Detective Training Manual

Zheng Jun: "Women should do laundry and cooking at home. Look at you every day, the smell of formalin, 7 days a week, 6 and a half days with the corpse, what is it like!"

Yingli: "What's wrong with the woman, I don't have the ability to stay with the corpse, should I be with you? Besides, you are outside for 30 days a month, 29 and a half days and desperately fighting the gangsters. What does it matter if I am at home or not? the difference?!"

Zheng Jun: "Look at you, and still yelling, there is no such thing as gentle and virtuous. Steel just can't stand you like this, so I decided to follow me!"

Yingli: "Fart, it's because you don't care about your family at all, and always complain about women. Ceramics can't stand you. You chose to follow me!"

The two strong men scolded across the table, and the people around looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.

Uncle Gu has been a doorman for more than ten years, and he knows the gossip news in the detective world well, and the contradiction between the two pairs is not a day or two.

Seeing that the more noisy gets worse, the uncle finally couldn't help it.

"Ahem -" He coughed twice: "Um... we are here to investigate the cause of Zuo Lao's death today. He is still watching at the Spirit of Heaven, so... let's deal with the case first. ."

"..." A pair of men and women on the court glared at each other, but both gave Uncle Gu a face.

Okay, no matter what, it finally stopped. I don't know how the Detective Association puts it together, and even let these two people get together into a team.

Yingli pushed forward the autopsy report in front of him, and sat down very unconvinced: "My autopsy is absolutely no problem. Mr. Zuo Zhong is getting old and all organs are showing signs of failure. This cannot be done overnight. The state that appeared, he was old, dead, nothing more."

A middle-aged man on the side picked up the autopsy report, which was so thick that he could read it in almost a minute.

Then he cleared his throat: "Well, after all, I am also a part-time coroner, so I also think there is no problem with this autopsy. Zuo Zhongtang probably died in an accident."

The others present were silent. Obviously, they didn't have any doubts about the autopsy report. Everyone knew Yingli's ability.

But Zuo Zhong's last words contradicted the autopsy report.

So, is Zuo Zhongtang really old? He was suspicious and made such a strange will.

Just when the venue was silent...

Suddenly... Didi, there was another electronic sound.

Then, the door was pushed open.

A big fat man walked in... This fat man is too fat, his big belly and round head are like two gnocchi together.

In the conference room, many people looked at this man in confusion, because they had never seen this guy.

Of course, there are still some people who have a dazed expression, and some even just stand up.

"Mr. Edwards?"

"I definitely didn't wake up..."

There were a few exclamations.

Benjamin Edwards seemed to have anticipated a scene like his appearance for a long time, so before more people could react, he owed everyone a gentleman, and then voted for Uncle Gu. Look.

Gu Xiaozhou smiled.

"Well, let me introduce you to everyone. This gentleman is'Benjamin Edwards'. Because he is stationed in Europe all year round and he doesn't like taking pictures, some people may not know him.

But... Sherlock level, No. 8 [Cook], compared to everyone's heard of. "

A few sounds of chair movement sounded...

Obviously, some people do not believe it very much, and some people who believe it have begun to slightly open their mouths. In fact, the status of Sherlock-level detectives in the circle is a bit like a'star benchmark', so it suddenly appeared [Cook] is likely to turn this place into a celebrity meeting.

So when his emotions were about to ignite, he hurriedly pressed his hands down, and then immediately pulled everyone's thoughts back to the case...

He only said four words: "Perfect crime!"

The people present are all people who are thinking about EQ and IQ, except for Zheng Jun, so everyone has stabilized their minds and suppressed the urge to step forward to sign...

"Perfect crime?"

A detective with the fastest gun took over the words.

Benjamin smiled: "Yes, I don't know if you have heard of the crime club, but it doesn't matter if you have heard it or not, let me make a long story short.

This organization has an extremely paranoid pursuit of "perfect crime" for some unknown reason. For many years, they have used human lives everywhere to test various perfect crimes, making the murder look like an accident, natural death, or A technique that can never be detected, etc.

I have been stationed in the 12 districts for almost a month. To tell everyone, I am here to track down the members of the ‘Criminal Club’.

And this time Mr. Zuo Zhong’s death, I suspect, was related to the [Criminal Club], in other words, it was a perfect crime. "

Speaking of which.....

"But, I can't understand why it was murder." Zhao Shengrui mentioned his teacher, and finally couldn't sit still: "The teacher was in the room by himself at the time. Suddenly he felt tight in his chest and sweated a little. , Sent to the hospital for rescue, but various organs have shown signs of exhaustion, which is obviously caused by being too old. In this case, how did the murderer kill?"

"I don't know yet..." Edwards shook his head, but I believe it was a murder.

"..." It was quiet. Everyone didn't know if they should believe this [Sherlock]-level detective's words, but he always felt that this kind of rhetoric was not rigorous enough.

You don't know how to kill, but you are sure that this is killing. Isn't it contradictory in itself?

but......

As soon as Benjamin finished speaking, he turned his gaze to a person in the crowd.

This person ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ didn't participate in the conversation from the beginning, he just sat quietly, and then looked at a book in his hand.

[Luo Anlan: The taste of the tea is not right, it is not clear why it is wrong]

[Mao San'er: There is a problem with the tea, but it is not poisoned...]

[Guihai Yuanlin: The tea that Zuo Zhong drank before his death didn’t taste right. It was either a problem with the tea or tea set, or a problem with his tongue, which is his body.]

[Liar Taoist: Zuo Zhong feels that the tea tastes wrong]

[Xuanyuan Zitang: Before I died, the cup of tea was different from before]

The large messages in the book all talk about a cup of tea.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly... and then...

"Zhou Yan, what do you think?"

Edwards looked over the long table and asked...