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    Tu San guessed that the murderer's purpose should be to get him involved in this case, and he should take the initiative to investigate when he figured it out.

    But what was so special about this case that made the murderer drag him into the water even at the risk of being exposed.

    In order to find the key to it, Tu San rejected all the cases in his hands, and stayed in the law firm to study day and night.

    A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and Tu San always felt that he had forgotten something.

    what is it then?

    "Meow~" A distant meow evoked his memory.

    No, that silly cat is still at home!

    Tu San ran home in a panic.

    Although that silly cat is a cat, it is a serious system. It should be fine if it doesn't eat, and it shouldn't starve to death, right?

    Tu San comforted himself to relax.

    But when he thought of how many times the silly cat fell on his back in order to eat canned food, he was so fat that he couldn't turn over, and shouted "Help the host!", Tu San felt overwhelmed.

    Rushing upstairs to open the door, Tu San was stunned.

    It wasn't because I saw a dried stuffed cat, but because I saw empty cans all over the place, and the system cat was sleeping soundly on a high canned mountain, and scratched its belly with its paws.

    Tu San: "..."

    "Get up!"

    "The host has something to say, don't be fierce." The system cat showed weakness in a flattering way.

    "How did you find the can?"

    "Um... relying on a flexible brain and an excellent sense of smell."

    Tu San made a call with a blank expression, "Hello, pet hospital? I have a cat that needs to be neutered..."

    "Don't!" The system cat panicked, "Actually, I read your memory and found it!"

    Tu San smiled, and held up the phone to it to see.

    The phone didn't go through.

    It was generalized...

    System Cat: A scheming human!

    Tu San grabbed the hair on the back of its neck and picked it up, "Why didn't you say you can read memory earlier?"

    "You didn't ask again."

    If he had known earlier, he would have known who the murderer was from Bai Mo and Ran Ran's memories while they were still there.

    What a pity.

    The system cat saw what he was thinking, and said, "Host, you can get enough food and clothing by yourself, it's more fulfilling to get the bad name of villain and scum by yourself."

    "Cut." Tu San put it down, "No need, I never said I was a good person."

    After speaking, he walked towards the door.

    "Where are you going?"

    "Do the bad things that villains should do."

    ————

    Zhou Zheng found all kinds of reasons to drive him out of the law firm yesterday. Tu San saw him like this and guessed that Captain Deng must have come to him again to inquire about the case. He was afraid that they would have conflicts when they met, so he hurriedly drove him out to hide for a while.hide.

    Tu San knew it but didn't hide, not only didn't hide, he even eavesdropped.

    How could such an excellent opportunity to hear the first-hand case be missed.

    He crawled under the table in the meeting room before anyone arrived.

    It's a bit of an image ruin, but it's Tu Jun's image that's ruined, he doesn't have any burden.

    Not long after, the door of the conference room opened.

    The nerves tense up instantly.

    coming!

    "Old Deng, sit down, do you want some tea?"

    "No, let's make coffee stronger, and I have to go to the scene to direct the work later."

    "You just said on the phone that the murderer may not be the same person as the previous cases?"

    Not alone?!

    Tu Sanmeng refreshed himself, pricked up his ears, and slowly moved closer.

    "This is the case information, you can find out after reading it." Captain Deng said in a low voice.

    After a while the sound of paper leaves turning.

    Zhou Zheng: "Hey, it really looks like a copycat... The victim has learned martial arts and has a certain ability to defend himself. He disappeared in a crowded place like a school. It is unlikely that he disappeared without a word. It is very likely that he is an acquaintance.Committing the crime...how is the investigation of the victim's relationship?"

    "No breakthrough."

    "Didn't you say that the principal of Canglan High School had a motive for the murder?"

    "But he has an alibi."

    Captain Deng paused, tired and anxious in his voice, "Almost everyone related to the victim had an alibi on that day."

    "Strange, could it be that the students in the school killed it?"

    "I'm afraid that they are copycat criminals in the society. Strangers commit crimes randomly. There is no surveillance and no witnesses near that alley. Finding someone can be said to be a needle in a haystack..."

    Knowing the pressure this old man was facing, Zhou Zheng sighed slightly, and said rather pitifully: "The murderer in front has not been caught yet, here comes another one, you will have to stay up all night."

    ...

    When they finished chatting and went out, Tu San's feet were numb, and he supported the table for a while.

    Although suffered a little, the eavesdropping was worth it.

    Originally, he was still guessing the murderer's intentions, but just now Captain Deng and Lao Zhou said that, and he immediately realized what was going on.

    That person should want him to catch the imitator.

