The elevator door was closed, but Feng Bujue's eyes still stayed on the young man and the cat. Tian Lai Novels WwW. ⒉
For some reason, as soon as he saw this person and cat, Brother Jue felt an inexplicable, familiar, and even kind feeling.
Brother Jue himself was very puzzled by this, so he immediately searched in the attic of his memory, but...he couldn't find any memories that had any intersection with the person or the cat in front of him.
"Sir, which floor are you going to?" A few seconds later, the young man's voice interrupted Feng Bujue's thinking and brought the latter back to his senses.
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue murmured, and then directly used Chinese (before that, the young man spoke only English, but in Thriller Paradise, the system will allow players to listen to the original language through translation on the premise of retaining the original language. Knowing various languages) replied, "The seventh floor." He raised his hand and pressed the floor button for the seventh floor.
"What a coincidence, I also live on the seventh floor." Hearing this, the young man responded with a smile, and he also switched to Chinese.
So far, the two have tacitly stated their nationalities; in such a situation of "meeting a fellow in a foreign country", it is very easy for the two sides to chat.
"Hehe... That's really destined." Feng Bujue quickly put on his "business smile" and took the initiative to get close to the other party, "By the way, my name is Feng Bujue." He introduced himself kindly and extended his hand to the other party.
"Hi, my name is Zuo Yan." Zuo Yan also responded politely with a handshake.
"Zuo Yan?" Feng Bujue immediately repeated the name in a questioning tone, and the expression on his face began to change involuntarily.
At this moment, Brother Jue actually knew the identity of the other party, but...he still couldn't believe it.
"Well, yes." Zuo Yan asked suspiciously, "Is there anything strange?"
"May I ask..." Feng Bujuexu raised his eyes, glanced at the cat poking its head out of the sports bag, and asked again, "Are you a student of Difeng University?"
"Huh?" This time, Zuo Yan's expression changed.
He paused, thought for two seconds, and then said: "That's right, I'm a student of Difeng, um... How did you know?"
Although Zuo Yan was a little surprised to be told his school by a stranger who had met for less than two minutes, but there was nothing to hide about the matter itself.
"I..." Brother Jue only took half a second to think about the next statement, "I seem to have heard of you." While looking for a reasonable explanation for his question, he has launched further explorations , "Have you assisted the police in solving several cases?"
"Uh..." When Zuo Yan replied, he glanced at the cat in his bag intentionally or unintentionally, "Well... there were a few times, but I just happened to be at the scene of the crime, so I can't talk about 'assisting' .”
Ding-
At this point in their conversation, the elevator just reached the seventh floor.
Feng Bujue turned sideways naturally, and made a "please" gesture to let the other party go first.
Seeing this, Zuo Yan nodded slightly at him, and walked out first.
Feng Bujue followed him out of the elevator, and continued the topic just now: "That's right... I should have heard a police friend mention you, but I don't remember where or who told you. mine."
What he said was impeccable...
Obviously no accurate information was revealed, but at first glance, there was nothing wrong with it.
Because when people are chatting, they often only remember the "things" they hear, but they don't necessarily remember who said the thing and where they heard it.
"Mr. Feng..." Zuo Yan seemed to have thought of something and wanted to reply.
"If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Jue." Feng Bujue interrupted him, speaking in a rather friendly manner.
"Oh... Brother Jue." Zuo Yan continued, "It sounds... You seem to have a lot of friends who are policemen?"
Zuo Yan's reaction was also quick. The really useful information in Jue Ge's sentence was only the four words "police friend", and Zuo Yan also caught this point in an instant, and made a decision based on the other party's context and logic. A reasonable inference was made.
For Zuo Yan's question, Feng Bujue can only answer "yes", because only "people who have many police friends" can't remember which police friend told him about this; if It is absolutely impossible for a man who has only one friend in the police force to say, "Heard it from a policeman friend, but I don't remember who."
"Yes." A second later, Feng Bujue replied in a very calm manner, "To tell you the truth, I am also a detective, and I know quite a few police friends. Speaking of which... your Yuecheng man is quite famous. I’ve met Officer Qiao Chi a few times, but I’m not very familiar with him.”
Obviously, when Brother Jue said the previous sentence, he had already thought about the changes in the next few steps; he just wanted to use Zuo Yan's problem to make his own words more credible.
"Brother Jue..." Zuo Yan continued, "Why do you say that you are 'also' a detective..."
"Heh... because you are also a detective, aren't you?" Feng Bujue said.
"No, no..." Zuo Yan was still very modest, "I'm at best the head of the reasoning club at the university, and those who assist the police just happen to be there..."
"Okay, classmate Zuo Yan." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder, "You don't have to explain this to me..." He smiled jokingly, "Being able to frequently appear at different crime scenes is also unique to a detective. Isn't it an attribute?"
When the two of them were talking, they didn't stop in their footsteps. At this point, Brother Jue just came to the door of his room.
"Hey~ I'm here." Feng Bujue stopped, "Where do you live?"
"My room should be the one at the end of the corridor, o716." Zuo Yan looked down at the key card in his hand and the small envelope with the floor plan, and replied.
"Oh." Brother Jue said in a very casual tone, "I should stay on the island for a few days, we have a chance to go and play together."
"Well... okay." Zuo Yan spoke a little slowly, but overall he was very decent, "Then...see you later?"
"See you later." When Feng Bujue said goodbye to the other party, he had already opened the door of his room o7o7 with the key card.
"Oh, that's right!" Just as Zuo Yan turned around and was about to leave, suddenly, Brother Jue seemed to remember something again and called out to him.
"Anything else?" Zuo Yan turned around.
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue laughed, "I almost forgot to ask..." His eyes moved slightly, "That little guy in your bag...what's his name?"
After Zuo Yan listened, he looked down at the kitten poking its head out of the sports bag, shrugged, and replied, "His name is Vidok."
"Ah~ it's the name of that great detective, right?" Feng Bujue was still smiling, he undoubtedly asked knowingly.
"Yes." Zuo Yan nodded and added, "Francos Jurgen Vidok."