"Ancestral ...... Zuston ......" Russ ran back from outside, panting and calling out to Zuston. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zuston, who had not slept all night and was awakened by Russ's call, rubbed his eyes, got up from the couch, yawned, and asked weakly, "What...... What's up? ”

"That'...... That ......"

"You can get out of breath first, and then talk slowly." Zuston sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly.

"Look...... he can't say now, but he can let Zuston see it himself, thinking of this, Russ quickly took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to Zuston, who took it, yawned again, and looked at it. However, it's okay not to look at it, this look makes Zuston's sleepiness disappear immediately.

"This mustachioed uncle ......" Zuston enlarged the photo of the middle-aged man, pointed to the man and asked, "This uncle is the owner of the nightclub you frequent, right?" Although Zuston didn't know him, he had been there with Russ and had met this hospitable owner, and Zuston still had an impression.

"......" Russ was still out of breath and couldn't answer, so she could only nod.

"That's all you want to tell me?" Zuston looked at Russ suspiciously. Russ nodded, then shook her head again.

"Sit down first...... Zuston took a deep breath, stood up, and walked to the kitchen to pour Russ a cup of tea and put a few ice cubes. Drink your saliva smoothly and tell me slowly. Russ took the glass and poured it down, almost choking.

Zuston sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the tea table, leaning back against the couch and stretching his tense muscles to clear his mind.

After a few deep breaths, Russ finally cleared her breath and slowly talked about what she had encountered when she went there.

"According to you, the owner of that small shop should have some information that no one else knows?" After listening to Russ's words, Zuston thought for a moment.

"That's right, but he seems to be resisting me." Russ nodded, and said with a solemn expression.

"I guess he knows who you are." Zuston frowned.

"In terms of analysis alone, it should be." Zuston touched his chin and said as he pondered, "It's just that the final result is not known until you find this person." ”

"That's what I thought, too, but how do I find this person?" Russ is also struggling with this problem, precisely because Russ himself does not know what to do, that is, he hopes that Zuston can help him analyze it and tell him what to do next.

Zuston pondered for a moment, then said casually, "It's just that we shouldn't find this one again." ”

"Why?"

"No reason, pure intuition." Zuston sighed, he really thought so in his heart, since the other party was not willing to tell what he knew in the first place, let alone now? Since the other party chose to close the door to avoid Russ, it is almost certain that they will not be willing to appear in front of him again until this matter is resolved.

The world is so big, it may be difficult to find someone, but if you want to hide from someone, as long as you are willing to make up your mind, it is easy.

Moreover, what worries Zuston the most is that if Russ's paraphrase is not wrong at all, according to the other party's original words, the other party does not want Russ to be troubled, and the other party seems to know that Russ is 'ironyoffate', why is this?

"So what do we do now?" Russ felt that things were too tricky right now, and that he had to rely on Zuston's analytical skills.

"Let's first understand and analyze the boss." Zuston felt that Russ was too concerned about this, but why not? If it's something Russ herself is willing to do, why not help herself?

Zuston took out his phone and dialed Rafiru's number, hoping that he would send an email the information about his boss that he had investigated.

For Rafiru, 'ironyoffate' took the initiative to intervene and was willing to solve this matter, which was something that could not be hoped for, and Rafirou of course agreed. Soon he packed all the materials and sent them to Zuston.

The mobile phone rang, Zuston reached under the tea table, pressed a button, and suddenly, the lights on both sides of the ceiling shone down, and in an instant, the holographic projection was cast, and Zuston directly manipulated the projection.

Opening the packet of information sent by Rafiru, the text floated in the air, and the two sat down to take a closer look.

"Could this matter have nothing to do with the killer?" Russ noticed that the boss's death was different from other female victims, who were dismembered, but the boss was not dismembered, but his face was scratched and his heart was pulled out and his whereabouts were missing.

Zuston looked at the information, thinking in his heart, and did not answer Russ's question, and Russ saw that Zuston was contemplating, so he had to hold back for a while.

"I think it's the same person." After being silent for a long time, Zuston finally spoke, but Zuston's tone was rare and dignified: "I think the murderer deliberately cut the boss's face, but he didn't completely destroy it, just so that people could recognize him, and besides, the murderer should have some special meaning when he took the boss's heart, just like those female victims, being mutilated should also have a certain meaning." We just don't know why. ”

"Why do you think so?" Russ felt a little strange when he heard this, and he didn't know why Zuston was thinking this way.

"Didn't you say that the owner of the small shop said that you were close to the truth? Among the people we come into contact with, the only one who seems to be close to the truth is this person, and besides, he died after you met him, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence at this time? ”

Russ was about to say something, but after a pause, Zuston continued: "If it really is a coincidence, I will admit it, anyway, I prefer to believe that it is not a coincidence, but that it happened for a reason." Zuston's eyes were more serious than ever.

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Originally, I said that I would go out early in the morning and not stay up late and rest early, but when I thought of this excessive chapter, the plot on both sides began to heat up, and I couldn't help but want to write this paragraph well.

So, I'll rest early when I come back today, and it's basically certain that it's a stop.

Please forgive me.

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