Chapter 1876: Little Rabbit
It was late at night, at half past twelve, in Zhao Yu's room in a certain hotel.
Instead of sleeping, Zhao Yu held the phone and listened carefully to the roar on the phone:
"Are you okay? I won't stop you from asking me questions, but I'm already old, aren't you afraid of scaring my old heart out of trouble?"
"Captain Jin, I'm sorry...um..." Zhao Yu said calmly, "I just encountered a bottleneck, I hope you can give me some pointers..."
"No way?" Captain Jin Zhenbang's tone changed, "You are a famous detective, why are you asking me for advice...
"Oh, you scared me to death, it's the middle of the night..."
"Old man... Who is it... Aren't you retired?" Another woman's voice came from the phone, which should be Captain Jin's wife.
"Well, it's like this, Captain Jin," Zhao Yu continued, "I've encountered a case now..."
Unexpectedly, he hadn't spoken a word just now, but he didn't expect the other party to hang up the phone with a snap!
My mother...
Zhao Yu looked at his mobile phone, cursing the street angrily, and feeling a little guilty at the same time. It was really inappropriate for him to torment an old man in the middle of the night.
But, for some reason, every time I encounter a problem, I want to talk to this old man who brought me into the industry.
Perhaps, it was because Captain Jin gave him an important reminder when he was solving the devil case last time?
He always felt that although the old man was not well-known in the criminal investigation circle, his experience was irreplaceable.
So, tonight, I was also obsessed with ghosts, and I actually called the old man in the middle of the night, but it really shocked him!
This is a mess... oh...
beep beep beep beep...
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yugang sighed, and his cell phone rang again, and it was the old man who called back again.
"Hello..." After answering the phone, Zhao Yu hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, I..."
"Just now your aunt accidentally dropped the phone,
"Old Jin seemed to have regained consciousness a lot, and asked, "Are you really Zhao Yu?" You just said, what case did you encounter? "
"I just solved a serial murder case, but the murderer is already dead. Now I suspect that there is something else going on in this case," Zhao Yu said straight to the point, "However, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything. I want to hear your opinion now, should we continue the investigation? Or close the case?"
"Oh...understood..." Elder Jin pondered for a while, and said to Zhao Yu solemnly, "You have found the wrong person, how can I be the master of your great detective!
"Close the case if you want to, and continue to investigate if you want to? Your aunt is right, I have retired, and I have to take care of my grandson tomorrow! I am almost driven crazy by that little bastard..."
"Hmm..." Zhao Yu smacked his lips and persuaded, "Old man Jin, you said your grandson is a little bastard. From the perspective of genetics, then you are not a rabbit master?"
"You..." Captain Jin was taken aback, and then cursed, "You little bastard, you can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth, you spend most of the night just to tease me, right?
"Let me tell you, your case is your case. You have to trust your own intuition. What others say is useless! I can't help you, and I can't help you. You can figure it out yourself!
"By the way, you can call me in the future, but don't call me in the middle of the night again. I have a nervous breakdown now, and I can't sleep anymore when I wake up. I really have to watch the children tomorrow! Fight with the fuck Same..."
Captain Jin complained a few more words before hanging up the phone again.
Okay, you bad old man, Zhao Yu scolded in his heart, you called me a little bastard, then wouldn't I also become your grandson? You really think of yourself as a rabbit master, don't you?
However, after scolding and scolding, Zhao Yu felt a strange heat in his heart, and the words of old man Jin just now flashed back in his mind:
"Your case is your case. You have to trust your instincts. It's useless for others to say..."
Yes……
Zhao Yu scratched his head in deep thought, and in just a few seconds, he understood the mystery of this sentence. Isn't it because of the depression in his heart?
Ever since talking with Cui Lizhu, Zhao Yu has been thinking about a question. Is there something wrong with his insistence on the ghost king case, is it just because of face?
Or, it was because I encountered too many evil cases in the past, and I always encountered various reversals, so I developed a problem of paranoia. No matter what case I encountered, I thought it was not that simple?
However, if these two are put aside, is there really no problem with the ghost king case in front of me?
The answer is of course yes. Zhao Yu has thought more than once, if Qi Hao is really the murderer of the ghost king case, and he really wanted to kill for Mirou's justice, then...why didn't he stay at the final suicide scene? What about any confessional evidence?
For example, a suicide note, a video or a recording, since they want to seek justice for Mi Rou, at least they should explain clearly the injustice Mi Rou suffered?
Also, what is the relationship between Qi Hao himself and "Ghost King Record"? Why did he dress up the dead as ghosts?
If you don't explain these things clearly, don't you feel regretful that Qi Hao committed suicide so simply?
However, no such evidence was found at the scene of Qi Hao's death. Isn't this the biggest doubt?
If we analyze it a step further, the photos on the wall, those murder plans, and the "Ghost King Record" on the table are more like someone deliberately set them up to frame Qi Hao!
Could it be...
Zhao Yu thought about it for a few minutes, then made up his mind immediately, and said to himself, don't "do it" anymore, if you want to find out the truth, let's do something practical!
Therefore, Zhao Yu ignored the fact that it was late at night, immediately got dressed, walked out of the room, and prepared to return to the police office to continue the investigation of the Ghost King case.
Unexpectedly, he had just walked out of the room, but in an inadvertent flash of thought, he discovered a new situation.
My dear grandma bear!
He hastily turned his attention to the system interface in his mind, but saw that the hexagram opening area in the center of the interface had returned to its original color, and he was able to open hexagrams again!
Wow……
It was only then that Zhao Yu realized that after 12 o'clock, the period for unfreezing the hexagram opening area of the system had expired, and he could open hexagrams again.
Looking at the familiar interface of opening hexagrams, the excitement in Zhao Yu's heart is naturally self-evident.
The timing is just right, if I make a divination right now, it will undoubtedly provide great help for the direction of future investigations!
Maybe, as soon as the hexagrams are written, I can immediately know whether there is any need to continue the investigation of the Ghost King case, and it will naturally save me a lot of trouble!
However, just when Zhao Yu's thoughts turned and he was about to start a hexagram immediately, he stopped suddenly.
Because, in a flash, he suddenly remembered something, which made him not want to talk anymore!
Before that, he had always had a question, if he had been able to divination from the very beginning of the ghost king case, would the final result still be like this?
Could it be that he could end the case early and find out the truth before Qi Hao committed suicide?
So... Zhao Yu's mood suddenly became complicated. His inherent stubbornness and persistence made him compete with the system for the first time.
He was thinking, if I didn't open the divination, wouldn't there be a way to find out the truth?
If everything depends on the system, what kind of detective is I?
In this case……
Zhao Yu put his mind to one side, and immediately exited the system interface, but he really didn't open his mind!
Let's see...
He silently made up his mind that he must rely on his own ability to thoroughly investigate the ghost king's case——to get to the bottom of it! ! !