The Monster I Was Redeemed

If it is as expected, all the actions of the hermit will be instructed by someone behind the scenes.

Then it all makes sense.

The hermit alone.

How could it be the opponent of the criminals in Nevada City.

How is it possible that no one has ever known her true identity.

Are those intelligence dealers and investigation departments in Nevada City eating shit?

So there must be someone secretly supporting the hermit's activities, and even using official channels to erase clues and evidence for him!

This bold guess made Tian Hao's heart beat violently.

Even in the lounge, there was a faint echo of the pounding heartbeat.

The hermit cooperates with officials, once this kind of news gets out.

That would not set off a storm of public opinion, but directly set off a tsunami of public opinion.

Even if he killed people who committed the most heinous crimes, this method of bypassing the judiciary and killing people directly.

It still scares the public.

In the past, the people of Neva City believed that the hermit was a messenger of justice, but once they knew that the hermit had cooperated with the government.

When the image of the messenger of justice is broken, various conspiracy theories will follow.

Since you can use this method to kill the wicked.

Is it possible to use this method to kill political opponents first, and then pour dirty water on them?

At that time, the government will not have to consider the issue of credibility at all.

Whoever controls the media controls the judiciary.

As long as someone dies and uses public opinion to blacken him enough, then he deserves to die.

As we all know, Internet judges, the death penalty jumps.

Let's have some fun, maybe before the prisoner dies, he has to go to "Chain Saw, Nevada City Live Remake" as a cameo actor.

Where did this information come from?

Who made it?

Why did Jiang Kaiji send it over?

Tian Hao questioned his soul.

Knowing this kind of shocking secret, he could commit suicide by shooting himself sixty times in the back.

With the mood of going to the grave, Tian Hao continued to read.

However, when Tian Hao saw the annotation under the picture, Tian Hao's excited heart stopped suddenly.

The cooperation between the hermit and the above-mentioned people was before he became a throat-cutting madman...

"Fuck! Can't you just put the date on the arrow!"

Looking at the date on the profile, Tian Hao couldn't help but curse.

Was the co-authorship all just my own random thoughts?

Tian Hao's yelling directly woke up Jin Pingan who was in the backtracking, causing the backtracking state to end early.

"What's wrong?!"

Jin Pingan came back to his senses, and looked around blankly, like a groundhog that has been frightened silly.

"fine.

"

Tian Hao immediately lowered his volume to cover up his gaffe.

He straightened the tie on his chest and asked, "Did you see any new clues?"

Jin Ping'an's face was not very good-looking, he picked up the drawing board and quickly drew a bar with a punk decoration style.

The deceased was nestling on the bar, drinking a cocktail and flirting with others.

"The deceased met the girl in this bar. He planned to take someone to open a room, but he was overwhelmed by drugs."

Jin Ping'an found out the portrait he had painted before, pointed to the portrait of the "girl" and said, "Looking at her proficiency, it's not the first time she has done this kind of thing."

Tian Hao patiently wrote down the information: "Are there any other clues? For example, after the person was released, how did she transport him away?"

Jin Ping'an looked decadent, and rubbed the hair on his hands back and forth with his thumb and index finger: "It's not like you don't know that although my backtracking is detailed, I can only see one scene at a time.

What I saw this time was the scene where the deceased was drugged. The time was around eight o'clock last night, and it didn't take long to go back to the end. "

When Tian Hao heard this, he didn't show any dissatisfaction.

They have already used this kind of cheating method to obtain clues that ordinary criminal police took three or four days to find out, so there is nothing to complain about.

Besides, this news is valuable.

This is the same as picking up a wallet on the road, don't dislike the lack of money in the wallet.

It is simply unreasonable for a person who finds the original owner to beat him up because he thinks the money is insufficient.

With the specific time and place, take someone directly to that bar, and you can find out the identity of the deceased based on the consumption records.

Perhaps some information about the girl can be obtained from the witnesses.

In a place like a bar, the girl's appearance and dress are absolutely eye-catching.

The youthful campus-style outfits, immature faces, full of temptations to go to prison, are wonderful.

For those greasy uncles, the attraction is second only to those choppy, hip-length milfs.

Alcohol stimulates desire.

