The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

"Then about the rewards..." the superintendent's words brought Li Si back to reality.

"First of all, congratulations. From now on, you have a preparation. Although the position is still a criminology consultant."

Li Si nodded, which was expected.

Combined with previous drug gang and human trafficker incidents, he has proven his worth to the police.

"What's more, we will try our best to get you a medal, you can look forward to it." The superintendent blinked.

a medal...

Li Si was filled with emotion.

With such a rotten system, it's not easy for me to even get a medal.

"Also, about your movie."

Speaking of this, the police superintendent was also a little helpless: "I will explain to the people above, but someone will definitely ask you later, just answer truthfully."

Then there are some innocuous rewards, such as TV station invitations, news front pages, hot spring hotel coupons.

Finally, the superintendent said: "Oh yes, I heard that you have been nominated for the Golden Horse Awards, congratulations."

Although Liu Biao was caught, there are still many fish that slipped through the net.

The superintendent had a lot of work on his hands, so he left quickly after staying for a few minutes.

Bean Sprout carefully grabbed Li Si's coat corner: "Did we go ashore in vain?"

Li Si gave her a headache: "Don't talk nonsense."

Bean Sprout thought that you were encouraging others to lynch just now, so while Li Si wasn't paying attention, she stuck out her tongue at him.

Li Si ignored the girl, but focused on the new template.

As soon as he saw it for the first time, he was taken aback.

[Criminal Advisor (Legendary)]

After a few seconds, the font dissipated into black smoke, and then combined again.

【James Moriarty (Legendary)】

Professor Moriarty?

The legendary template turned out to be not "a certain kind" of criminals, but a single person.

The King of the London Underground, the Dark Emperor, the Napoleon of the criminal world, the enemy of Sherlock Holmes' destiny, the ex-culprit, the framer, the gray politician, the child prodigy, the astronomer...these are all the titles of this legendary figure.

He is proficient in mathematics, astronomy, finance, more than fifteen languages, countless criminal methods, American boxing...

Excluding those very criminal parts, it is simply a wave of fat!

Li Si tousled Bean Sprout's hair happily.

He knelt down and excitedly said to Bean Sprout, "Quickly, find me a Dutch language."

Bean Sprout didn't know why he was going crazy, but he obediently took out his phone to do the same, and then tidied his hair with a small comb.

Li Si looked at the line of unfamiliar text on the phone screen, and opened her mouth confidently.

"Ah, uh, this..."

Can't read it.

Li Si pondered. No, it's not possible, didn't I become Professor Moriarty?

He tousled Bean Sprout's hair angrily: "Find me another...find Italian!"

Bean Sprout was speechless, and feebly found a sentence in Italian and gave it to him.

Li Si held his breath, and felt it, it was the breath of knowledge!

"Ah, uh, uh. This one, why don't you change it."

Bean Sprout looked at him like he was looking at a fool, and turned his back to comb his hair. Li Si folded her arms and fell into deep self-doubt.

Am I really so stupid that I can't even save Professor Moriarty?

He studied it carefully for a long time, and finally understood.

This is actually a castrated version.

It only endowed itself with the ability of [criminal consultant], other languages, astronomy, mathematics... nothing involved.

Li Si was very disappointed.

The [Poacher] template last time allowed me to speak a few words of Korean, but this time the [Crime Consultant] was really useless, and the word Legend was missing.

Can I still help someone else plan to rob a bank?

the more you hope, the harder you fall. I thought it was a gold bar, but I didn't expect it to be a copper block.

Despondently, Li Si got into a police car and followed the police force to the police station to file a report.

He is also a regular visitor, and the old gatekeeper smiled: "Xiao Li, are you here again?"

Familiar lounge, familiar seats, but this time there is an extra bean sprout.

Li Si threw himself onto the sofa, and before he could speak, Bean Sprout spoke first: "A big bottle of iced Coke, four servings of pork chop rice, these come first."

The little clerk who was walking this way was stunned: "Huh? Oh good, just wait a moment."

The little clerk hurried to the kitchen, Li Si stood up, very surprised: "How do you know what I want to eat?"

Bean Sprout snapped his fingers: "Last night, I said I wanted to eat pork chop rice. I also said it the afternoon before yesterday. The day before yesterday..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Li Si covered his face, feeling that the passing detectives looked at him strangely.

Tired all night, Li Si also felt a little sleepy, lying on the sofa to take a nap. Bean Sprouts is playing Tetris beside him.

Before long, the pork chop rice did not arrive, and Feng Su arrived first.

When she saw Li Si, she immediately lightened her steps.

Shaking his arm lightly, Feng Su whispered, "Let's go home."

Li Si didn't move and fell asleep deeply.

Feng Su moved closer and leaned into Li Si's ear: "Don't sleep here, be careful of catching a cold."

Li Si still didn't move, even breathing slightly.

Sister Susu couldn't bear it anymore: "I count to three! One!"

Li Si got up excitedly: "Wrong, wrong!"

The car on the way back was very quiet. In the past two months, Feng Su drove the road from home to the police station countless times, and even with her eyes closed, she knew where there was a red light.

Li Si was sitting in the co-pilot, chatting with Feng Su.

He keenly noticed that Feng Su was a little absent-minded.

"What's the matter?" He stretched out his hand to touch Sister Susu's forehead, but it wasn't hot.

Bean Sprout was sleeping soundly in the back seat with her mobile phone in her arms, Feng Su tilted her head a little guilty: "There is nothing."

She didn't want to tell, and Li Si didn't ask either. Walking all the way to the door, Li Si stopped suddenly, frowning and looking at the messy footprints at the door.

Feng Su reached out and grabbed Li Si's arm: "Don't stand there stupidly, come in quickly."

A thief? Li Si quietly hid the pen in the palm of her hand, and obediently followed Feng Su into the house.

The room was dark, but Li Si was startled when he first entered.

Because he heard a lot of deliberately suppressed breathing.

"Sister Susu, let's go first..."

Bright colored light exploded out of thin air.

"Happy birthday!"

As soon as the lights in the hall came on, Li Si's eyes hurt a little. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and found that there were many people in front of him, all of whom were familiar faces.

Director Sun, Director Tian, ​​Liu Jinsheng, Team Song, Team Zhang, Lumick...

It was only then that Li Si remembered that it had been exactly two months since the last time he entered the game and was interrogated by Team Zhang. He is twenty today.

The wheels of the car rumbled, and someone pushed something in.

"So exaggerated!" Li Si exclaimed.

What I saw pushing into the room was a super big cake, on which was written [Brother Li, happy birthday! 】

Li Si turned his head, Feng Suzheng smiled at him, and then pushed him forward.

Li Si jumped into the crowd.

Before he could react, Liu Jinsheng was already giggling, holding up a handful of cream:

"Brother Li, come eat cake!"

(The first volume is finished, let’s sprinkle flowers)