"motivation!"

"motivation?!!!"

Downstairs of the hospital, Zhou Yan was still squatting on the smashed concrete road, muttering to himself...

Liu Chen followed Zhou Yan and observed the boy for a while, but finally he was too impatient.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!?"

He shouted.

Now, Liu Chen really can't see through the guy in front of him...

First, in the dark environment, you could see such tiny mud chips.

Immediately afterwards, I asked the clue of "strange loud noise".

Finally, the guy actually squatted on the ground, muttering nervously.

Oh, by the way, there is that book, how could a normal person hold a book without words and read it so carefully?

Such a strange behavior, except for brain problems, probably...

Suddenly, he was stunned, as if he had thought of another possibility.

He looked at Zhou Yan blankly and swallowed.

"Hey, that...you won't be..."

Before he could finish his words! After rubbing, Zhou Yan suddenly stood up, turned his head and stared at Liu Chen.

"Where is a person?" He said without a head or end.

"Ah?" Liu Chen was stunned: "Who is it?"

"Where are the people sent by the police? Where have they been?" Zhou Yan asked sternly.

"Everything... are all upstairs." Liu Chen replied subconsciously, "Oh, there are also some crime scenes across the street."

"Bad!" Zhou Yan shouted: "The crime scene is clearly here! Hurry up and transfer all the people over there!"

"Ah?" Liu Chen was stunned and wondered, how could the crime scene be here? It was obviously across the street, and you saw the deceased hitting in front of you with your own eyes!

Moreover, you are just an eyewitness, what are you clamoring here?

However, Liu Chen looked at Zhou Yan's serious expression and his idea became even stronger.

"This Zhou Yan...is not a detective too, right?"

As soon as this idea arose, I couldn't stop it. The strange behaviors of this kid seemed to indicate that he was a detective.

And it's the kind of high-level one!

Liu Chen became more and more like him the more he thought about it, and in the end...

"Okay...refer now."

......

Within a few minutes, a large number of police officers gathered and surrounded Zhou Yan.

"What's next? What to do?" Liu Chen asked.

Zhou Yan was still flipping through the book. This behavior was so neurotic in the eyes of a group of police officers.

But because he was too nervous, no one dared to disturb Zhou Yan.

After a while...

"Look!" Zhou Yan said a word.

"What are you looking for?" Liu Chen asked.

"I don't know what to look for. Anyway, I just want to find something that is a little heavier, the kind that can smash the cement floor. The murderer only has two hours, so he can't move the thing too far!"

"Okay... let's go find it!" Liu Chen nodded half-understand, and then pointed to the surroundings: "The flower bed over there! There are also the woods over there! Oh, behind the buildings over there, where people don't often go, go find it, find something strange, report it!"

Before he finished speaking, the police officers dispersed directly.

They are so professional when looking for things. Even if they don’t know what to look for, they can find it for you.

Seeing that everyone was looking for it, Zhou Yan nodded and said another word popped up: "Go!"

Seeing that Zhou Yan was not hesitating at all, Liu Chen felt much more at ease. Regardless of whether this kid was a detective or not, he should have a clear idea of ​​the case now, and it should be right to follow him.

As a detective, it is understandable that you have no idea. After all, no one is omniscient and omnipotent. But if others have ideas, it would be too embarrassing if you don’t follow him quickly.

So Liu Chen waved his hand: "The rest of the people, keep up!"

In this way, Zhou Yan walked in front with a book alone, and a large number of policemen behind him rushed into the elevator, and headed straight to the 18th floor of the top floor with a grand momentum.

When he arrived at the 18th floor, Zhou Yan was strangely not walking towards the "critical care department", but instead turned to the stairwell and climbed up the floor.

At the end of the stairs is a door.

Zhou Yan walked over and pushed the door open...

A cold wind blew in, lifting people's clothes. Outside the door was the night sky.

Rooftop...

The rooftop of the hospital is very large, and you can barely see the edge when looking from one side to the other.

And there are a lot of things piled up everywhere on the rooftop.

Some equipment that cannot be named, or dozens of wardrobes are put into a long row, or some wheelchairs are left without wheels.

In short, this place is like a warehouse of old medical items. Many useless things are piled up in the hospital. It is estimated that it will take several years to find someone to recycle them.

Zhou Yan walked up to the rooftop, his eyes swept through the abandoned objects one by one. Finally, his eyes stopped on a row of hospital beds.

These beds are now old, and the shelves are covered with rust.

Zhou Yan reached out and grabbed a hospital bed, pulled it out...

It was very easy to pull.

Because the hospital bed is not like the one at home, it is equipped with movable wheels under it to facilitate the patient to push.

Zhou Yan didn't say a word. He looked at the hospital bed that was pulled out, raised his head again, and looked at Detective Liu who was still standing at the entrance of the rooftop.

At this time... Detective Liu's eyes were full of shock.

Obviously, he also thought of a crazy killing method.

He walked blankly to the edge of the rooftop.

I estimated the height of the edge protruding, and then looked at the height of the hospital bed. It seemed to be about the same... So, he breathed a little short of breath.

In the end, he seemed to have made up his mind and looked up in the direction of the deceased falling from the building.

You can clearly see the 10-meter-wide road below, with few traffic flows. On the other side of the road, the office building without lights is standing in front of you.

Just on the ground in front of the office building, you can still vaguely see a large piece of scarlet blood.

That is where Wang Xiaoming died.

Liu Chen swallowed.

He is not stupid, so he now understands what the loud noise means, but... if you really use this method to kill people, isn't that a bit too much...

Liu Chen didn't know what words to use to describe it. He just stared at the night in the city under his feet, and after a while...

"Where is the motivation?" he asked.

Zhou Yan did not answer because he hadn't thought of it yet.

But at this moment...

A line of words on the book slowly emerged.
Chapter completed!