I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

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The door of the reference room is reinforced with three floors, and it is difficult to enter from the outside without a key. However, the floor of the reference room is not high and can be climbed from one end of the corridor, so it is very suitable for meetings, but it is not suitable to stay for too long.

Tan Guangxi took the key and said, "I'll meet the fat man, and you go to the duty room."

Lu Fangzhou was taken aback: "Duty room?"

Tan Guangxi took the walkie-talkie from Lu Fangzhou's hand, and said, "I have a solution, but I need your help."

The fat man grabbed the fire hose in his hand and kept descending at a constant speed. When he reached the second and a half floors, the fire hose that tied him suddenly paused.

Before he had time to react, the fire hose suddenly went up in the opposite direction.

The fat man looked up and found that the murderer was standing on the fourth floor, with half of his body protruding from the window on the fourth floor, holding a fire hose tied to his body.

The next moment, the fire hose tied around his waist suddenly pointed upwards, quickly pulling him up.

Fatty's face turned pale in an instant, he flustered a few times, and then, as if remembering something, he hurriedly took out a knife from his pocket, and frantically began to cut the fire hose on his body.

The material of the fire hose was not easy to cut off at the moment, and he spent a lot of effort to cut off the hose when the other party was about to catch his goose.

He fell on the small balcony on the third floor with a 'slap', and he got up grinning and ran out, ignoring the pain in his body.

When he ran to the corner of the corridor, he slammed into the arms of the person at the other end of the corner.

At that time, the fat man's hairs all stood up, and he raised the knife in his hand and swung it at the opponent. After seeing the opponent's face clearly, he was suddenly stunned: "Boss, boss?"

49. Forensic Identification Center 9

◎It’s dawn. ◎

Tan Guangxi dodged his lower body backwards, narrowly dodging the knife waving in the fat man's hand.

Good guy, he almost died in his own hands.

When the fat man saw Tan Guangxi, he immediately felt overwhelmed with security, and was so excited that he almost cried while hugging Tan Guangxi.

Damn it, he swore he would never do this kind of bullshit blizzard-type question in his next life. The previous flood, earthquake, and plane crash killed him instantly. This question is like a horror movie, and he will be scared out of it. Here comes the heart attack.

The fat man had a lot of things he wanted to say to Tan Guangxi, but Tan Guangxi patted him on the shoulder: "It's not safe here, we'll talk about it later."

The fat man asked, "Where are we going then? I made an appointment with Lao Lu earlier in the reference room on the second floor."

Tan Guangxi said: "I made an appointment with Fang Zhou to go to the duty room, and I will take you there in a while."

"Duty room?"

Tan Guangxi nodded: "The duty room is safer. As long as you lock it inside, you can't get in from the outside. The most important thing is," he thought for a while, and said, "Time is tight. Wait a while and let Fang Zhou and Fang Zhou go to the duty room." you say."

After the two of them said a few words, they walked around the corridor and went downstairs through the fire escape.

"Hey, Boss." The fat man also relaxed at this time, and climbed onto Tan Guangxi's shoulder: "After finishing the questions, go to play?"

Tan Guangxi squinted at him: "You should finish the questions first."

"With you here, Boss, I'll just lie down and win." Fatty's tone was very excited: "Hey, where do you think we should go for a while?"

Tan Guangxi was walking forward with his shoulders in his arms. As he walked, he suddenly felt the hand on his shoulders pause. He subconsciously glanced to the side, but saw the fat man's eyes straightened, trembling like chaff, his face White as paper.

"Fatty?" His gaze moved down, and he found a hair-thin incision on Fatty's neck, and bright red blood was gurgling out.

Tan Guangxi looked at Fatty's cut in disbelief, his eyes were dazed, and he was stunned.

It took a long time for him to react, he pressed the fat man's wound, turned his head, and saw the murderer standing at the other end of the corridor, and the murderer was throwing a fruit knife through the open window in the middle.

He pressed the fat man's wound with one hand, and dragged him back with the other hand. He kicked open a room next to the corridor, dragged the fat man in, and then turned around and pushed a heavy cabinet to block the door. .

At this time, the fat man had lost all strength and collapsed to the ground.

Tan Guangxi tightly covered the wound on the fat man's neck with both hands, but the bright red blood still couldn't stop flowing down his fingers.

The fat man's front was stained red with blood, he was leaning against the cabinet, his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't stop trembling all over his body: "Old, boss," he stared straight at the ceiling, "I, am I going to die? It's..."

