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In the evening, after Luo Qiao got into Su Mu's dusty Volkswagen, before the car started, a person squeezed into the back seat.
This person is Zhou Yu.
"Anyway, let's take a ride, Captain Su shouldn't mind taking a ride, right?"
He has already sat up, so we can't push him down!
Venice Hotel is a 30-minute drive from Chunzi Alley, during which there was ten minutes of silence.
Su Mu was silent because of a new case, and as the captain of the criminal police team, he has almost no clue until now, and he is thinking about the case in his mind.
Luo Qiao was silent because tonight, she had a close contact with the legendary white masked man, facing the critical moment of life and death. ãÀ.
What made her even more silent was that she watched the murderous demon run away from under her nose, but she was helpless.
There is only Zhou Yu who has dealt with him a few times. Luo Qiao doesn't know this person, but why he keeps silent? Is it because he feels guilty?
After ten minutes of silence, she finally spoke.
"Zhou Yu, can I ask you a question?"
Zhou Yu's voice carried a teasing smile.
"Beauty, since I met you, haven't you been asking me questions?"
Luo Qiao didn't refute. The reason why he was like this was entirely because Zhou Yu had many confusing points.
"I asked this question before. You have good conditions in all aspects. Why did you become a security guard in a cemetery?"
"I also said the reason, it's very simple, because the wages of the cemetery are high."
"Don't talk nonsense. I called the security office of the cemetery when I was in the hotel just now. The person who answered the phone was the old Wang who likes to tell ghost stories as you mentioned. He told me that the monthly salary of the security guards in the cemetery would not exceed Six thousand, any job in X city will not be lower than six thousand."
"Actually, I can understand that you have this question. After all, few people are willing to work as security guards in the cemetery. But Lao Wang should have told you that I do work there. I have no purpose. All the dead are buried there. What motives can I have? I can't go to work there because I have a special hobby for dead people?"
"Who knows what kind of perverted name you have, Zhou Yu, let me tell you the truth! I always have doubts about you at night. You showed up at the right time, and your height is more than 180 by visual inspection. That faceless The man's top is no more than 170. Could he be your opponent? Could you be his accomplice? Did you let him go on purpose?"
"Oh woman, what a chaotic animal. I've said it several times. I saw you lying there. I don't know if you are dead or alive. I can't ignore you just to catch the murderer, right? What if you don¡¯t die and can be saved?¡±
"You are not dead."
"You mean you are dead, so is it a ghost who is talking to me now?"
Su Mu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"Zhou Yu, 26 years old, is from Luo'an Township, a suburb of x City. He graduated from Wuhan University with a major in psychology in 2014. In the same year, he went to the United States to study for a master's degree in psychology at Stanford. He returned this summer after completing his studies."
Luo Qiao was surprised, and immediately felt that his guess finally had a reason to stand on its feet.
"Let me just say, the dignified psychology student actually went to work as a security guard in the cemetery? Who would believe that you have no purpose?"
Zhou Yu remained silent, Su Mu continued.
"Tiezi, a best-selling author on the Internet, began to serialize the urban supernatural novel "The Last Subway" on a certain website three years ago. "The Last Subway" tells the story of a cemetery security guard who loves to play games. A series of unexplainable things that happened on the Internet have been serialized to more than three million words so far."
Zhou Yu was still silent, Luo Qiao was always impatient.
"Old Su, what we were talking about just now is Zhou Yu, a talented psychology student. Why did you want to work as a security guard in the cemetery? How did you get involved with some supernatural writer, and why did you get on the subway?"
Su Mu chuckled twice.
"I think Zhou Yu can tell you the answer."
Luo Qiao's mind was still working, and a few seconds later, he slapped his forehead.
"Oh, I see. Zhou Yu is Tie Zi, and Tie Zi is Zhou Yu. He works in the cemetery to experience life and find inspiration for his novels?"
Zhou Yu shrugged lightly: "It seems that you are not too stupid, you are right, the reason why I went to the cemetery to be the security guard is indeed because this novel has been serialized for nearly three years. a bit dryExhausted, instead of hiding at home and beating your head, it is more practical to experience it yourself. "
Luo Qiao was really excited when he suddenly knew that Zhou Yu was actually a best-selling author.
"I can't see it. You are actually a suspense novelist. You don't know that I am a loyal suspense novel reader. I must read your masterpiece when I look back."
"Miss, I'm writing novels about urban abilities, not suspense novels."
"It doesn't matter, it's all the same to me."
After eighteen turns in his brain circuit, Luo Qiao finally came back to his senses.
"Old Su, why didn't you tell me Zhou Yu was actually a writer at the beginning? I always suspected that he was with the masked man."
"Actually, I also found out about an hour ago. You're right. The last time I met him, I thought there was something wrong with this guy. Why should such a good young man go to work as a security guard in a cemetery. But at that time, he was not pursued in depth because of the tension of the case. Zhou Yu appeared here again tonight, so I had to be suspicious, so I asked Wang Dalong to check his identity. Otherwise, do you think he can still sit in the back seat safely? You have to go to the bureau to stay at least one night. right."
Rojo continued to be excited.
"I didn't expect to meet a living best-selling author in my lifetime. This best-selling author actually saved my life. Tsk tsk, look at this handsome and promising young man, it really refreshed my view of Internet writers. "
"What do you think of web writers?"
"If it's not bald, it's Mediterranean, if it's not Mediterranean, it's a fat man with a big belly, or if it's worse, it's a wretched young man who stays at home and thinks wildly all day long."
Well, Zhou Yu obviously didn't want to discuss his identity further, so he changed the subject.
"Do you have any opinions on that faceless man?"
Luo Qiao: "Judging from the situation tonight, there seems to be no other clues other than his figure and the smell of mint perfume on his body."
"Have you ever wondered why the faceless man would attack you? Have you ever offended anyone?"
"I am such a beautiful girl who is loved by everyone, and the flowers are blooming everywhere. I look natural and harmless. Who will I offend?"
"Or the murderer's target has always been the dead, and you just happened to enter at that time, so you became the target? Did the girl die before the faceless man attacked you? Or after?"
Zhou Yu threw out a series of questions, obviously wanting to know something from Su Mu?
At this time, the car was parked in the parking lot at the entrance of Chunzi Lane.
Su Mu opened the door and said: "You are just a writer, not a policeman, nor a detective who is more evil than a fairy in novels, so you don't need to know why?"
At the gate of Lianhua Community, when Zhou Yu separated from the two, he said something suddenly.
"You said that the faceless man is not tall and thin. He still smells of perfume. Could this be a woman?"
Su Mu and Luo Qiao were astonished, and Zhou Yu denied his own thoughts.
"That's not right. When I fought against him, this person was obviously of a strong type. He should be a Lianjiazi. It doesn't look like he is a woman." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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