"It's a serial case, and it's hard to get a clue without investigating it, so I decided to start with Hegel." Lin Huang always felt that it was not perfect, after all, playing the role of a detective usually requires a long brown trench coat and a hat.

Frank didn't know what he was talking about, but nodded, "No problem." ”

"Okay," Lin Huang took out a piece of paper and a pen and asked, "Is there any warning before the explosion?" No matter how small you are, you can talk about it. ”

"Well," Frank recalled, "one of the guards was unconscious and sent back, but he woke up not long after, and went back to the door. ”

Lin Huang scribbled a string of English letters, "Well, what is the guard standing on?" ”

"Backyard."

"Do you know why he lost consciousness?"

Frank shook his head suspiciously: "He said that he might have suffered from heat stroke, and we didn't pay much attention to it, so we let him go back." ”

If you really don't care, then you are a fart now.

"That's right," Lin Huang wrote again, "is there anything else?" ”

Frank groaned, convinced, "No." ”

"Okay, where's that guard now?"

"He doesn't work in the bank anymore, and I don't know where he lives."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, I have to go to the next victim." Lin Huang waved his hand and politely withdrew with the two women.

Walking out into the street, Nilou casually asked, "Can't you see he's lying?" ”

"Ah," Lin Huang glanced at her, "It's true, but I can't hack him to death." ”

"I think," Nilou seemed to decide to take the matter seriously, "that the money bank belongs to him, and he seems to be protecting the guys who blew up their own coffers, don't you think that seems suspicious?" ”

"Extremely suspicious, but even if Wen Qi is really related to that group of people, we have no way of knowing his status in it, and if he is killed directly, the clue will be cut off."

Chio was a little puzzled, the killer sent by Alto Frey was in a similar situation to Vinci, why couldn't he just arrest Vinci as well?

Isn't it because the killer is a Lori?

In a cranky thought, Lin Huang suddenly asked, "Qianxu, do you think it's better to do it?" ”

Qianxu turned her pretty face to the side and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I don't know." ”

Is this unhappy force field?

Lin Huang was suspicious.

What did you do to make her unhappy?

As everyone knows, Qianxu has already thought of the point where Lin Huang and that little Lori reached a dirty deal.

"I'm in trouble," Lin Huang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Nilou was surprised to find that Lin Huang's tone turned out to be emotional.

But she didn't realize that her own stick reading was dozens of times more serious than Lin Huang.

Lin Huang continued: "It's okay if I didn't play the role of a detective, it's not convenient to tear my face now." ”

After a few seconds of silence, Nilou answered, "What do you mean?" ”

Lin Huang said in a low voice: "In other words, I decided to become a masked man and tied up classmate Wen Qi." ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

This sentence finally put Chio at ease.

It turned out that the IQ was not online, and he didn't trade with Little Lori, which was great.

So Qianxu looked at Lin Huang with a smile: "When?" ”

Why is she so happy again?

Ah, no matter, this time it should be

"Just tonight, go back to the City Lord's Mansion first, during this time, you go to see if Wulan has figured it out, just to vacate the cell and close the people," Speaking of this, Lin Huang looked directly into Qianxu's eyes: "By the way, you are so good-looking." ”

"You still need to say it." Chio said complacently.

The forgotten Nilou patted Lin Huang: "I'm jealous of you." ”

Lin Huang was a little happy, and said with a smile: "There is no way to be jealous, my salary is up to me." ”

With a joyful atmosphere, the three of them returned to the City Lord's Mansion with a smile and a smile.