"Although I am a policeman, you are the 'suspect', I have to say that you are still so clever."

After Cheng Ze placed Zhang Zichen on the control chair, he sat opposite him and stared at the other party intently, trying to see through the other party, but found that it seemed to be futile.

Zhang Zichen ignored Cheng Ze's words, but just smiled, then looked up at the surveillance camera on the eaves, and realized that such cameras could not record sounds, but could only record images. This is also the reason why Cheng Ze spoke a little casually in the room review.

"When I was training in the police department, I chose the book "Shelmes Detective Collection", but I learned all the methods of investigating and solving cases, thinking logic and psychological chess. I have never looked down on the small methods like you."

Cheng Ze, who was a little irritable just now, seemed to have become much more patient since Zhang Zichen finished speaking and was not in a hurry to interrogate the relevant situation. Instead, he started to talk to him about "home talk".

"I don't think that's a small trick, but the fact that my logic tells me. I respect the book and the author of Sherlock Holmes very much, but it seems that it's not the time to talk about this, I think we should talk about this."

These extremely practical routines during interrogation seemed to be a bit of a pediatrician for Zhang Zichen. He raised his hand and squinted his eyes to Cheng Ze to signal the handcuffs on his hands.

"Oh? Do you finally want to explain anything?"

"It's not an explanation, but I have something to do at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Although I have nothing to do with that... well... I just want to get out as soon as possible. When I walked through the hall just now, I looked at the watch and it's almost a little bit."

"Who do you think you are, you can talk nonsense here if you are a little clever? You don't know what situation you are in yet. One thing I want to remind you is that this is the police station! And you are a suspect!"

Listening to Zhang Zichen's annoying words, Cheng Ze returned to a policeman full of justice and seriousness.

"No, no, no, my plan now is to talk to you first."

No matter what Cheng Ze said, Zhang Zichen always looked at the other person calmly, as if he had guessed the other person's words long ago.

"Put your cleverness and don't tell me any plans. In the police station, there is no room for you to play your plans. To put the most practical thing, if you are really smart, you should know what you want to explain."

"Of course my plan is what I want to say. I mean, since I have something to do tomorrow and you want to make a difference in your job, then why not make an exchange? It's a very simple exchange. I will help you find the real murderer, and you will hang me for a while and ensure that I can leave the police station at 7 o'clock."

Zhang Zichen spread his hands and immediately threw out a trump card, but this kind of trump card with a king-like nature was not so easy to accept for a while.

"Looking for the murderer...and looking for the real murderer..."

Cheng Ze sneered that Zhang Zichen was the first such "shameless" person he had met in the past few years. As the biggest suspect in the murder case, he was even bargaining with the police with shameless words.

"You can't see detailed photos of the scene here, and it's even more impossible to do any other investigation work. If you do this exchange with me, you can catch the real murderer and let me go after confirming it. I can't run away here. For you, you not only have no loss, but also have a chance to perform. How about it? Consider it?"

The conversation hits the key points directly, which is the shortcut to the goal. Zhang Zichen's words are meticulous and clean, and his faint magnetic nature makes people sound very comfortable and can easily dispel the other party's doubts.

"Think about dreaming with you? Who do you think you are? Just by you?"

As a top student who graduated from a regular police academy, Cheng Ze would not easily believe this so-called fairy tale even if he dreamed during his day.

"Of course it's up to me. Could it be that Lou Yang and Captain Lou are so busy that I still have to trouble him?"

Since he had thrown his trump card, he should add some seasoning. Zhang Zichen immediately calmed down his voice, raised his lips and said casually.

Cheng Ze's contemptuous eyes instantly became serious, and his sneer stopped abruptly, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhang Zichen's expression of beating.

"You...have you seen the signboard on the west gate? It shouldn't be, it's the one that takes you around... Do you know Team Lou? Or did you see his name from where did you see it?"

Unable to think of any connection between the person on the opposite side and Captain Lou Yang, Cheng Ze frowned and thought about it.

"Okay, you don't have to guess anymore. When we passed by the office hall just now, Captain Louyang signed a document. Although the distance between him and us was very far, I couldn't see any words he wrote, but when I saw that the person who handed the document was just sorted out from the photocopier, I handed it directly to Captain Louyang. Instead of opening the previous few pages, I opened the last page directly, and pointed at Captain Louyang to indicate a location, and then I waited directly next to me. These actions were obvious, and Louyang was asked to let him go.

The captain signed his own name; when he entered the house, you had already called Captain Louyang's surname, so I don't need to think about the first word. If I remember correctly, you cannot use concatenation to sign the regular documents of your Public Security Bureau. In the second word, I saw Lou first gesture a stroke of Arabic numerals with three, then vertically moved to the right, and then simply four strokes to complete the signature. This action clearly shows that Lou's name only has one word, and it is next to the ear knife, with left and right structure, and four strokes to the right. It is not difficult to think that it is the word Yang."

During the process of Zhang Zichen's speech, Cheng Ze's face changed several times, and the expression that finally frozen seemed to have words written on it, and it was just that simple, but why didn't I expect it?

Cheng Ze leaned on his chin and pressed his head against the table, staring at Zhang Zichen with a bright look, but he did not comment on the exchange that Zhang Zichen had said before.

"Didn't you just say you have any plans? Now we've finished talking nonsense. Such a big detective, what's your plan next?"

"What else can it be? Of course, I will tell you where the real murderer is. Whether you agree to exchange it or not, but I remind you that there is not much time left."

"Bang!"

When Cheng Ze heard this, he could no longer remain calm, and slapped the table suddenly, frightening Zhang Zichen, who was rubbing his nose with his eyes closed and rubbing his nose opposite.
Chapter completed!