I'm not a super cop

Chapter 428 I want to die with him
As Weng Tao expected, the worker appeared in the restaurant wearing an old camouflage uniform out of place.

"You are so sick, why did you come to this place?"

As soon as the workers saw Weng Tao, they yelled at Weng Tao in a dialect from a long distance away. All the guests in the restaurant looked up with strange expressions, even the waiters had strange eyes.

Weng Tao was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. What was embarrassing was that the arrival of his co-workers immediately lowered the nobility he had painstakingly created. What he regretted was that because of his own reasons, the co-workers were despised by the "upper class".

"Keep your voice down, this is a high-class place, pay attention to quality!"

The waiter delivered the set menu, pasta, steak, and red wine. Weng Tao solemnly lifted the knife and fork to taste it. He felt that the meal was not worth 700 yuan at all. After all, his daily salary was only [-] yuan, and it was not necessarily every day There is work to do.

The worker took a sip of the astringent red wine, feeling particularly unpalatable, and wrinkled his face and said, "Are you crazy, such an unpalatable thing!"

"What do you know, this is style!"

Weng Tao looked contemptuously at the workers, looked around, showed a look of intoxication, and said with emotion: "This is a door, a door leading to the upper class, I just want to be as refined and elegant as the people here! "

The worker chewed the medium-rare beef, and couldn't understand what Weng Tao was thinking. In his opinion, Weng Tao was no different from him, and he couldn't even use a knife and fork.

After coming out of the western restaurant, the worker went straight back to the construction site, so he naturally wanted to talk about it with other workers who were chatting and playing cards.

When mentioning Weng Tao, all the workers in the dormitory showed disdain. After all, on the construction site, a person is often judged by the level of craftsmanship. The workers' evaluation of Weng Tao is that the craftsmanship is average, but the work is the worst. .

"This person has read a few books and became obsessed. What are you doing every day! How do you say that? Your heart is higher than the sky, and your life is thinner than paper."

As soon as Weng Tao, whose life is thinner than paper, returned to the dormitory, all the workers who played cards and chatted looked at him and smiled, and some shouted: "Weng Tao, are you helping the police solve the case again?"

Weng Tao snorted, showing disdain on his face: "What are the police, few of them are very good."

As he said that, he picked up his second-hand player and watched the "Six Serious Cases" downloaded for him by the owner of the mobile phone shop. After watching a chapter, he always had to "study" it, repeatedly observing the methods of committing the crime and the ideas of solving the case , Let yourself deduce from the perspective of criminals and policemen, and open your notebook to take notes from time to time.

Another worker deliberately shouted: "You must be too low-level, and the police are too lazy to listen to you!"

Weng Tao opened his eyes wide: "Why do you insult people's innocence out of thin air..."

"What's your innocence? I saw you were kicked out by the police station before, saying that your level is too low, so don't be ashamed of yourself."

Weng Tao blushed, with blue veins bursting out on his forehead, and argued: "We were discussing that, but it can't be considered a discussion... Discussion!... Can matters related to the public prosecution be considered a discussion?"

Then there were difficult words, such as "criminal constitution theory" and "four elements of a perfect crime", which caused everyone to laugh, and the dormitory was full of joy.

Weng Tao watched an episode of TV series, and his blushing face gradually recovered, and others asked again: "Weng Tao, have you really listened to a certain professor's lecture?"

Weng Tao looked at the person who asked him, showing disdain to argue.

Then they said, "Then why don't you become a policeman? If you can't be a policeman, you can be an auxiliary policeman."

Weng Tao spoke with great confidence: "What do you do when you are a policeman? All you do is mess around with old men and wives. I am suitable to be a criminal investigation expert."

At this time, a rule of law program was playing on the old TV in the dormitory.

The program was about a murder case, and the murderer's method of committing the crime was extremely cruel. After finishing the fight, all the workers were attracted by the program on TV and started discussing with each other.

Seeing the workers discussing the case on TV, Weng Tao couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority. He picked up the enamel jar on the table and published his own high-level thesis:
"Miemen cases are nothing more than two types of crimes committed by acquaintances and strangers. Among them, acquaintances are most likely to commit crimes, and most of them are conflicts in daily life. From the perspective of criminal psychology..."

"What are you talking about, are you still allowed to watch TV? You're so drifting away that you don't know who you are!" A worker interrupted Weng Tao's high-spirited speech.

Weng Tao was very frustrated and said loudly: "You don't know my skills. I have been influenced by Western thought and Roman law, and I have also studied the famous Simpson case. A certain professor said that I have a talent for criminal investigation. If you don't believe me, look at me. notes!"

No one pays attention to him.

After watching the program, the workers continued to play cards enthusiastically.

Weng Tao put down the porcelain jar in embarrassment, and his eyes fell on the title of the novel again:

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer.

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Entering August, it is the hottest weather of the year.

Especially before it rains, there is no wind, and the air is damp. Walking outdoors is like entering a steamer, which is extremely uncomfortable.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Ran came back to the team from the outside with his sweat-soaked T-shirt on. He had just replenished some water, and before he sat down for 5 minutes, another police officer came over: " In the Chengmen community, someone is stabbing people with a knife in the community!"

As soon as the police report arrived, Xiao Ran and Li Fangfang immediately grabbed their equipment and rushed downstairs, then slammed on the accelerator and rushed to the scene.

Through the car window, looking at the sun isolated by the high-level humid air, Li Fangfang stuck out his tongue and howled: "Hey, you say, these people eat a lot of energy every day, why don't they stay at home on days like this? Blowing on the air conditioner, running out to kill people, what do you think?"

"What do you think? I don't know what he thinks, I'm almost dying of heat!" Qin Zihe said weakly as he wiped off a layer of sweat from his forehead.

Soon, two police cars came to Chengmen community.

At this time, the comrades from the nearby police station had already arrived, Xiao Ran greeted the comrades at the police station, and immediately asked: "What is the specific situation, are there any casualties?"

"It almost killed someone!"

The comrade at the police station took a long breath and said: "Fortunately, the man who was cut was flexible, got into the utility room of the property, and closed the door from the inside, so the assailant didn't cut him. Otherwise, it would be a big accident Already!"

As soon as they heard that there were no casualties, Xiao Ran and the others felt relieved, "Where is the murderer?"

"Hey, the one holding the gas tank at the door."

The comrades at the police station pointed to the door of the utility room of the property, and saw a man in his early thirties, holding a small gas tank and a lighter in his hand, crying to the police next to him to persuade him, "What the hell? I can't live anymore, I want to die with this bastard!"

The comrades at the police station persuaded: "Why can't you survive? What did he do that you can't think about? Why don't you talk about it and solve it? If you do this, think about what your parents will do, what will your wife and children do? You How miserable they would be if they were gone!"

Looking at the comrades at the police station who were in a stalemate with the man, Xiao Ran turned around and asked, "Did you call the fire department?"

"Already called, on the way."

Xiao Ran nodded. At this time, after being persuaded by the comrades in the police station, the man howled even louder, "I don't care, I just want to die with him. Even if I don't die today, I will be disgusted to death in a few days. You might as well die early!"

"Then why do you think he disgusts you? What can be disgusting? Just don't think about it."

"I can't forget his wretched look... You bastard, come out to me, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)