    An arrogant and confident serial killer regards killing as a sacred and great act, and will not allow imitators to tarnish this sanctity with clumsy methods.

    But he didn't bother to deal with the imitator himself, so he let Tu San do it for him.

    In this way, everything makes sense.

    The information in Tu San's brain was running rapidly. Since that person wanted something from him, he could also use this need to set a trap for that person.

    And he does what he asks himself to do, who does he look down on?

    Tu San is not the kind of person who will obediently be used as a knife.

    He wants to be a double-sided knife, if you use me, then I'm sorry, I will also stab you in the heart with a smile.

    In the next few days, he will sit still. It is not him who needs it, and it will definitely not be him who cannot sit still first.

    Sure enough, after only three days, the man came to remind me.

    An unknown number sent him a video.

    It's not the same number as the one who sent a text message last time, that person is very cautious.

    Tu San clicked on the video, wanting to see what the hell that man was going to do.

    Tu San just glanced at it, and immediately stood up uneasily, the chair was overturned by the movement of him getting up.

    There was nowhere to be seen from the pitch-black background. A man was tied to a chair, his eyes were blindfolded, and his head was turned to one side weakly. It was unknown whether he was fainted or dead.

    The whole video reveals a sense of death and withering life.

    Seeing the last shot of the video give him a defiant "yeah" gesture from behind his phone, he angrily slams his fist on the table.

    The bastard!

    The kidnapped person in the video is his long-lost brother Tu Jun.

    It has been speculated that he was kidnapped by a murderer but there is no evidence, and now this conjecture has been confirmed.

    He knew Tu Jun's whereabouts, but things got worse instead.

    His weakness was pinched by someone, and that person was clearly aware of it, so he stopped talking nonsense and directly threatened him with Mr. Tu.

    The effect was indeed good, disrupting several plans that Tu San had originally planned to lure the snake out of the hole.

    Tu San was short of breath, his fingers were flying, and he tapped in the typing box to send a line of words.

    "Are you Bai Mo or Ran Ran!"

    He knew that the other person would not reply to him, but now he had an unknown fire in his heart that needed to be vented.

    Along with the anger came an unprecedented sobriety. The memories of two lifetimes were superimposed, and he suddenly understood.

    As soon as Tu Jun disappeared, he reappeared in Tu Jun's place, and the serial murder case began.

    All the victims were clients of cases related to his smear.

    When he got the information about the serial murder case through Zhou Zheng, it was not without suspicion, but it was only tentatively considered a coincidence.

    But there are so many coincidences in the world.

    Behind all the coincidences are the inevitable results of someone's deliberate promotion!

    No wonder the man caught him in the previous life and was not in a hurry to kill him, no wonder he tried to find Mr. Tu through contacts everywhere, no wonder the man had to drag him into the water.

    That's how it was, that's why that person came for him from the beginning to the end!

    Regardless of whether the person's soul hidden in the mask is Bai Mo or Ran Ran, that person knows himself very well.

    Knowing that you can predict your every move, and even guess your mental activities.

    However, he couldn't think of when he would offend Ran Ran or Bai Mo. The only thing he could do to them was to leave the orphanage without a word and go with Tu Jun.

    That wouldn't take so many lives to retaliate against him!

    Killing him directly is not here to relieve hatred!

    What does that man want from him?

    See him angry, blame himself, collapse, despair?

    Mei Youde is really amazing. An ordinary orphanage, Crouching Dragon, Hidden Phoenix, not only raised him, a fake lawyer who wanted money and shameless, but also raised two lunatics who were on par with him.

    Crazy is not terrible, in the cases Tu San took over, there were far more mental disorders.

    The scary thing is that this lunatic knows him better than he does!

    Tu San closed his eyes to calm himself down as soon as possible, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were piercing. He knew that he had to re-plan his actions.

    Otherwise, it is guaranteed that Mr. Tu has not been brought back, and the fact that he is pretending to be Mr. Tu will be exposed first.

    At that time, the chaos will definitely not end.

    The only breakthrough right now is the imitator.

    He went back to the alley, but still couldn't get in.

    There are two altars outside the cordon, which were placed by superstitious parents. If the police didn't allow it, they would have asked Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits.

    According to their words, "Two murders occurred in less than a year. One was a teacher and the other was a student. It was too unlucky. I was afraid that evil spirits would cause trouble and ruin the child's future."

    It would be fine if it was a demon, but the human heart of a real murderer is much more terrifying than a demon.

    Tu San found the talkative student from before and asked some questions.

    Zhang Chunran was puzzled, "What did the police ask us? Senior Tu, why are you asking this?"

    Tu San lied without changing his face, "I accepted Mrs. Liu's commission to help investigate the cause of her husband's death."

