Himemoto's interpretation

Hearing the detective calling himself, the technical foreign aid happily responded: "I'm here."

The rising tone at the end sounds like "you can't reach".

Xingqi looked back, the technical foreign aid was not there, and the sound came from a small speaker in the corner.

The detective obviously also heard the voice, and made a smooth sliding key movement with his hand that hadn't been put down in mid-air, like pressing a series of rising tones on a piano, and when it fell to his side, his joints made two crisp sounds.

crackling—

What a ruthless punch that caused a nosebleed.

Xingqi dodged to the corner without any trace.

Probably sensed the ominous meaning from the silence, Lin Qing coughed, and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"Play the soundtrack."

"it is good."

The melodious sound of the flute poured out, instantly filling the quiet room.

The detective opened the earliest whiteboard again, folded his arms and looked at the fourteen dotted lines flashing alternately on the map.

There are many small unconscious movements when people think. For example, when the soundtrack reaches the main theme, the fingers tap the beat with the theme nodes.

The nodes are stepped on very accurately, with one click and another, and a certain corner of the heart moves slightly, and then moves again.

Hypnotized by the rhythmic rhythm, Xingqi fell into a viscous emotion unsuspectingly.

Bewitched and propelled by unknown emotions, Jiu Shu's brain turned heavily but uncontrollably, making a "creaking" noise.

The detective mentioned that the final fourteen routes confirmed were based on the surveillance video of Xingqi passing through.

She doesn't care about whether the assistants who have not received systematic training miss it, just relying on the sentence "It seems that there is no Lu Sheng", and let the technical foreign aid perform calculations based on this.

But Xingqi believes that even if she didn't check the surveillance, the detective has already determined the general direction-she is not the type to be hasty.

Even if there are some strange actions and words occasionally, in essence, the detective's thinking is rigorous and careful, and he will act after making a decision.

Speaking of which, why did the detective recruit an assistant?

Feed the chickens?

Recently Mr. Ha is self-sufficient, and his feathers are much brighter than when he lived with her.

running errands?

It was the detective herself who delivered the documents, and she couldn't even drive.

Watch surveillance?

It is easy for technical foreign aid to scan 2T surveillance video with a flick of the finger.

What else?

There are cleaning aunts for daily cleaning.

The customer group maintained by the assistant by name is stagnant. Last time Xingqi sent a New Year greeting, half of them were dismissed.After finally waiting for a reply the next day, it was "When did I join this group?".

……

Sensing that the assistant's aura was not right, Xia Libai reached out and grabbed her ear: "Is there a problem?"

The familiar touch is warm and soft, but the force is heavier than usual. Xingqi unconsciously "hissed" and moved away from the detective.

Of course, Xingqi thought, why did you recruit me as an assistant.

Just at this time, the soundtrack of the game sounded bang bang drums, and the detective's concerned eyes prevented her from asking many questionable questions.

Xingqi avoided her gaze, looked at the fluorescent map, and asked, "Where are the circles on the map?"

"Six households are residential buildings, four households are homestays, two households are short-term rental apartments, and two elderly care institutions."

The detective answered in great detail.

Lu Sheng's parents died young, and he was homeless when he was a teenager. The six houses are the homes of relatives who took in Lu Sheng; the supervision of homestays is not in place at present, and acquaintances do not need ID card network authentication to check in; short-term rental apartments are a good place to stay anonymously. As for nursing homes...

"By the way, Lin." The detective turned to the phone and said, "Has the monitoring of the nursing home and the short-term rental apartment been tuned out?"

"No, those four places are not connected to the Internet."

"What about homestays and houses?"

Lin Yizheng replied verbally: "Private monitoring cannot be retrieved casually."

"Here we go again." The detective clicked his tongue, and said in a volume so low that only she and her assistant could hear, "Our technical foreign aid is a good citizen who abides by the law."

That being said, Xing Qi saw her curl her lower lip, obviously disapproving.

Inadvertently capturing the detective's vivid expression, Xingqi relaxed a little and smiled unconsciously.

The detective raised his voice: "I'll apply for a supplementary permit tomorrow, Lin, you can do it."

"Okay!" Lin sounded excited, "Give me 10 minutes."

What is a license? With it, private monitoring can be adjusted just by saying it?

Xingqi touched the back of her neck, and suddenly felt shuddering again.

The background of the detective is unusual, why did she recruit herself on purpose?

Xingqi lowered her head and glanced at her clothes. Except for underwear, everything from cashmere sweater to shoes was done by the detective.

Although she lacks work experience, as far as common sense is concerned, for no reason, the boss can't do this to the employees, right?

Rabbit—the detective had a panoramic view of all the subtle reactions of the assistant, and when she raised her hand to touch the back of her neck, an unprecedented anxiety made the detective heighten his vigilance.

Something must be going on in her broken little head.

"The one who lied to her didn't have that kind of permission. How could it be possible." Xia Libai leaned close to the assistant's ear and whispered, "Be careful not to say anything."

After that, he tapped her ear, "Remember."

Xingqi's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the detective's unexpected blow, and her tense aura instantly collapsed, "What?"

"It's called a strategy." The detective was quite proud, "This guy has a lot of hands and eyes on the Internet, but he is a little more courageous in reality. Next time she talks about breaking the law, you just need to tell her that she has special permission from the government." Just do it."

