I am a god in script killing

Chapter 249 Prequel - Abyss (7)

It was rare for Bo Jun to take care of children.

After she brought Luo Yan out of the game, she kept it in Qiyue's place, and this was the first time she brought him out to familiarize himself with the game process.

This time it was Bo Jun who took it with her, and it was the first time that she directly got the memory of the character and gave it to Luo Yan, but in the future, she had to lead him to live without opening the back door.

A game with a script as the core, even a dungeon, has a role, which emphasizes empathy and acting.

The fastest way to get started is "emotional assimilation" and "immersive game". In this instance, Dai Ziyu is Luo Yan, and Luo Yan is Dai Ziyu.

Bo Jun asked the little apprentice to communicate and do things with her completely according to the behavior of the character "Dai Ziyu".

She wanted to know whether Luo Yan could not hold back and become a seed that she could use in the future.

Thinking this, Bo Juan glanced at Luo Yan.

"Om - hum -"

WeChat notification tone.

"Daiziyu" had just finished making an appointment call, swiped Ling Bei's circle of friends, and was in a good mood.

Before I changed my phone back, I suddenly saw a message and clicked it.

【Public Bureau—Team Xiao】: [Picture]
【Public Bureau—Team Xiao】: [Picture]
【Public Bureau-Team Xiao】: [File]
[City Bureau-Team Xiao]: Prince, are you free?You help analyze it.

Dai Ziyu knew Xiao Chengfeng, and he also helped Ling Bei when he was a specially-appointed expert. The technicians in the city bureau combined were not as good as Dai Ziyu, and he won a lot of food every time——

Although most of them are instant noodles, and Ling Bei won't let him eat them.

The boss no longer works, but you still want me, the boss, to work as a free laborer!
He followed Dai Ziyu's state of mind and brought himself into it completely.

Thinking whether to expose the ugly photo of Xiao Chengfeng, he casually clicked on the photo.

"what--"

Bo Jun was driving the car when he heard a sudden scream, like a choked old hen, instinctively slammed on the brakes and almost bumped into the side.

As soon as the car stopped, Bo Jun stretched out his hand and pressed Dai Ziyu firmly: "Are you sick?"

"No, boss, no!" Dai Ziyu covered his head with one hand, and pointed at Bao Jun's thrown cell phone with the other hand, "Xiao's surname is scaring me!"

"That's my phone." Bo Jun calmed down, his tone was also cold, "Would you pay for it if it broke?"

Dai Ziyu reached out to pick up the phone, handed it over with both hands, and asked cautiously: "Boss, can I not sell my kidney to compensate?"

Bo Jun was indifferent: "As for your kidney, which is so weak that you can't get a good price when you go up to the tenth floor, don't worry."

Dai Ziyu pouted: "Humph!"

Bo Jun didn't look at the picture that Dai Ziyu opened, and directly pressed the phone to find a place to park.

"Boss, is it the case near the Jincheng Club?" Dai Ziyu couldn't help being curious.

"you know?"

"I know, I just checked Moments and saw it."

Dai Ziyu turned on his mobile phone again, and found the clubhouse where the demons danced wildly in the circle of friends:

"Boss, look, once something happens, this group of people who have nothing to do will become even crazier, and the Jincheng Club will become even more popular. Why is this? Shouldn't the dead stay away?"

"Well, because of the fun."

Bo Jun turned the steering wheel to familiarize himself with the parking spot near the restaurant.

"It's not my own life, it's fun. It's fun to die. It brings not only panic, but also more excitement and excitement."

"Hmm... I don't understand." Dai Ziyu frowned.

Hearing this, Bo Jun thought of a popular wording. This is in line with Ling Bei's logic, and it is also suitable for her to teach Luo Yan:

"For example, the person who died was a big shot, and those who are lower than him will take the time to gloat and give some high-sighted advice.

"Pretending to criticize, to satisfy my unsatisfied vanity of being superior to others, cats crying and mice pretending to be merciful, anyway, people have closed their eyes and can't open them again."

After saying that, Bo Juan was surprisingly patient: "Do you understand?"

Dai Ziyu nodded, and then said in confusion: "Why is this?"

Bo Jun reached out and touched Dai Ziyu's head: "You don't need to know, just remember that this kind of people are disgusting, don't learn from them."

"Oh," Dai Ziyu nodded in understanding, then held his head and complained, "Boss, can you stop rubbing my hair? It won't look good if it's messy."

"What do you want for breakfast?" Bo Jun didn't answer his last question and changed the subject.

Dai Ziyu immediately became energetic: "Australian lobster!"

"Seafood is not good."

If you are injured, you cannot eat.

Bo Juan refused to stop the car and said, "We're at Yinxianju."

"Then why are you asking me what to eat?!"

Bo Juan replied calmly, "I'll just take a formality as usual."

Dai Ziyu pouts: "Hmph!"

After such a scene, Bo Juan had a solid foundation in his heart, and Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, feeling that he had really given up.

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"Hi, would you like to order now?"

"Thank you, you don't have to ask me," Bo Juan clicked on WeChat and raised his chin towards Dai Ziyu, "Ask him."

"I, I, I, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'm starving." Dai Ziyu took the menu and began to order.

Looking at the photo Xiao Chengfeng sent, Bo Jun leaned against the back of the chair and zoomed in slightly.

