NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 209 Are you going to poison me?
"There were no casualties in the explosion, but the existing evidence was damaged in the explosion, and the suspects in the murders disappeared one after another."
Mumu Shisan's face was extremely solemn. He looked at the ruins of the Citizens' Office in front of him and sighed heavily, "Do you think it was the murderer who did it?"
Hearing this, Tang Muqing shook his head, his voice low but very sure, "From designing exquisite killing techniques to explosions are completely different psychological manifestations. I don't think this can be done by one person. Maybe serial murderers have It is possible to transform into an explosive maniac, but just one day is obviously not enough to support the murderer's change in mentality."
Explosion, a simple and crude criminal method, goes well with gin no matter how you look at it.
Memu Shisan lowered his head to write something in the police manual, and frowned deeper and deeper, "The murderer of the murder should be among the missing people, so this explosion... is to silence them?"
"Probably so." Tang Muqing responded, glanced around and spoke softly, "Didn't we find heroin near the piano before? Maybe they are related to the drug trade, because they were afraid of being found out about this murder. It affected myself, so I chose the violent method of explosion to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces."
Memu Shisan nodded, closed the police manual and looked ahead in silence.
After a while, Mumu Shisan finally came back to his senses and turned to look at Tang Muqing, "Are you feeling well? Can you insist on participating in the interrogation?"
Tang Muqing was startled and couldn't help but raise his finger and point at himself, "Do I look like I'm sick?"
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Radiant!
Hearing this, Mu Mu Shisan glanced at Tang Muqing's face suspiciously, and after a while he nodded affirmatively, "He looks very ugly, and looks like he is sick."
It felt like I hadn't slept all night.
It's okay for others to stay up late, but Tang Muqing...
His already poor health became even worse after the hard work of doing business in the past few years. He heard that a little bit of wind would give him a splitting headache or even a cold. Although he, Mu Muqing, really wanted Tang Muqing's proficiency Psychologists will help, but you can’t force it.
This is not only the mascot of the Metropolitan Police Department, but also the squeamish, noble and fragile sponsor father of the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Well..." Tang Muqing's face froze slightly, but he still chuckled helplessly, "I don't feel any physical discomfort today, but rather than having to go to work every day after returning to Tokyo, I would rather solve it once and for all. Even if you get sick later, you can still take good care of yourself, right?"
Mu Mu Thirteen:......
This sounds like it implies an aboveboard intention to skip work?
Thirteen and a half months later, Mu Mu looked at Tang Muqing and sighed helplessly, "Okay, your body... what does the doctor say?"
"There's something wrong with my immunity." Tang Muqing didn't think it was a big deal. He turned sideways to avoid the sea breeze and lowered his voice to make a request, "Officer Megure, Officer Ohara suffered a lot when he was a child, and his body suffered too much. In the future, he can Let him work less overtime and stay up late? I think Officer Datehan and Officer Matsuda would be willing to share the work for him."
Hey, when are good friends not used at this time?
He even thought he could use Jiang Guling to draw the police over to help with overtime work.
Mumu Shisan was even more speechless, "You do care about him."
I really don’t know what to say. I have such a close relationship with the assistant next to me, and there are so many scandals outside, but I can still find the time to care about the work of my former life assistant.
Could this be Tang Muqing's talent?
Have you passed through thousands of flowers and been touched by all the flowers?
"My life assistant position has a lifetime retirement service." Tang Muqing moved behind Mumu Shisan, his voice was still soft and without any edge, "Please, Officer Mumu."
Mumu Shisan couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart, but still nodded, "I'll try my best."
This is not about bending down for the sponsor’s father, this is clearly because Datehang and Matsuda Jinpei care too much about their colleagues, so they forcefully took over the work from Rin Obara!
"Let's start the interrogation after breakfast." Mumu Shisan sighed softly and looked at the temporarily requisitioned village office. "The villagers have provided heating equipment. It's best not to wear down your body due to work."
Tang Muqing nodded and walked towards the village office under the leadership of Officer Takagi.
In the temporarily requisitioned office, there was a bored Matsuda Jinpei who was chewing a cigarette and yawning. At this time, he was holding his chin with one hand and smoking mechanically with the other hand to refresh himself.
Those who came here overnight were afraid of a second explosion or a second attack, but it seemed...
Matsuda Jinpei turned his head and yawned, forcing some sleepy tears from the end of his eyes.
When he saw Tang Muqing walking in, he couldn't help but raise his hand, "You woke up very early today."
"Although I'm very sleepy, I still can't sleep." Tang Muqing responded, sitting next to Matsuda Jinpei and rubbing his cheeks, then took the blank paper next to him and put it in front of him, "You guys start, I'll watch."
Mascots, isn’t that what they are used for?
Matsuda raised his eyebrows slightly, chewed a cigarette and looked at Tang Muqing. After thinking for a while, he pulled the backpack next to him, pulled out a thermos cup and handed it over, "Here."
Tang Muqing:...
The familiar little curly man pulled his backpack skillfully and took out a thermos cup, which really made him feel a little bit PTSD.
"What is it?" Tang Muqing opened the thermos cup and took a look, frowning, "You want to poison me?"
It's dark, with a bitter taste that's completely different from coffee.
"Officer Obara asked me to bring it. He said it was the medicine prescribed by the doctor your butler invited from China next door." Matsuda Jinpei yawned, feeling sleepy and without any energy. He took out a small bag from his bag. Pour the medicine into Tang Muqing's palm, "Take it quickly."
Tang Muqing looked at the handful of pills in the palm of his hand, and then at the dark medicinal soup in the thermos cup. After thinking for a moment, he still refused, "I feel that after taking these, my body will have to use the medicine I once bought." 's cemetery."
Normal people can’t take medicine like this!
Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei glanced sideways, and after pondering for a moment, he finally spoke, "I think so too."
Under Tang Muqing's expectant gaze, Matsuda Jinpei shrugged helplessly, with a little smile on his face, "But this is what Officer Obara specially asked me to bring. Mr. Tang Mu should not let down Officer Obara's heart." Bar?"
Tang Muqing:...
Tang Muqing held the medicine and looked at Matsuda Jinpei. He was silent for a long time before showing a smile.
He threw a handful of pills into his mouth, drank the potion in one gulp, then lowered his head to sort out the documents in front of him, and laughed in a low voice: "Why do you care so much about whether I take medicine or not? You think my health is so bad that Are you disappointed?"