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Grasp the bottle tightly and swing it backwards.

Stand up and turn your head.

This series of strange movements are constantly being repeated by Xiao Han at this moment.

When White asked Officer Tom to come to the rooftop of Apartment 32, he only saw the repeated movements and his right hand that had been waving.

"Detective Xiao!"

White had never seen such a scene. The detective in his mind was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, imitating some cult-like actions. It made people wonder if Xiao Han was possessed or had a ghost, and hurriedly shouted at him.

While shouting, he rushed forward and prepared to pull Xiao Han down from the edge.

"Don't move!"

When the two of them came here, if he hadn't noticed them, otherwise White would have accidentally fallen when he shouted at him.

After all, when a person is frightened, he will subconsciously retreat, let alone be a drunk person.

Wait, frightened?

Is it possible that when Black was standing on the rooftop, he turned his head and saw something terrifying behind him, and then fell down?

Xiao Han looked at the "abyss" behind him and fell into deep thought.

If your inference is correct, then what kind of horror is going to make a man who is already drunk and has delayed everything so scared?

Is it going to come and kill him? Or is it a mysterious and supernatural illusion? Or...

Monster with octopus tentacles?

No, how is that possible.

Xiao Han smiled bitterly and denied his last thought. How could this ordinary small case involve Mr. Ke?

Besides, don’t ordinary people see that san value becomes negative directly?

While slowly climbing down from the rooftop, Xiao Han was still thinking about the problem he was guessing.

I was so addicted to thinking, but I didn't notice a wire as thick as a thumb under my feet. I staggered and kicked the wire with my toes directly showed White and Tom a flat-ground fall.

After being helped up by White, Xiao Han then looked at the wire in front of him.

There was no idea when the insulation layer was worn out, and the wires inside were all worn without exception.

Fortunately, after the incident, the entire apartment building had already been powered off by Officer Tom's organization, otherwise he would have been sent to the hospital just now.

"This wire looks like it's worn for a long time. Didn't the repairman come here to repair it?"

Just when Xiao Han was sighing that there would be a follow-up to survive the disaster, White came to him, picked up the wire on the ground, and asked Detective Tom who was looking around.

"I remember that every building in this area has a dedicated repairman. The worker who regularly repairs our apartment No. 30 said that there should be apartment No. 32, right?"

"Yes, he was right. There are 40 buildings in the apartment area, and each building has a fixed maintenance worker. Because the apartment building has complete facilities, there is basically no mistake at all. It is reasonable for one person to one floor."

Speaking of the trivial matters in this residential area, Tom is a useful place. He murmured to himself while looking through the various information he carried with him.

"Speaking of this, I remember that I was responsible for Apartment 32, a guy named Peter, why didn't he come to repair it?"

It seemed like asking Xiao Han and White, or asking himself, and then muttered a few impatiently, and called the repairman named Peter according to the information he had in hand.

Soon, the middle-aged worker in a blue uniform, with his handbag containing various tools, appeared carefully in front of the three of them.

"Good morning, Detective Tom, what happened?"

The timid attitude towards middle-aged obese police detectives is enough to show that Tom is very majestic to these civilians.

Xiao Han kept moving away from his body, revealing the broken wire that was blocked by him.

"This was damaged a long time ago, why hasn't been repaired yet? Are you lazy again?" Tom put away the information in his hand, picked up the wires on the ground, and said with a serious look, "If I hadn't had the power cut off before, the detective who came to investigate would have been sent to the hospital by your negligence, and I would have been here to apologize!"

"This, this, this is not my fault!"

I originally thought this guy would obey it, but a word that seemed to be a quibbling sounded in the ears of the three of them.

Peter tightly held the handbag in his hand, playing with the corner of his clothes and lowered his head.

"I had been here for repairs before, but suddenly a resident came to the rooftop and told me to get out. If I don't get out, I would shoot me. I also reminded him of the wear of the wire, but he didn't listen and pointed the gun at me. I really had no choice but to leave. I didn't expect this!"

"Resident? Threat you?"

After discovering the doubts in Peter's words, Xiao Han repeated.

An idea flashed through his mind.

"Do you remember what this resident looks like?"

"It's the kind that looks very thin and young. At that time, he brought a box of wine to the rooftop." Peter recalled. He didn't dare to look at Xiao Han's face, but it did not mean that what he said was lies because his most respected Officer Tom was present.

Slim, young, drunk, threatening the repairman with a gun, these various actions gradually overlap with Black's image in Xiao Han's mind.

Despite this, he was still unsure that the analysis of the case was stuck at a small point.

But at this moment, Detective Tom took out a photo from his pocket and showed it to Peter.

"Is this person?"

In fact, when Tom took out the photos, Xiao Han was already very surprised. He thought that the background of his current case was probably from the 19th century, but unexpectedly, there were still photos.

There are photos that indicate that there is a camera. The camera was invented in the mid-19th century. To be precise, it should be 39 years. Now that cameras are popular, it means that it must have been a long time since the invention.

It's called a camera, but the pixels of photo pixels in this era are still very low.

After staring at the blurry photos that could no longer be blurred, Peter finally confirmed his image in his heart.

"Yes, it's him, it's him pointing a gun at me."

"Very good, Peter, you made great contributions." Tom nodded with satisfaction and patted the repairman on the shoulder for the first time, "Go and repair it quickly, do it well in the future. If someone threatens you with a gun, tell me and you report the case."

"Okay!" Peter nodded vigorously.

Xiao Han knew that this was the greatest compliment for a worker who was only working hard.

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Chapter completed!