Zhou Yan in the mirror was thinking, what would he look like when he became fat?

OK, he can't think of it.

So he wiped the water stains on his face, put on his clothes and went out.

Today he was in a particularly peaceful mood. There was a special smell of firecrackers burning on the street, so he didn't feel irritated.

On the way to Xiyan Detective Agency, he received information from the Detective Association.

What is said above is very concise and clear.

[Zhou Yan, detective number **********, has been approved for promotion to the Marple level for consecutive cracking of major murders]

Zhou Yan was still calm when he looked at the message.

Looking back on the changes over the past year, it seems that from the beginning of helping children play games, I often experience murders at this moment, and my mood seems to have gradually become harder.

Even if a passenger on the bus suddenly took out his gun and rattled everyone around him, he wouldn't seem to be very panicked.

The sound of cars outside the window was still there, and Zhou Yan looked at this familiar city...

"So, I'm already at Marple level."

He murmured.

......

More than an hour later, Zhou Yan came to the detective agency. It was already 10 o'clock in the morning. Zhou Yan's lateness has not been changed, but it doesn't matter now.

Just as Lin Xi said before, at this stage, the chance of accepting cases every day is very low, because citizens will not trouble a Marple-level detective with a small case of looking for cats and dogs, right?

"Good morning~" Zhou Yan said hello lazy.

"It's almost noon." Lin Xi said coldly.

"Yes, so what to eat for lunch today?"

Lin Xi did not answer. She also received information on the detective network in the morning. Her employees had become a Marple-level detective.

After entering the industry for a year, I have already reached the same level as myself.

She really couldn't understand why this guy who was too lazy to die could become the fastest cautious person in this century.

Seeing that Lin Xi ignored him at all, Zhou Yan could only do it on the sofa in disappointment.

The atmosphere of New Year's Day is obviously not as warm as Christmas. He can't understand why the world has been unified long ago, so why can the festival "Christmas" be evolved, which is a Western religious color.

The heat in the room was very sufficient, and there was some fog on the glass at the door of the detective agency, making the outside world blurred.

"I guess today is also a peaceful day."

Zhou Yan thought so and had already started preparing to fish.

At this moment, on a small street next to a park, a girl jumped happily and walked towards a street police station.

The girl's name is Miko, she is 12 years old and an orphan.

When she was 6 years old, her parents died in a car accident, and only she survived.

At that time, she had not yet formed any strong personal values. She was just instinctively afraid of death. When she was taken out of the car by a police officer, she became obsessed with these people wearing police uniforms.

After that, Miko was sent to the nearest orphanage, and next to the orphanage, there was a police station.

As long as she walks through a park, she can see the three-story building. She likes everyone inside, whether it is her brother, uncle, or old man.

Well, that old man always smokes, and the smell on his body is a bit choking.

But Miko, 12, thinks that these people are the best people in the world.

And she always sat on the bench opposite the police station in her free time after dinner, watching the people inside.

Watching them in and out, sitting in police cars, wearing uniforms, it was a few hours until those people got off work.

Today, Miko is here again, and she is about to sit on the bench as usual until the orphanage teacher comes to find her.

But... there was already a person sitting on the bench today.

Miko is very strange because he has been in the orphanage for many years, and no one has ever sat on this bench except himself.

In fact, there are very few people sitting on this bench, because the location is very remote, there are no residents nearby, and there will be no running people passing by. Moreover, the police station is opposite, not a scenic spot, and there will be no one.

Sitting here to enjoy the scenery.

But now, that uncle is sitting on the bench.

Well, this person should be an uncle.

Although Miko didn't see the other person's face, it can be seen from his old-fashioned black suit and his hunched back that this person is either old or in poor health.

Oh, by the way, he is wearing a mask, making people unable to see his face clearly.

Miko is not like other children. She is not that shy. After all, she is a person who has experienced life and death.

So, she walked to the bench.

"Uncle, aren't you cold?" she asked.

In January, I was just wearing a suit, no wonder Miko asked.

"Hehe, it's not cold~" said the uncle.

His voice was sharp and hoarse, but he should be in a good mood, because from that tone, Miko heard a hint of smile.

"Can I sit next to you?" Miko asked again.

In fact, this uncle should be very ugly. His eyes are too thin and too long.

"Of course." Uncle said, "Oh, by the way, do you like to watch here...those people?"

The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the police station across the street.

"Hmm." Miko nodded: "I think those policemen are the coolest people in the world."

"Hehehehe." The man laughed: "But the police are just a profession. We cannot use profession to measure a person's good or evil, right? Maybe there will be bad people among people wearing police uniforms.

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"..." Miko frowned. She didn't understand her uncle's words. She was only 12 years old.

"Then I'll change my question." The man smiled and said, "You said, if the murderer who killed your parents stood in front of you, would you help your parents take revenge?"

"Of course!" Miko said. She didn't even notice why this first time meeting knew that her parents had a car accident.

The perpetrator who killed her parents has not been caught yet. Miko sometimes dreams of catching that person

A 12-year-old child already has the seeds of hatred in his heart.

Because the orphanage teacher once said that if you do something wrong, you will be punished.

Revenge of good and evil seems to arise naturally with the maturity of the human mind and does not require any teaching.

"Hehehe, okay." Uncle smiled, then got up, pulled out a large package from the other side of the bench.

Miko watched the uncle unzip the package and took out a uniform from it.

It is a uniform for delivering food.

Soon, the uncle put on his clothes and looked at Miko: "Little sister, it's time for you to go back."

Miko shook her head: ‘No…I want to sit for a while.’

"This--" Uncle scratched his head a little depressed, as if he had no choice but to deal with the child.

But soon, he had an idea.

See...
Chapter completed!