By the time Zhou Yan and Li Huan came out of the shop, it was already dark.

Of course, this meal was invited by Li Huan, and Zhou Yan had no intention of arguing with her.

In the process of paying, the proprietress seemed to secretly ask if Zhou Yan was her boyfriend. Li Huan naturally waved his hand to deny it.

The night is slightly cool, this store is not far from Li Huan's community, and you can go back by walking.

The street lights on both sides are bright, and the leaves under your feet are piled up on both sides of the road, and there is a creaking sound when you step on it.

"What would it be like to be a detective, you say?" Li Huan asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I'm just a detective assistant......" Zhou Yan replied.

"Hmm." Li Huan didn't dwell too much on the matter of 'whether Zhou Yan is a detective or not', maybe she already believed that Zhou Yan was not a detective, or maybe she felt that it didn't matter anymore.

She just walked under the street lamp, occasionally raising her head to look at the moon in the sky that was not so clear, Zhou Yan could see her side face, as if she had been smiling.

"Why do you want to write detective novels?" Zhou Yan asked coldly.

He couldn't figure out why such a girl, who could smile all the time, had to write the darkest type of novel.

"emmm......" Li Huan hesitated: "Maybe it's because of someone." ”

"Someone? Who? ”

"I don't know." Li Huan shook his head: "I have forgotten what he looked like, I was only eight years old at that time, but I still remember that he was a detective and was in charge of my parents' case......"

Zhou Yan's pace suddenly slowed down for a moment......

Her parents' case?

Zhou Yan almost subconsciously thought of a very bad development.

He knew that the topic should not continue any longer......

"I actually have a lot of stories about detectives, and I have a chance to tell you." Zhou Yan diverted the topic

"Really?" When Li Huan heard this, he stopped, turned around and looked at Zhou Yan happily.

"yes, it's just that the stories I've heard are a little dark...... But if you pass through your pen, these stories seem to be a little warmer. ”

"Hmm!" Li Huan nodded.

It seems that for her, it is an incomparably happy thing to be able to turn a cold story into warmth.

"Oh, strange writer." Zhou Yan looked at the happy bouncing girl in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

In this way, the two of them walked towards their home.

They walked through a small street, a small park, and further on, there was the back of a hospital building, and after walking through it, they walked two more streets to Li Huan's community.

Zhou Yan decided that he would get home in a while and go to bed early. Work hard tomorrow to solve the rest of the exams.

However, the sudden ......

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound!

Zhou Yan felt a few drops of liquid splash on his face.

The smell of blood exploded at this moment.

He stared blankly at the corpse that fell from the sky in front of him......

In an instant, Zhou Yan's arm was extremely strong and dragged Li Huan beside him, hugged her in his arms, and pressed her head his chest at the same time.

"Don't look at ......"

......

......

After 15 minutes, the street was already cordoned off.

In the back of an ambulance, Li Huan and Zhou Yan sat in a daze, Li Huan was draped with a blanket and a cup of hot water in his hand.

These simple things, more or less, can calm a frightened girl.

The corpse had been pulled away, leaving only a huge puddle of blood on the ground, with no white outlines, for the shape of the corpse was completely uncontoured.

Half an hour later, a policeman approached.

"Did you see what happened at the time of the crime?" The man asked bluntly.

"She didn't see it, just ask me." Zhou Yan stood up and took over the topic.

The policeman glanced at the girl in the car: "Okay...... Follow me. ”

"Wait for me here." Zhou Yan turned around and said to Li Huan, and then followed the police to a place where the crowd had gathered a little.

In the middle of the crowd, it should be a detective.

Because he was wearing a detective who was wearing a yellow trench coat with a well-fitting plaid waistcoat, he felt like he was missing a deer hunting hat and a pipe.

As for the man himself, he seems to be between 35 and 40 years old, pays a lot of attention to his own image, and has a well-groomed beard and hairstyle.

"You're a witness?"

The detective saw Zhou Yan coming over and immediately cast a concerned gaze.

"Well, my name is Zhou Yan." Zhou Yan responded.

"Detective Liu Chen, Doberman." He gave his name, and he followed his detective level directly, which seems to be a custom when a detective introduces himself.

And Zhou Yan also noticed that the level of Dubin is the first level in the detective level.

In other words, this guy should have just been a detective for a short time, or he is not very good at it and has not been promoted.

However, depending on the age of this person, nine times out of ten it is the second type.

"Tell me about the situation." Liu Chen took out a notebook and said.

Next, Zhou Yan also retold what he saw, in fact, there was nothing to say.

It's just a person, falling from the sky, 'Ku Qi' slapped on the road in front of him, almost six or seven meters away from him, fortunately not too close, otherwise the blood is estimated to have collapsed on his body.

Detective Liu listened to Zhou Yan's retelling, looked at the shocking bloodstains on the ground not far away, raised his head again, and looked at the building next to the bloodstains.

This is a 12-storey office building, very old, and now it is basically a small company contracted by some individuals, at this time, almost all the people are gone, only a few lights are left on, and it is estimated that I forgot to turn off the lights when I left.

And the bloodstains are less than a meter away from the building.

"Well, it looks a bit like a suicide." Detective Liu muttered to himself

When Zhou Yan heard Liu Chen's words, he also looked back at the bloodstains on the ground, to be honest, in this case, it seems that there is nothing wrong with thinking about suicide first.

But after all, he is also a person who is about to step into the ranks of detectives, so he still has one more mouth and asks.

"Uh...... I would venture to ask, if not suicide? ”