The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 766 What Color Are You 4
There is also a special reminder in the rules: "Be able to deal with the aftermath."

The need to deal with the aftermath shows that the aborigines are fully capable of catching criminals and sending such bastards who openly oppose the law to a small black house.

... Forget it, don't use the IQ of normal people to figure out the psychology of fools.

Lan Shuying stroked her chin and wondered: Is it possible... When a player dies, his cards or props are not automatically transferred, but need to be retrieved by himself?
"That's how time is wasted."

She sighed deeply.

It seems that we have to look for the [Adventurer's House] later, but fortunately, the sun is high, and there is still some time before night falls.

Body search...

The corpse's head burst was ugly, but as long as there was something to be gained, she didn't reject getting close to it.

The problem is this:

Lan Shuying stared at the police officers who were carrying the man in red onto the stretcher, and began to think about how to get the loot smoothly... well, maybe she would just stay on the body and wait for her to find the loot.

That is hers.

her!

That bastard, don't take out your pockets in public, hey!
……

Fortunately, it was just a routine search.

The policeman who made her nervous went through all the pockets of the corpse's clothes, then made a gesture of spreading his hands to his officer, and said something.

Lan Shuying guessed that he meant that nothing could be found to identify the deceased.

That's normal, and she didn't either.

The seven players are completely "made out of nothing", with zero past and zero social interaction, so don't expect to be able to find out things like ID cards, because even they can't find out by themselves.

Anyone with eyes can see that the man in red beat up and intended to kill passers-by in public, provoked the police, and was shot dead by policeman Follow (the killing honor should belong to him on the surface).

The whole case is simple and straightforward.

The only thing that puzzled them was, what kind of enmity did the deceased have with the seriously injured female passer-by?I have to go to the hospital to inquire about it later - if she can still be rescued.

In theory, this kind of thing does not require a professional autopsy team.

In order to appease the mood of the people, the police officers quickly evacuated the street with the body.

Lan Shuying followed silently.

It shouldn't be far from their base camp, because they didn't drive.

She walked with her head depressed, and glanced at their direction from the corner of the eye every time she passed the intersection.All in all, it looked like just a passer-by who happened to be on the same road and had some urgent business to do.

Along the way, she was carefully capturing information.

Through the dialogue of the aborigines, Lan Shuying judged a basic intelligence: the situation here is not stable.

The ethos of money first, but at the same time carries a strong sense of depression.It seems that a lot of people are struggling financially, and poverty is the color of the city.

Some people are busy trying to make a living;

Someone drank bad wine and cursed everything.

Some people are desperately accumulating wealth, just like the newspaper boy who quoted a high price for the map;

There are also people who are just the opposite - they never restrain their consumption desires, they don't want to save, and they spend money when they have money. There is nothing greater than enjoyment.If we can sum up their current situation in one sentence, it would be "there is wine today and drunk today".

"People here have a very low happiness index..." Lan Shuying muttered.

At the last intersection, she couldn't follow her any longer.

Pedestrians gradually became scarce. Turning this corner, the majestic buildings stood on the opposite side of the road, which was a rare bright color in this decadent city.

The police station has arrived.

"I don't know exactly what the structure of the police station here should be, but it seems to have a morgue inside."

Two police officers carried a white cloth stretcher. After entering the gate, they turned into the path on the right.

The rest surrounded the meritorious Fuluosi, chatting, and walked into the office building in the middle.

"There is no one on guard."

Lan Shuying smiled, tousled her hair a little, and ran in pretending to be anxious.

"Stop, who are you?!" A violent shout sounded.

Oh, it turned out that no one was guarding the gate.

There was a bearded man sitting under the tree, and now he stood up and blocked the way, staring at her suspiciously.

In fact, she thought about bumping into the staff inside.

Lan Shuying pointed to the direction where the stretcher left, which is the end of the path on the right, but the path was empty: "They carried my brother away!"

The man frowned: "The one who went in 2 minutes ago? Is it your brother?"

"Correct!"

She answered without hesitation, and sadly said: "I don't know what happened, I just left for a while... I heard that he died and was carried here... I managed to catch up." covered his face.

Lan Shuying saw clearly from the opposite side just now, the two people who carried the body didn't pause or speak, so the gatekeeper probably didn't know the specific situation.

"Well, is that so." He sat back casually, continued to read the newspaper with drooping eyelids.

"Follow this road to the third tree, turn left, the fifth on the right."

"thank you so much!"

In this way, she successfully sneaked in and got the specific location of the morgue.

Red Lotus who watched the whole process: "..."

I vaguely remembered that the master said that she once had an older brother... What's the matter with suddenly wanting to mourn for that unlucky guy?

Honglian's inner OS: Brother, this profession is too dangerous, if you say you die, you must die!

As soon as Lan Shuying left the gatekeeper's sight, she changed into another posture:
Although her footsteps are still a bit hurried, when you see her for the first time, you will have a perception of "she works here", instead of seeing her as a passerby who accidentally broke into this unit.

Outside the morgue, Lan Shuying met the second person who asked her identity, a short man.

"I'm the new assistant Julie, may I ask who you are?" Lan Shuying politely gave a pseudonym and asked.

The other party had already put on one long glove, and was trying to pull the other glove onto the upper forearm, taking a moment to glance at her quickly.

"Huh, assistant? Is there such a thing?"

"Of course, I will officially go to work tomorrow! I heard that there was a vicious case on the street just now, and the perpetrator was shot dead and sent here. I think... Come here in advance to familiarize yourself with the work." Her tone was slightly uneasy, as if she was afraid of being caught. to blame.

During the explanation, Lan Shuying naturally lowered her head and stepped forward to help him put on the glove.

After all this, the man's vigilance was obviously lowered.

He took out a mask from his pocket and gave her one: "I am Mond, the coroner here. Nice to meet you, Miss Assistant."

The two walked in one after the other, really like a pair of good partners working together.

There was a bad smell in the room.

Mond chatted with two police officers and sent the man away.

"Next is my working time. I won't teach you anything for the time being. However, the days to come will be long."

The coroner said seriously, and then lifted the white cloth over the corpse.

(End of this chapter)