Let's start by analyzing the sun

The bloody massacre that occurred at the North Pagoda Freight Depot was not widely known to ordinary people, but it understandably caused a sensation throughout the entire Patrol Department.

After receiving a notice from headquarters, Squad Leader Liu Yidao immediately gathered a group of patrol officers and started a case discussion meeting.

A group of newcomers were given the opportunity to attend, as a way to learn about solving cases.

However, despite being newcomers, their treatment was quite different.

Xiong Yuan, Kang Ziyan, and other students could only sit in the back row of the meeting room, listening attentively and pretending to take notes.

Cheng Han, on the other hand, was given the qualification to attend as a member.

Liu Yidao briefly explained: "...There are a total of twenty-four victims, no injured... The murderer's methods were all one-hit kills... The crimes were committed in just twelve seconds, embodying the essence of speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy. This person is definitely a cold-blooded butcher who has killed countless people!"

Cheng Han quietly touched his chest.

Cold-blooded?

Nonsense!

His heart blood is warm, a complete warm man!

"...The Thirteenth Patrol Station, which was the first to discover the bloody case, urgently extracted some samples from the corpses and sent them to the Black Armor Army headquarters overnight.

"After multiple tracing by the 'Source Tracing Array'... it was confirmed that the murderer was Xiang Zhengqi, the deputy director of the Qinglin City Transportation Department..."

The meeting room erupted in an uproar.

Discussions immediately arose.

"This is impossible!"

"It's unlikely that a dignified deputy director would have a motive for the crime."

Cheng Han nodded lightly and gave his opinion for the first time: "There are countless methods in the extraordinary world that can turn a target into a puppet and then control the puppet to kill!"

He was just randomly selecting a "lucky audience member" to act as a "murderous blade", and he didn't think that the Patrol Department couldn't think of this.

Some patrol officers chimed in.

"Cheng Han is right!"

"I agree with Cheng Han's point of view!"

Liu Yidao raised his hand: "Quiet."

The noise disappeared.

Squad Leader Liu continued to explain: "The headquarters also collected a batch of Xiang Zhengqi's personal belongings and used the array to conduct a second tracing. The results showed that Xiang Zhengqi had disappeared.

"The headquarters' preliminary deduction is that Xiang Zhengqi was controlled by some powerful secret technique, slaughtered a group of Dark Fist Gang members, and then was tragically silenced. The real culprit is someone else.

"The headquarters conducted a comprehensive inspection of the scene, but unfortunately, the real culprit did not leave any clues..."

Squad Leader Liu stated the conclusion: "The headquarters believes that the real culprit is an extremely ferocious, extremely cunning, and extremely cautious murderous maniac who is familiar with the Patrol Department's methods of solving cases, which is why they chose Xiang Zhengqi as a puppet."

This sentence had three "extremely"s, enough to illustrate the Patrol Department's great fear of the murderer.

Everyone nodded together.

Cheng Han nodded particularly vigorously.

Indeed, too ferocious!

When I get fierce, even I'm afraid!

Squad Leader Liu took out a stack of paper: "This is a batch of quick sketches drawn by the headquarters' artists based on the situation at the crime scene. Everyone, pass them around."

The sketches were immediately distributed.

Cheng Han admired them and gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Extremely high degree of restoration!

Good skills!

Squad Leader Liu glanced around and said a routine sentence: "Everyone, talk about your opinions."

Honestly, for such a major case, a group of patrol officers were too lazy to spend too much effort, after all, even a fool knew that the headquarters would definitely take over the case personally.

It was just to cope with the task issued by the headquarters that the station had to hold a special meeting to discuss it, and then issue a written report to the person in charge of the headquarters.

No way.

This is bureaucracy!

The next ten seconds.

The meeting room was a bit cold.

Cheng Han thought for a moment and took the lead in breaking the silence: "Let me talk."

He actively and proactively offered advice for "catching himself": "Squad Leader, judging from the murderer's methods, this person is definitely not committing the crime for the first time. I suggest checking the previous unsolved cases, perhaps similar methods can be found."

Quickly flip through the case files!

Mr. Netherworld is waiting to appear!

Squad Leader Liu immediately gave praise: "Good idea!"

This guy also criticized the others: "You old timers usually have so much nonsense, why are you all acting like mutes now?"

Squad Leader Liu directly called out a name: "Ximen Qing, you are the patrol captain, you speak first!"

Ximen Qing habitually straightened his hair first before slowly opening his mouth and saying: "I personally think that this bloody case..."

Cheng Han glanced at Ximen Qing and quietly performed a deduction.

The illusion that emerged was a bit too shocking for a teenager.

Not playing chess.

But playing Dou Dizhu!