There must be a lot of hungry wolves who have noticed this little girl who came to the bar alone to drink.

"Based on my physical condition, I can go back two more times today. You have already figured out which section to look for clues from."

Jin Ping'an looked at Tian Hao who was in deep thought, and couldn't help reminding.

Regarding which part of the backtracking, Tian Hao gave the answer without thinking too much: "Try to pick the clips on the car to go back, and it is best to have the clips of getting on and off the car."

If you want an old criminal policeman to choose a part of the criminal process in the process of tracking down the murderer.

Then he will definitely make the same choice as Tian Hao.

The clips of getting on and off the car, whether it is just putting people in a daze and loading them into the car, or transporting people to a secret location for detention or sinking into a lake.

No matter which one of the two is, it can play a vital role in the detection of the case.

The former can determine the place where the victim first met the murderer, which is convenient for finding witnesses and surveillance video.

The latter can confirm the murderer's hiding place and follow suit to find evidence.

Jin Ping'an didn't think too much, he just followed the instructions.

When Jin Ping'an entered the backtracking state again, Tian Hao turned his attention back to the electronic documents on the phone.

When he moved his eyes from the heads of Shi Hongfang and others to the other side, he always felt that this person named Moos looked familiar.

Tian Hao slowly enlarged the photo of Moose, and then took out the portrait.

This solitary head is none other than the moustache of one of the portraits.

Tian Hao was startled. Mu Si was one of the few people who had friendship with the hermit.

Since he appeared in Jin Ping'an's backtracking, does it mean that the hooded man is a hermit?

The messenger who once hired the hermit has always been vague about his reasons for coming to Neva City.

Tian Hao originally thought that the messenger knew that Jin Ping'an had encountered a similar situation to himself, so he came here from Neihua City to blow up the injustice.

But now it seems that things may not be that simple.

After the hermit turned into a throat-cutting madman.

The only person who hired the hermit - the messenger, and the person who maintained a certain friendship with the hermit - Moose.

These two people have come to Qianhua City in succession recently.

It is very likely that there is an unknown connection between them.

This can also explain clearly why the messenger can obtain key information every time he makes a move.

With Moose, the top intelligence provider, is it easy to get some special intelligence?

It was originally believed that this case of throat cutting was the imitation of the so-called Tian Hao.

We have to re-examine this case, the possibility of the so-called copycat crime.

The old acquaintances of the hermit gathered in Qianhua City, and the wounds of the deceased were very similar to the wounds made by the hermit in the past.

From being dubious at the beginning, his mentality gradually developed into panic.

You ask why.

On the surface, a murderer whose number of murders exceeds at least four digits appeared in Qianhua's realm.

Just ask if you are afraid.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year.

On average, the hermit kills a criminal almost every day to refresh himself.

It can be said that murder is integrated into daily life like eating and drinking.

This kind of behavior is a job that a carbon-based creature with a normal mind can do?

Even if he kills criminals who don't deserve to die, it can't cover up the essence of this horror.

There is a saying.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

After all, Tian Hao is from Qianhua City, and has never experienced the chaotic era of Neihua City.

Those who died at the hands of the hermit were just a series of numbers to him.

Everyone is dead, so Neihua City will naturally not publicize what those dead people have done.

Tian Hao didn't know that behind every number, there were several unknown and bloody past events.

Therefore, he will not applaud the hermit's behavior like the Neihua people, or even offer incense.

All he knew was that the hermit was an extremely dangerous, psychopathic murderer with an antisocial personality.

"It's troublesome..."

Tian Hao muttered to himself.

"What's the trouble?"

Jin Ping'an has finished two backtracking, and was about to describe what he saw and heard, when he heard Tian Hao sighing there.

Tian Hao quietly switched to the backstage, and changed the screen of the mobile phone to a notepad, so as not to let Jin Ping'an see the relevant information of the hermit: "It's nothing, how is your progress?"

Jin Ping'an replied honestly: "The place to get on the bus is near the bar, so I wasted an opportunity."

"It's okay, at least it can save you the time to find the bar slowly... Can you see the exact location?"

Tian Hao asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's a junkie and a dating bar, where else can it be besides Jiuhua Outer City?"

