Dozo America

On a road leading to the outskirts, a luxurious Mercedes-Benz car was heard whose front was smashed. The cab and rear door of the car were open, and there were still blood stains on the seats.

"This is the scene of the murder. In accordance with your request, we have cordoned off the place and preserved the original appearance of the crime."

A New York police chief explained to Sarah as he walked over.

"Who is the murderer?"

Sarah stood next to the car, then stuck her head into the cab and asked.

"I don't know, but what we can be sure of is that it must be one of the people participating in the auction!" The police chief spread his hands, "We reviewed the surveillance video, but I'm not sure who it will be. There are no witnesses at the scene.

, or even if there are witnesses, they will not come forward to testify! Who wants to cause trouble? "

"The driver got out of the car and was beaten to death?"

"Yes, Sir Shockman was killed in the car. Based on the ballistics and the remaining bullet casings, it was speculated that it might be a Smith & Wesson 22A small-caliber pistol. The murderer fired three shots, two of which hit the driver.

Sir Shockman was shot. It appeared at the scene that a bottle of wine that Shockman had just bought was missing! There was no other financial loss!"

The Sheriff looked at Sarah.

"Moreover, judging from the traces left on the car, it should be a BMW car, the latest model produced! That's it. If we need to do anything, we are always here!"

Sarah nodded, retracted her body from the car, raised her head and observed the surrounding situation. It was a very empty road with few trees.

"It seems that the murderer is a male! His age should not be more than thirty years old. Judging from the missing items, the murderer came here for his bottle of wine that was purchased at auction."

Sarah observed and made reasonable guesses.

"And he's left-handed!"

Zhen Fan, who was leaning against the car and taking photos of the scenery with his mobile phone, added with a smile.

"left handed?"

The police chief and Sarah both looked at Zhen Fan in confusion.

"Look at his footprints. There are two people's footprints on the ground. One is the driver's. Judging from the situation where the driver fell to the ground, it is this pair, and the murderer's must be the other pair. The location of the bullet casing just described by the police chief

, just to the left of this pair of footprints. Of course, you can also check the hospital's medical records."

"Why do we need to check medical records?"

Sarah stared at Zhen Fan, this question was a bit puzzling.

"Look at this!"

Zhen Fan picked up something from the crack of the cab door. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see anything.

"What is this? Hair? Does it belong to the murderer?"

Sarah looked closer and saw that it was a hair.

"I think so. The owner of this hair is suffering from a kind of mental torture, which may make him hysterical from time to time. From this hair, we can see his health status and his

He is the kind of person who overuses his brain. Think about it, that kind of profession requires such a person to overuse his brain. And his age!”

"Overuse? Thirty or so?" Sarah pondered.

"Who is he?" The police chief obviously had a strange feeling about this guy who didn't have a police rank and was talking at length.

"Special Advisor to the CBI."

Sarah replied.

"Be careful, he is a psychic! If you don't let him cause trouble for you, don't say bad things about him!" After investigating from all around, Linna came over and happened to hear it, so she interjected.

"Psychic medium? God!"

The Sheriff shrugged his shoulders and became silent, becoming somewhat suspicious of Sarah.

"Have you personally asked him about this?"

Linna had a gloating smile and rolled her eyes at Zhen Fan.

"I heard what you said!"

Zhen Fan pointed at Linna.

Lina shrugged and tilted her head, showing that she didn't care. She was not afraid of Zhen Fan.

"Lina. Go and investigate the psychiatric record of a man in his thirties who recently visited the hospital." Sarah decided to send Linna away. "There are all the sales groups of this type of BMW cars that are suitable for this."

Age level. If the two overlap and compare, I believe the range will be much smaller!"

"Okay, boss!" Lina nodded. This is a hard job, and the scope is very large. It is basically a clumsy method that is more laborious, but it is also more effective.

"Wait a minute, Linna!" Zhen Fan stopped her, "I suggest you narrow the scope a little bit. This man drives a good car, is an overactive person, and is only about thirty years old.

Have you heard of it? Which industry has the highest sudden death rate in the brain-using industry in the United States? Just go to Silicon Valley and you will know."

"What's the meaning?"

Lina looked at him, and Sarah turned back and stared at him.

"There must be someone who meets the qualifications of this profession!" Zhen said, looking around with her eyes, looking a little careless and looking like a master.

