Chapter Seventy-Three: A Small Victory

"Acquitted?!" Fang Ze asked Hannibal a little strangely, "It's impossible, there are only two people at the scene, one of them must be the murderer, why was he released." ”

"Procedural justice. Hannibal looked at Fang Ze and said, "I can't find out which one is the murderer, and I can't deduce the scene of the crime, so I can only be acquitted, otherwise what else do you want." ”

Hannibal continued, "For example, if I am caught, the only people who can be sentenced are those crimes for which the prosecution has found evidence, and as for the other crimes that have been destroyed by me, they will not be sentenced, this is the pathetic of mankind, the law is not as useful as you think." ”

Fang Ze knew that Hannibal was about to come again, and talked about whether what he did was legal or not, so he quickly glanced at the mirror in front of him, and then turned to Hannibal and said, "Let's talk about the case." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

"Now it seems that the crux of the matter is whether it is possible to deduce who is the murderer. ”

"Yes. "Because I've missed some small evidence, you just need to start from human nature and deduce who is most likely to be the murderer, and the victim died a very tragic death." ”

What does it have to do with the tragic death and who the murderer is? Fang Ze didn't understand Hannibal's logic at first, but Hannibal's hint made him focus on Hannibal's previous description.

The victim was beaten to death with a baseball bat.

Baseball is not popular in China, but the baseball bat is familiar to everyone, because this thing is a sharp weapon for street scuffles, and it is easy to use it to beat people, but if a person is beaten to death with a baseball bat, and the deceased died very miserably, then it can only mean that there is a very big contradiction between the victim and the suspect, and it can even rise to the point of mortal enmity.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Fang Ze finally understood why Hannibal wanted to tell him such a case.

"It was the husband of the deceased who killed the murderer. Fang Ze said.

"That's right. Hannibal smiled pleasantly and said, "Only a husband can kill a woman next time, and only a husband can hate a woman so much." This is the pathetic nature of human nature. ”

"Well, it's a bit bad for you to take this example. Fang Ze looked at Hannibal and said.

"What's so bad. ”

Fang Ze decided not to waste his tongue with Hannibal in this regard, and directly took out his mobile phone, connected Lin Xiaoxin's phone, turned on the public release, and put the mobile phone on the table.

"Hey, what's wrong. Lin Xiaoxin seemed to be eating in the cafeteria, and her speech was slurred.

"What if we don't like you one day after we get married. ”

"You, why don't you like me. Lin Xiaoxin said while swallowing something in her mouth, "I can sell cuteness and sing little stars, how can you not like me." ”

Forehead.

"Shouldn't it be a little love song, what the hell is the little star. ”

"You're stupid, how did you know the song Little Star. Lin Xiaoxin finished eating the food in her mouth, and her voice finally sounded clear.

"It seems to have an advertising slogan or something, called, Daddy, can you sing Little Star?"

"Yes, son, I can sing. ”

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was tricked by Lin Xiaoxin.

"Oh, are you angry, I'll sing you a little love song. Lin Xiaoxin cleared her throat, and then started singing on the other side of the phone.

"It's a simple little love song, singing the twists and turns of people's hearts, I think I'm happy, when there is your warmth, the air at my feet turns ....... ”

Lin Xiaoxin's voice is very soft and cute, like a chilled glutinous rice ball eaten in summer, and when she wants to go down, her teeth are sunk into softness, surrounded by sweetness and coolness.

Fang Ze looked at Hannibal while listening to the song, and the meaning in his eyes was: What kind of humanity between husband and wife do you say to someone like me who is in love?!

"You're not gay?!" Hannibal was caught off guard by Fang Ze's mouthful of dog food, and almost vomited blood.

Fang Ze and Lin Xiaoxin got tired of a few words, hung up the phone, and then looked at Hannibal and said, "You really think I'm a." ”

"You are very good at criminal psychology, so you are also good at profiling people, inferring a person's interests and personality, etc., I continue to use various methods in this process to make you deepen the misunderstanding that you think I am a gay, so after you made a preliminary determination, you threw out this case, nominally to say that human nature is ugly, but in fact, I want to observe whether I am a gay through my tone. ”

Fang Ze squatted in front of Hannibal as he spoke, and asked curiously, "Actually, what I want to know more is that if you are sure that I am a, will you ** I come and let me unbind you, you actually have this kind of plan." ”

"I didn't. Hannibal turned his head away and refused to continue the conversation with Fang Ze on this issue, and the young Hannibal was misled by a game set up by Fang Ze who was well prepared and knew him very well, and this was the first victory between Fang Ze and Hannibal.

Fang Ze really wanted to sing a little star at this time, because he could beat the famous Hannibal, even if it was a little bit of the young version, it made Fang Ze feel happy.

No wonder those perverts in film and television dramas like to evade taxes so much, no, it's pleasant, this feeling is really quite good, and it's endless fun to fight with people.

Fang Ze felt that he understood a little bit of a pervert named Mapo, who was crazy about tax evasion (pleasure). (Mapo: Yanfeng Qili, a pervert in the famous two-dimensional series FATE)

The pleasant Fang Ze put away the small mirror on the table, put it in his pocket, re-stuffed Hannibal's mouth with a towel, and then went back to his bedroom to work on his papers again.

Another safe day has passed, Fang Ze woke up from his sleep, today is the third day of Hannibal, as long as he insists on two more days, he will be completely liberated, should he take advantage of this time to check the practice of cat meat on the Internet, and when the time comes, he will cook this pit daddy's cat.

As an outstanding young man with a bright future, Lori in his arms, and a comfortable life, Fang Ze is now beginning to regret signing a contract with Da Meow, and the style of successful people like us is obviously inconsistent with the painting style of the protagonist of the general online article.

I thought they were all normal guests, but now what the hell are you talking about, Conan, Hannibal is a time bomb level character who is here, you might as well just get me a lion and tiger to live at home.

But complaining and complaining, now that the contract has been signed, it is estimated that there is no way to regret it, and the benefits are obvious, just because of Bruce's language master ability, which makes it a lot easier for Fang Ze to watch the drama.

And Fang Ze recently looked on the Internet to see if there was a subtitle group to take him in, exercise it, and by the way, see if he can get a part-time job or something after he mixes into the translation circle.

Part-time jobs as translators are quite lucrative.