The Monster I Was Redeemed

Ai Liang fiddled with the water pipe, and even in the middle of the night, Wang Zi's house did not have water, just to prevent him from continuing to burn and use the sewer to burn the gloves into residue and wash them away.

Thanks to him, the Wang Zi family went out to eat and take a bath tonight.

Because the gloves are made of cotton, throwing them directly into the public toilet is likely to cause blockages and there are surveillance cameras around, so it is better to find other places to dispose of the gloves.

Wang Zi tiptoed to the living room and put his head on his parents' door. After hearing the sound of even breathing, he turned on the small lamp beside the door, put on his sneakers, and gently opened the security door and left.

He didn't dare to walk through the main entrance of the community, and clumsily climbed out from the side railing.

Maybe it was because he was doing something bad, Wang Zi would look back after walking a hundred or two meters, always feeling as if someone was following him.

After taking a few steps and turning back, on the way, he even woke up a homeless sleeping on a bench. To be precise, the two were startled by each other.

After lingering for nearly two hours, he finally came to a waste recycling station.

He was finally smart for a time instead of throwing the gloves directly near the house and running here.

If the police suspect him, they will definitely call the surrounding surveillance and rummage through the trash can.

Even if the trash cans are cleared by garbage trucks every morning, the police can still find the dump.

And in order to prevent residents from littering, most of the trash cans are monitored. He sneakily took out a black plastic from his pocket and threw it in, not to tell the police that I had a problem.

In contrast, although the waste recycling station is not large, it is often visited by people who pick up rubbish. He only needs to throw the gloves here, and it will be used by the scavengers early in the morning. It is reasonable to wear gloves when picking up rubbish. Right?

Who would have thought that those gloves would be a tool for murder.

Another point is that this pair of gloves was secretly taken from the warehouse of his own supermarket, and there is no purchase record at all. It is even more difficult to identify the murderer by screening people who have recently purchased gloves.

Not to mention these, it is not certain whether the glasses can clear the suspicion. Maybe the criminal police directly convicted the glasses because they could not find other suspects.

Thinking of this, Wang Zi felt relieved and threw the garbage bag in through the iron gate and left.

What Wang Zi didn't know was that the glasses were not at school at all last night, and the police had locked him down through Gao Jiajia's interpersonal relationship.

After Wang Zi left, Ai Liang walked to the gate of the waste recycling, but he did not go in to pick up the bag.

All of Wang Zi's anti-reconnaissance abilities come from the details in that novel. Except for the details described in detail in the book, he is an impulsive idiot who commits crimes.

Have you ever thought that there will be fingerprints on garbage bags?

I don't know how to wipe it with clothes before throwing it away.

Ai Liang looked at his leaving back and shook her head.

According to Ai Liang's previous judgment, he knew to wear gloves when committing the crime; he knew to cut off the monitoring power;

At first, Ai Liang was worried that Wang Zi was a criminal with high IQ and would wait for the opportunity to destroy evidence, so that the police could not convict him even if they knew that he was the murderer.

After I met Wang Zi and read his brain, I found out that he is an ordinary teenager who can be seen everywhere, and those details are all from novels.

Thinking of this, Ai Liang doesn't care much. In Ai Liang's opinion, as long as the police use a little interrogation method, he can make him voluntarily plead guilty. I told Xia Qinian that the police can catch the murderer within a week. The police are really looking down on the police, acquaintances There are traces of the crime, and he will be arrested this weekend at the most.

Having said that, Ai Liang still didn't leave, he planned to stay here all night.

Only the office and warehouse are under surveillance in the waste recycling station, so it doesn't matter even if Wang Zi climbs over the wall and comes in, the fool will have a chance. Not good.

In the middle of the night now, most of the criminal police are resting. It would be a big deal to call the police just for a person who went to the waste recycling station in the middle of the night and threw a bag of garbage.

After all, others don't know that the bag contains a crime tool, and Ai Liang has no evidence to prove it, so let's wait until dawn today.

Ai Liang took out his mobile phone. Yesterday, there was not much power left in standby all day. He found a mobile phone charging box nearby, scanned the code to pay, and put the mobile phone on the charging board.

