MTL - Once, I Wanted To Be a Good Person (I Wanted To Be A Good Person Once)-Chapter 66 64. Is Shanhui really a traitor?

   Chapter 66 64. Is Shanhui really a traitor?

   An Awakened who has lost his power.

   might even be a fuser.

   Completely lost the ability to resist, and also disabled the ability to awaken and physical strength.

   Isn't this a natural, investigation target?

   A high-level awakener brought himself the huge gain of "one, two, three" before.

   How much can a fuser bring to himself?

  Thinking of this, Fang Ze's heart skipped a beat.

   Moreover, Cui Xuemin planted a mark on himself. If you want to remove the mark, you also need to "fight" with him. Just did it together.

   As for Fang Ze and Cui Xuemin being so far apart, how to contact him and investigate him.

   This is really not a problem.

  Because Fang Ze didn't know his identity the day he got the late-night investigation room, he contacted everyone in his brain. This also includes Cui Xuemin. (Chapter 4)

   So, theoretically, as long as Fang Ze thinks, he can summon Cui Xuemin at any time.

   The only problem is. He had already investigated the forest ranger tonight, and the number of investigations in the investigation room had already been used up, so he had to wait patiently for a day and wait until tomorrow night to investigate Cui Xuemin.

   When Fang Ze was thinking about it, Xiao Bailing also roughly told the whole story.

  Fang Ze listened to the whole content casually.

   I feel that the whole thing is going according to my own ideas.

   The criminal investigation of this world relies too much on awakening ability and extraordinary props, and has not developed the criminal psychology, game theory and other theories in the early stage.

   Therefore, in the face of this method of playing with people's hearts that has been obtained through a lot of experiments, it is inevitable that they cannot resist.

   This is normal.

   So he asked nonchalantly, "That's right. I remember you said just now that after Cui Xuemin escaped, his accomplices also wanted to escape, but they finally blew themselves up, didn't they?"

  Little Bailing nodded and said, "That's right!"

   Fang Ze asked, "Who is that person?"

   Little Bailing Road, "The Mountain Club."

   "The Mountain Club?"

   Hearing the name, Fang Ze was a little surprised for a while.

  Cui Xuemin, he has contacts, and it does feel a little weird. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes are always squinting, always giving people the feeling of a gentle beast.

   Therefore, he is a traitor, Fang Ze thinks it is still conceivable.

   But the mountain will.

  To be honest, Fang Ze and Shanhui don’t have much contact. This old man is not enthusiastic about solving cases, nor is he enthusiastic about his colleagues.

   always likes to carry a thermos cup, drooping his eyelids, silently searching for clues.

   Even during a meeting, only when the director asked him to speak would he slowly talk about his findings.

   At other times, it is an attitude of indifference.

   Before escaping, Fang Ze had contact with him once. (Chapter 43)

  Although Shan would ignore him, Fang Ze was a social fear and kept talking.

   Being annoyed by Fang Ze, Fang Ze said ten sentences, and he would still reply.

  So, gradually, Fang Ze also knew that the old man of Shanhui didn't intend to be so Buddhist.

   The low-level city itself is the most fringe area of ​​the entire Federation. Grandma doesn't care, uncle doesn't love it, the government has no energy to govern, gangs are powerful, and murder and arson are more commonplace.

   So being a detective is a high-risk profession.

  Shanhui has worked as a detective in Qingshan City for half his life and has seen too many people leave. He has survived until now, all thanks to his prudence.

   And now, he has a few months to retire.

   Of course, you should be more careful in doing things, and you don’t want to cause any trouble.

   While chatting with other detectives, Fang Ze also heard that Shanhui has a beautiful daughter, who was a famous beauty back then.

   Moreover, his daughter is not only beautiful, but also very promising. She went to Jade City, a high-end city, and stayed there, got a decent official job, got married and had children.

   In the past two years, it is said that she gave birth to a lovely daughter.

   Therefore, Shanhui plans to go to Jade City after retirement, to accompany his daughter and granddaughter to take care of her life.

   Such a person is a traitor?

   To be honest, Fang Ze was a little unbelievable.

   Is the old man of Shanhui too scheming? Or. Is there any other inside story?

  Fang Ze always feels a little weird

   However, according to Shanhui's reaction, according to the polygraph results, and reasoning. Shanhui is indeed a traitor.

   Therefore, Fang Ze didn't know what the problem was.

   I wonder if Fang Ze was silent for a little too long, and Xiao Bailing was also a little anxious across from Qingfenghua.

   She patted the small table in front of her and said, "Fang Ze, Fang Ze, did you listen to me?"

   "Huh?" Fang Ze came back to his senses, then smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry. I lost my mind."

   "You said? What's wrong?"

  Little Bailing took out a map, then pointed at it and said, "I'll tell you."

