53. I Am a Murderer (5)

"What are you trying to do here? Not long after coming out, I went in, and I just went in and came out? ”

The flamingo chased after Zhou Ke'er and asked with a puzzled expression.

Friend... What you say seems to be ambiguous...

Zhou Ke'er coughed twice and explained seriously: "Because, I found that we don't need to act with them at all." Their goal is to find the real culprit, but we're trying to find the man in the black cloak.

Although after finding out the real culprit, the man in the black cloak is estimated to appear, but this is inevitably a bit of putting the cart before the horse, and it is completely unnecessary. ”

"Oh? So you've already figured out a way? ... Wait, you don't mean to say..."

The flamingo glared at the dead fish's eyes, "You're pretending to be the murderer to lure that guy out, right?" ”

"Ahem, I'm sure I won't do such a dangerous thing."

Zhou Ke'er waved his hand, although he did think of this method at the beginning, but he quickly passed it, after all, if the timing of this was not right, it would really be a violent death.

"Wait..."

Zhou Ke'er was halfway through speaking, when she suddenly stretched out her index finger in front of her mouth, made a gesture of silence, and then leaned over, pointed to a room on the side, and whispered to the flamingo: "You go and see if there is anyone in that room." ”

Although the flamingo didn't know what Zhou Ke'er wanted to do, he immediately went to take a look.

"There was no one, and the door was not locked. It seems to be a conference room or something. ”

The flamingo quickly replied.

β€œnice!”

Zhou Ke'er nodded and motioned for the flamingo to go in first.

About twenty seconds later.

"Bang!"

The flamingo, who was waiting a little impatiently in the room, saw Zhou Ke'er dragging a person in his hand, covering his mouth with the other hand, and slammed the person in.

The flamingo subconsciously stepped forward and twisted the man's hands, and looked up at Zhou Ke'er: "Who is this?" What's going on? ”

Zhou Ke'er closed the door with her hand and snorted at the guy who was thrown in, "Look, is this guy familiar?" It's the little cop who just called off Sheriff Pris. It's no wonder I'm swaggering through this hallway. ”

"Hmm! Hmmm! ”

The little policeman struggled frantically, staring at Zhou Ke'er with wide eyes, not knowing why such a thing happened.

Zhou Ke'er walked up to him, squatted down, and gestured with a cane, "Oh, actually, although my movements were a little rougher, I didn't want to do anything to you." It's just a few simple questions to ask you.

Of course, in case you don't cooperate, we have to treat you like this first, which is a pity. Still, I'm sure you won't be uncooperative, will you? ”

The tip of the cane in Zhou Keer's hand gently swiped the carotid artery of the little policeman's neck and asked softly.

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh! ”

The little policeman hurriedly nodded frantically, indicating that he was absolutely obedient.

"Well, since you're so cooperative, it's a lot easier."

Zhou Keer motioned to the flamingo to let go of the hand covering the little policeman's mouth first, and then asked slowly: "You called Sheriff Place just now, what are you going to do?" Where did he go? Just two simple questions, don't let me down. ”

"Whew..."

The little policeman gasped and showed frightened and hesitant eyes, as if he was hesitating whether to answer Zhou Ke'er.

"Ahh Flamingo and I are also famous detectives... What if you accidentally provoke us, and somehow the news breaks out something that you absolutely don't want others to know, then you can't say, right? ”

Zhou Ke'er played with the cane in her hand and said softly, "Social death... Do you know the term? If you'd like to give it a try, we'd love to help. ”

The little policeman's eyes widened, looking at the careless Zhou Ke'er, he was speechless all of a sudden, his whole face was twisted together, and he looked very entangled.

"You see, you're just here, there's no place for anyone else, muttering a few words to yourself, and we can't hear anything ... No one will know about it, no one will blame and punish you for it...

And if you cooperate with us, maybe we will have a chance to cooperate in the future, right? Don't you want to solve more cases and get promoted? As long as you answer, it's a simple matter. ”

Zhou Ke'er blew her nails, turned her head to look at the little policeman, and stared into his eyes: "However, you have to know... There is a limit to our patience... If you insist on not cooperating, it seems that the headlines of the next issue of the newspaper have already been settled! ”

"I say! I say! ”

The little policeman trembled and hurriedly replied with a crying voice.

