Duan kept following the memories in his mind and found his home in the town, where he was one of the many outliers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For he is an element of unrest, just like the old widower, except that the old widower isolates himself from the inhabitants of the town.

He deliberately wanted to integrate into the town, but he was always rejected by everyone, and the townspeople pursued the so-called "peace." ”

But it always backfires, and every time the inhabitants calm down, the town's outliers make a huge wave.

"He's going to mess everything up......!"

"He's going to mess up everything ...... peace!"

"He's a disaster ......!"

"We can't be calm because of his presence......!"

This is the evaluation of all the townspeople about him, and from the tone of these people, it is natural that there is no respect, and there is even a strong rejection.

Duan kept lying on the bed, digesting the life of this character in his mind, and summed it up in one point: "God hates ghosts and hates dogs!" ”

"I don't know what this guy is thinking, everyone in the town rejects him, but he has to show that he is warm-hearted. All day long, I want to eliminate all the hidden dangers in the town, and solve all the unknowns and puzzles. ”

"Alas! Whatever! ”

Duan kept pursing his lips, and his heart was still a hanger, but it seemed that he was worried about the old widower's affairs.

There was a solemn expression in his expression, sometimes frowning as if he was confused, and sometimes stretching his eyebrows as if he had gained something.

Because, even though Duan Zhuan's heart doesn't matter, but because this is a live broadcast, his every action will be displayed in front of the audience without reservation.

If, one of his inattention, it affects the visual enjoyment of this movie, so it enlivens a certain audience watching the movie.

It is estimated that he will be judged by the obscene host immediately, so that he will be directly wiped out, and he will not even have a place to cry at that time.

Duan kept lying on the bed, watching the pendulum point to eight o'clock, and suddenly got up from the bed. As if he had discovered something, he hurriedly put on his clothes, put on his pants, and immediately wanted to go outside.

But the truth always did not match the performance, and he immediately got up because he wanted to do what he was going to do tomorrow tonight.

Because, now, he finally figured out that the Duan he played was a person with a strong thirst.

He can cry out loud because of something that has nothing to do with him, or he may suddenly feel cheerful because of some unanswered questions.

It's not surprising why the townspeople don't like this guy anymore, this guy is purely a guy who has nothing to do.

Originally, the town was quiet and quiet, and the residents lived in it pleasantly and happily, with yellow hair hanging down, but he broke the peace in the hearts of the residents every time.

Every day, you have to make a high wind and rain to brush your own sense of existence, as if you don't brush the existence of unhappy stars. (PS: Of course, these so-called calms are what the townspeople think are calm, but what is behind this calm?) None of this matters, the important thing is that in their feelings these are calm. ）

Duan kept thinking about this, and immediately started to act, originally because it was getting late, if he started to investigate again, it would make these already unhappy residents feel resistant.

will be even more detrimental to his own investigation, but the truth is that his character doesn't care about what other people feel at all.

All this detective has in his mind is the truth, and there is no romance in the setting of this character, so he is not tolerated by this town.

Although, knowing that such a purely rational way of acting is not a correct way of behaving, it may not play an effective role.

It may even be counterproductive, and the end result is that your ideas are not achieved, and the residents of the whole town are unhappy.

Thinking of this, Duan Zheng could only curse secretly: "Damn...... Oh! ”

He hurriedly slammed the door and ran towards the police station in the center of the town, it was getting late.

Despite this, the medieval castle-style town is not in the Middle Ages, and is relatively open and liberal in terms of politics and religion.

It is like Britain on the eve of the modern industrial revolution in Europe, of course, this is only political and ideological, and it is still relatively backward in terms of economic and scientific level.

Of course, these are harmless, because even if the level of technology is superb and there is a car as a means of transportation, Duan Zheng has no way to take it now.

Fortunately, the town is not big, and it takes at most half an hour to drive his own 11 road from his house to the police station in the center of the town.

The only strange thing is that although it is autumn and it is already late at eight o'clock in the evening, it is not so much that there is no one on the street.

The whole town was as quiet as if it was dead, there was no sound at all, and even Duan kept running on the road like this, and there was no dog barking.

But at this time, the detective "Duan Zhu" did not suspect it, but he was bent on asking those police detectives to help him investigate this matter clearly.

"What did you say?"

At this time, an agent in the town's police station was suppressing his anger and resisting the urge to beat up the "trouble-causing young man" in the town.

Today, he was not on duty, thinking that after returning home at night, he must have a good rest, and the serial suicides of the past two days have really exhausted him.

I thought I would be able to take a bite of crispy cheese and drink a glass of yellow and mellow wheat wine when I got home from work.

In the end, lying on the bed, he cultivated his own rice field that had not been cultivated for half a month, and he couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about it.

But who knows, that damn old Tork fritter said that he had diarrhea and was going to Eton to grab a pair of pills and ask him to take a break from work for a while.

But he never thought that he was tricked by that old fritter, and when it was now eight o'clock in the evening, more than two hours had passed, and Teucer had not come to duty, and then he knew that he had been tricked by this guy.

While he was in the midst of his annoyance, he saw this "trouble-causing young man" who ran in recklessly, and insisted on taking himself with him to gather all the widows in the town.

"That's right, Mr. Sheriff, please gather all the widows in the town at once in the square in the center of the town, and this matter is about the real culprits of these four serial murders."

When the detective confirmed the situation, he only thought that this guy was really crazy, and he wanted to knock on the widow's door at night.

Moreover, the most deadly thing is that this serial suicide case, which has long been closed, has turned out to be some kind of premeditated murder.

This is simply a fantasy, is he going against the whole town, he really thinks this town is too quiet, and he has to find some messy things to do.

"This guy should have been expelled from the town when he was a child, and he was a terrible scourge. I think that when he was young, that terrible woman, it was because of this guy that before she died, she put a vicious curse on this town, otherwise it would be ......! ”

Thinking of this, the detective was a palpitation, and he couldn't recall this matter in his mind, because in his memory, this matter had already passed, and it was not worth mentioning again.

Therefore, no one told this guy about his childhood, but to everyone in the town, this guy was a demon, plus a disaster.

"It's unbelievable, our 'Young Detective', Mr. Duan Zhi, your reasoning is very reasonable. But look ......! ”

The detective put his arm on Duan Zhiji's shoulder, admiring his reasoning in a gentle tone, and walked towards the door of the police station.

Suddenly, the detective's tone immediately became surprised, and his two eyes looked at Duan Zhi's back and wanted to say something, but he choked on his throat and couldn't make a sound, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Duan Ji immediately earned his head, but immediately after, he heard the sound of the door frame vibrating.

"It's a dog!"

Duan kept looking at the closed and still shaking door of the police station, the color on his face was really colorful, and then he looked at the silence behind him, and nothing .......