As Jin Pingan talked, he couldn't help complaining: "Even if I don't say it, you can guess that the deceased went to a decent bar just based on the fact that he is an addict."

Tian Hao shrugged his shoulders and signaled him to continue talking with his eyes.

Seeing that Tian Hao didn't answer, Jin Pingan could only continue to talk about the result of another retrospective: "The girl didn't directly take the dead to the warehouse to kill, but took the dead to a deserted industrial area before he woke up. In the garden."

"Is there a sign nearby?" Tian Hao asked.

"What do you think?"

Jin Ping'an curled his lips: "If there is, I will report the address directly."

"It seems that you can see something?"

There was no wave on Tian Hao's face.

After two years of getting along.

As soon as Jin Ping'an pouted his ass, Tian Hao knew what shit he was going to do.

Look at him deliberately emphasizing that there is no signboard.

Obviously, through the knowledge he has learned, he has deduced some kind of clues and wants to show off in front of himself.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Jin Pingan, whose little thoughts were punctured, quickly coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

But after all, I have been with a group of social people for a long time, and my skin is naturally thin-skinned: "Based on my previous experience of visiting the factory, this place used to be an electronics factory for assembling mobile phone parts."

Tian Hao wrote down this information: "Abandoned electronic processing factory... Is there anything else? For example, the license plate number or something."

Jin Ping angrily said: "What's more, that industrial park has been abandoned for how long, and there is not even a street lamp.

When I got out of the car, it was already midnight, and I couldn't see anything except the area illuminated by the headlights. "

About 90% of the information that humans obtain from the outside world comes from vision.

It is true that backtracking can directly burn information into the brain.

But Jin Ping'an has not yet developed the ability to the point where he can read all the information immediately just by going back.

If you touch the draft paper, you can know where there is a problem, and if you touch the shell of a fighter jet, you can find out the specific parameter data.

If his ability has evolved to this level, he won't be able to solve the case.

Go directly to the scientific research center for data analysis, or become a commercial international spy.

At present, Jinpingan can only accept visual information.

This can be regarded as a small shortcoming of backtracking.

However, as the use of his abilities became more and more proficient, he now occasionally receives auditory and olfactory information.

The day of becoming an information god is just around the corner.

"I can't see it in the industrial park, but what about the street of the bar before?"

Tian Hao heard that Jin Ping'an didn't see anything, so he didn't give up directly, but asked in another direction.

Jin Ping'an also guessed that Tian Hao was still a little worried, and added: "Don't think about it, he drives a taxi, and there is a stack of replacement license plates in the drawer."

This sentence directly blocked the possibility of obtaining the car through investigation.

There are fake license plates on the car at all times, which means that they have strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

It is impossible to leave such a conspicuous opening for the police.

"Well... that's fine."

After Tian Hao wrote down the last clue, he put away his phone: "Let's go."

Jin Ping'an was still holding the drawing board and drawing sketches: "Where are you going now? Did you find new clues at the field office?"

Tian Hao looked at Jin Ping'an in surprise: "Where else can I go, of course I will send you to school, it's getting late."

Slap.

The paintbrush in Jin Ping'an's hand fell to the ground.

He felt as if he had an auditory hallucination, so he reconfirmed: "Where did you just say to send me?"

"School, you've finished backtracking on the police side, why are you staying here if you don't go back to school?"

Tian Hao said it as a matter of course.

Jin Ping'an looked at Tian Hao in disbelief, you ditched me when you ran out?

Who did you learn the ability to turn your face and deny people?

Tian Hao walked up to Jin Ping'an, and said earnestly, "Ping Ping, you are still a child, and you finally got into the experimental middle school, so you can't always be the tail of the crane, right?

The beginning of school is a critical period, so in the recent period, try to get involved in the affairs of the criminal police team as little as possible, and focus on your studies. "

After finishing speaking, Tian Hao patted Jin Ping'an's shoulder heavily.

Jin Ping'an was in a hurry. Finally, there was another place where he could play his role, but he couldn't come here?

"Then what if we encounter an unsolved case with no clues again? Just like this time!"

"Don't worry, I will help you prepare the backtracking items in advance. You only need to ask the teacher for a class vacation, which is enough for three backtracking."

Tian Hao said with a smile.