Su Wan's logic is very rigorous.

She believes that it is impossible for a serial killer with such a high IQ as a chef to make such a low-level mistake.

You must know that the crime in Greentown is not the first time that the cook has killed someone.

Before he decided to do it, wouldn't he have investigated who lived next to him?

And so good to be killed by the other party to discover the smell of corpses emanating from his room?

What a coincidence.

So Su Wan suspected that there was something wrong with the member of the Greentown Criminal Investigation Team.

Zhu Ling immediately contacted the Greentown police, and then was very surprised to find that the female detective had really left her job.

It doesn't seem so surprising.

But I was terrified when I thought about it.

If that female detective is really the chef himself, or even just an accomplice of the cook, it will disgrace the Greentown police and even the whole place.

The murderer has been hiding by your side all along, lurking in the public security system, and no one can find out?

But if you think about it from another angle, if the truth is like this, it provides a breakthrough clue for the police!

Next, just catch that female detective, and all the sins will be revealed!

Unconsciously, it was getting late, and after answering a phone call, Brother Enchanting said goodbye to everyone, saying that he was going back to the anti-pornography brigade to continue working.

Although Mo Xiaochuan didn't ask, he was like a mirror in his heart, knowing that this was Brother Enchanting preparing to go to Blue Heaven to sweep the field.

This matter has nothing to do with the cook, so Section Chief Wang did not interfere.

This also has nothing to do with morality, but the duty of the bewitching brother.

However, after hesitating for a moment, Mo Xiaochuan still took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Liu Ruyan, reminding her not to go to work in Blue Heaven tonight.

Now there are only so many clues about the cook, Section Chief Wang and Zhu Ling used a resource from the Shancheng police to start looking for the whereabouts of the departing female detective, Hao De continued to track down Zeng Xiang's line, and as for Mo Xiaochuan, he returned to Nanshan.

When Mo Xiaochuan came to the dormitory, Zhang Mingqiang was already lying on the bed and falling asleep, it seemed that today's performance training had exhausted him like a dead dog.

Xiang Tianpeng was not in the dormitory, so I don't know if he went out on a date with the history teacher.

Li Hai sat at the table reading as always, perhaps because he was so engrossed that he didn't even notice Mo Xiaochuan entering the door.

"Brother Hai, are you previewing the content of tomorrow's class again?"

Li Hai came back to his senses, looked at Mo Xiaochuan and said with a smile: "I thought you wouldn't go back to the dormitory tonight, there is a high math class tomorrow morning, and you have to hand in your homework, do you want to write one?"

As he spoke, Li Hai handed the homework he had already written to Mo Xiaochuan.

Look, what is a noble person, a pure person, a person who is detached from low tastes!

If you have this roommate, what more can you ask for!

Mo Xiaochuan thanked him again and again, took Li Hai's homework book and copied it, and did not forget to write the wrong answers under some questions......

What is it called?

Experience, comrades!

You can't let the teacher see at a glance that you are copying homework!

Of course, Mo Xiaochuan later learned that many university teachers actually did not correct their homework in person, but handed it over to their graduate teaching assistants for correction.

However, at this time, Mo Xiaochuan is immersed in the ocean of favoritism and fraud, and he can't extricate himself, and by the way, he has to think about going to class tomorrow, when the teacher asks why he didn't come to class and still submit his homework, how should he deal with it in order to win the teacher's appreciation.

A great image of helping the police solve serious and major cases, while using his spare time to teach himself high mathematics and conscientiously complete his homework, immediately jumped on the paper!

I am really a person who loves learning and work!

Mo Xiaochuan was so moved by himself that the corners of his eyes moistened, and he finished his homework with great reverence for himself in his heart, and promised to invite Brother Hai to a big meal in the future, and then Shi Shiran lay on the bed.

Soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Mo Xiaochuan was finally woken up by Li Hai and went to two high math classes in a daze, but unfortunately, this class did not name names, nor did he ask random questions, and even the teacher did not notice that there were more students like Mo Xiaochuan in the class, so that all the abdominal drafts that Mo Xiaochuan made last night were lost.

After class, Mo Xiaochuan sent Zhang Mingqiang to train and perform as usual, while he returned to Qingshui Street to preside over the daily battle between Song Qiqi and Shangguan Xueqing.

Not to mention, Song Qiqi and Shangguan Xueqing, the two little girls, seem to be fighting and showing true feelings, and they have long since lost the hostile emotions of life and death at the beginning, and the two of them happily took their little hands to eat together after the fight, and Mo Xiaochuan was stunned for a while.

While Mr. Lu, Sister Chun and others continued to study the spirit arts, Mo Xiaochuan called Section Chief Wang to inquire about the progress of the case.

The answer is no.

Come to think of it, the police and MSS have been chasing the cook for three whole years, and nothing has been found, how can they arrest him overnight?

But Mo Xiaochuan was very anxious.

Because Section Chief Wang told him before that according to the law of the cook's crimes in the past, the time between the second victim and the first victim was about three days apart.

Now it has been a day since Zeng Xiang's death.

The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes!

Mo Xiaochuan planned to go to the police station to take a look, but not long after he walked out of the bar, he was stopped by a figure.

Xiao Dou.

The old filth has disappeared for two whole nights and has not returned, coupled with the phone call that Mo Xiaochuan made to Xiao Dou halfway, Xiao Dou had an ominous premonition, and he couldn't even take care of the business of the milk tea shop today, and after knowing that Mo Xiaochuan was back, he hurriedly ran over.

"Xiao Chuan'er, isn't there something wrong with the old dirt?" Xiao Dou's face rarely showed a trace of nervousness.

Mo Xiaochuan first raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and then said, "Old filth, what can happen to him?"

Mo Xiaochuan's rhetorical question made Xiao Dou a little confused, and only after a while did he ask: "Then you called me before......

Mo Xiaochuan reacted quickly, and immediately replied: "Oh, you said that, I wanted to find a fool yesterday, uh, it was the editor-in-chief Li who drove away evil spirits for Chen's shopkeeper, but he didn't find it in the newspaper, so he said that you should ask the old filth where he went." ”

Xiao Dou was stunned: "Then did you find Editor-in-Chief Li later?"

"Found it!" Mo Xiaochuan nodded: "It was said that he and Lao Zhan had too much fun in the bathing center the night before, but they slept all day and didn't go to work." ”

Xiao Dou secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said, "But the old filth hasn't come back yet." ”

Mo Xiaochuan patted Xiao Dou's shoulder with a smile and said, "Hey, you don't know that old filthy person, I guess where I went to pick up the girl again, maybe I can't miss it in the bathing center haha......"

"Yes......" Xiao Dou frowned slightly, then spit out a pea from his mouth, and scolded with a smile: "Also, that thing didn't have a proper shape for a day, and I was blindly worried about what he was doing." ”

After speaking, Xiao Dou waved his hand and went back to the milk tea shop.

Mo Xiaochuan looked at Xiao Dou's departing back, the smile on his face was full of convergence, and then he said with a gloomy look: "Don't you often say that you are an iron man with a golden gun......?