S.C.I Mystery《S.C.I.谜案集》 Mi An Ji
The S.C.I Mystery vol 1, The Numbers Murderer 05: Tracking
After coming out of the funeral home, Bai Yu Tang called Gong Sun to inform him that there was another dead man here. Then he got on the car with Zhan Yao.
“And then?" Zhan Yao looked in the folder at the record of the taxi crash.
"We go to jail." Bai Yu Tang adjusts the angle of the rearview mirror. “Talk to that crazy uncle."
“Wu Hao, 47, has been driving a taxi for more than 20 years, is married, and has a 19-year-old daughter who is going to University..." Zhan Yao closed the document, “It doesn't look like a life for a madness revenge to the society person."
“It's said that the uncle staged a split personality in court, and then he was sent to a mental hospital."
“Madness, split personality and psychosis are three completely different concepts!" Zhan Yao smacked the dashboard. “You're speeding!"
“It doesn't make any difference to me. In your eyes, people are divided into nth types. In my opinion, there are only two types: good people and bad people." Bai Yu Tang said, looking in the rearview mirror, “Do you think the car in the back is following us?"
As soon as Zhan Yao wanted to look back, he was stopped by Bai Yu Tang, “Don't look back! From here.” With that, he turned the rearview mirror.
Through the rearview mirror, Zhan Yao saw a black Honda three or four meters behind them. “I don't see anything, is there something wrong your intuition again?”
“I have professional training! Cat.” Bai Yu Tang looked up at Zhan Yao's safety belt.
“What do you want?" Zhan Yao grabbed the seat belt vigilantly and frowned at him.
“Do you know the fundamental difference between me and you?" Bai Yu Tang smirked and turned the rearview mirror back to its original position, “You are a theorist, and I... am practical!” With that, he stepped on the accelerator.
The super performance of spykerc8 immediately showed up. After easily overtaking several cars, Bai Yu Tang pulled back to the normal road speed. Before long, the two black Honda appeared behind them.
“Hum..." Bai Yu Tang proudly raises his eyebrows to Zhan Yao.
“It's really close to the sixth sense of the animals." Zhan Yao adjusted the rearview mirror to the angle he could see. “The license plate and model are all recorded. Do you want to find someone to investigate?"
“It must have been a forged one." Bai Yu Tang picked up his sunglasses and put them on. “Sit still, Cat!"
“What do you want to do?" Zhan Yao grabbed the handle on the roof. “Maybe they just like your car and want to take a picture with it."
"Generally, I don't pay attention to being tracked with unknown meaning."
“It's like you're being followed all the time." Zhan Yao curled his mouth and tightened his seat belt.
“Indeed! I'm very popular!” “But they all lack basic knowledge," Bai Yu Tang stressed
What do you mean?
“You know, even on the road, no one can keep up with a fighter pilot!" With that, he stepped on the accelerator again.
Bai Yu Tang's crazy racing continued to the prison gate. When they got off again, they were not followed.
“How do you feel?" Bai Yu Tang's face was still full of expression, “That's what driving should be like!"
Zhan Yao disagreed: “I suggest you buy more insurance. Your behavior shows that you still enjoy your superiority as a pilot! This fully proves that your social orientation is seriously incorrect. "
“Hoo..." Bai Yu Tang sighed, reached for a ring finger, and led Zhan Yao's eyes to the front, “Look there!! Cat! Look there! "
The front gate of the prison stood tall and imposing, and Bai Yu Tang continued, “Where are the people you want to study! Go there and play your excessive analytical desire! Don't think of me as your White Mouse.”
“In fact, you are White Mouse!" Zhan Yao took two steps to catch up with Bai Yu Tang and walked into prison with him. “This is your destiny!"
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