"Damn fat man, what have you been doing these past few days since you moved to Xiuxian Villa?"
Zhao Dezhu, who was stared at by Tang Ya and the foreign girl, couldn't keep it off his face and started to cause trouble.
"It's all about investigating the case."
The fat man replied calmly that during the five days he moved here, he not only practiced martial arts to lose weight, but also used his free time to look for clues in his own way.
"etc."
Tang Ya calmed down and went straight to the point: "Mr. Pei, what do these monks with clearly marked prices have to do with the murder?"
The fat man replied: "It may be a coincidence that Sun Xiaomei was killed nearby. But there was a male monk named Ma Mingliang who opened the nearby function and had the keyword psychic dragon fruit on his signature. He was also killed, so it may not be a coincidence. .”
Zhao Dezhu had cooperated with Fatty several times and immediately caught on to the idea: "Six thousand five hundred yuan per pound of psychic dragon fruit has extra blessings for fire root monks, and the effect is no less than 11 thousand pounds of spiritual cherries." .”
Tang Ya was immediately inspired: "You mean that cat demon specifically attacks the monks nearby, and the targets of the attack are all monks who need dragon fruit?"
Fatty said: "It's hard to draw a conclusion from these two examples. As long as we find out whether there are several other victims who have done the same operation, it will be easy to judge."
"Please wait a moment, I'll ask someone."
After Tang Ya finished speaking, she walked out, as if she was going to investigate through a certain way.
Ten minutes later, she came back, and her tone was not as calm as before: "Everyone, it can be confirmed that five deceased people have turned on the nearby function, and their signatures all have the keyword 'Psychic Dragon Fruit'. In addition, The two deceased persons cannot be verified yet.”
"Five is enough. If there are five out of seven, there must be something wrong!" The foreign girl became excited.
"No, this is not right." Zhao Dezhu raised a question: "The deceased were four men and three women. If the murderer committed the crime through this method, he would usually look for male monks or female monks. How could there be both men and women?"
"This is normal. In my hometown, many people are both male and female, not to mention monsters." The foreign girl is indeed a foreign girl, and one sentence revealed too much.
"The murderer did not engage in that kind of behavior with the deceased. He targeted the Fire Spirit Root monk as his prey and devoured the essence of life. It made no difference to him whether the target was a man or a woman." Tang Ya kept looking at Pei Yin when she spoke. Now she I began to believe that the fat man whom Zhao Dezhu strongly recommended could indeed create miracles.
"Then we can follow this clue and follow the clues." The foreign girl was so excited that she said the wrong idiom again.
"Don't worry, there is one more thing." The fat man became calmer as he got closer to the truth: "Mr. Tang, can you find the chat records of the victim before his death? Even if there is a record of the victim."
"You mean to find out the murderer's repair number through chat records?" Tang Ya drew inferences again.
"That's right, the murderer has activated his spiritual intelligence and doesn't kill randomly like low-level demons. This thing can use Xiuxiu, has added friends with the victim, negotiated the price, knows which floor and number the target lives on, and can touch it at night. Go in and commit murder," the fat man said.
"This clue is in the hands of the investigation team, and outsiders have no right to investigate." Tang Ya smiled bitterly: "And once I ask about this, the investigation team will probably take the first step."
"This is also a way. The investigation team is full of experts, and the equipment is much higher than that of civilian demon hunters. They are better at taking action than us." Zhao Dezhu said.
"I'm afraid that for the sake of so-called stability, those people will pretend that this incident never happened. I specially invite everyone here today. You should understand my position." In Tang Ya's words, she was very resistant to the investigation team and wanted to bring a group of people with her. Go check it out.
"Has Mr. Tang already thought of a solution?" Zhao Dezhu asked.
"What can I do? This clue was found by Mr. Pei. I would like to ask Mr. Pei to point out a clear path." The female CEO was a bit of a fangirl, and she admired Mr. Pei highly.
