The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 Ai Liang did tricks on the water pipe. Even in the middle of the night, Wang Zi's house did not have water. This was to prevent him from continuing to set fire to and use the sewer to burn the gloves away.

　　 Thanks to his gift, Wang Zi's family will take a shower tonight for meals outside.

　　Because the gloves are cotton fabrics, throwing them directly into the public toilets is likely to cause blockages and there is monitoring around them. It is better to find other places to dispose of the gloves.

　　Wang Zi tiptoedly walked to the living room and put his head on the door of his parents' room. After hearing the sound of even breathing, he turned on the small lamp beside the door, changed his sports shoes, and gently opened the anti-theft door and left.

　　 He didn't dare to walk through the main entrance of the community, and clumsily crawled out of the side railing.

　　Perhaps because he was doing something bad, Wang Zi would look back after walking one or two hundred meters, always feeling as if someone was following him.

　　 After just a few steps like this, he even woke up a tramp who was sleeping on a bench on the way. To be precise, the two were shocked at each other.

　　 After nearly two hours, he finally came to a waste recycling station.

　　 He was finally wiser, instead of throwing his gloves near his home, he ran here.

　　 If the police have doubts about him, they will definitely call in the surrounding surveillance and search for the trash can.

　　 Even if the garbage cans are cleaned by garbage trucks every morning, the police can follow the vine to find the garbage dump.

　　 And in order to prevent residents from dumping trash, most of the trash cans are monitored. He sneakily took out a black plastic from his pocket and threw it in instead of telling the police that I had a problem.

In contrast, although the waste recycling station is not large, it is often visited by people who pick up the rags. He only needs to throw the gloves here, and they will be used by the scavengers tomorrow morning. It is reasonable to pick up the rags and wear a pair of gloves. Right?

　　Who would have thought that those gloves would be a tool for murder.

　　 There is one more thing. These gloves were secretly taken in the warehouse of his own supermarket. There is no purchase record at all. It is even more difficult to identify the murderer by screening those who have recently purchased the gloves.

　　 Apart from this, it is not certain whether the glasses can remove the suspicion. It may be that the criminal police directly convicted the glasses because they could not find other suspects.

　　 Thinking of here, Wang Zi immediately felt relieved a lot, threw the garbage bag in through the iron gate, and left.

　　 What Wang Zi didn't know was that the glasses were not in school at all last night, and the police had locked him through Gao Jiajia's interpersonal relationship.

　　 After Wang Zi left, Ai Liang walked to the gate of waste recycling. He did not go in and pick up the bag.

　　 All of Wang Zi’s anti-reconnaissance abilities come from the details in that novel. Except for the details described in the book, he is an impulsive fool.

　　 Have you never thought that fingerprints will be left on trash bags?

　　 I didn't know to wipe it with clothes before throwing it.

　　 Ai Liang looked at his leaving back and shook his head.

　　According to Ai Liang's previous judgment, he knew to wear gloves when committing the crime; he knew to cut off the monitoring power; he knew to direct the chain of evidence such as crime tools to scavengers in the school.

　　 Ai Liang was also worried at the beginning that Wang Zi was a criminal with high intelligence and would wait for an opportunity to destroy the evidence, causing the police to be unable to convict him even if he knew he was the murderer.

　　 After seeing Wang Zi and reading his brain, he discovered that he is an ordinary teenager who can be seen everywhere, and those details are all derived from novels.

Thinking of this, Ai Liang doesn't care much. In Ai Liang's view, the police can make him confess guilty by using a little interrogation method. Before telling Xia Qinian that the police could catch the murderer within a week, it really puts the police under the radar. There are traces of the crime, and he will be arrested this weekend at most.

　　 Having said that, Ai Liang still did not leave. He planned to stay here for the whole night.

Only the office and warehouse are monitored in the waste recycling station, so even if Wang Zi comes in over the wall, it doesn’t matter. The Fool has something to think about. He is worried that if Wang Zi reacts, bring a lighter and burn the gloves directly. It's not good.

　　 It is now in the middle of the night, most of the detectives are resting. It is a fuss to call the police just for the fact that one person runs to the waste recycling station in the middle of the night and throws away bags of garbage.

　　 After all, other people didn't know that the bag contained tools of crime, and Ai Liang had no evidence to prove it, so I should wait until dawn today.

