shook his head: "I have forgotten what he looked like. I was only eight years old at that time. I just remember that he was a detective and was in charge of my parents' case..."

　　 Zhou Yan's footsteps suddenly slowed down for a moment...

　　 Her parents' case?

　　 Zhou Yan almost subconsciously thought of a very bad development.

　　 He knew that this topic should not go on...

　　 "I actually still have a lot of stories about detectives, I have the opportunity to tell you." Zhou Yan changed the subject.

　　 "Really?" When Li Huan heard this, he stopped and turned to look at Zhou Yan with joy.

　　 "Yes, it's just that the stories I've heard are a little dark...but if you write through your pen, these stories seem to be warmer."

　　 "Hmm!" Li Huan nodded.

　　 It seems that for her, it is extremely happy to be able to warm a cold story.

　　 "Oh, weird writer." Zhou Yan couldn't help but smile as he looked at the happy girl in front of him.

　　 Just like that, the two of them walked towards the house.

　　 They walked through a small street, a small park, and then they walked forward to the back of a hospital building. After passing through, they walked two blocks to reach Li Huan’s community.

　　 Zhou Yan decided to get home soon and go to bed early. Work hard tomorrow to get rid of the remaining exams.

　　 However, suddenly...

　　 "Boom!" A muffled sound!

　　 Zhou Yan felt a few drops of liquid splash on his face.

　　 The smell of blood exploded at this moment.

　　 He stared blankly at the corpse falling from the sky in front of him...

　　 For an instant, Zhou Yan's arm pulled Li Huan beside him very hard, holding her in his arms, and at the same time pressing her head firmly on his chest.

　　 "Don't look..."

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　　 After 15 minutes, the street has been blocked.

　　 Behind an ambulance, Li Huan and Zhou Yan sat blankly. Li Huan was wearing a blanket and holding a cup of hot water.

　　 These simple things, more or less, can calm a girl who is still in shock.

　　 The corpse had been pulled away, only a huge pool of blood was left on the ground, and there was no white outline, because the shape of the corpse no longer needed the outline.

　　 After a while, a policeman came over.

　　 "Have you seen the situation at the time of the incident?" This person asked bluntly.

　　 "She didn't see it, just ask me." Zhou Yan stood up and took the topic.

　　 The policeman glanced at the girl in the car: "Okay...follow me."

　　 "Wait for me here." Zhou Yan turned around and said to Li Huan, and then followed the police to a place where the crowd had gathered a little bit.

　　 The one in the crowd should be a detective.

　　Because he is wearing a detective's image too, a yellow windbreaker with a fitted checkered vest inside, it feels like a deer hunting hat and a pipe.

　　 As for the man himself, he seems to be between 35 and 40 years old. He pays much attention to his own image, and his beard and hairstyle are well maintained.

　　 "Are you a witness?"

　　 The detective saw Zhou Yan approaching and immediately cast his attention.

　　 "Well, my name is Zhou Yan." Zhou Yan responded.

　　 "Detective Liu Chen, Du Bin." He reported his name, UU read www.uukahnshu.com and followed his detective level directly. It seems that this is a custom when a detective introduces himself.

　　 And Zhou Yan also noticed that Dubin's level is the first level in the detective level.

　　 In other words, this guy probably hadn't been a detective for a long time, or he wasn't very good at it and he hadn't been promoted.

　　 But depending on the age of this person, it is the second type in all likelihood.

　　 "Tell me about the situation at that time." Liu Chen took out a notebook and said.

　　 Next, Zhou Yan repeated what he had seen, but in fact, there was nothing to say.

　　 is a person, falling from the sky, and ‘kucha’ slapped it on the road in front of him at a distance of about six or seven meters. Fortunately, it’s not too close, otherwise the blood would be on his body.

　　 Detective Liu listened to Zhou Yan's retelling, and looked at the shocking blood stains on the ground not far away, then raised his head and looked at the building next to the blood stains.

This is a 12-storey office building. It is very old. Now it is basically a small company contracted by individuals. During this time, almost all the people are gone, and only a few scattered lights are on. It is estimated that I forgot to turn off the lights before leaving.

　　 And the blood stain is less than one meter away from the building.

　　 "Well, it looks a bit like a suicide." Detective Liu said to himself

　　 Zhou Yan heard Liu Chen's words and looked back at the blood on the ground. To be honest, in this case, suicide first seemed to be OK.

　　 But after all, he is about to step into the ranks of detectives, so he still said a little more and asked.

　　 "Uh... I take the liberty to ask, what if it wasn't suicide?"