"If you don't check the chat history, you can only try fishing to subdue the monster." Fatty said.
"What is fishing to subdue monsters? Is this an idiom?" the foreign girl asked curiously.
"Just a simple way, we copy the deceased's Xiu Xiu signature to lure the murderer into taking the bait." Fatty said.
"The murderer's strength is unfathomable. If he really comes to the door, who among us can withstand him?" Zhao Dezhu was under great pressure.
"There are four of us fighting one by one. If we set up an ambush in advance, we still have a chance of winning. Besides, since Mr. Tang has said that he will deal with the monsters himself, he should have an ace in the hole." Fatty said.
"Ignoring how to fight the monster, how are you sure that thing will take the bait?" Tang Ya's words, consciously or unconsciously, admitted that she had a trump card.
"You can search nearby again. Anyway, I've been searching for five days and I haven't seen any monks within a few kilometers who need dragon fruit for signatures."
The fat man said: "Spring is not over yet, and it is the season when cats have fever. If you don't have a better way, why not take a gamble with me."
The three of them carefully searched the area, and sure enough they didn't find the "Fitaya Dragon Fruit Crossed Circle" monk.
It should be said or not, Fatty was careful in searching the neighborhood.
Boys who use their heart will always get support.
Tang Ya weighed the pros and cons and made a decision: "The incident started because of me, so I will be the bait. Mr. Pei, I rarely post selfies. Do I need to post a few photos of cooler clothes like Sun Xiaomei did?"
"No, it's not appropriate for you to come." The fat man denied ruthlessly.
"Why?" Tang Ya asked.
"First of all, Mr. Tang, you are too well-known in this area. Once you publish 'that kind of content', it will inevitably attract bees and butterflies, and hundreds of animals will harass you. At that time, we will not be able to tell who is the murderer." .”
"Secondly, you met the murderer that night and it didn't attack you. There are two possibilities. Either it knows you, or it is afraid of you. Using you as a bait will make the murderer more vigilant."
The fat man thought carefully and spoke eloquently.
Tang Ya was persuaded and changed her mind: "In fact, there is no need to use my own photo to register a small account and find a few pictures online as avatars. It will be difficult for the murderer to identify the authenticity."
"Don't underestimate the monster's intelligence. The murderer is probably lurking nearby and is very familiar with the faces of the monks in the Immortal Garden. Maybe that thing came to check on the place in the middle of the night and made some fake pictures on the Internet, which would alert the snake." Fatty said.
"What should we do?" Tang Ya asked.
"It's very simple, let me do it." The fat man said as if a strong man would never return.
"You..." The foreign girl couldn't help but interjected: "Mr. Pei, no offense intended, I just want to ask, if you upload a photo of yourself, will anyone date you?"
"I've been offended."
The fat man looked sad: "But you are right, no normal person would date a fat guy like me. Unless the other person is not a human being."
The foreign girl understood: "Just like Mr. Tang said just now, the murderer will not consider whether the target is male or female, nor will he consider beauty or ugliness. He is only interested in monks who need dragon fruit?"
"You can remove the word "beautiful or ugly" and everyone will understand without saying it.
The fat man became even more distressed, and launched a series of tricks in public.
He set his Xiuxiu settings to be public to those nearby, changed his signature, and said, "Everyone, try to see if you can search for me."
The three of them cooperated in the search and found the fat man within 10 meters nearby.
That profile picture is eye-catching, and the signature is even more eye-catching: Sisters, who wants to stay up all night eating dragon fruit with me?
Tang Ya sweated for the fat man and felt inexplicably ashamed.
At the same time, I also realized the sacrifices made by Fatty.
From now on, Mr. Pei's reputation will be bad, and everyone who searches the area will know what kind of thing this fat man is.
The foreign girl didn't think much about it. She watched the fat man sticking out his tongue and licking the head of a psychic dragon fruit. She just wanted to say, "Hello, you're a horse chakra!"
