By the time Fang Ziyu dragged his tired body full of alcohol and sat back in the car, it was already half past one in the morning.

MOST OF THE CITY HAS FALLEN SILENT, AND IT SEEMS THAT THE PASSION OF CANVAS HAS JUST BEGUN.

Zhang Guo squinted at Fang Ziyu and said with a smile: "Hold on, don't spit on the car, let alone on your body, otherwise the clothes won't be returned, and the money will have to be deducted from your bonus." ”

"Just drink so you don't throw up." Fang Ziyu responded, and couldn't wait to reach to the back seat to get back his coat, pinching the collar with his left hand, and touching the inner pocket with his right hand without revealing a trace, and breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the familiar touch.

"Yo, I can't see that you're so good at drinking?" Zhang Qian was surprised, "Li Qian is dizzy inside, are you okay?" She's pretty good at drinking. ”

Fang Ziyu shook his head: "I drink averagely, I can't stop her from wanting to get drunk, I take a sip of her and she drinks, I drink a glass and she drinks a bottle, it's strange if she is not drunk." Anyway, Brother Zhang, it's not appropriate for us to throw her in like this, right? ”

Zhang Kuang reached out of the window and flicked down the cigarette ash, pouting disapprovingly.

"What's this? She came out to mix at the age of fourteen, and she is half an old man, do you think she can drink until she is unconscious and picked up by these corpse pickers? No way. As long as we settle the bill, you can just make an excuse when you contact her next time. This kind of woman treats herself as a commodity, and she is a toy in front of the rich, and she has absolutely no temper. Speaking of this, Zhang sighed lightly, "Otherwise, I would have already gotten her to get the final payment, hey, she has to go to the hospital for regular physical examinations, and she has never been hit by a nightclub to play, and she is a master who doesn't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles." ”

"Oh." Fang Ziyu nodded, he learned a new word today, called "picking up corpses", this emerging genre has nothing to do with the corpse chasers in Xiangxi, the so-called picking up corpses, refers to some hunting men who are waiting inside and outside the nightclub, after finding the target, they will take drunk women to the hotel to open a room, and there is no need to say much about things after opening the room, because drunk women usually have no ability to resist or even have a clear consciousness, so this kind of bad hunting behavior is jokingly called picking up corpses.

"Well, where do you live? I'll drive you back to rest, remember to send your clothes back to someone before 6 p.m. tomorrow, and after 6 o'clock you will have to pay for an extra day's rent. Zhang Guo said, started the Passat and stepped on the accelerator.

After Fang Ziyu reported the address of the apartment he rented, he asked, "Brother Zhang, let's toss for a day, do we really have a harvest?" I don't think Li Qian has any useful clues. She said several people who she felt might harm her, all of them were outrageous, not only Feng Hao, but also the food delivery staff who often delivered food to her, and even the corridor housekeeper of her property She felt that there was a problem, this ......"

"Well, the harvest is definitely there, you have to be patient to dig for clues, do you think that criminal investigation is like a link in suspense reasoning, but in fact, it is not like that at all. Every character in it is useful, every line may be a clue, how can there be such a good thing in reality, find a party to probe the tone and you will definitely be able to ask useful clues? If it were so easy, it wouldn't always be a shortage of police. ”

"As for the few people she said, Feng Hao can directly rule them out, and the rest will be screened one by one, but I don't think it makes much sense, and the task force must have started to investigate, so we don't need to be nosy. Tomorrow, let's have an appointment with the reporter to have tea and find out her tone. If the mysterious Wen Nuxia really came to Yinjiang to investigate the arson case, maybe she had some important clues. ”

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu was silent, he couldn't see Wen Yan at Yuejiang Tower last time, he was both disappointed and relieved, every time he remembered the meaningful look in Wen Yan's eyes when he handed back the backpack, Fang Ziyu was a little flustered, so he didn't really want to have anything to do with Wen Yan.

Zhang Guo was probably tired, and he didn't speak again for the second half of the drive, and drove away after sending Fang Ziyu to the place.

After returning to the house, Fang Ziyu took the trouble to check the decoration of the home, then changed his clothes, folded his clothes, pants and belt neatly into his handbag, and then wrote a post-it note and pasted it on the bag, reminding himself not to forget to return the rented clothes before the specified time.

After doing this, Fang Ziyu lay down on the bed and took out the future tablet.

At this time, the number in the upper right corner of the tablet shows 300,300 points of future observation index, which is only enough to buy some disposable items that are not used temporarily, such as YS-3 to erase short-term memory, such as a convenient body dissolving bag to destroy corpses, and such as a life-sustaining booster that stimulates the body.

In addition, it can also be used to play future clips for a fee.

Fang Ziyu moved his gaze to the icon of the Eye of the Future, and on the second day after obtaining the Future Notebook, he had used this function to watch the clip that happened in the Business English elective class the next day, which led to the second task.

Thinking about this, a thought came to me.

What if we gambled now and invested all the remaining 300 points in the Future Observation Index?

If you're lucky, you might be able to see the arsonist next time he commits a crime? Or even see a clip of the police arresting the arsonist?

If the identity of the arsonist could be found out by paying to play future footage, wouldn't it be easy to catch the arsonist?

According to Zhang, most of the elite criminal investigators in Yinjiang are now pursuing the arson case, and they will not take every clue lightly, and then only an anonymous phone call will be needed to let the arsonist enter the police's sight.

As for arresting criminals and collecting evidence, that is the job of the police, what does it have to do with Fang Ziyu? His mission is to rewrite the future, not to bring the criminals to justice with his own hands.

After this thought was born in his mind, Fang Ziyu's heart began to beat faster, and a voice seemed to sound in his ears: Give it a go, the bicycle will become a motorcycle! Bet on it, Chery becomes a Land Rover!

Do you want to gamble?

Fang Ziyu's right index finger seemed to have a thought of its own, and unconsciously moved to the Eye of the Future on the tablet screen.

At the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the screen, Fang Ziyu suddenly withdrew his fingers.

"Forget it."

Fang Ziyu shook his head, as if he wanted to throw out this unrealistic idea.

Until now, Fang Ziyu did not understand the operation rules of tablet release videos in the future. It seems that clicking on the Eye of the Future to pay for future clips is likely to be played randomly, and you want to see the identity of the arsonist by three playback chances? It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the probability is too small.

If the last remaining future observations are wasted, and there is an emergency that requires the purchase of future items, wouldn't you be killing yourself?

Gambling is not a good habit, and luck is unacceptable.

Fang Ziyu let out a long breath and put the future tablet under the pillow.

Closing his eyes, he set an alarm clock for 12 p.m., which was the time of the talk show broadcast that he recorded in his memo.