Mystery Hunter

She stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked down. There were several old people playing cards in the cool of the street lamp. She stood blankly for a few minutes, then turned her head and came to the center of the rooftop. There are a lot of things on the roof, some people put the sundries on it, there are bicycles, there are all kinds of garbage, and most importantly, someone put up a clothes rack on the roof.

The height of the drying rack is not high, and the supports at both ends are several wooden boards and various sundries. There are four or five single clothes hanging on the hanger at the moment, and there is no wind at all.

She lifted a plastic bag beside her and took out a few red candles from the plastic bag. She placed the candles in eight positions centered on the drying rack, and then carefully lit the candles. The long fire was burning vigorously on the rooftop where there was no wind at all, and the faint fire illuminated the clothes drying rack.

She expressionlessly took out a knife from the plastic bag. The blade of the blade glowed brightly, giving people a feeling of coldness on a sultry summer night.

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

She made three deep cuts in her wrist, and blood dripped down her wrist. She took out another note from the plastic bag and let her blood drip on the note. Then she lit the note with the flame of a candle.

The note was surrounded by flames. She looked at the note with a strange smile on her face.

Finally, she glanced at the drying rack and staggered over.

A strand of red dress floated on the rooftop.

The night is like water, and the rain is coming.

The weather forecast said it would rain the next day. The resident, Aunt Li, saw that the weather was sultry, but a breeze suddenly blew in the middle of the night. She remembered that she was still drying clothes on the roof, and she was afraid that it would be too late to collect the clothes the next day. Aunt Li, who was all sweaty, got up from the bed. She shook a palm fan and walked out of the house, and slowly came to the rooftop.

The dark clouds are rolling, the breeze is blowing, the night is terrifying, and the night is terrifying.

The coolness hit, and Aunt Li was very comfortable. She put the paddle fan aside and walked to the hanger. Under the breeze, the single clothes danced on the hangers.

The long red dress looked particularly dazzling in the slightest light. This was not Aunt Li's clothes. As a middle-aged woman, this color is really not suitable. Aunt Li thought that this should be someone else's clothes, so she didn't think much about it. Seeing that the rainstorm could come at any time, Aunt Li couldn't help speeding up her pace.

Suddenly, her foot stumbled, and she lowered her head to identify it carefully, only to find that it was a candle that had been extinguished.

The glowing red half of the candle was stuck to the ground, which made her feel a little dazed, and she couldn't help thinking of all kinds of weird legends.

She decided to pack her clothes early and go home to sleep.

one piece.

two pieces.

Until the red dress in the middle.

Aunt Li stretched out her hand to remove the dress at the back, and when she turned around to get the red dress, she saw a human head.

The eyes of this head rolled up, and the eyes were full of whites.

The red dress fluttered in the breeze.

Aunt Li felt that her legs were as hard to move as if they were filled with lead. She stared at the head blankly, not daring to exhale. She finally saw the scene in front of her clearly, what is this wearing a red dress, this is a woman wearing a red dress hanging on a drying rack.

There was lightning in the sky, followed by thunder.

In the brief light, Aunt Li raised her hands when she saw the female corpse. Her hands were twisted and stretched forward, as if to catch Aunt Li, who was already slumped on the ground. Aunt Li's eyes darkened, and this time she couldn't see anything.

Jiang He also heard the thunder, and he left the exhausted sow that he had tortured and walked to the window.

It looks like it's going to rain heavily in Longcheng.

A week later, on August 11th, it rained.

A woman is holding an umbrella and looking at the man running in the rain, she has nothing to love at the moment.

This woman's name is Shui Xinlan. She is twenty years old this year. She is a sophomore student at Longcheng University in the distance. She is a writer of online novels and a tenant of Jiang He. At this moment, the landlord gave her a task, which was to use a stopwatch to record the time Jiang He ran a lap.

At this moment, Jiang He ran over.

"How many seconds?" Jiang He asked.

"Fifteen seconds." Shui Xinlan replied.

Jiang He nodded, rushed up to the second floor, changed into a pair of clothes, and then walked into the rain curtain.

After a while, Jiang He rushed back: "How many seconds."

"Thirty-two seconds." Shui Xinlan replied.

Jiang He nodded and went up to the second floor again. When he came down, he was in new clothes again.

Shui Xinlan put forward his own opinion: "I said the landlord, I wash all your clothes, are you trying to get along with me?"

Jiang He stopped and said, "First of all, you exchanged the labor of doing laundry for a rent of 200 yuan. There is a professional laundry in Longcheng University, and the price is cheap, only 2 yuan per piece. I wash two pieces a day, Thirty days is 120 yuan, and there are still 80 yuan left, so you earn my 80 yuan. Besides, strictly speaking, I will never wash 60 pieces of clothes in a month, plus the time factor, You're still making money without losing."

