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"When I was a student, I was a detective fan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhong Xian said. "I've read a lot of detective novels. Why don't we do a case deduction? He used the remote control on his bedside table to turn on the lights from the bedroom to the living room.
Officer Deng smiled at his offer.
"It's just a game, it's rare to be friends with the police, from the perspective of a professional like you, look at my reasoning. You might also be able to get some inspiration from me, a non-industry insider. Zhong Xian said as he went to the bedside table to get paper and pen. Let's first draw a few dots about Xiao Zhu's disappearance. He sketched on paper.
"The first point, the exact time of his disappearance." He drew a circle at the top of the paper and looked at Officer Deng waiting for him to speak. Officer Deng smiled.
Zhong Xian continued to draw a second circle: "When was the last time he spoke on the phone with his parents?" And when was the last time he saw his girlfriend? β
Officer Deng stared at the piece of paper, but still didn't say anything.
"It's not a secret that can't be revealed." Zhong Xian said. "Or do you not trust me? Or am I a suspect or something? β
"Not really." Officer Deng said.
"If it's against your internal rules, forget it. I'm familiar with you, I've seen you as a friend, and you're a lot like a friend of mine in middle school. Zhong Xian said, "When I was in school, I also organized a detective club to play. So you see, I also want to revisit the hobby of my student days. β
"You're smart." Officer Deng suddenly said this.
Zhong Xian looked at him: "The word smart is derogatory, you know? It has now been used to refer to people's little cleverness. β
"It's not. You make a good first impression, very charismatic and intelligent...... Wisdom, I wouldn't describe that feeling. Officer Deng said.
"What about after contact?" Zhong Xian stared at Officer Deng, he was very interested to hear what this policeman said about him.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the air moved violently, and the wind rushed into the room like a beast. Zhong Xian jumped up and rushed to the balcony. A window in the front of the balcony was blown open, the folds of the window opening outwards at an angle that had never been seen before, and the bell strings laboriously pulled the window back and closed it again. When he turned around, Officer Deng had already followed, and Zhong Xian was about to say something to him, but his foot slipped and he fell. Police officer Deng hurriedly helped him. After Zhong Xian stood firm, he found that the wind just now swept the rain in, he endured the pain, limped and reached out to get the mop on the balcony, Officer Deng took the first step to get the mop and dragged it on the tiles of the balcony a few times.
Zhong Xian's hand pressed on his right leg, "******It really hurts, it hurts so much if you don't hurt your bones." β
"I almost forgot," Officer Deng said, "and the doctor said to spray often." He took Zhong Xian's shoulder, helped him to sit down on the living room couch, and then took the wound spray and sprayed it on his right leg a few times.
Looking at Officer Deng, Zhong Xian felt a sense of familiarity again, and he remembered a friend from his youth. His familiarity with Officer Deng may come from this.
"How do you feel about me?" Zhong Xian asked.
Officer Deng took the spray for a while and did not answer.
"Didn't you say that your first impression of me was good, but what happened later?" Zhong Xian said.
Officer Deng put the spray on the table next to him: "Later...... It feels like there's a deep hole in you. β
"What do you mean?"
"Why do you have something to do with a disease like depression?"
Zhong Xian's expression froze for a second. "How do you know?"
"I saw the pill box on the kitchen cupboard, and someone in my family had this. So I recognized the ingredients on the pill box. Officer Deng sat down across from the bell. However, it's nothing, there are more and more depressed people in this city, and you should be under a lot of pressure. β
"Actually, it was a misdiagnosis." Zhong Xian smiled, "Does your family also use that medicine?" What are the side effects? β
Officer Deng was slightly surprised: "Side effects? β¦β¦ Do you have side effects? β
"It depends on the person, and there will be different side effects. What I love about this medicine is precisely the side effects it has on me. "For me, there will be a short-term memory impairment. I can't remember a lot of specific things, like passwords or anything. It's fun to look for it because you forget. Can you get the idea? β
Officer Deng shook his head. "Sounds like you're running away from something. You're not doing well right now. β
"I'm fine. Lately, I've been thinking a lot about my teenage years, and I've been dreaming about people I've forgotten. β
"Nostalgia at this age? It's early. β
Zhong Xian paused for a long time and said with a smile: "I think there is something important, and it has been forgotten." I want to find it. I'm sorry, but talking about this will make you think I'm nervous. How about we talk about you? Sir, do you have a girlfriend? β
Officer Deng was stunned for a moment: "The topic jumps so much," he chuckled dryly, his eyes looking at the balcony.
