Risking their lives to solve the case, criminals all over the network are going crazy

Shooting club.

Young people come a lot, but there are also many middle-aged and elderly people, especially some gun enthusiasts. They all have a few shots and have a hobby of addiction.

No, this sentence sounds a little crooked.

Put me down, this is not a shuttle to kindergarten.

The old rules, show your identity.

This special industry is much stricter than the management of general restaurants and playgrounds.

Anyone who comes to shoot must not only buy a ticket, but also need to verify their identity documents.

Then register, receive the gun, and register one by one.

In order to leave traces, in case of any case, at least one more channel to investigate, to supervise.

At the shooting site, there are special instructors at the firing point.

The first is to guide the use of firearms and the entire process.

The second is to act as a security officer to prevent guests from injuring people with guns.

Moreover, each gun is locked with a wire rope, and the range that can be fired is basically the range in front.

Like in Hong Kong films, I often see the shot, holding the gun to the ear and the muzzle to the ceiling.

Wrong, correct posture, that is holding the gun with both hands, naturally drooping, placed at the waist level, muzzle facing down.

However, it is not easy to open such a club.

The boss knows that the police investigate the case and cooperates very sensibly.

After all, the people who really play with guns are these in uniform.

Business information for one year, guest list.

That's tens of thousands.

One person is three hundred yuan at a time, and the annual operating income is several million at the bottom.

Gee, compared to those online writers, you can make a lot of money.

When Li Sansi saw the thick registration information, he instantly lost interest, raised his eyes to look at Liu Yu, and gave Liu Yu a look.

Liu Yu shook his head, fortunately he had a hanging, and he never forgot, otherwise he would have to see vomiting blood.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

The boss looked at the speed of Liu Yu's flipping, swallowed his saliva, and his eyes widened.

Brother, are you sure you are watching? I probably drank a lot of fake bars last night.

This is not at all the speed of a normal person to flip through the information.

But Li Sansi has long experienced Liu Yu's speed, and it is not strange.

This is slower than looking through the file before.

However, it still stunned the boss.

A few minutes later, Liu Yu's eyes were suddenly stunned, and his brows wrinkled.

Because, he saw a person's name.

Ye Ning!

Zheng Yinian's nephew!

Oh roar, it's a coincidence, is it also a shooting enthusiast.

And also VIP customers.

Two hundred pages of customer shooting registration records.

In less than twenty minutes, I read it all.

"What did you find?" Li Sansi asked.

"Zheng Yinian's nephew, Ye Ning, has come to the club a total of fifty times."

Fifty times?

What concept, at least four times a month.

The boss is directly stupid, more than 10,000 lists, just read it like this, and can you remember who came and how many times?

It sounds simple, but it's hard to do.

Without a few brushes, you really can't do the police.

The boss said with a smile: "Fifty times is a lot, but it is not the most, we have some customers, on average, once in three days, more than a hundred times a year." "

Is playing with guns addictive?

Is it true?

The answer is true.

With each hit, the brain rewards a substance called dopamine.

Once this substance is lowered to a certain level, people will feel uncomfortable and will want to seek this reward.

For example, people who like to play games, Confucius can't help himself immediately pick up his mobile phone to open the game, take an MVP, take a super god, and fly the whole scene, that feeling is different.

Also, liking to read novels is also a dopamine reward.

Therefore, games, novels can be addictive.

It is essentially an addiction to dopamine.

There is no way to quit, there is, that is, exercise, transfer the way to get dopamine rewards, replace it with exercise, such as running, fitness...

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Back from the shooting club.

Liu Yu was sitting in the office, the sunlight shining through the window, spread on Liu Yu's slightly pale face, and he closed his eyes.

The whole case was revisited.

Murder in the Chamber of Secrets.

The deceased was shot dead at one o'clock in the morning, and the bullet hit Zheng Yinian's temple through the window, killing him with one shot.

In a tree not far from the penthouse, a drone caught in a branch was found.

By analyzing drone data, there is no buyer information, know that each drone has a special number.

Just like a car, there is a frame number at the glass front window in the driving position.

This is the vehicle's unique identification code, as does the engine.

It's amazing that the drone's data has been erased, and this person is still a computer whiz.

It should have been processed as soon as it was bought.

What's more, the fingerprints on the drone were all erased.

Too meticulous.

Could it be that the murderer also predicted that the drone would be caught in a tree?

A bunch of question marks above Liu Yu's head.

There is also a big doubt, how the murderer managed to shoot so accurately, which is very confusing.

Even if it was himself, he was not sure that he would hit the target with a gas nail gun at a distance of fifty meters.

The weight of ordinary bullets and the weight of air nail gun bullets are several times different, although very light, but in the air for a distance, small errors, after reaching the destination will become a huge impossible.

The so-called loss is a thousand miles.

There is also a possibility that the murderer ... Open hang!

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I can only continue to explore the existing clues.

Zheng Yinian's nephew, Ye Ning.

Male, 28 years old, sales manager. He looks white and fat, and he looks harmless to humans and animals.

This is a sample shop, a storefront in the high street, purely a display store of the factory, used to attract customers.

Ye Ning saw... Liu Yu, a police officer in a wheelchair, was still stunned for a moment.

So spelled?

Pale, a little emaciated, and lame to handle the case?

Liu Yu complained in his heart: "·· Lao Tzu is not lame, just numb.

"Went to Zheng Yinian's house yesterday?" Liu Yu asked.

Ye Ning nodded: "Listen to my mother call and say, my uncle committed suicide, I will go to see, there must always be a love for the world."

"After that, I left first, because there was a customer waiting for me, so I came back first."

The corners of Liu Yu's mouth raised: "Mr. Ye is a gun enthusiast?"

Ye Ning raised his eyebrows: "Well, I play occasionally, but I don't play well." "

The micro-expression psychology skill is on.

At the same time, Liu Yu also observed Ye Ning's tone of speech, facial expressions, and hand and foot movements.

No lying!

During the whole questioning, Ye Ning did not act like a liar.

And on the night of the crime, he was with his wife, could it be that three more people came to assassinate him in the middle of the night?

Hiss~~~~

Liu Yu took a breath of cold air.

Looking at a layer of water mist outside the window, which is a condensation phenomenon, he touched the glass with his hand, and this layer of condensation was outside.

Liu Yu's eyebrows furrowed, and his face sank.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

I see!

The murderer has been misleading the police.