"Oh, good. That's right. ”

Zhou Ke'er patted the little policeman's head, "Say it quickly." Two very simple questions. ”

"Find... The person looking for him was Dipvans, and I don't know who he was, but Sergeant Priss seemed to be in awe of his look! Sheriff Place was called by him to the conference room on the fifth floor! ”

The little policeman replied quickly.

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Keer patted the little policeman's shoulder and motioned for the flamingo to let him go.

The flamingo let go of his hand, and then caught a glimpse of Zhou Ke'er and then gave her another gesture.

The little policeman sat up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bang!"

The flamingo sighed, reached out and pressed the back of the little policeman's head with a look on his face, and slammed it to the ground.

"Okay, I'm dizzy."

The flamingo patted the dust on his hands, and after confirming that the little policeman had lost consciousness, he said to Zhou Keer.

"Okay, let's go to that fifth-floor conference room now."

Zhou Ke'er stood up and walked outside.

"Is this guy just left here? He didn't faint deeply, and he would wake up soon. ”

The flamingo asked casually after Zhou Ke'er.

"It's better to leave it here, just to prevent him from stunting him out of the way by making a big noise."

Zhou Keer waved his hand.

"I thought you'd kill him."

The flamingo uttered terrible words with a calm face.

"There's no need. It's a trivial matter to intimidate someone to be discovered, but it's another thing to actually kill someone. ”

Zhou Keer shrugged her shoulders and diverted the topic: "By the way, there is a question I asked before, but you didn't answer it..... Are you face paralyzed? This is a sickness, and it is healed. I'm only a psychiatrist, but I know a doctor who specializes in facial paralysis..."

β€œ....”

Hearing this, the flamingo stopped, tilted his head and thought for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhou Ke'er looked at her suspiciously.

I saw that she suddenly smiled at Zhou Ke'er, like the melting ice and snow when everything recovered.

Sure enough! The flamingo should smile more than he looks! Why do you have a paralyzed face every day!

But it only lasted for a moment, and then it was back to its original state.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Zhou Keer was so shocked that she had nothing to say except "oh oh oh".

What was going on just now? Why did the style of painting suddenly change? It's terrible.,The degree of disobedience is like in a girl's manga.,When the hero and heroine are about to go to home plate.,Suddenly it becomes a JOJO painting style! And it's still the style of painting in the second and third seasons!

Who can withstand this!

"You ask me why I'm expressionless?"

The flamingo stared at it with a blank eye, "Because controlling the expression is too simple, it's not interesting at all, and it's a waste of effort, so it's better not to make an expression." ”

"It's more tiring if you don't make an expression, hey!"

Zhou Keer almost blurted out what he thought in his heart, but his sensitivity to complaining still allowed him to successfully cover his mouth - if he continues like this, he will change to a complaining service!

There are only zero and countless times to complain about this kind of thing, and as long as you open your mouth once, it is only a matter of time before it becomes a spit service!

This is a matter of principle, and it is the bottom line!

"Ahem... All right. ”

Zhou Keer relied on her tenacious willpower to overcome the urge to complain, and then obediently closed her mouth and walked towards the conference room on the fifth floor.

As for the flamingos, she doesn't talk much except to ask other people's questions, or to be answered by others' questions.

Without saying anything all the way, Zhou Keer and Flamingo soon came to the conference room on the fifth floor.

As soon as he walked to the door, before Zhou Keer leaned over to eavesdrop, there was a sound of reprimanding from inside.

"The murderer hasn't been found yet? At least two weeks for you? Are you kidding! I tell you, the victim is a sacrifice that I have prepared with great difficulty, and if He is unhappy with it, and we cannot sacrifice the murderer to Him... I'm not the only one who will be unlucky! ”

"Sacrifice ???"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly became energetic, oh... It seems that the water in the background of this mod is a bit deep! Is this a sacrifice to an evil god?