This slightly strange change of position still attracted Mai Fan's great attention.
He thought for a while and changed his plan.
Mai Fan slipped out quietly from the front door, and then approached the man from the east side against the wall.
Sure enough, the man hiding under the wall was bending over and sticking his butt out, as if he was waiting for something to happen.
He probably heard the noise on the other side of the wall. He didn't align the signal with him here, or didn't give more accurate feedback. The people here were already suspicious.
Look at this posture, and then look at the weapon in his hand. If he had just climbed over from this low wall, he would have to bear the brunt of this person's sneak attack.
Conflicts are inevitable, just because the noise is too loud and might wake up the neighbors.
Mai Fan didn't want to cause any commotion before he completely solved them.
The most important thing is that he doesn't want others to know that he did these things.
Mai Fan, who turned from prey to hunter, quickly eliminated the unsuspecting killer.
He didn't care about the opponent's weapons, nor about the opponent's ignition device.
He even threw the dagger he snatched from the first killer into the toilet.
Disguise the scene as if it has nothing to do with him.
He returned to his hut quietly.
Now it's up to Jack to discover this when he returns.
However, this was the first time that Mai Fan's guess was wrong. When the sky was about to be dark, Jack came back.
Mai Fan was woken up again by the alarm. He lay on the edge of the window, which was just covered with torn paper, and watched Jack perform a series of bizarre behaviors through the gap.
Jack, who planned to sneak into the yard quietly, gasped for air at the door and stared at the corpses and weapons on the ground for several minutes.
Next, Jack was probably thinking.
After thinking about it, he actually did nothing.
He bypassed the body, the weapons, and the gasoline-smelling debris, slipped in quietly through the crack in the door, and returned to his room.
Oh, by the way, he sneaked out at night.
If he makes noises at the door or gives an early warning, it will give away that he has been out at night.
Okay, let's wait for other people to discover it.
Looking at the sky outside, Mai Fan couldn't sleep either.
The people in this courtyard were all poor people, and soon a few people who had gotten up early came out of their respective houses.
This coming out is amazing.
A person walking to the toilet with a lamp in his hand.
It's a miserable cry.
The candle that fell to the ground almost ignited the debris at the door that no one of the killers had ignited.
As soon as the scream came to mind, everyone stopped sleeping.
Creak, creak.
People in several rooms opened the doors and came out.
"Why are you making such a fuss? What time is it?"
"Hey, I'm going! People are dead."
Chaotic noises, screams, adults crying, children fussing.
For a time, the No. 3 Handyman Compound became an alien in the darkness of this slum.
There were also angry and cursing sounds coming from the surrounding courtyards close to them.
More and more people came out of their homes to see what was going on.
Then they smelled a strange smell, saw bloody corpses, and people in Courtyard No. 3 jumping up and down, crying and howling.
Some people who were far away had already put on their shoes and hurriedly ran towards the police station.
No matter who did it, there was a murder here. Such a big case is not something that ordinary people can solve.
I heard that four or five people died here.
Even the most procrastinating police officers became more diligent.
There are usually many deaths in the slums.
But most of them are homeless people who died of starvation and freezing, or poor men who died in accidents.
The police often delay from receiving a report to arriving at the scene.
But this case is really too bad.
Four or five people died at once, and they were all holding sharp knives and showing signs of committing crimes.
It is inevitable that the York City police will not treat it as a major case.
The arriving police quickly came to a conclusion. This was a premeditated murder case.
Because these people who died were all familiar faces.
Several men are wanted criminals, as well as a local gangster who peddles information.
But when I checked here, it felt strange again.
The entire Handyman No. 3 courtyard is filled with poor people who know their roots.
The shortest I have lived here is more than half a year.
What on earth did these poor people get into that made them put so much effort into annihilating them?
It's puzzling that the case has reached this point.
Then, the case process proceeds to the next step.
All the people in this yard can't even think about going to work. They have to face round after round of police questioning, and every detail is not missed.
Mai Fan looked at Jack subconsciously.
Since the Handyman No. 3 courtyard has been used as a temporary questioning point, other people in the courtyard can hear the police's questions and everyone's answers.
Naturally, Mai Fan also heard Jack's answer.
"Yes, after I came back from the dock with my coworkers yesterday, I never left the house again."
"Yes, we live across the street from each other. Mai Fan can testify for me."
"Our life has been very simple these past few years."
"Just go to work, sleep, sleep and then go back to work."
"I don't even have any other special hobbies. I just want to save some money, marry a wife who knows both coldness and hotness, and form a small, warm family."
"If there are any changes."
"Yesterday we went to look for the police patrol spot at the pier, which provided some clues to Detective Rock."
"Yes, that's a clue to some of the cargo we moved from a luxury cruise ship."
"Sir, it can't be caused by these things."
It's hard to say. This is an important clue.
The policeman who asked for this information suddenly perked up.
This is much more useful than just asking about what I ate and what I slept, which were all boring records.
Because of this clue, it didn't take long for the police to find Detective Rock.
Detective Roque, who was still testing the weird old man in the house.
Another clue for in-depth investigation was found here.
"If it were this guy, I might find a breakthrough."
"This guy's gang, I've dealt with them before."
"The leader of the gang was involved in a series of false accusations a few years ago."
"Because of the crucial clues I found. I helped him escape from that false accusation."
"He's still making the most of York City."
Probably thanks to the testimony given by Detective Rock in court.
