Detective: I can see the criminal record

Cen Lian met Liu Yamin, the director of Lingguan Town Police Station, with a complex mood that he might be overwhelmed by resentment when he returned to work.

"Hello, Chief Liu." Cen Lian greeted Liu Yamin politely.

"Captain Cen, I have heard of your name for a long time." Liu Yamin knew Cen Lian's identity after Wang Xin reported the case, "Are you back for the New Year this time?"

"Captain Liu is too polite. Isn't our village going to be demolished soon, so I came back to take a look." Cen Lian simply said politely, "I accidentally saw Zhang Guohao chatting with children while eating New Year's Eve dinner, so I asked my brother to try him. I didn't expect him to be a repeat offender."

Chief Liu saw that Cen Lian didn't want to say more about this case, so he added Cen Lian's WeChat.

"We are all fellow villagers, and we can communicate more in the future." Chief Liu smiled and sent Cen Lian out.

Cen Lian felt a little toothache when he returned home.

This is not a communication of feelings, this is probably a case that wants to ask for his help.

"Is the case solved?" Cen Jianjun was sitting on the sofa and asked when he saw his son coming back.

Cen Lian sat down on the sofa obediently, "It's been solved, it's just a small matter."

Although Liu may not think it's a small matter.

Cen Jianjun nodded, and didn't ask Cen Lian again, but discussed with several brothers and sisters of the Cen family to come and pack up the things left by their parents before the demolition work started, and that was the end of the discussion.

Cen Lian didn't ask them how the demolition money was divided, anyway, it didn't matter to him.

He was just an ordinary boy who sent merits.

…

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Cen Lian drove his parents and the local specialties bought from his hometown back to Kang'an City.

Cen Lian's mother only has an older sister. This year, she took his grandparents to travel to the seaside and gave him a red envelope in advance.

In this way, his visit to relatives this year was completely over.

In the evening, Comrade Cen Jianjun and Comrade Lian Ya went out to eat and watch a movie, without taking Cen Lian, the light bulb.

And the group chat of the support squadron on his mobile phone, which had been quiet all the time, suddenly had new news.

Yuan Chenxi: We are still three people short of the script-killing game. Is anyone coming?

Tang Hua replied immediately.

Tang Hua: I will go, no matter what I do, I will go!

Cen Lian: Were you caught on a blind date again?

Tang Hua: [Breaking tears.JPG]

Wang Yuanteng: Are you still going to play script-killing games during the holidays?

Tang Hua: Brother Teng, have you watched any comedy movies this year?

Wang Yuanteng: I told you not to call me Brother Teng. I took my daughter to the zoo to see pandas.

Cen Lian clicked on the panda photo Wang Yuanteng sent and found that he seemed to be taking photos of pandas, but in fact, the photos were all of his daughter.

His photography skills are surprisingly good.

Tang Hua: @Cen Lian, let's go together. If you go too, I can make an excuse that I am going to work overtime.

Cen Lian: ...

Cen Lian: OK.

Yuan Chenxi: Then we still need one more person. Is Forensic Doctor Lin coming?

Forensic Doctor Lin did not reply.

Cen Lian: It seems that he is the same as you. He uses private WeChat during holidays. Unless there are not enough people for the script-killing, he will not log in to the work WeChat.

Yuan Chenxi: It seems that I can only wait for another passerby.

Cen Lian: No, I will call someone for you.

After sending this WeChat message, he called Wu Qiushan.

"Go out, don't ask where you are going."

Wu Qiushan responded, and sure enough, he didn't ask where he was going.

Cen Lian sent him a location. Half an hour later, Tang Hua and Wu Qiushan appeared at the entrance of the mall one after another, both of them looked relieved that they finally escaped from home.

"Brother Yue, why do you also look like you finally escaped?" Tang Hua was a little confused.

Wu Qiushan chuckled and took out his mobile phone to show Tang Hua a video.

In the video, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men with bulging bellies sitting in Wu Qiushan's house, drinking and singing, and some were crying bitterly. The scene was once very chaotic.

"What are they doing?" Tang Hua was shocked.

Cen Lian, who arrived later, answered his doubts for him.

"These are all old comrades of Brother Yue's father. Every gathering is organized by his father. Every year, a group of people drink and eat to reminisce about the past. My father used to go there all the time, but later he couldn't stand it anymore, so he started to find excuses to go out with my mother to eat and watch movies."

Tang Hua looked at the decibels in Wu Qiushan's video that were enough to pierce the eardrums and agreed deeply.

Yuan Chenxi soon appeared with a friend of hers, and was also stunned when she saw Wu Qiushan.

"Brother Yue, you are actually willing to play script killing too?" Her eyes widened.

Wu Qiushan then realized why Cen Lian called him out.

"Whatever, anything is fine." Wu Qiushan looked casual.

Yuan Chenxi's friend couldn't help laughing after knowing the occupations of Cen Lian and the other three.

"This is the first time I play a script-killing game with four policemen," the girl named He Xue said with a smile, "Let's go. This time we have a ten-person game. Chenxi has wanted to play this game for a long time, but she has never been able to gather enough people. This time, she finally got five people to play this game, so she also found a way to gather five people."

Tang Hua went there happily.

Cen Lian didn't play many script-killing games, but he hadn't done positive reasoning for a long time, so he was actually looking forward to it.

At least when playing script-killing games, he didn't have to pursue the cause.

Half an hour later, Cen Lian fell into silence as he looked at the murderer's book in his hand.

Very good, he knew who the murderer was in advance again, and he didn't know his complete method of committing the crime.

This time, there were exactly five men and five women who came out to play the script-killing game. Cen Lian looked across and found that they were a group of college students with clear and stupid eyes.

I always feel that it will be difficult for Yuan Chenxi to play a perfect script-killing game as she wished.

For example...

Not long after the beginning, Wu Qiushan habitually began to analyze the items left at the crime scene, and soon found several bugs in the book.

After a while, Tang Hua suddenly began to subconsciously pick out loopholes in other people's words, one by one.

When the story was halfway through, Wu Qiushan suddenly looked at Cen Lian.

"You haven't told me your intuition until now, which means you are the murderer." He said confidently, as if he was very sure of it.

Finally, this ten-person book was over in just three hours.

Cen Lian covered his head and said, "I think it was a mistake for us to come out to play the script-killing game."

Yuan Chenxi looked satisfied.

"This script is really interesting. I just think that the murderer in reality would not come up with such a complicated operation," she looked at Cen Lian, "At least Captain Cen would definitely not use such a stupid method."

"That's right," Cen Lian pushed the script aside, "With so many complicated operations, it's too much luck to succeed."

He raised his head and tried to stretch his neck, and his mouth just opened and closed again.

There were text bubbles floating in from the open door, as if mocking him for playing script killing during the holiday.

[Name: Yu Xiuying]

[Gender: Female]

[Age: 58 years old]

[Criminal record: 8 days ago, Du Lingling was abducted in Kang'an City

97 days ago, Jia Qi was abducted in Kang'an City

221 days ago, Yang Yu was abducted in Ziyun City

476 days ago, He Ruiming was abducted in Ziyun City]

[Prison record: 5669 days ago, he was imprisoned for human trafficking]

Cen Lian looked at the figure dressed as a cleaner who flashed past the door, and suddenly felt that this script killing was better not to play.