    "Oh." Zhang Chunran lay on the fence of the corridor, looked at the gray sky and recalled, "I asked if Director Liu came to the school on the 7th day."

    "Is he here?"

    "It must have come. Although he was angry with the principal at the time, we had a preliminary examination for the provincial competition that afternoon. He needed to invigilate the exam with the principal, and he would not joke about the future of the students."

    The 7th is the time when Director Liu disappeared. He died at night. Since he came that day, he was killed on the way home from school.

    Tu San asked again: "Did you ask anything else?"

    Zhang Chunran thought for a while, "I also asked if the principal left after Director Liu got off work that day."

    "Then he left?"

    Zhang Chunran quickly waved his hand, "No, no, the principal stayed in the school until ten o'clock. It can't be the principal who did it. Why do you all suspect him?"

    She pouted, a little unhappy.

    "How do you know he stayed until ten o'clock?"

    "Because our competition is from 6:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m., director Liu is in charge of the first two hours of invigilation, and the principal is in charge of the last two hours. After the exam, he will send the papers to the province for unified correction.I didn’t come back until the morning when the body was found, how could I have time to kill and dismember the body.”

    Tu San fell into deep thought. According to this, the principal did not have time to commit the crime.

    Could it be hired murderer?

    Zhang Chunran looked at his profile and said, "Why don't you investigate Mrs. Liu."

    Tu San immediately turned his head, "How to say?"

    "I heard that Mrs. Liu liked to make soup for Director Liu some time ago, but the director didn't like soup at all. Not only that, but she often went out, and her attitude towards Director Liu was inexplicably colder." Zhang Chunran paused for a while, watchingAfter looking at the confused expression, he continued: "The neighbors in the neighborhood suspect that Director Liu is going to have a cuckold."

    Cold attitude?

    Tu San thought of the heartbreaking appearance of Mrs. Liu when she talked about Director Liu's death and crying that day, it didn't look like she was cheating.

    Could it be a faux pas?That's too much alike.

    There were no useful clues in the remaining few questions asked by the police, and the information that could be obtained from Zhang Chunran should be about the same.

    If she's not lying.

    Tu San asked again: "Can you take me to Director Liu's office?"

    Zhang Chunran readily agreed, "Yes, come with me."

    The top floor of the administration building.

    "Well, this is it."

    Tu San looked at the sign above, and it turned out that the principal's office is next door, but he just looked in through the window, and the principal was not there.

    But he didn't come to see the principal today.

    Pushing open the door of the director's office, Tu San looked at the spotless ground, not knowing what to do.

    Zhang Chunran kindly handed him a pair of shoe covers, "The director is obsessed with cleanliness, and we are usually not allowed to enter his office."

    "I'm going back to class, you can see for yourself, don't mess with the things inside, the principal will scold you."

    Tu San smiled and watched her leave, "Understood, thank you for your help."

    "You're welcome, I'm sorry." Zhang Chunran made a cool gesture and disappeared around the corner.

    The office is not big, the layout is simple, and the desk occupies the main place.

    There are some school work documents on the table. After looking at them, found nothing useful.

    Tu San noticed the family portrait of their family. Some of the photos should have been taken many years ago, and some of them are yellowed. The husband is holding his arms around his young and beautiful wife, and the wife is holding a female doll playing sand bells in her arms.In the past, they were all a happy family.

    It is a pity that the child was later abducted by human traffickers, and the husband died without a whole body.

    Tu San looked and looked in the small office, not to lament the brokenness of a family, but to have a weird feeling.

    To be precise, it is a sense of disobedience.

    He looked around the space up and down, left and right, looking for the source of his discomfort.

    Finally, he lowered his head and stared at his smooth shoe upper, his brows slowly tightened.

    He suddenly squatted down, turned on the phone's light, and looked under the table, under the chair, and under the curtain regardless of his appearance.

    Didn't find what he was looking for.

    Why not?

    Impossible not!

    Tu San stood up, his heartbeat accelerated unintuitively, and he was terrified because he discovered a strange fact.

    Clean, too clean!

    Cleanliness is not like staying with people, but staying with ghosts.

    No footprints, no strands of hair, probably not even fingerprints.

    It is definitely not a working environment for a normal person. Even if there is a serious cleanliness, it is not to the point where no personal traces can be left.

    It seems that he has deliberately erased the traces of his past, and has been doing so for decades.

    A person can stick to a seemingly unnecessary thing for decades, either because he loves it very much, or because he wants to hide something.

    If he didn't have extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, Tu San would have only seen a thorough insistence on cleanliness in one type of person-a fugitive.

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