Nan Mizhu thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's fine, but you have to listen to me when the time comes. Ordinary people cannot intervene in the investigation of the Public Security Department. When the time comes, you can say that you were sent by my father to protect me."

"I know, let's go, let's go."

Wu Luo stretched out his hand to stop Nan Mizhu's slender waist. His rough hands fell on her waist, then slid down, squeezed gently and said, "Remember what you said, you should stay with me well after the case is over."

"Okay, okay, okay, don't make trouble."

Nan Mizhu knocked off Wu Luo's mischievous hand like a child, and then glanced at her exposed skin in surprise: "Luo Luo, your skin has gotten better recently, what skin care products do you use?"

"Yeah……"

Wu Luo touched the [skin] on his hand silently. The skin planted by his brother unknowingly grew all over his body.

Some changes occurred quietly.

After leaving the hotel, Wu Luo drove and the two of them sped into the scene of the crime.

After getting off the car, Wu Luo found that this place was indeed a primitive jungle as described by Nan Mizhu.

There were a few vehicles from the Public Security Department parked beside the highway, and the cordon had been drawn up.

A man over fifty years old, wearing a leather jacket and holding a cigarette from the corner of his mouth, stood at the edge of the woods and quietly responded to the questioning of several security guards:

"When was the body discovered?"

"Just now, it was the same as before. I didn't dare to move and immediately reported it to the Public Security Department."

"Well, let's make a formal transcript later."

…

Nan Mizhu came over with Wu Luo, who was tall and tall, and asked the security guard who was questioning him: "How are you doing? Have you found anything new?"

"Sister Nan."

When the young male security guard saw Nan Mizhu coming, a trace of obsession flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head and sighed: "What else can I find? This damn place is not under surveillance, so I can't find anything."

Wu Luo on the side heard this, silently touched the fair skin on his hand, turned to look at the man who was over fifty years old and said with a smile: "Brother, are you the one watching the woods nearby?"

"Well, I'm the ranger in this area."

"How many years have you been working?"

"Almost ten years."

"Awesome, have you seen disabled people or impressive people entering and exiting the woods recently?"

Wu Luo continued to ask.

Nan Mizhu on the side frowned and said, "Luoluo, why are you asking these questions?"

The young male security guard also showed a puzzled look, looked at Nan Mi Zhu and said: "Sister Nan, this is..."

"My Father……"

"I was sent by the superiors to take charge of Miss Nan Mizhu's safety..." Wu Luo smiled slightly and spoke first from the side.

"right."

Nan Mizhu nodded, and the male security guard beside him was in awe. He thought of the rumors related to Sister Nan.

It is said that this Sister Nan is great, and the person standing behind her is a certain giant from the Public Security Bureau. Now she is just here to get gold plated in Dachang City Public Security Bureau, and sooner or later she will enter the decision-making level of the Public Security Bureau.

"I've never seen the disabled person you mentioned, or any other impressive person."

The ranger shook his head and replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I have been working for ten years. There is only one road here. I guard the pavilion at the intersection every day. As long as someone drives or passes by, I will definitely know." The forest ranger affirmed.

"Okay, big brother, thank you."

Wu Luo touched the skin on his hand silently and said to Nan Mi Zhu, "Mi Zhu, I want to go into the crime scene in the forest and take a look."

"what have you found?"

"Go in and take a look first, and then we'll talk."

"All right."

Nan Mi Zhu nodded, and led Wu Luo and Wu Luo to walk step by step into the depths of the forest, stepping on dead branches and leaves.

There was nothing surprising about the murder scene. It was surrounded by trees. A male corpse fell down and his face was buried in a bush. There was a bullet hole in the back, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.

"Is this death the same as the previous ones?" Wu Luo asked after scanning for a few times.

"Same."

Nan Mizhu stepped forward and looked at it carefully again, and confirmed: "Being shot in the back is indeed the same way as the previous ones."

"Understood."

Wu Luo turned his head and glanced at Nan Mizhu, showed a strange smile and said: "Remember your promise."

Then, she loudly announced to all the security guards nearby: "The murderer is a person who stutters. Let's investigate quickly to see if there are any people with speech disabilities living in the surrounding area!"

