As soon as I said that, the audience suddenly became quiet. Everyone turned their heads to look at me, looking disgusted. Even Lin Yan'er on the other side was holding a stick, not knowing whether she should say it or not.

I was embarrassed and tried to stumble on my head, hoping to find a crack in the ground to get into it. Yang Ziguang stabbed me hard in the back, which meant that I should not talk nonsense.

The middle-aged policeman named Liang looked me up and down and asked me: "Who are you, and a colleague from which department?"

"I……"

His momentum was so strong that I couldn't even speak. Yang Ziguang pulled me, then smiled and said to Team Liang: "Old Liang, this brother has just been here for a few days, so you have never seen him."

"So it's Lao Yang's apprentice, and it seems that he is another future elite."

The old Liang smiled and said, Yang Ziguang hurriedly said, "I dare not, he is just a police officer, how dare he be an elite?"

"Oh... don't talk too much about the police. These things are not something you police should be responsible for."

After saying that, Lao Liang's face changed, and there seemed to be a look of disgust. Yang Ziguang and I were also standing awkwardly, either sitting or leaving or not.

It seems that Lao Liang is the new section chief of the Crime Department, and he was transferred from another place. He doesn't even know me, which is quite speechless.

Lao Liang turned to Lin Yan'er and said, "You keep going!"

I suddenly felt a sense of loss in my heart. This society was full of unfairness. Lao Liang just praised me for being an elite, but when he heard that I was a police officer, his attitude changed drastically.

Is a police officer worthy of their voice?

Because I was absent-minded, I didn't listen to a word about what Lin Yan'er said next. Now I want to leave here immediately. For some reason, I feel so frustrated that I feel so frustrated.

After finally the meeting ended, I hurried out, hungry and wanted to go out to buy breakfast to fill my stomach.

Although you are looked down upon, you cannot look down on yourself.

After saying that, he turned around angrily and saw Yang Ziguang's blue face.

This face seemed to be smeared by ashes. I was stunned for a moment and was about to apply oil to the soles of my feet. Yang Ziguang said a murderous word from his mouth: "Where do you go?"

"Hungry, go out for breakfast."

I said tremblingly that the morning account has not been settled yet, and now I say he is a donkey. I suspect that Yang Ziguang will have the heart to eat at this moment.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Lin Yan'er quickly stuffed her phone into my hand and slipped away quietly.

As soon as I put my phone in my bag, Yang Ziguang said with a dark face: "The mission has come down. My colleagues from the Crime Department have finished their work. Next, the task of investigating the murderer will be left to us."

"oh!"

I responded. Although Yang Ziguang seemed to be triggering but not emitting at this time, I knew that his small volcano would erupt soon, so I had to keep it a little.

The next second, he pinched my neck hard and gritted his teeth: "You kid dare to say bad things to me behind my back, right... This is what you kid offended me first. You can't blame me for being ruthless. In the next month, you have to take care of food and accommodation. No, there is Ou Ye."

“…”

What else can I say?

I accidentally said something bad, and instantly attracted two people who were free to eat and drink. What else would I dare to say?

Yang Ziguang kicked me on the butt and said silly: "Don't you want to buy breakfast? Please buy one for me too. From today on, you will be my free meal ticket until we are transferred back to the municipal bureau..."

"Boss, is that Liang Team, the new leader of the Crime Department? He looks very capable!"

At noon, the sun was very hot. At the crowded Nanxiang Market, Yang Ziguang and I were changing into plain clothes and checking in the crowd.

Yang Ziguang comfortably chewed the ice cream and said to me: "Your master is much better than him. Why don't you praise your master and turn your elbows out?"

I swallowed.

I bought the ice cream in Yang Ziguang's hand for him, and it cost me the last three dollars. At this time, I had completely become a meal ticket that could be exploited by others. I would rather buy ice cream to serve others when I was greedy.

This is the most frustrating thing in life.

I retorted: "No matter how strong the ability is, I am still a policeman until now. No matter how poor the ability is, I am still the chief of the crime section?"

Yang Ziguang took a big bite of the ice cream, as if he was deliberately greedy for me: "You know, a real capable person doesn't care about his position. Hong Qigong is extremely skilled in martial arts, but people like to be beggars. Your master and I are Hong Qigong in the world. Don't underestimate it!"

This bragging is too arrogant.

I wanted to be Hong Qigong while gnawing ice cream. I couldn't stop myself. When I wanted to speak up to him, he suddenly patted me on the shoulder: "Oh Xiaotian, what kind of delicious meal are you going to make tonight to reward us?"

"Drink the northwest wind, do you want it?"

I touched Kong Kong's trousers and said angrily that Yang Ziguang is already more capable. I am so poor that he still wants to exploit me. Is there any humanity?

Sure enough, there is no human nature! He grabbed me and pointed his eyes at the front with his glowing eyes: "Look, some people sell ostrich meat. Isn't ostrich meat the best in the world? You can buy some and make it to reward me."

I looked up at the front impatiently, and my body was shocked. I saw a high-headed middle-aged farmer sitting on an electric tricycle, with two large piles of red and yellow dried meat on it.

Just like the bacon in the southwest rural areas, it has different lengths and a quantity of about twenty or thirty.

