Chapter 57: Collective First Prize
This collective first prize is indifferent, and they are sullen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć To put it bluntly, the info award is actually to give them a little encouragement, I'm afraid they don't have the strength to investigate. In fact, this is the opposite of increasing the pressure on the desert: after all, if the awards are all won, there must be some results.
"There have been so many things going on in the past two days that I can't find out a little bit."
"Then let's think about it slowly, from the beginning." Shan Yufei took the pen in his hand and spun it around, "It's better to start with that courier." ā
"Courier." Cang Mo let his mind recall the conversation with the courier for many days. "Hey, Shan Yu, do you remember? There are personal parody notes. ā
"Of course, how could I look forward to such an important thing."
"We've been checking out who the person with the ghost is written, I know it now, it's the courier!"
"How do you know for sure?"
"Let's go, come with me to the monitoring room."
"Look." Cang Mo called up the surveillance during the interrogation that day, and there was nothing wrong with it at first.
"I see!" Shan Yu Fei comprehended very quickly, "The cat is tired here!" Captain Cang, you are really meticulous! ā
"Obviously." Cang Mo looked at the monitoring dragon flying and phoenix dancing with a radiant look. "It can be seen that he worked a lot hard to imitate the notes of the deceased before, and even the refills and pens were exactly the same as those of the deceased."
"What is he doing this for? It stands to reason that a courier killed a person for no reason like this, without seeking money, lust, or injustice. He's psychopathic. ā
"It's a pity." Cang Mo repeated the video back to watch it again, "Now that the courier is also dead, we have no way to verify it, but I have an inference." ā
"What inference?"
"The courier was telling the truth, he was indeed threatened, but this note was also imitated by him, why is that?" Cang Mo cleared his throat and coughed twice. "If it's my judgment, it's psychopathic. Killing someone without any motive, I think he's playing with us, and I think it's fun. ā
"Haha!" A young man's happy laughter came from the room, "Think we're doing it for fun, that's what he said?" ā
There was a man in the corner, but he couldn't see the man's face because he was pulling the curtains. "Yes, I heard it clearly outside the monitoring room, and Cang Mo said it himself."
"That's right." The boy smiled even brighter, "We're just for fun, we just like to see them being played!" Ha ha! The desert is really yes! But in addition to happiness, we are also looking for the thrill of killing. ā
"Whatever you guys are, a bunch of psychopaths." The man in the corner was a little anxious, "I just need to get the money you promised me." ā
"Haha!" The boy was still smiling heartily, not angry at the man's words at all. "Promise your money will be given to you, and tomorrow, my boss will be back."
"I hope your boss can afford to pay for it." The man stood up, apparently leaving.
"Don't worry, my boss still took out 700,000 yuan. Please speak nicely, we are partners after all, aren't we? ā
"Tsk, a bunch of perverts. Who is your partner? ā
"But, you're still succumbed to the money, aren't you? Don't talk about how righteous you are. Hey, you say, how much money will I buy the desert? Ha ha! Look at him all day long like a dignified and humble gentleman, begging me for money! Ha ha! It's funny just to think about it! ā
The man flicked his sleeves and left angrily.
"A bunch of perverts, with so much money, hurry up and see a psychiatrist!"