The Underworld Detective

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I sighed. School bullying is happening in almost every class, hidden in a dark corner invisible to teachers and parents. It can even be said that most people were either perpetrators or victims during their school days!

Although I can say with conscience, I have never hurt a classmate by hand or language, but I am not completely innocent. When I was young and ignorant, my classmates laughed at XX's ugly or ugly clothes. Under the influence of that atmosphere, I also smirked.

Huang Xiaotao was crying with cold sweat on her body. I was afraid she was cold. I took off my coat and put it on her. Huang Xiaotao thanked him and wiped away her tears with a smile: "I am so easily affected ..."

I said, "I think emotional people are cute."

Huang Xiaotao's face flushed, shyly, "Nonsense!"

We continued to discuss the case, and the novel was indeed written in an outrageous way, and it won the prize that year. However, based on a novel alone, Lin Xiaolan could not be identified as a murderer, nor could she be identified as her motive.

We flipped through some of her other works and found that the subject of bullying had appeared more than ten times. From this we can see that Lin Xiaolan was indeed bullied when she was at school.

I asked curiously, "What is she doing now?"

Huang Xiaotao searched the Internet: "It seems to be a little famous writer. Last year, another work was adapted into a movie."

I nodded: "It should be rich to hire fierce! In short, this girl is worth visiting."

Huang Xiaotao typed on her mobile phone: "I'll leave her a message on Weibo to see if she would like to meet."

Lin Xiaolan didn't know if it was busy or did not believe Huang Xiaotao was a policeman? There was no reply to the message. By the morning of the fifth day, Wang Yuanchao had found a place to live with her.

That day I was still helping out in the shop. Huang Xiaotao came over to pick me up. We came to a community and pressed the answering machine under a unit building. A cold woman asked, "Who?"

Huang Xiaotao confirmed his identity, but the other party directly refused: "I'm sorry, I'm not free now, you can make an appointment!"

Huang Xiaotao sternly said, "Miss Lin, we came with a search warrant. You better cooperate with the police!"

Huang Xiaotao was completely nonsense, and there was no search warrant on us.

After a moment of silence, the other party replied, "Give you half an hour, come on!"

The door opened, and I sneered, "It's pretty proud!"

Huang Xiaotao said, "Emerging female writers, they are very proud. I heard that they are not married and still a beautiful woman."

I said, "Tell me what this is doing, and I'm not a blind date website!"

We went upstairs and a nanny opened the door. I looked at the nanny a few more times. She was fat and behaved naturally. There was no doubt about it.

Lin Xiaolan's home is very nice, elegant and exquisite, with a book aroma. Lin Xiaolan was sitting on a deck chair on the balcony, wearing a white dress, a slender figure, indeed a beautiful woman, wearing a pair of sunglasses on her face, and black tea on the small table next to it.

After Huang Xiaotao and I were seated, the nanny poured me two cups of black tea. Lin Xiaolan held the cup and asked slowly: "What's wrong with me?"

I frowned secretly. The thing I hated most was sunglasses. I couldn't see the expression at all. I think that people who talk to others and wear sunglasses are pretending to be forced and should be sentenced!

Huang Xiaotao opened the door and said: "I am fortunate to have read your work. A novel mentions that you have been bullied by three roommates. I want to ask, is there any real basis for this novel?"

Lin Xiaolan replied slowly: "Your readers are the most vulgar. No matter what you read, you want to ask if it is true, is it really important? Is Dumas passing the prison, Hemingway fishing, Jin Yong has been a knight Whether the literary and artistic works are true or false, they have certain social significance! "

Huang Xiaotao said, "We are not here to discuss literature. We are the police. The police only care about reality. Is that novel true?"

Lin Xiaolan snorted, looking away: "It's true, I killed three of them!"

I can't see her face, I can only look at her hands and legs, but her body language is very natural and not nervous at all. I can't help wondering, is her mental quality so good?

For a moment, Huang Xiaotao said, "You'd better not make such a joke, because your three roommates are no longer alive!"

Lin Xiaolan was a little surprised. Her reaction didn't seem to be a pretense. She raised her face and asked, "Dead naturally? Or accident?"

Huang Xiaotao suddenly reached out and took off the sunglasses on her face, asking instead: "What do you think!"

I said secretly to Huang Xiaotao's move. I finally saw Lin Xiaolan's true appearance, and her eyebrows were filled with shock. Naturally, I was even more puzzled, wasn't she the murderer?

Huang Xiaotao said: "I ask you again, did they bully you?"

Lin Xiaolan nodded gloomily, "Yes! Those are all my personal experiences."

Huang Xiaotao continued to press: "Including pressing your head into the toilet, slapping your head, watering you, etc. mentioned in your novel?"

Lin Xiaolan seemed to be very distressed and nodded silently, but I noticed an unnatural stroke in her limb movements.

Huang Xiaotao then asked, "Your boyfriend was also killed indirectly by them?"

Lin Xiaolan nodded: "I will never forget that day, November 14th. Since that day, I have never liked any boys again. My heart is completely blank. I hate them, and I wish I could kill them all. Hear The news of their killing was half surprised and half happy in my heart. They deserved it, but I swear by my own personality that it has nothing to do with me! "

Huang Xiaotao cast a questioning look at me, and I said coldly, "Miss Lin, you are lying."

Lin Xiaolan was excited: "I'm innocent, I really didn't kill them!"

I shook my head: "I'm not saying this. When you admit that they have bullied you, your expression is extremely unnatural, cold sweat exudates from the tip of your nose, your cheeks are red, your hands are twisted together, and your legs are close together. These are lying limbs. Language, what the **** about bullying? "

Lin Xiaolan looked at me angrily: "You are less prone to psychology in front of me, I know much more than you, I have noticed you from the moment you came in, your eyes have been staring at my legs Look, do my legs look good? Would you like me to send you a signed jade photo! "

I was not intimidated by this kind of carving insect trick, and I stayed with Huang Xiaotao every day. My immunity to the beauty has been greatly improved. She has nothing special in front of me. I said coldly: "I am to you 'S autographed photo was not interesting, saying bullying. "

Lin Xiaolan suddenly became excited: "Your police are really too much! Let ’s say no to run to my house to expose my old wounds. Those sad memories are my personal experience. Do you doubt that I fabricated them? Are you sick to make up that past? You are just cold-blooded animals. "

After all, she covered her face and started crying, and I frowned, this woman was too difficult!