　　 Ai Liang took out his mobile phone. Yesterday, there was not much power left during the whole day of standby. He found a mobile phone charging box nearby, scanned the code and placed the mobile phone on the charging board.

　　 was too lazy to pick the floor, so he sat directly on the chair near the charging box and waited quietly for the arrival of the morning.

　　......

　　 The sky is bright, the criminal police team.

　　 "I brought you breakfast, so I will refresh myself with a sip of tea."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 The police officer Wang who brought Xia Qinian into the criminal police team yesterday said without looking up.

　　 "You have to check the surveillance early in the morning. The technical department is really hard."

　　 Another detective sighed. He put the buns on the table and stood behind Officer Wang with a cup of tea.

　　 "It's not early in the morning. I didn't sleep all night. The Stone team gave me the order to die. When he comes to the team today, he must see the relevant video of the suspect."

　　 Police officer Wang’s eyes were bloodshot, and he manipulated the mouse with his right hand to continuously zoom in and zoom out certain details of the video.

　　 "Who asked you to bring Xia Qinian in yesterday so that he would not die for the Stone team, and if you didn't rectify you, who would do it?"

　　 Hearing the gloating voice behind him, Officer Wang's face collapsed, and there was suffering.

　　 "Okay, what key evidence did the Stone team find yesterday? It's impossible to let you check and monitor without any characteristics, right?" The colleague who stood behind him sat down beside him.

“Lao Zhang extracted two kinds of textiles from the victim’s nails, red and white, one of which matches the gloves worn by the prisoner, and the other can only be inferred to be some kind of ornaments worn on his hands, and the victim is struggling. In the process of catching the murderer, perhaps the grasping force was too small, or the skin tissue cells were not extracted through the clothes."

　　 Police Officer Wang left the computer and put two drops of eye protection into his eyes, leaning on the chair and closing his eyes to rest.

　　 "Most of the students on a hot day take off their school uniforms. It's hard to find them with bare arms?"

　　 "Easy to find is easy to find, but these nearly a thousand students and teachers are almost blind when they look at it. You don't know to come and help. Two more people can handle it in a few hours at most."

The colleague looked at Officer Wang with contempt, as if looking at a broom star: "Come on, who would dare to help you at this time? Isn't it clear to work against the Stone team? You can't finish this job alone. "

　　 "The entire technical department was exhausted by you. I heard that Captain Shi caught someone yesterday as a training session. Fortunately, I asked for leave yesterday."

　　The colleague was very fortunate that he had escaped because of taking a leave of absence. Now he feels superior. He didn't notice that the police officer next to him was biting his lip as if he was trying to endure something.

　　 "Oh? So you feel lucky?"

　　 "That's not it, I give the nickname Lucky Star..."

　　 The colleague was holding a tea cup and was about to taunt the hapless police officer Wang, but suddenly discovered that the voice came from behind, and the voice was a bit familiar.

　　 He got up from the chair and stood in a military posture.

　　 "Gao Bin, you seem to be quite leisurely, holding a cup of tea here early in the morning, I thought which leader came to inspect it."

　　 An icy voice came from behind, and Gao Bin was so frightened that he sweated coldly. He didn't even dare to turn around. The police officer next to him tried his best to smile.

　　 "Wang Xun, have you done the comparison yet?"

　　Compared to Captain Gao Binshi who just returned, it is more related to the monitoring comparison results here.

　　 "Yes! The target has been targeted based on the victim's interpersonal relationship!"

　　 Police Officer Wang answered loudly without smiling.

　　 "Then..."

　　 Buzzing, buzzing.

　　 The vibration of the phone interrupted Captain Shi.

　　 He frowned and picked up the phone, saw Xia Qinian's name, and didn't want to hang up directly.

　　 Buzzing, buzzing.

　　 "Take the steamed buns out to eat, don't make it smell like a house."

　　 Wang Xun and Gao Bin immediately slipped out with the buns as if they were pardoned.

　　 After the two were separated, Captain Shi picked up the phone again, this time it was an unfamiliar number.

　　 "I am Shi Feng, who?"

　　 "Captain Shi, I’m Ai Liang, I may have found the crime gloves, can I trouble you to bring someone here?"

　　......

　　 The screen returns to the waste recycling station.

　　 Unlike the scavengers who are wearing worn and dirty clothes around, Ai Liang standing at the door of the waste recycling station is very eye-catching.

　　 The neat and clean clothes and the handsome face are incompatible with the scavengers around.