   "Sister Bai said that early tomorrow morning, she will give an order to lift your wanted list and lift the entire blockade."

   "Let's meet at this place at noon tomorrow."

   "When the time comes, Sister Bai wants to have a good chat with you, and give you the promised things by the way."

   She paused and said, "The bonus may be given later, but Sister Bai said that the credit should be around 300,000."

   "If it's not enough, she'll make it up for you."

   "Then, the defensive Noble Phantasm, she carries it with her, and she can also give it to you when the time comes."

   Hearing Xiao Bailing's words, Fang Ze smiled and said, "Okay. Thank you, Chief Bai for me. Then we'll see you at noon tomorrow."

   hung up the communication, Fang Ze looked at the time, it was 2 am.

   There are still five or six hours before his identity is restored.

  When the time comes, he can go from criminal to free!

   This made him struggle for half a month since he traveled, and finally got results!

  Think about it and be happy!

   As for going to see Bai Zhi?

Stop dreaming. He is not stupid.

   The other party was trying to figure out his body. If he went, he would definitely be forced to stay. How could he save Miaomiao?

   Moreover, Fang Ze has not tried Cui Xuemin yet, so he is not sure if his [Late Night Investigation Room] is what the organization is looking for.

   hurriedly returned to the task force. If the late-night investigation room was found to be what the organization was looking for, the Security Bureau wanted to hand over the criminal evidence by itself.

   So, let’s finish investigating Cui Xuemin first and confirm that he is really all right.

   Not to mention. I don’t know if it’s a hunch.

   Fang Ze always felt that the task force was not over yet. If he goes back now, his little shrimp is very dangerous.

  Thinking like this, Fang Ze stopped thinking about seeing Bai Zhi.

   He lay on the rattan bed that January, 23, set up for him, motioned for January, 23, to keep watch, to avoid the arrival of the enemy, and then fell into a deep sleep.

  Maybe because of these two days of fleeing, I was too tired.

  Fang Ze slept until three poles in the sun.

   He raised his watch and looked at it, it was past ten o'clock.

   Then he looked down at the trap and One Two Three under the tree.

The    trap was not destroyed, indicating that the enemy did not come.

   On the other hand, One Two Three was lying on the ground, staring at a small red flower on the ground in a daze.

   was stunned for a while, and it stretched out its wooden palm as if it had "understood the secret".

   Moments later, a small flower also grew from its palm.

   Seeing that it really bloomed, it danced happily like a fool.

   Fang Ze on the rattan bed couldn't help showing a smile.

   Then he rolled over and jumped off the tree, patted One Twenty Three on the arm, and said, "Okay. Stop playing. Time to go. We're going to save people."

   Back to the cave where the things were stored, Fang Ze didn't bring everything with him.

   He just put the 30,000 dollies and the remaining 20 crystals close to his body, hung three daggers on his waist, carried 20 feather arrows on his back, and lifted the iron spear. I took one, two or three on the way home.

   As for the other things, they were all hidden by him on the spot, so that in case of an accident, he could come back and continue.

   Sitting on the shoulders of One Two Three, the return trip was very fast.

  One, two, three arms turned into two long vines, like apes, hooking on the big trees along the way, and swaying in the jungle like this.

  Fang Ze's legs trembled with fright at first.

   I was afraid that the two would fall and die.

   But gradually, I relaxed and began to enjoy the original pleasure of freedom.

  Just like this, after running for three or four hours, looking at the increasingly unfamiliar environment, Fang Ze felt something was wrong: No! What's wrong with this place? One, two, three, this guy can't go in the wrong direction, right?

at the same time.

  Qingshan City, a slum.

   A fierce conflict is breaking out here.

   Ever since the gang blocked the streets of the slum, the atmosphere in the slum has been very tense.

  Even though there were people from the Probe Agency in the middle to understand the situation, but because the slums themselves were in a state of unmanagement and their strength was poor, they all left in despair.

   It's not that people in the ghetto don't want to fight, but the gang is too powerful.

   There are more than 200 strong men, more than 40 warriors, and three awakened people.

  They couldn't resist at all.

  So, although there was a bit of excitement these days, it didn't help.

   And this morning, the gang members also started beating along the street with machetes and iron basins like the previous days.

   Compared to the previous two days, they were obviously much more irritable. Not only did he start knocking on the things in his hand, but he also started holding a machete on the doors and windows of the residents along the street, smashing and threatening.

  Some poor people couldn't see it, so they opened the door and said a few words, but they were dragged to the middle of the street by several gang members, hacked to death in the street, and the corpses were displayed on the street.

   This made more poor people in these streets tremble, indignant and angry.

   So I spontaneously started to organize, gather, and want to ask for life.

   (end of this chapter)