Just when Zhong Xian thought that he would not get an answer, he heard Officer Deng say, "I'm pursuing a senior sister." β
Zhong Xian's eyes lit up: "Oh? Senior sister, also a policeman? How's it going? β
"Eight years older than me."
Zhong Xian laughed. Squinted his eyes at Officer Deng.
Officer Deng looked directly at him: "Think I have a mother-love plot?" β
"It's a little, but you're lucky to be born in this era...... The ratio of men to women in this city is 1:7.2, and there are so many young girls to choose from. She's a rich woman. Are you short of money? β
Officer Deng smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his gaze, and pondered, "My father is a businessman. Small achievements. When I was fifteen years old, my mother began to become abnormal...... I realized that my father's heart was long gone in this family. Officer Deng's gaze shifted to the other side, staring at a corner of the wall, "I followed him, but I couldn't find who that person was?" He does it without leakage. β
"Who are you looking for? The woman outside your father? β
"Years later, I found it. She was 15 years younger than my father and 8 years older than me. β
Zhong Xian was stunned and couldn't speak for a while.
"In those years, my father helped her get a job after college." Officer Deng paused for a while, picked up the juice on the table and took a sip, "She's not hard to chase at all." β
Zhong Xian also took the juice next to him and drank it, laughing as he drank it, and his body trembled with laughter. Officer Deng laughed along with him.
"Is it worth it?" Zhong Xian said, "Wouldn't it be for this reason that you went to the police academy to study criminal investigation?" In order to find the secret of the father. β
"Do you believe it? The story. β
"Letter. But I think ...... You're a shame. β
"Not my story. Actually, it's a case I just went through. Because I always think about it in my head, I say it in this way. Didn't you say you like detective stories? β
"What happened?" Zhong Xian asked.
"Not later."
"How did that go from a family incident to a case in your hands?"
Officer Deng thought for a while and said, "That junior agreed to his son's marriage proposal and broke up with Lao Tzu." Of course, she was completely kept in the dark. Because Lao Tzu gave so much, he took revenge on her and found someone to injure her fiancΓ© and break his arm. Later, he learned that he was hurting his own son. "Officer Deng spoke very plainly. It really doesn't seem to be his own story. Zhong Xian thought to himself.
"It's wonderful." Zhong Xian said. "It can be adapted into a movie. So you don't have any senior sister after you? β
Police Officer Deng nodded: "What about you?" How are you going to do with Miss Yang? β
Zhong Xian picked up the glass of juice again, and then put it down again: "Do you know her surname is Yang?" β
Officer Deng nodded: "Yes." I asked her name just now. β
"It's really a police officer, and I know so much in just a few years. I'm not going to do anything. I covet her beauty, but I don't want anything else with her. β
"Why not."
"Maybe it's me...... Not capable. "Zhong Xian said,
"You have such a nice house and you can afford the bride price. You've got past her family. How can it be said that it is incompetent? β
"Why should I go through that?" Zhong Xian said a little excitedly.
"I think you're on the wrong foot. You gave that money, and her parents will most likely return after you get married. After all, your parents' intentions are for your own good. β
Zhong Xian interrupted him, "The ability I said is the inner ability, and I don't have ...... The ability to love her. I couldn't trust, trust her, or the woman in this city. β
"Have you ever had a bad experience?" Police Officer Deng looked at him.
"Nope." Zhong Xin directly denied it. He got up from the couch, dragged a faintly aching leg around the room, and turned on the TV. "There's a replay of the Olympic football final tonight. Are you a tennis pro and do you like football? β
Officer Deng stared at him for a second, then picked up the pen on the coffee table and wrote some words on the paper. "Let's continue your game of reasoning." As he spoke, he handed the paper to Zhong Xian. Zhong Xian saw that several of the circles he had drawn earlier on the paper had been timed by Officer Deng, as follows:
Xiao Zhu's resignation: October 30
Xiao Zhu's last call with her parents: November 6
The last time Xiao Zhu and his girlfriend met: the morning of November 8
It is currently estimated that Xiao Zhu disappeared on November 8.