There is a sign behind the tricycle, and the sign is written with a few words: "Ostrich dried meat, 67 yuan per pound."

There were many people who were bargaining around the tricycle, and it seemed that the ostrich meat business was not bad, so I walked towards the tricycle.

Because the person who sells meat is my neighbor, I want to walk over and say hello to him.

Yang Ziguang thought I really wanted to buy meat, but she said behind her: "Buy less, buy less, just enough to have a meal, it's too expensive..."

However, as soon as I walked to the tricycle, the old farmer selling ostrich meat glanced at me, and suddenly, he twisted the tricycle like crazy, rushed out of the crowd, and ran away.

What happened to this neighbor? Why did he run away when he saw me? Is it so annoying?

Maybe, the case has not been smooth these two days, and I am in a bad mood and my face is not very good. Looking at the back of my neighbor, I can only sigh helplessly.

Yang Ziguang came over: "It seems that there is no progress today."

"We have been investigating and found that there is no surveillance record of anything. We are a little difficult to move forward."

I said to him helplessly, and he nodded: "Let's go back for a meal first and then see what the result is. Anyway, I'm hungry."

"Then go to my house and have a little wine?"

"Take it down, you are a bachelor, what good food do you have? Go back and eat steamed buns by yourself, I won't be with you."

Yang Ziguang left with a smile, but he didn't know that Ou Ye had moved to me.

When I got home, Ou Ye helped me sit down on the sofa, and I said to her, "Please bring the blacklist, I'm going to remove someone's name."

Ou Ye nodded, went to the study room, and took out a sealed envelope from the drawer of the study room. The envelope contained a list, which I copied from the tattoo on Ou Ye's back.

This is the blacklist left by Ou Ye’s parents back then. There are nine names of people recorded in this blacklist. The “hidden wolf” at the front has been crossed by me with a red pen!

Staring at the list, we both fell into silence at the same time. About ten minutes later, Ou Ye broke the silence: "Master, what are you thinking? Why don't you speak?"

"I was wondering, how could your parents get this blacklist back then? Why are the people recorded in this blacklist all vicious people? And why are their names only two words?"

This is the confusion that has been lingering in my heart. I stared at the second name on the blacklist, "Wu Xiao".

If we follow this rule, a person named "Wu Xiao" must be a vicious person, and he may commit crimes in the near future.

I suddenly had a bold idea. If I grasped the situation of "Wu Xiao" in advance and took precautions before it happened, would it be effective?

Ou Ye asked me angrily: "Master Stinky, why don't you ask me what I'm thinking? Do you don't care about me at all?"

I laughed in silence.

I was thinking about the problem, but she actually said that I didn’t care about her. There were so many things about women.

I had no choice but to spread my hands: "Okay, then what were you thinking just now?"

"I was thinking just now. You have finished watching my naked appearance. I haven't seen your naked appearance yet. When will we be even?"

Ou Ye raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "I'll go, it turns out that she is thinking about this. It's indeed a child, she can only think about it."

I made a fork on the "Hidden Wolf", shook my head, and said to Ou Ye: "Go and cook quickly, I'm hungry, I'll check some information."

After saying that, he took the blacklist and stood up and walked towards the study. Ou Ye's constant complaint came from behind: "Living in your house, I wanted to eat for you, but I didn't expect that I would cook for you. Why do I feel that I was at a disadvantage?"

"Hahaha, I want to take advantage of me, Bai Xiaotian, but I have no way."

While joking with Ou Ye, I turned on the computer and typed the word "Wu Xiao" on the search engine, and a long list suddenly popped up.

I ordered a few casually, and in the fifth information, I found a Wu Xiao from Xichuan City!

Wu Xiao, a famous psychologist, a famous negotiator and dream interpreter in Xichuan City, once worked in Xichuan Tianxiao Institute of Psychology Research. He died of illness at the end of July 2018.

I'm going, I'm dead, and I'm still looking at the yarn?

I continued to check the other Wu Xiao, and suddenly the phone rang like a death-threatening call. When I saw that it was Mo Chen, I quickly answered: "Teacher Mo, what's the point of asking me for?"

"Bai Xiaotian, are you in front of the computer?"

Mo Chen's voice was a little anxious, and I was stunned. What could make this psychological teacher with excellent psychological quality so anxious?

I said, "I'm here!"

"I'll send you a link, take a look, I dare to conclude that you have encountered a major case again."

The link is open, Guiya Live.

The famous internet celebrity Yan Xueer is conducting a live broadcast of the entire network with the theme of "Murder Game". She is telling fans a murder story, and hundreds of thousands of loyal fans are watching it online.

"Xue'er, there is a hand behind you..."

"Xue'er, there's a grimace behind you..."

"Xue'er, run away, that ghost wants to kill you..."

When the fan barrage was flooding the screen, hundreds of thousands of online names witnessed a bloody massacre. During the live broadcast, the internet celebrity Yan Xueer was pulled off her head on the spot by a "ghost" who suddenly appeared behind her.

The bloodiness at the scene can be described as blood flowing all over the screen, because the victim internet celebrity's artery suddenly ruptured, and the blood in her body sprayed out like a fountain, directly spraying onto the three-meter-high ceiling!
Chapter completed!