Seeing Zhen Fan like this, Sarah was a little angry. She pulled Zhen Fan aside, far away from the policemen, and whispered to Zhen Fan: "Don't engage in reasoning, I brought you here and you should

You know what I'm doing. Can't you use your... so-called abilities to directly find the murderer? Where are the others, where is the murder pistol? Where is the bottle of wine? God... what on earth do you want?

What to do?"

When Sarah talks, it’s a long list.

Zhen Fan shrugged, then frowned.

"Sarah, don't you think you enjoy it more when you use your brain than when you use your abilities? If everything becomes so simple, what fun is there?"

"Oh my god..." Sarah held her hands in claws and scratched hysterically a few times in front of her, "Okay, okay, Zhen, please do me a favor. Tell me what you want, and we'll exchange it."

!”

Zhen Fan smiled, suddenly took Sarah's head and kissed her cheek.

"I don't need anything. I like to see you looking so serious, Sarah. Serious women are very beautiful. Don't lose this!"

Zhen Fan said, and then began to make seals with his palms.

There is a lot of his inner energy in that bottle of wine. No matter where he is, he can feel it. Although the time has been a long time and the place may be far away, even if he cannot determine the specific location, he can still feel it.

The direction is okay.

The souls of the driver and Shockman can no longer be found. Their consciousness is not strong enough, so they cannot appear in the form of consciousness. There is no way to ask, so we can only start with our own bottle of wine. Since the goal is wine, then find the wine

, just find someone to beat!

"How about it?"

Seeing Zhen Fan open his eyes, Sarah asked nervously.

"Maybe we came to the wrong place!" Zhen Fan smiled helplessly.

"What?"

Sarah was stunned.

"I can feel that the murderer has left New York. If I didn't feel wrong, he should be in California. It seems that we are going back!" Zhen Fan said again.

"I trust you!"

Sarah didn't hesitate this time. This made Zhen Fan a little touched. Although Sarah had some problems with Zhen Fan's attitude, her trust in Zhen Fan had not diminished, but was getting stronger.

"Guys, let's go!" Sarah greeted Ren and Linna, who was in the car using a laptop to check the Internet, "Go back to Los Angeles!"

"What are they doing here?"

The police sergeant was stunned when he saw Sara, who didn't even say hello, and others walked away. Then he murmured: "She believes what the psychic said? She's really crazy!"

But Sarah couldn't hear what he said, and she wasn't crazy. She believed in Zhen Fan. This was a sense of trust that nothing could replace.

"Lina, is there any result?"

Sarah and her group got off the plane and went directly to the Bureau of Investigation's office.

"I have found some. According to the conditions, I eliminated some, and there are about four people left who meet the criteria. Two are doctors, but they are not in California, and one is a scientist who has been recruited into NASA. He has not been there for a long time.

Pavement. The last one is in Silicon Valley!”

"Stop, investigate that guy in Silicon Valley immediately!"

Sarah motioned to Lina to stop.

"Check this person's address!"

Linna typed on the keyboard, and then said excitedly: "He was caught. Sam Stout, 31 years old, a famous software development engineer in Silicon Valley, was once arrested for invading the FBI security network and entered the jail.

He spent one and a half years in prison. After he was released from prison, he continued to work as an engineer in Silicon Valley and founded his own software company!"

“Quite qualified!”

Zhen Fan nodded.

Sarah saw Zhen Fan nodding and immediately said: "Check the entry and exit information of California airports, trains or ships in the past few days to see if he has been to New York and what time it was."

Linna immediately checked online. After a while, she cheered.

"I found it. The time I went to New York was four days ago and the time I came back was last night. It matches very well."

Sarah immediately stood up and clapped her hands.

"Alright, Ren, get the field agents ready and let's set off together." Sarah said loudly, "Lina, locate his address immediately. I'll apply for an arrest warrant and let's go!"

Suddenly everyone in the office became busy, like a gust of wind.

"What about me? What can I do?"

Zhen Fan spread his hands and said to Sarah.

"Follow me, stay with me!" Sarah handed him a body armor, "Put it on!"

"God, I hate wearing this!"

Zhen Fan curled his lips.

Sarah didn't talk nonsense to him, she just pulled off the body armor and put it on Zhen Fan, regardless of whether it was comfortable for him or not.

"Follow me, the other person has a gun. You stay in the car later and we go catch him!" Sarah said, dragging Zhen Fan towards the stairs.

Several police cars roared and sped out of the courtyard of the Bureau of Investigation, heading in the direction of Silicon Valley...