Xingqi looked at the detective in shock.

This is abetting crime, right?

"Huh?" The detective raised his brows, "Don't tell me this is abetting a crime, I'm here to complete the commission."

"That can't be..." Xing Qi lowered her voice, "You can't really do illegal things."

"Why are you timid like Lin?" The detective seemed dissatisfied, "The law always lags behind the development of society. Can you find Lu Sheng by relying on the law? Why do you think they didn't go to the police with the surname Zhai?"

Xingqi was stunned, "That's right, why didn't Mr. Zhai call the police?"

The detective gave her a look of "You are so sweet", "The proportion of police and civilians in this country is less than one-third of the world average, and children's disappearance cases cannot be handled every year. Lu Sheng is an adult, as long as he does not appear in the form of a corpse, he will be fine." After the case was filed, the police could not spare any manpower to find her, and at most registered the missing persons file."

Xingqi: "..."

"So," the detective put one hand on the assistant's shoulder, and after a few seconds, even his chin rested on his pillow, blowing into her ear, "in order to find the missing person as soon as possible, special means must be used—necessary, necessary, necessary, understand Yet?"

"Maybe, maybe, maybe..." Xingqi was blown dizzy by her, and murmured, "I don't understand."

"Detective Xia." Lin's voice sounded from the small speaker at the rear, "I checked the surveillance, but I didn't find the target."

"Just do it, don't think too much." Before letting go of the assistant, the detective whispered, and then crossed out the six residential houses and four homestays on the screen, "Then these four places are left."

Two short-term rental apartments and two welfare institutions are located in the East District of Haicheng.

Xingqi followed the detective to look at the map for a while, then raised her hand and asked, "Will Lu Sheng not leave the city?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt a little regretful about asking the question. The detective must have thought about this a long time ago.

really--

"No, all high-speed rail cars need real-name verification, and there is no record of Lu Sheng."

"Could it be like that..." Xingqi recalled the movies she had seen, "Call a taxi, and after passing the toll booth, lie on the back seat and cover it with clothes, so you can't see it, right?"

The detective looked at her meaningfully, "Xingqi, you have made a lot of progress recently."

"Oh really?" Xingqi rubbed the back of her head, "You teach well."

"I never taught you how to write a script." The detective flattered his assistant, "Lu Sheng is not a fugitive, how can he have such a strong sense of anti-investigation?"

Xingqi shrinks into the shadow shyly.

"However, you will take the initiative to ask questions and diverge your thinking. These two points are very good." The detective put on a serious tone, "Don't underestimate yourself."

"Yeah." Xingqi's nose was a little sore, she raised her hand to rub it, but forgot that there was a wound on the bridge of her nose, and tears welled up in her eyes when she was so stimulated.

She turned her head away, praying secretly that the detective didn't see such a shameful scene.

The detective didn't seem to notice, "Lin, compare the network of the five people in the studio to see if they have any relatives or friends in welfare institutions."

"Give me five minutes."

In less than 3 minutes, the map on the screen was replaced by the avatars of the five founders of Zhuzhisheng Studio.

"The information available online is limited. I'll pass on the existing ones to you." Lin said, "I'm almost going to bed. Detective, do you have anything else to do?"

"Hmm..." Xia Libai pondered for a moment, then glanced at the assistant who had returned to normal, "You just mentioned that Lu Sheng drew 79% of the illustrations, who drew the rest? Xu Ling?"

"It's outsourcing." Lin replied, "But there is no signature, so I can't find out who it is."

"Then it seems that we need to ask the client." The detective was slightly disappointed.

"Wait." The keyword "outsourcing" reminded Xingqi, "I remember that Mr. Zhai and Ms. Xu said that someone named 'Xiaohe' helped Lu Sheng draw the outsourcing."

With key words, Lin quickly identified candidates.

When Lin put the photo on the screen, Xingqi felt that the profile picture looked familiar. She took a closer look and touched the detective, "I seem to have seen it before."

"where is it?"

Xingqi closed her eyes, countless faces flickered in her mind, and finally two were frozen.

"At... Qi Baishi Road, twice."

"That is—" the detective circled the two welfare institutions with a laser pointer, and Qi Baishi Road happened to be in the middle of them, "one of them."

She patted her assistant on the shoulder, "Nice job."

Xingqi let out a long breath.

How dangerous, she thought.

For a long time, a voice in her head kept telling her that the detective recruited her for another purpose.

In the future, she will know that it is reason, but at this moment, she thinks it is just the illusion of a momentary dizziness.

After being reminded by technical foreign aid that it was bedtime, the detectives and assistants realized that it was not early.

"Rest early, we have several places to go tomorrow." The detective returned the phone to Xingqi, "Call me when you wake up tomorrow morning, we have to leave early."

"Understood." Xingqi took the phone, then opened the memo, and wrote seriously, "The detective has the spirit of getting up, so you must stay away from her when you wake up."

The detective asked suspiciously, "What are you writing?"

"It's nothing." Xingqi quickly stuffed the phone into her pocket, raised a big smile, "What kind of bed calling do you need?"

The detective gave her a weird sideways look, and after a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Be more rough."