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Chapter 84 - 65 [Visceral Overclocking] (7.2K)_2
Chapter 84: Chapter 65 [Visceral Overclocking] (7.2K)_2They’re all boxers, everyone is straightforward.
I’ve said everything I should, just pass the judgment if you must, I accept it."
"Hmm." Zhang Feng took a sip of tea and said, "Can you describe the specific appearance of that businessman you know?"
"I’ll try my best." The drug dealer tilted his chin, tapping the cigarette on the table, "Seeing how cooperative I am, can I have one? Got a headache after getting hit by you last night, need to clear my head."
"Alright." Zhang Feng picked up a cigarette and gave him one.
"Old Zhang." Captain Wang thought for a moment, then stood up and looked at Zhang Feng next to the drug dealer, signaling towards the door with his eyes.
Zhang Feng understood and went out with him.
They walked to a more distant corridor.
"What do you think, Old Zhang?" Captain Wang straightforwardly asked, "Do you think his words are credible? I always feel something is off."
"Be specific." Zhang Feng rubbed the corner of his eye.
Last night, Overclocking practiced a set of punches, plus nearly a month of daily running.
Now, after finally making some progress.
Zhang Feng felt somewhat relaxed, but still a bit tired.
"As an old criminal detective, I totally distrust criminals." Captain Wang said seriously, "You see, this is how I think.
First of all, the drug dealer is not your average criminal, right?"
"Yeah, haha." Zhang Feng yawned, leaning against the cold wall, gesturing for him to continue.
"I can’t say it straightforwardly, I’m afraid you won’t understand." Captain Wang completely ignored whether Old Zhang was sleepy, instead giving a bunch of examples of criminals’ ’lying and covering up stories’ to make Zhang Feng understand the criminals’ cunning.
It went on for more than ten minutes.
Zhang Feng listened to learn some examples.
After finishing.
Captain Wang summed it up, "So I think if we follow the direction the drug dealer provided, it could likely influence the investigation’s thought process and progress."
"I believe it." Zhang Feng nodded sleepily, then became a bit more awake and said again, "When I say believe, I mean I believe that drug dealer, not you.
Besides, we don’t have any better clues at the moment, so why not conduct another city-wide
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The next day, a new sweep started again.
And due to the emergence of this clue, the special task force’s time was also extended.
Moreover, by noon on the second day, the drug dealer had sketched out the ’businessman’s’ appearance.
Then, the search began.
Turned around various markets and companies, starting a new round of needle in a haystack.
But on the twenty-ninth day.
A piece of news, both good and not good, reached the city.
This morning.
In another city five hundred miles away, a similar murder occurred.
It was a ’mud-made dirt sword killing’.