Too lazy to pick the ground, I just sat on the chair near the charging box and quietly waited for the morning to come.

......

The sky is bright, the Criminal Police.

"I brought you breakfast. First, drink a cup of tea to refresh yourself."

"thanks."

The officer Wang who brought Xia Qinian to the Criminal Police Team said without looking up.

"You have to check the monitoring early in the morning. The technical department is really hard."

Another detective chief sighed. He put the buns on the table and stood behind Officer Wang with a cup of tea.

"It's not early in the morning. I didn't sleep at all. Team Shi gave me a death order. When he came to the team today, he must see the relevant video of the suspect."

Officer Wang's eyes were bloodshot, and he manipulated the mouse with his right hand to zoom in and out of certain details of the video.

"Who asked you to bring Xia Qinian in yesterday so that you can run into Team Shi without dying, whoever you don't."

Listening to the voice of schadenfreude behind him, Officer Wang's face was downcast, and there was suffering.

"Okay, what key evidence did Team Stone find yesterday? It's impossible for you to check and monitor if you don't have any features, right?" Standing behind him, his colleague sat down beside him.

"Lao Zhang extracted two kinds of red and white fabrics from the victim's nails, one was in line with the gloves worn by the prisoner, and the other could only be inferred to be some kind of decoration on his hands, and the victim was struggling. In the process of catching the murderer, it may be that the grasping force was too small, or that the skin tissue cells were not extracted through the clothes."

Officer Wang left the computer and put two drops of eye lotion in his eyes, leaning on the chair and closing his eyes.

"Don't most of the students take off their school uniforms on a hot day, and it's hard to find them with bare arms?"

"It's hard to find it, but these nearly 1,000 students and teachers are almost blind when they see each other. You don't know how to come and help. It can be done in a few hours with two more people."

The colleague looked at Officer Wang with contempt, as if looking at a broom star: "Come on, who dares to help you at this time, isn't that making it clear that you are working against Team Shi? You can't finish this job alone. "

"The whole technical department has been implicated by you. I heard that Captain Shi caught someone and it was a training session. Fortunately, I asked for leave yesterday."

The colleague is very glad that he escaped the disaster by asking for leave, and now he is full of superiority, and he did not notice that the police officer Wang next to him was biting his lip as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"Oh? So you feel lucky?"

"That's not it, I gave him the nickname Lucky Star..."

The colleague was holding a teacup and was about to taunt the unfortunate police officer Wang, but suddenly realized that the voice was coming from behind, and the voice was a little familiar.

He rubbed himself up from his chair and stood in a military posture.

"Gao Bin, you seem to be quite busy. You were drinking tea with a cup of tea here in the early morning. I thought which leader came over to inspect."

The icy voice came from behind, making Gao Bin sweat in cold sweat, and he didn't even dare to turn around. Officer Wang next to him tried his best to hold back his laughter.

"Wang Xun, have you finished the comparison?"

Compared with Captain Gao Binshi, who just returned, it is more related to the monitoring comparison results here.

"Yes! According to the victim's relationship, the target has been locked!"

Officer Wang replied loudly without laughing.

"Then..."

Buzz, buzz.

The vibrating sound of the phone interrupted Captain Shi's words.

He frowned and picked up the phone, saw Xia Qinian's name, and didn't want to hang up directly.

Buzz, buzz.

"Go out to eat with steamed buns, don't make the whole room smelly."

Wang Xun and Gao Bin immediately slipped out with their steamed buns as if they had been granted amnesty.

After the two were separated, Captain Shi picked up the phone again, this time it was an unfamiliar number.

"I'm Shi Feng, who is it?"

"Captain Shi, I'm Ai Liang, I may have found the crime gloves, can I trouble you to bring someone here?"

......

The screen returns to the recycling bin.

Unlike the scavengers who are wearing tattered and dirty clothes around, Ai Liang who is standing at the entrance of the waste recycling station is very eye-catching.

Neat and clean clothes, handsome and handsome face, incompatible with the surrounding scavengers.

