On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the city that was supposed to have not faded away from the atmosphere of the new year was tainted with the roar of police cars. In an old-fashioned community, more than a dozen policemen were surrounding a room on the second floor. Two of them looked quite young.
The little policeman was holding on to the wall, holding a paper bag and retching, while the older policemen had serious faces and were discussing something in a low voice.
They are the police in this area. In this city, which is neither big nor small, a vicious incident like this has not happened for several years.
"Where is the body?" Suddenly, a steady voice came from the entrance of the corridor. The old policeman at the door of the room immediately came up to him and said:
"Still in the house. According to the reporter's statement, he passed by when he went out this morning and smelled a strong smell of blood. He found that the door was not closed, so he took a look. Although there was a puddle of vomit on the door, there was nothing inside.
damaged.”
"Yes." The new heavy duty police officer nodded and gave his companions a wink. Everyone immediately took out their shoe covers and gloves and walked into the house facing the unpleasant smell. The forensic doctor carrying a small box left.
Go forward and start examining the two corpses.
(PS: If the autopsy is too detailed, it will be deleted easily. Just write a conclusion, so everyone can understand it)
"The time of death was within twenty-four hours. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. The tendons of the hands and feet of the two victims were damaged. The incisions were very sharp. One of them had his face beaten many times and even rotted. He should have been deprived first.
They were then tied up and tortured until they died of blood loss.”
"What is the background of the reporter? Why did he open the door when he smelled the smell of blood?" The criminal policeman listened to the forensic report and turned to look at the policeman guarding the door. The old policeman shook his head and said:
"He is a habitual thief. In fact, there are quite a lot of residents in this kind of community who steal from side doors. I guess he saw that the door was unlocked and wanted to get some benefits. Unexpectedly, he saw the body and was worried about being used as a scapegoat. This
I just reported it."
"Have the surrounding residents asked about the identity of the deceased?" The detective touched his chin, his expression slightly solemn. According to his experience, this kind of death is obviously to vent his anger, and the wounds on his hands and feet are very clean, which shows that
The murderer is probably a habitual criminal.
"The deceased were also two habitual thieves. According to the neighbors, they brought back a child years ago, but we did not find the child or the body. Also, they have been a bit extravagant in the past few days. This is the transcript."
As the old policeman spoke, he took a stack of transcripts from the colleague next to him and handed them to the detective. The detective nodded, randomly selected a few to read, and said:
"There may be important clues about this child. Check the nearby surveillance to see if you can find the child's image. If not, ask the neighbors to make a face puzzle. Also check if there are any cases of missing children recently. This matter
Maybe it’s related to child trafficking.”
…
While the police were launching their operation, the culprit was walking down the street carrying a small bag.
After a little understanding of the thieves' rules in this place, Amon dealt with the two idiots who dared to offend him.
Although he currently has no extraordinary ability at all, but still saying that, the characteristics of the Thief Path have been attached to him for so long, even if the ability is gone, the knowledge and other things have long been marinated in him.
With the thief's control over the dagger, he was still able to deal with two guys who didn't guard against him from the beginning.
After all, thieves in this world don't have any extraordinary inspiration.
"Auntie, give me two meat buns." Walking to a breakfast stall, Amon took out a piece of banknote and bought two buns under the reluctant eyes of the other party. This made Amon feel so unkind to this world.
I gained a new understanding of banknotes.
"Without that brick, nothing can be done!" Amon shook his head, but he was very helpless, because in the past few days, he had secretly memorized the usage of the brick called "smartphone".
Then he learned that even if a kid like him had a smartphone, he couldn't use electronic payment because he didn't have an ID card.
"This is really..." Amon sighed. As the god of fraud who has never worried about his livelihood and has been pursuing fun all his life, he realized for the first time that life is not easy.
"No wonder that guy would safely throw me into the orphanage... With my body, if I don't pay attention, I will be found by the police here and sent back, right?"
Amon seems to be aware of his father's sinister intentions. In this world, it is difficult to do anything without an ID card.
And even if he gets an ID card, he can't apply for a bank card, unless there is a fool like that who can trick him into getting the ID card, bank card, and password all at once.
What makes him even more desperate is that there is such a fatal thing in this world: reporting a loss, which means that even if he deceives what he wants, as long as the other party reports the loss, he will no longer be able to use it.
"Do you think you can trouble me like this?"
Amon grumbled in his heart, but he gnawed on the meat buns with big mouthfuls. No matter how weak his body was, there was a huge difference in the power he could exert when he was full and when he was not full.
The two meat buns were quickly dealt with by him. He also felt the fatigue in his legs and found a random step to sit down. He looked at his face reflected in the window not far away and pinched it thoughtfully.
The orbit of his right eye.
"This birthmark is a bit conspicuous, so I have to find a way to cover it up." Amon muttered in his heart, but he was not worried. In fact, the reason why he dared to kill those two idiots was because he already had a perfect
plan.
In these few days, he has learned a lot of useful information through that thing called a TV. For example, there is a thing in this world called concealer, which can cover up flaws on the face, even if it is a pockmarked face, just apply it
You will be able to become extremely fair (at this time, Amon still doesn’t know what advertising effects are and what post-production is).
But in order to get this kind of thing, he has to go to the supermarket.
Well, he has already been to the supermarket. Not long ago, he was taken there by those two idiots to find some time.
…
Entering the supermarket, Amon swaggered through the crowd, as if he was an adult by his side. This largely avoided the possibility of being noticed by the waiter——
Well, once the child's body is discovered, it will be sent to the communication center, and then a broadcast will be broadcast to the parents. Don't ask him why he knows.
In short, after finally arriving at the cosmetics area, Amon was dumbfounded because there were so many cosmetics here!
And there were not only Rossel scripts but also all kinds of weird alphabetical languages, which gave him a headache for a while. And as a child, he couldn't even find a shopping guide to ask about that thing called concealer.