Shui Xinlan looked at Jiang He's serious look, and finally defeated: "You continue, but I'm just curious, what the **** are you doing."

Jiang He pointed to the sky and said, "In the case of constant precipitation, I would like to understand, if a person does not have an umbrella and does not plan to avoid the rain, how does he run for a short distance? Do you get less rain on your clothes when you come back, or do you get less rain on your way back?"

Hearing this, Shui Xinlan's chin almost fell to the ground: "Okay, landlord, your hobby is quite elegant. Science needs your spirit, but I want to ask if you have researched any results."

Jiang He shook his head: "There are too few samples, and our time interval is too short, so from the current point of view, the rain on the clothes is similar. However, if the sample is increased, I think the result will definitely be at a certain node. There's a huge difference. Not to mention, the precipitation of even precipitation can't be guaranteed after a while."

With that said, Jiang He ran into the rain again.

Shui Xinlan looked at Jiang He, who was like a madman, and couldn't help but sighed in her heart that the man of the Japanese pig is really powerful.

In addition to Shui Xinlan, many of the surrounding neighbors were also watching Jiang He's actions at home. Jiang He Er Silly~zi's actions undoubtedly added a lot of fun to these people. Just imagine on a rainy day, who wouldn't want to sit by the window with a cup of coffee and watch the idiots running back and forth in the rain.

However, at this time, the neighbors heard the siren from far and near.

Jiang He stopped running. Looking at the police car in the rain, the license plate number of the police car appeared in his mind for the first time. So Jiang He knew that this was Wang Chao's car. Wang Chao came in a police car, and Jiang He had a 90% probability that Wang Chao had come to discuss business affairs with himself, not to "reminisce" with him.

So Jiang He stood at the door, waiting for Wang Chao to arrive. If the monk could hide from the temple, Jiang He lived here. Since Wang Chao had found it, he probably had most of his information. Jiang He had a 90% probability that the reason why Wang Chao came back was to take him back for interrogation.

The neighbors watched the police car parked in front of Jiang He's house through the window, and couldn't help but worry in their hearts: "Damn, this kid is really on the road of **** other people's sows."

Wang Chao stepped out of the police car, stomped his feet, shook the rain on his hat, and stood in front of Jiang He.

"How did you get like this?" Wang Chao couldn't help but ask as he looked at the wet Jiang He.

Jiang He pouted, "I did some small experiments."

Wang Chao nodded, no matter what Jiang He did, Wang Chao would not be surprised.

He looked at Shui Xinlan beside him: "Your girlfriend?"

Shui Xinlan blushed: "What, they have a boyfriend."

Jiang He said solemnly, "No, she is my tenant."

"Tenant?" Wang Chao scratched his head.

Jiang He said, "That's right, this house is mine. But from your words, you don't know this. In other words, you don't have any information about me. Then you don't want to arrest me. Mine. But if you didn't come to catch me, what's the matter with you?"

"You came in a police car." Jiang He pointed at the police car: "You can't use the bus privately unless you are at work. Besides, you are also driving the siren, so I have a 90% probability that You are in office. But you are not here to arrest me, judging from the current information..."

Wang Chao suddenly laughed: "Then you can guess what I'm here for."

Jiang He looked at Wang Chao, and said without hesitation, "You don't arrest me, but I have a 90% probability that you are here to ask me for help, so you come here. find me, right?"

Wang Chao shook his head: "This time you guessed wrong. It's not that I want to ask you for help, but someone else."

"Others?" Jiang He asked.

Wang Chao said solemnly, "Jiang He, do you want to become a police officer?"

Hearing Wang Chao's words, Jiang He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he didn't even know. He had taken the city police recruitment exam five times, but he had never passed the exam until he could no longer take the exam due to age restrictions. Exam, so I started to do experiments at home.

But now, Wang Chao actually gave him such a chance.

"You can make me a police officer?" Jiang He asked.

Wang Chao shook his head: "I don't have such power, but there is one person who has it. Can't remember the person I told you before."

"The one who can read people's hearts?" Jiang He responded quickly, "He came to Longcheng?"

Wang Chao opened the car door, and he got in: "Yes, he is going to set up a special task force, and he will select some people from the countless outstanding police officers in the country to become its team members. If you can pass, as long as you have no previous convictions, You can be a police officer."

"Come?"

Wang Chao asked.

Jiang He was already in the car.

"drive."

Wang Chao smiled.

The car gradually disappeared into the rain.

The preparations for the formation of the task force went on for a week. When everything was ready, the director suddenly handed himself a note, telling him that he must receive this person. Wang Chao didn't understand at the time, who made the famous Shao Lao so important.

But after seeing the familiar name on the note, Wang Chao understood.