Dai Ziyu looked up at Bo Jun, and saw that she lowered her head. From this angle, she could see the obvious and thin collarbone, elegant swan neck, high nose bridge and thin lips.

The waiter kept sneaking eyes at her.

Looking at this scene, Luo Yan's eyes darkened, and he squeezed the handle of the spoon tightly in his hand. Bao Jun seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked up, and happened to meet Luo Yan's eyes.

The child blinked again, and instantly changed his mind, changed his appearance, and became the character of the dungeon.

Dai Ziyu grinned: "Boss, do you still eat?"

"Eight forty." Bo Juan cooperated without seeing it, then looked down at He Chenghui's information again, "What would you like me to eat without embarrassment?"

Ling Bei usually wakes up at 06:30 and eats at seven.

It's impossible for Bo Jun not to see it, but it's over.Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

The child smiled and said to the waiter, "Then add another glass of juice."

"Okay." The waiter wrote it down and left.

Bo Jun exited the file, zoomed in on the strangle marks on He Chenghui's neck again, and frowned.

"Om - hum -"

"Check everything carefully, especially the bedroom."

"Alright, Brother Xiao."

Xiao Chengfeng was staring at the field work, and stopped working when he felt the phone vibrate.

"I'll go out for a while, you continue."

Xiao Chengfeng took out his mobile phone and left.

[The prince who is an expert]: What's your judgment?
"Boss, didn't you retire that special expert?"

Dai Ziyu watched Bo Jun subconsciously drink a few sips of juice with a spoon in his mouth, and said:
"Don't be a free worker, Xiao is a poor man, he just can't afford your appearance fee of [-] an hour to get close!"

The latest news comes from 【Public Bureau-Xiao Team】

Bo Jun opened it.

[City Bureau-Xiao Team]: Killing Love
"Boss, are you listening to me?!"

Bo Juan said perfunctorily: "Yeah." Then he clicked on the voice call.

Dai Ziyu: "...Hmph!"

"Hello?" The other side waited for a while before answering, probably looking for a quiet place.

"Actually, there is another possibility."

Bo Jun didn't talk about the scene, and went directly to the topic. Her voice was low and neutral, like the rhythm of a cello, but when she analyzed the case, she was cold: "When you say strangled, you actually mean to use the strength of your hands or other mechanical effects to pull Death by suffocation caused by a rope tightly wrapped around the neck.

"Its characteristic is that the neck groove is generally horizontal and circular closed. Except for the knot compression, the depth of other parts of the groove is relatively uniform, and there is no phenomenon of sloping up and interruption of the groove. Of course, sometimes the groove slopes up and down.

"For example, in the victim you showed me last time, there was an object under the strangle cord, and the strangle can be partially interrupted or shallow and not obvious. This kind of strangulation is mostly homicide."

Xiao Chengfeng: "So?"

"Those who strangle the rope more than tie a dead knot at the back of the neck or the back of the neck, or tie the knot after many times around the neck.

"Head and neck or other parts of the body are often accompanied by other injuries. Self-stranglers often tie a flat knot or a dead knot in front of the neck or the front of the neck, or pull the rope tightly with both hands, and wrap it around the neck multiple times without knotting .”

After Bo Jun explained the theory, he marked the picture of the corpse and sent it back:
"The neck of He Chenghui's body was strangled with even depth, and only the front throat had deeper marks, which proves that the suspect moved his hands directly in front of him.

"However, there are no traces of strangulation and signs of struggle or struggle in the abdomen or other places of the corpse, so there is a possibility of suicide."

Xiao Chengfeng received the picture, and sure enough, he saw strangle marks as Bo Jun said.

Xiao Chengfeng still felt something was wrong, thinking that the victim might be sick, and then asked:

"But the situation you just mentioned can also be solved by using drugs, and the suffocation play on the little lover's bed can also be done. Did He Chenghui commit suicide because he was sick and then throw his own body?"

Bo Jun didn't answer.

Seeing that the call time was still changing, Xiao Chengfeng wondered if he was caught by me?

"Hey……"

"Are you still single?"

Bo Jun slowly asked an irrelevant question.

At this moment, in Xiao Chengfeng's heart, countless words with punctuation were fiercely combined into a word with deep affection——

Fuck!
"Prince Ling, what do you mean by that?" Xiao Chengfeng gritted his teeth.

"It means you will never find a girlfriend, leftover man!" Dai Ziyu pulled the chair next to Bo Juan and shouted loudly into the phone.

"Why haven't you dealt with this annoying brat yet?!"

Xiao Chengfeng's voice raised an octave, and he immediately knew who the brat was talking, and roared: "Dai Ziyu! Don't interrupt your lord's words! Also, you are not the material to find a girlfriend!"

"Humph," Dai Ziyu was not affected by Xiao Chengfeng at all, and followed Bo Jun's stalking routines with confidence: "Please, Police Officer Xiao, don't jump to conclusions, although I am indeed much younger than an old leftover man like you, much younger and much better-looking You have a lot of money, but please don't show your jealousy like this."

The knife was inserted into the heart.

"What do you mean?!"

This time it was the turn of the "old leftover man" to ask questions.

"Literally," Dai Ziyu grinned with bared teeth, "I believe that with your IQ, officer, you should be able to understand."

"you……"

Xiao Chengfeng almost turned over in one breath, thinking that this little bastard's mouth is really under the slap, and he must beat him severely with a shoe board when we meet in the future.

(End of this chapter)