The little fat man had a camera hanging around his neck and was wearing simple casual clothes. He looked like an ordinary person.
"Who are you?" Xing Chen stared at the little fat man and asked.
Hearing the sound, the little fat man's body trembled slightly, and cold sweat was already pouring out of his forehead.
"I... I, I, I, I just passed by at night..." A look of fear appeared in the little fat man's eyes.
"Are you running at night with a camera?" Lin Yan asked curiously.
The little fat man nodded again and again: "Well... yes, I just want to record the beauty of this night, so I run at night with a camera. This is also my habit... It seems to be no problem."
"Xing Chen, take a look at what was captured in his camera." Lin Yan said to Xing Chen.
Hearing the sound, Xing Chen nodded, and immediately took the little fat man's camera off his neck.
After checking, besides a large number of photos, there are also many videos about them, even the video of Lin Yan running away the man in black robe last time.
"Miss Lin, take a look..."
Immediately, Xing Chen brought the fat man's camera in front of Lin Yan.
Lin Yan took the camera handed over by Xing Shen, and looked at it carefully.
Not long after checking, Lin Yan frowned.
"We were on the trending video before, and you also shot it?" Lin Yan's eyes fell on the little fat man.
Hearing the sound, the little fat man's complexion suddenly changed, he shook his head quickly, and said: "No... it's not me, it's really not me, I don't see anything, I don't know anything!"
"Not you?!"
Xing Chen stepped forward, raised his hand, and said coldly, "Low your head!"
The little fat man subconsciously bent over and lowered his head.
Xing Chen slapped the little fat man on the head.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts to death!" the little fat man howled ghostly.
"It hurts you, uncle, you hurt me, I didn't even try!" Xing Chen scolded angrily, "Are you a dramatist?"
"It's really not my photo, it has nothing to do with me!" said the little fat man.
"Are you insulting our IQ? The things in the camera were not taken by you, but by me?" Xing Chen sneered.
"Camera... By the way, in fact, I picked up the camera just now, and it's not mine at all!" said the little fat man.
As the fat man's voice fell, Xing Chen was completely dumbfounded this time, feeling that his IQ was being insulted by the fat man on the ground.
"Didn't you just say that you have the habit of recording the beautiful world at night when you run at night, why are you picking up the camera now?" Xing Chen said with a sneer.
"Brother, I was wrong, can I delete it, I don't dare to do it again, I also took the picture last time... You must not kill anyone, I have an 80-year-old mother, and I have three children waiting to be fed , my wife is disabled, and I am not in good health. I am the only support in my family. If you kill me, the sky of our family will collapse!"
The little fat man looked at the crowd in fear.
"ID card." Xing Chen said impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The little fat man hurriedly took out his wallet, and handed it to Xing Chen.
"I want your ID card. Who wants your money? Do you think I robbed you?!" Xingchen shouted angrily.
"The ID card is... in the wallet..." the little fat man said cautiously.
Xing Chen gave the little fat man a hard look, and immediately took out the little fat man's wallet from the wallet.
After looking at the little fat man's date of birth, Xing Chen frowned deeply, staring at the little fat man and said: "This year is exactly seventeen years old."