The ranger who followed was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "There is a young man at the nearest gas station. He is a man with a severe stutter."

"It's just him. Please lead the way. You, you, you, and you, follow me."

Wu Luo greeted the security guards and set off together.

…

Two hours later.

afterwards!

afterwards!

Nan Mizhu sat up from the bed dripping with sweat and looked at Wu Luo with her shining eyes: "How on earth did you know that the murderer was a speech impediment with a stutter?!"

"It's very simple..."

Wu Luo smiled slightly, sat up straight and said, "I discovered a suspicious point. All the victims were shot in the back."

"When the murderer was armed with a gun and the victim was unarmed, why did he have to choose a sneak attack from behind instead of a headshot?"

"Why?" Nan Mizhu asked curiously.

"Stupid, of course, it's because the murderer doesn't want others to see him. He doesn't want others to see him. He doesn't want to be seen, so he chooses to sneak attack from behind."

"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, he has intellectual problems and has been ridiculed since he was a child, so he has an inferiority complex. But this is impossible, because the murderer handles every crime scene so cleanly."

"This is definitely not something a mentally retarded person can do!"

Wu Luo said lightly, silently pinching Nan Mizhu's delicate face.

Nan Mizhu patted her offending hand away and said, "You continue."

"I asked the forest ranger if any disabled people or people with impressive looks have been in and out of the woods recently. In other words, there is nothing wrong with the appearance of the murderer. He is an ordinary person who is not remembered."

"So since there is no problem with his appearance, it should be invisible hidden diseases that make him feel inferior. Most invisible hidden diseases are obstacles in the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mouth."

"And this won't be about the eyes. If a murderer is blind, how can he kill the victim with one shot?"

"It's not a problem with the sense of smell and taste. Barriers in these areas often don't make people feel inferior. And if they are simply mute or deaf, they won't have such a strong feeling if they don't speak or hear other people's ridicule.

She has an inferiority complex and doesn’t want others to see her.”

"If this is the case, then only people who stutter can speak, and others will easily discover his language shortcomings and laugh at them!"

Wu Luo continued to analyze: "After confirming that the murderer was a stuttering patient, I targeted the woods. Because the woods are relatively remote, how could a stuttering patient stay here in the middle of the night and wait for an opportunity to kill?"

"There is only one possibility, and that is that there was a problem between the murderer and the victim. The most likely reason is that the victim once laughed at the murderer's hidden illness!"

Nan Mizhu's eyes became brighter and brighter as she listened. She hugged Wu Luo tightly and admired her: "Yes, you are right. After interrogation by my colleagues, the message just sent said that Luo Hai from the gas station had a crush on her.

He confessed his crime."

"And he emphasized that it was those people who laughed at him first, so he started killing people in anger! Luoluo, my God, are you really my Luoluo, or are you still the big-muscled tyrant I am familiar with? You will not be killed by the god of death.

Is he possessed?"

...No, it is not possessed by the primary school student of Death, but by my brother! Wu Luo lowered his head and glanced at the skin on his hands, and said with a faint smile: "Then you have to see if there are pinholes all over the back of my neck, Mi Zhu

"People will change. Look, haven't I become smarter?"

Since being planted with [Skin], she found that her ability to process various information has greatly improved.

So when she accompanied Nan Mizhu to the place where the murder took place, she actually had a vague premonition.

And this information processing ability is still deepening with the influence of [Pi].

"By the way, have your colleagues told you where Luo Hai got his gun? This is a prohibited item, and ordinary people will never have it, let alone a gas station employee."

Wu Luo wondered curiously. When it came to this information, her brain instinctively avoided it, and then she gradually came to her senses.

"That doesn't tell me..."

Nan Mizhu lazily leaned into Wu Luo's arms and said, "But they will definitely ask about such an important matter. We will find out when we go back to the Public Security Department tomorrow."

The typo was corrected later. Readers, if you like to catch up on it, don’t worry about it. Alas, I’ve been memorizing it all the time lately. It seems like the editor doesn’t like whatever I write.
Chapter completed!