Several people around kept their distance from Ai Liang with vigilant eyes, for fear that he was the kind of pervert who had nothing to do by bullying scavengers for fun.

An elderly hunchbacked old man walked over with a woven bag and kept a distance of two or three meters and asked, "Student girl, why don't you come here to study early in the morning?"

"Looking for something."

Ai Liang looked at the hunchback uncle, his eyes narrowed slightly, he felt that this person was a little familiar.

"This is the recycling bin. It's full of junk. What good things can you find? You're not here to do a happiness survey, are you? What is the old man and the old lady doing, hurry up and walk away, we don't know a liter of big characters, don't hinder us from picking up things."

The hunchback master noticed that Ai Liang's eyes thought he was despising him, and suddenly showed a wicked smile that was not very friendly, looking very wretched.

Ai Liang didn't speak. After seeing this wretched smile, he remembered who this person was. This wretched old man was the beggar who harassed Gao Jiajia in Wang Zi's memory.

But it was useless to remember, because he looked at the old man with squinted eyes, and the scavengers around him gathered quietly, as if he was worried that Ai Liang would become angry and make a move.

Ai Liang did not intend to entangle with them, but they had an attitude of expelling people.

At this moment, the sound of glasses suddenly came.

"Ai Liang, why are you here?"

Following the sound, a group of scavengers were all happy.

"Xiao Xu!"

"It's Zhihai back!"

"You were taken away by the police yesterday, are you okay?"

"That's right, if something happens, tell us that although our lives are worthless, we can't blame them for it!"

The scavengers who were still hostile to Ai Liang, regardless of gender, age, and age, gathered in front of the glasses and surrounded him, asking me every word.

"It's alright, it's alright. I took my life away from the dilapidated school. They just asked me to cooperate with the investigation."

Xu Zhihai touched the back of his head and smiled honestly at everyone.

"Huh! They don't have a good thing! It's not our turn for good things, and when something bad happens, we immediately think of us!" An elderly lady sneered bitterly.

"Grandma Liu, that's not the case. Someone killed someone with the lazy rope I picked up, so I asked me to investigate. Didn't I come back intact?"

Xu Zhihai held the old lady's hand and explained to him patiently.

"It's fortunate that you didn't have to go back yesterday to help me sort out the waste cardboard, otherwise they would definitely throw it on your head!"

"No, Grandma Liu, we have to believe that the police are right to invite me over. Don't be misled by guys with ulterior motives. They even invited me to dinner in the criminal police team yesterday. It was all meat and vegetables."

Xu Zhihai patiently explained to the people around him so that they would not have unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Zhihai, do you know that kid?"

The hunchbacked uncle, who was talking to Ai Liang at the beginning, seemed to have found his backbone and asked Ai Liang with his fingers rudely.

"Know, he is the student I told you who brought me pancakes every day."

Xu Zhihai quickly opened his mouth to resolve everyone's hostility towards Ai Liang.

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked at Ai Liang with a little less vigilance and a little more approval.

There are quite a few people who are willing to buy cakes for people like them these days, but they insist on buying them for two years. They have only heard of such one from Xu Zhihai in their entire life.

"Hey, it turns out that they are all acquaintances. The young man heard Zhihai say that you like reading books? I will ask Zhihai to send it to you in the future when grandma finds it."

Grandma Liu was the first to speak up and get closer.

"Remember to pick up the whole one, and don't give the junk to others."

A sloppy middle-aged man opened his mouth to remind.

Grandma Liu glared at him angrily.

While everyone was chatting around Xu Zhihai, the owner of the waste recycling station came.

"Let's give it up, let it all go, don't crowd in a bunch, and let no one walk!"

A sharp and arrogant voice penetrated the crowd.

When everyone stood on one side to separate a path, the owner of the voice nodded in satisfaction and passed through the middle like an emperor parading.

Familiar split head, familiar mustache and black leather bag.

The visitor was the old grandson whom Ai Liang had met in the breakfast shop before.

He was stunned when he saw Ai Liang, subconsciously touched his pocket, and he was relieved when he found that the phone was still there.