Cheng Han couldn't help but complain: "Collecting protection fees from chicken coops, and even new prostitutes have to go through his hands, this guy's main job is a pimp, and his side job is a patrol captain."

He unconsciously pondered how to secretly do something to link Ximen Qing to this bloody case.

At the very least, he had to strip this guy of his tiger skin and let him squat in jail for a few years to cultivate his kidneys and nourish his nature.

Humph!

Let you like playing Dou Dizhu!

Cheng Han listened for a while and felt a little bored, so he simply started doing his own thing: "Using the spiritual imprint captured by the Linghuan Remnant Seal as a correlation, deduce Xiang Zhengqi's situation."

From last night until now, he had performed several deductions.

The results showed:

After this unlucky fatty began his interdimensional wandering career, his vitality was quickly eroded by dark energy, and he unfortunately died after three minutes and seventeen seconds.

One hour and eighteen minutes later, some kind of invisible life "picked up" the shriveled corpse and made earth-shattering modifications to it.

From the above details, one can roughly glimpse the ecology of the Eternal Dark Plain.

In a word, thanks to Mr. Xiang's outstanding contributions, this interdimensional exploration experiment was a complete success.

At this time.

The illusion arrived as scheduled:

In the boundless black mist.

A monster with a nightmarish appearance was engaging in fierce intercourse with itself, the scene was unbearable to watch.

Soon.

It gave birth to a strangely shaped creature.

This thing's body was really difficult to describe in words, but it had a large head that looked exactly like Xiang Zhengqi.

Subsequently.

The illusion dissipated.

Cheng Han quietly pressed his stomach, stopping the stomach acid from continuing to churn, and muttered in his heart: "I am now tentatively considered an expert in studying other worlds, right? It's a pity that even the entire Tai'an Small Spirit Realm is difficult to find a second person who can communicate with."

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An hour later.

The discussion ended.

Liu Yidao waved his hand: "In the next two days, everyone will go out on patrol, focusing on inspecting crowded places and identifying suspicious people."

This was also one of the superficial articles to cope with the headquarters.

Including Cheng Han, a group of students each received tasks.

Long Xingyun was responsible for assigning tasks, quickly reading: "Huo An, Leng Chuanxu, you two take the newcomer Xiong Yan to patrol the eastern area of the jurisdiction..."

According to the list, Cheng Han followed senior patrol officers Sun Zhonghui and Wu Boqing, responsible for patrolling the western area.

A group of rookies listened in a daze.

Cheng Han instantly understood the inside story.

The areas where other newcomers went generally had no profits, or not much profit, only the western area was the most profitable area.

Patrol officers within five years of service generally had little opportunity to enter the western area.

And this was Liu Yidao's instruction.

Cheng Han touched his chin and muttered to himself: "Is this the internal ecology of the Qinglin City Patrol Department? Interesting!"

Not long after.

Cheng Han followed the other two patrol officers and arrived at a magnificent building - Jintai Clubhouse.

The female manager guarding the lobby handed over three red envelopes with great discernment.

Cheng Han glanced at them and instantly knew the contents.

Five silver coins!

Not too much, not too little.

Sun Zhonghui and Wu Boqing took their respective red envelopes, skillfully stuffed them into their pockets, and then turned to look at Cheng Han together.

Cheng Han naturally understood that this was a small test.

If he didn't accept it, he would be waiting for various overt and covert exclusions in the future.

He stared at the female manager's mature face and said to himself: "This broken thing involves Xiang Zhengqi, someone in the Political Affairs Hall wants to mess with this dead pervert's faction. That guy usually comes to Jintai Clubhouse a lot, you guys should restrain yourselves a bit recently."

This was the information deduced.

The female manager's face changed, and she quickly waved to her subordinates and whispered a sentence.

Soon.

Three larger red envelopes were sent over.

Cheng Han pinched the red envelope and nodded lightly.

Not bad!

Fifteen silver coins, five more than the other two.

He had no intention of resisting the general environment, and was too lazy to care about such small details, unless he could clean the entire Qinglin City from top to bottom, could he change the general environment.

Sun Zhonghui and Wu Boqing's expressions were extremely subtle.

Is this really a newcomer?

The level of skimming oil and water has reached this level, even the old timers who have been in the Patrol Department for most of their lives are probably only like this!

The clubhouse's hospitality was quite attentive, not only arranging a comfortable rest area, but also sending fruit platters, pastries, drinks, etc.

Cheng Han sat on the sofa for a while, and a slightly fat figure walked over.

The two looked at each other and were stunned together.

Cheng Han blurted out: "Uncle Qian, why are you here?"

This person was actually Qian Qingqing's father, Qian Yiqing. This guy had a faint fragrance on him, obviously he was messing around just now.

There will be a third update tonight.