Tan Guangxi's throat was tight and he couldn't speak. He only pressed the fat man's wound with his hands, but there was too much blood coming out, and he couldn't hold it down at all.

The fat man raised his hand with difficulty, and struggled to grab his clothes. His bloodless pale lips parted, as if he wanted to say something, but it was obviously difficult to pronounce.

Tan Guangxi was so blocked in his heart that he leaned close to his mouth and heard him utter a few words with great difficulty: "Let's go..."

The fat man almost exhausted all his strength: "Quick... let's go..."

At this moment, the door behind them slammed forward, and it was obvious that the murderer was about to break in.

The fat man was anxious and tore his sleeves: "Quick... let's go..."

Tan Guangxi hugged him tightly, the fat man's condition was too miserable, even though he knew it was fake, he was still so trembling that he couldn't even speak.

The fat man grabbed his sleeve, trembling and struggling a few more times, finally stopped slowly, and finally tilted his head, and there was no movement in Tan Guangxi's arms.

Tan Guangxi hugged him for a while, until the murderer outside hit him hard again, finally put the fat man in his arms aside gently and lay down, then opened the window, and jumped out from the window.

Just as he jumped out of the window with his front foot, the murderer kicked open the door with his back foot.

The murderer walked to the window, looked at the direction where Tan Guangxi was running away for a long time, then jumped onto the window with a light leap, and chased him in the direction where he was running away.

After Tan Guangxi jumped from the window, he walked around from outside the building to the end of the corridor, and then jumped into the corridor from the window sill.

He walked directly from the corridor to the fire stairs, and then went all the way down the fire stairs to the underground garage.

At this time, the sky had already brightened slightly, and a faint light was exposed from the barbed wire fence in the corner.

Tan Guangxi ran over in a few steps, and he could even hear occasional vehicles whizzing past through the gaps in the barbed wire.

However, none of the occasional vehicles passing by in the early morning noticed the person trapped in the underground garage in the corner not far from them.

Tan Guangxi didn't stay for too long, because he had already heard very light footsteps coming down the fire escape.He pursed his lips, looked around, and then hid behind a red car in a corner.

However, he hid in the corner for a while, and the sound of the other party's footsteps disappeared like a drop of water melting into the sea.

With his back against the cold wall, he sneaked out the walkie-talkie in his pocket.

After the murderer walked into the underground garage, he looked around.

The area here is not small, but it is not very easy to hide a person.

After looking around in the underground garage for a week, his gaze finally landed on a certain place.

He walked lightly, step by step, until he came to a certain red car.

Then he leaned forward suddenly: the back of the car was empty.

On the other side, Tan Guangxi was a few meters away from the murderer, his back was leaning against the wall, and he clenched the walkie-talkie in his hand, holding it in his palm.

At this time, the intercom in his palm suddenly heard two very light and short tapping sounds.

Two taps sounded, indicating that the murderer was near his east side.

Then there was another rapid and slight tap on the intercom.

A knocking sound meant he was coming in his direction.

Tan Guangxi knew it well, and moved to another position before the other party approached him.

Like a cat and a mouse, he played hide and seek with the murderer in the underground garage.

Several times the opponent was a few steps away from him, but he saved the day.

It's just that after he hid with the other party for a while, the intercom suddenly stopped.

Tan Guangxi looked around and found that the murderer was nowhere to be seen, so he felt very strange.

He observed for a while, but he still couldn't see the other party, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a low voice, "Fang Zhou, where is he?"

Lu Fangzhou's hesitant voice came from the walkie-talkie: "I don't know... It was still on the screen just now, but suddenly it disappeared."

Tan Guangxi's face was full of doubts at first, and then his expression suddenly changed: "Fang Zhou? When did you find out that he disappeared?"

"Two, two or three minutes," Lu Fangzhou asked, "What's wrong?"

Tan Guangxi's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Leave the security room immediately and hide, I'm afraid he's looking for you."

However, before he finished speaking, he heard a harsh noise from the intercom, and then the signal was cut off.

In the security room, Lu Fangzhou stared at the man across from him with a pale face, and the man with his slender fingers squeezed the walkie-talkie in his hand to pieces.

Tan Guangxi on the other side lowered his hand, loosened his fingers, and the walkie-talkie fell to the concrete floor with a crisp sound.

He remained silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, the tiredness in his eyes had disappeared.

At this time, there was a familiar and slight sound of footsteps again, and Tan Guangxi knew that it was the murderer who came down.

He looked down at the time, it was [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was [-] minutes before the gate opened.