　　 Several people around kept a distance from Ai Liang with vigilant eyes, for fear that he was the kind of pervert who had nothing to do by bullying scavengers for fun.

　　 An elderly hunchbacked old man, carrying a woven bag, walked over two steps and kept a distance of two or three meters and asked: "Student baby, why don't you go to school early in the morning and run here?"

"Looking for something."

　　 Ai Liang looked at the humpbacked uncle, his eyes narrowed slightly, he felt that this man was a bit familiar.

"This is a recycle bin. There are some tatters in it. What good things can there be. Isn't it here to do some happiness investigation? I said you students don’t go to the big bosses, you have to look for us. What the old man and the old lady are doing, hurry up and go far, we don't know how to make a big call, don't prevent us from picking up things."

　　 Uncle Humpback noticed Ai Liang's gaze thinking that he was disgusting himself, and suddenly showed a wicked smile that was not very friendly and looked very wretched.

　　 Ai Liang did not speak. After seeing this wretched smile, he remembered who this person was. This wretched old man was the beggar who harassed Gao Jiajia in Wang Zi's memory.

　　 But it's useless to remember, because he saw the old man's eyes squinted, and the scavengers around gathered quietly, as if he was worried that Ai Liang would become angry and embarrassed.

　　 Ai Liang doesn't plan to pester them, but they have an attitude of wanting to provoke others.

　　 Just then the sound of the glasses suddenly came.

　　 "Ai Liang, why are you here?"

　　 Following the sound, a group of scavengers are happy.

　　 "Xiao Xu!"

　　 "It's Jihai who is back!"

　　 "You were taken away by the police yesterday, were you okay?"

　　 "That's right, if something happens, just tell us that although our lives are worthless, they can't be used to commit crimes!"

　　 The scavengers who were still hostile to Ai Liang, men and women, young and old, all approached their glasses to surround him, and you asked me every word.

　　 "It's okay, it's okay. My school that is shattered is killed. They just asked me to go over and cooperate with the investigation."

　　 Xu Zhihai touched the back of his head and smiled honestly at everyone.

　　 "Hmph! They don't have a good thing! Good things are not our turn, and if something bad happens, we think of us as soon as possible!" An elderly lady sneered bitterly.

　　 "Grandma Liu, it's not like that. Someone killed someone with the lazy rope I picked up and asked me to investigate. Didn't I come back intact."

　　 Xu Zhihai held the old lady's hand and explained to him patiently.

　　 "Fortunately, you didn't care to go back yesterday to help me sort out the waste cardboard, otherwise they will definitely throw this thing on your head!"

"No, Grandma Liu, we have to trust the police that they asked me to go over. Don't be misled by guys with ulterior motives. Yesterday they invited me to dinner in the criminal police team. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is all meat. dish."

　　 Xu Zhihai patiently explained to the people around him so that they would not have unnecessary misunderstandings.

　　 "Zhihai, do you know that kid?"

　　 The humpbacked uncle who first talked to Ai Liang seemed to have found the backbone and asked Ai Liang with his fingers unceremoniously.

　　 "Know, he is the student I told you about bringing me pancakes every day."

　　 Xu Zhihai quickly opened his mouth to resolve the hostility of everyone towards Ai Liang.

　　 Hearing these words, everyone looked at Ai Liang with less alertness and more approval.

　　 Many people are willing to buy cakes for people like them these days, but they insisted on buying them for two years. They have only heard of such one from Xu Zhihai in their entire lives.

　　 "Hey, I used to be acquaintances. The young man heard Zhihai say that you like reading? When I find it from my grandma, I will let Zhihai send it to you."

　　 Grandma Liu was the first to express her position to close the relationship.

　　 "Remember to pick up the whole one, don't give it to others."

　　 A sloppy middle-aged man reminded him.

　　 Grandma Liu gave him an angry look.

　　 Just as everyone was chatting around Xu Zhihai, the owner of the waste recycling station came.

　　 "Always let all, let all let, don't squeeze in a pile, let people not walk!"

　　 A sharp and haughty voice penetrated the crowd.

　　 and the others stood apart and made a way, the voice master nodded in satisfaction, and passed through the middle like the emperor's parade.

　　The familiar middle head, the familiar horoscope and black leather bag.

　　The visitor is the old grandson Ai Liang met in the breakfast shop before.

　　 He was also shocked when he saw Ai Liang, touched his pocket subconsciously, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that the phone was still there.