"Everyone may be a murderer, and every clue may be a trap. What we are looking for is the real murderer, not simply exonerating people's grievances."
As the gray cat spoke, he slowly turned back, with a bit more eager anticipation in his eyes, "Everyone involved in the case, including Miss Yan, has the possibility of turning into a murderer, so I will not let anyone go."
Do you know the details?"
Xiaoyu was stared at by his sharp and scrutinizing gaze——
The white cat rubbed his forehead and sighed - as long as her male cat is involved in investigations, information, unsolved mysteries, cases, etc., Holmes' old habits will relapse...
◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆
Back at Nangong Villa, it was already night. Xiaoyu and the white cat, Gray Cat, had dinner together and walked into the living room with a confused head and tired steps.
The living room was brightly lit, but no one was there.
Xiaoyu thought that Uncle An might have gone to bed. Nangong Tou hadn't come back yet, so he changed his shoes, sat in front of the leather sofa, sunk himself into the sofa, took a long breath, raised his hand to rub his twitching temples, and thought.
I wonder if I should go see Wei'an again tomorrow.
Jingle bell—!
A crisp sound came from the front. Xiaoyu paused and put down his hand. He saw several blueprints scattered on the long table in front of the sofa. On the blueprints, there was a dark-black business phone, and the phone was on at the moment.
Lights, bright sounds and screams...
She remembered that Uncle An had been using this phone in the past two days, so she picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar international number calling from Italy. She thought that maybe Uncle An had forgotten the phone and had something important to do, so she hesitated to press the phone.
Answer key.
Xiaoyu was originally worried that he would hear the blackmail lingo of the underworld and didn't know how to respond in Italian, but as soon as he picked up the phone, he heard the sweet voice of the little girl coming from the phone, "Brother!"
elder brother?
This little girl's voice should be about ten years old. How could she call her Uncle An and call her the wrong number?
Xiaoyudu said, "Excuse me...who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for my brother!" The little girl's voice over there was cute and cute, with a bit of sweet innocence. "Where is my brother? Let my brother answer the phone."
"Kid, did you get lost and dialed the wrong number? Then you need to call the police. Or don't hang up now. I'll search for your location and help you ask for help, okay?" Mr. Yu used to be
The most friendly police officers treat children the most seriously.
"I'm not lost, I'm looking for my brother!" the girl repeated persistently, with a somewhat impatient tone.
"Okay," Yu sighed, convinced that this was a lost child, "Now tell me your brother's information, and I'll ask a friend to contact the international police to help you find him."
"My brother is my brother." The girl confessed.
Yu was depressed: "I know your brother is your brother, but who is your brother I want to ask?"
The girl was confused: "I told you that my brother is my brother. They all know my brother. Why don't you know my brother?"
"My little friend..."
The fish sighed and was very confused. Why was Mao talking so hard and convoluted to this little kid? Her fish head was almost twisted into a ball!
She sighed and explained solemnly, "Because I don't know who your brother is, so of course I don't know your brother. Although sister is a stranger, you also call me occasionally. I don't dare to guarantee you anything else. But on this point, sister
I promise I will never lie to you! You can't call this number to find your lost relatives, you have to call the police..."
"But wasn't the phone you took my brother's?" A crisp question from the other side interrupted Yan Xiaoyu's words.
what?
Her brother’s cell phone?
How could Uncle An have such a little sister? This kid is so good at talking!
Yu thought of the little girl's tone just now and the current question. He couldn't help but pause. He understood and suddenly increased his tone of voice and said, "Hey - I kindly want to help you, what's going on with you! You don't have anything at all."
Getting lost is just making a prank call, right? A child like you, who lives a prosperous life, whose parents quarrel and are too lazy to care about you, is too lazy to do such boring things because he has a sense of revenge against society! Let me tell you, I’ll do it next time
If this kind of prank software comes to cause trouble, I will not hesitate to find out your location and arrest you! No matter how young you are, you should have a sense of responsibility and you can't be a worm or a useless person in this society, you know?"
The other party was silent.
Strict first and then persuade, let the child realize the seriousness of the matter, and then respond with emotion and reason. This is what she learned when she went to the youth labor camp for internship. As usual, when she heard these words
Children will often retort excitedly or even make harsh remarks. After three or five rounds, they will gradually acquiesce.
Xiaoyu didn't expect that this girl would quietly realize her mistake so quickly. Remembering that what she just said seemed a bit harsh, she quickly slowed down and said, "Actually, what I just meant was..."
"ah--!"
The little girl over there suddenly shouted, in an excited tone, "Mine! That cup of orange pudding is mine! Ah! The milkshake is mine too! Ah, the ice cream is mine too, it's all mine!"
Then, he hurriedly called the phone: "I want to eat, and I don't have time to talk to you on the phone. But I will convey what you just said to my brother. By the way, I have sent the designed drawings to the computer."
If you go, remember to tell your brother, bye!"
Having said that, I immediately hung up the phone and went to eat pudding...
When Yan Xiaoyu opened his mouth, there was already a busy signal.
Drawings? Design? Message?
In the end, this little baby still didn’t tell her who her brother was! Besides, if you eat so many sweets at once, you’re not afraid of a toothache!
"Miss Yan, you're back!"
Uncle An walked in from the backyard and saw Xiaoyu sitting in the middle answering the phone. He smiled and said, "Who are you talking to?"
Xiaoyu stood up, handed over his mobile phone and said: "No, Uncle An, someone just made a harassing call to your mobile phone, I answered it for you..."
Uncle An stopped, took out his black mobile phone from his suit pocket, and said, "My mobile phone is here!"