Detective Training Manual

The weather in the 19th district is a bit cold, at least much colder than the 12th district.

As night fell, Zhou Yan was sitting in the back of the car, and there was some cold frost on the window.

During the day, the third brother heard Zhou Yan and wanted to take a long distance, so naturally he was very happy to agree. Then Zhou Yan was on the map and pointed out a location to the third brother.

"You go to this place!" he said so.

When the third brother saw it, he said that the place was a remote town in the 19th city, except for the locals, almost no one would go there.

But after all, as a professional taxi driver, he certainly wouldn't ask too much, just relying on the map ready in his mind, he kicked the accelerator and rushed into the high speed.

A car made 20 years ago, in the hands of the third brother, abruptly mounted 130.

Zhou Yan sat in the back, looking at the high-speed fence that flashed past the window repeatedly, and felt that he had been in a dream these days.

He didn't know what would happen next, or what he should do.

In the confusion, with a trace of fear.

In this mood, he took out his notes.

The black cover, the pages that never seem to be used up, and the author with the strange pen name.

Zhou Yan looked at the note and opened it again after a long while.

[Seven-year-old will be a girl: Zhou Yan why do you insist on coming back? Is it not good to start a new life in this world? 】

come back?

Why use this word?

[Ye Feng Songya: Don't worry, stay away from your third brother first]

what?

Zhou Yan looked up and looked at the third brother who was driving in front of him while humming.

Let me stay away from him quickly? Do you want me to jump off the car?

[Jun Fanyi: A national map? Can it be shown to a certain shop? 】

Of course not, but this map can show only a small city. This is by far the closest clue to the Sunday bar.

[Xiaomo loves tea: Don’t look for it, you will fall into a bigger situation if you find it]

"Don't look for it?" Zhou Yan frowned, "Why didn't I look for this place? Haven't I been looking for this place all this time? I've finally found it now. Am I going to give up suddenly?"

[Enno De La Salle: But, you are still weak now! ! ! ! Don't go Zhou Yan! ! ! We are not omnipotent]

"Very weak? What is weak? Strength or speed? Why can't I go?"

[Sulfur wood: emmm... Xiao Zhou, you may not need to worry so much...]

"I...I don't mean to be impatient, but the answer to such a big mystery is in front of me. I really can't help but want to find out."

[Wang Chen_World Spectator: I don’t know if I should say it, but Zhou Yan, you still have a long way to go. It might not be helpful to know all this too early... You haven’t grown up yet]

"..."

Zhou Yan's heart became more and more weird.

Why, none of the people in the book want me to find that ‘Sunday Bar’.

Obviously, they should know what this bar means, but... they never said it.

This feeling of refusing and welcoming made Zhou Yan's heart very itchy.

Keep looking down.

[Tian Xiegui Wang Xiaoming: It really is Tingting's map. 】

"Tingting's map?" Zhou Yan frowned again: "Is that female pervert called [Tingting]?"

At that time, Zhou Yan was completely in a semi-comatose state when he was in the female perverted room, so he didn't hear the female perverted self-introduction too clearly.

"Tingting~Tingting~" Zhou Yan muttered the name, as if he had heard it somewhere.

[Luo Anlan: Then do you remember the doctor said at the time that Fat Gua had a wife named Tingting? 】

Zhou Yan was startled.

Yes, it seems that before I was born again, Zhou Yan of this world mentioned this name when I was ill.

Could it be that...Fat Melon really has a wife?

But it should be wrong, because if this [Ting Ting] is real, then [Fat Melon] should also be real. These two people can't live by a layer of illusion.

However, in this world, there is no record of fat melon.

Also, that female pervert is obviously a very young kind, and sometimes even feels that she is less than 20 years old.

How could he be someone else's wife at this age?

The most important thing is...Who would marry such a scary guy as a wife?

Zhou Yan just thought about it, and the scene of being imprisoned by a girl at that time also appeared in front of him a little bit.

But at that time, I was stunned, so all the pictures in front of him were vague, and even for a moment, Zhou Yan felt that his experience was like a dream.

......

The third brother's car swayed, and the whine of the engine gradually turned into a rhythmic humming. Zhou Yan sat in the back seat, his eyelids a little heavy.

In this way, he tilted his head and fell asleep in a daze.

In his dream, he went back to the small house imprisoned by the perverted girl...

Tingting's face, in her dream, seemed to be clearer than in reality, her white clothes fluttered, and she couldn't help but look at her more beautifully.

Then... Tingting in the dream killed herself, and stabbed her in the chest with a fruit knife.

He was extremely abnormal, stabbing and kissing himself.

Well, just a dream.

But this situation, even for a dream, is a bit too weird.

......

"Big Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Zhou?!"

In a daze, Zhou Yan felt that he was being pushed by someone.

He woke up slowly.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Zhang San's face with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.

"Big Brother Zhou Yan~ we are here~"

Zhou Yan shook his head and looked out through the car window.

The sky seemed to have just dawned, the fog in the night had not cleared, and the temperature was even colder than last night.

At this moment...the place where the car stops ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a highway into the city, it is very spacious, but there are no cars.

Looking further away, you can see some architectural wheels, which are looming in the early morning fog.

Well, this is a small town. Even if he hadn't officially drove into the town center, Zhou Yan had already felt it.

"Brother Zhou Yan, where shall we go next?" Zhang San asked.

It's no wonder that Zhou Yan didn't tell him where he was going, nor did he say what he was going to do. Anyway, Zhang San drove the whole night and arrived at his destination, and then he didn't know where he was going.

Actually...Zhou Yan didn't know.

But now that you have come here, there is a high probability that you will see a place called [Sunday Bar] on a certain street corner.

Therefore, Zhou Yan pointed to the distant buildings.

"Let's go to a crowded place first..."