Lu Wen was washing dishes in the kitchen.
[cold war]
The analysis system suddenly gave such a prompt.
But this should be a problem that only arises in the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and he and Xia Chuluo had only known each other for less than a day.
So androids are indeed quite unreliable sometimes.
After washing the dishes, Lu Wen walked out of the kitchen.
Xia Chuluo was still leaning on the sofa, with a calm expression. He didn't look at his phone, he just sat there, not knowing what he was thinking.
[Men should take the initiative to ease the relationship]
The system gave this prompt.
It just so happened that this was what Lu Wen was planning to do.
"About your parents... I just went too far and didn't consider your mood." Lu Wen sat down next to the sofa.
"I can't control my emotions, so I never have friends. It's my fault." Xia Chuluo responded simply.
This girl actually apologized
Can't control your emotions, have a mental illness, or are you born with a bad temper
Sure enough, even geniuses are not perfect.
Just as Lu Wen was about to say something, Xia Chuluo's cell phone suddenly vibrated with someone calling.
"Hello?" Xia Chuluo said calmly.
"Someone died..."
"Yeah, I got it."
A few very brief sentences.
Lu Wen just knew that another murder had just occurred.
"Let's go, someone died again, I suddenly feel better."
Um
Why does this sound weird
The night is getting darker.
The moonlight was blocked by thick clouds.
In the gray mist, the slowly moving airship looked like a huge monster.
Steel surrounded the city, and dark red rust spread across its body.
The lonely tone is always cooler, with dim blue and gorgeous purple covering the high-rise buildings, somewhat hazy in the gray fog. At a glance, prosperity and decline can be seen.
The night seemed deserted, and gray fog invaded the whole world.
Old newspapers fly in the nameless streets.
"A bit too quiet."
Lu Wen drove the car slowly, and Xia Chuluo sat in the passenger seat.
Visibility was poor, but luckily he was an android.
On both sides of the blurry streets, there were homeless people sleeping among piles of scrap newspapers, and office workers returning home alone. The night and thick fog swallowed their bodies.
"Most people live far away and spend an hour or two driving to the city to work every day." Xia Chuluo said while sending the message to Lu Wen.
"It's a cement pillar again, and it's also from Landi Construction. His position is not low, he's a former executive..." Lu Wen received the message from Xia Chuluo.
There are too many unfinished reinforced concrete buildings in this huge city.
They stand alone in the hustle and bustle.
People build cities in deserts and turn cities into new deserts.
"In District 14, there is an unfinished building. The foreman ran away and the workers were dismissed, leaving a lot of materials and machines behind. No one has taken over yet. The incident happened an hour ago. If not unexpected, it should have happened early tomorrow morning. Someone noticed." Xia Chuluo swiped his phone, "But a street painter came over to report the incident and told what happened."
"But the deceased's name is not Li Jian." Lu Wen continued to browse the information. The android can browse the information while driving, which the human body cannot do.
"Tell me what you think." Xia Chuluo put down his phone and had already memorized the general facts of the case.
"The reward of 200,000 yuan is very high. It cannot be ruled out that the little painter created this case for the 200,000 yuan."
"This is a good idea, what else is there?"
"The deceased was also from the Landi Construction Group. He may have been an enemy from back then. Seeing Li Jian's death, he decided to take risks and imitate the crime."
"good."
More than half an hour later, the car arrived at the 14th District.
The bright car lights hit the gray steel bracket.
Artemisia grows tenaciously in the sand and gravel at the construction site, and is full of greenery.
The sand beneath my feet was a little soft.
"It didn't rain today. The murderer should have left footprints."
The two walked into the construction site side by side.
As soon as I entered, I saw the scene.
[drag mark]
[Footprint·161cm]
[The second type of footprint·174cm]
[Overwhelming weeds]
[Blender]
[Bloody Steel Pipe]
[Rusty steel bars]
[rope]
[…]
Just by taking a look at the scene, you can roughly imagine the scene at that time.
The scattered red bricks were sunk in the sand, the dirty and broken plastic sheets were covered with bags of cement, and the scaffolding was scattered all over the ground, all stained with rust.
The scene has been cordoned off.
Of course, it doesn't matter whether it's sealed or not. It's so late and few people are leaving this abandoned construction site.
More than a dozen executives arrived, but it was too late. Only two or three were dressed and one guy was even wearing pajamas.
The young painter who reported the crime was also brought here.
The little painter is very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with blond hair. He is wearing a colorfully dyed denim jacket with several holes in his pants.
He is not very tall, and he is holding a drawing board in his hand.
Seeing that everyone was almost here, I started asking questions.
"It's so late, why are you still out?"
Obviously, because the deceased was not Li Jian, many people became suspicious.
Two hundred thousand is enough to make people take risks.
And the target is this down-and-out little street painter.
"I... I'm short of money. Today... I saw the reward today, so I was ready to try my luck. The previous case happened in the 14th District, so I... I looked for the nearest construction site." The little painter looked at This was the first time I spoke in front of so many people, so I stuttered a bit.
He hugged the drawing board in his hand tightly and shrank his head.
[stuttering]
[eyes did not dodge]
[No excessive posture of the body]
[The tone is relatively calm]
[…]
[Judgment has 87% probability of being true]
A senior android executive made a judgment and posted it to the group.
There are also human executives who ask their android assistants and get conclusions.
Lu Wen also sent his results to Xia Chuluo.
"The probability is 83% to 91% true."
This is the final conclusion range.
Everyone temporarily chose to believe in the little painter.
"Tell me what you saw."
The young painter began to describe the scene at that time.
Two people.
The victim was only about 1.6 meters tall, while the murderer was taller, more than 1.7 meters tall.
The murderer carried the victim on his back and walked into the construction site.
Start the blender.
En route, the victim woke up once.
The two got into a struggle.
That's why it's such a mess.
"I originally wanted to help him, but I...but I...my body seemed to be stiff and I couldn't move. I could hear my heart beating..."
This is fear.
Fear occupied most of the little painter's heart, and he finally chose to retreat.
Human nature.
After the murderer left, it took half an hour before the little painter dared to run out of his hiding place and hurried to the execution bureau.
"That man was holding a steel pipe in his hand, the one over there."
Only then did everyone notice the steel pipe.
I thought this was originally on the construction site, and the bloodstains on it were only the bloodstains of the victim. Given the meticulousness of the murderer, he must have been wearing gloves, so it was of little reference value.
Unexpectedly, this steel pipe was actually brought by the murderer.
(End of chapter)