"Francis Bacon said that love and wisdom can't have both." Xia Chuluo leaned on the co-pilot and pulled off the headband on his head.

"I can't agree with that."

Lu Wen started the car and drove slowly away from the scene.

According to the custom, the groom is now toasting at one table after another, but the two of them don't have so much time to relax, and they don't want to provoke too many people.

So I left first.

"We must use a dialectical perspective to look at the thinking of the ancients."

"Bionic people actually understand dialectical vision?"

"Bionics are constantly learning, and you still have such a big prejudice against them."

"But the group of bionics outside the no-man's land are like fools, you should never learn from them."

The two were chatting, and a call came to Lu Wen's cell phone.

Wei Boan called.

"Wei Boan? Why does this middle-aged man call you every day?"

"Maybe... he has opened the good wine for decades... right."

Lu Wen answered the phone.

The content of the call was not as good as he thought.

Wei Boan said that he had dug up the wine that had been buried for more than ten years from the backyard, and it was a bit boring to drink alone.

Xia Chuluo took the phone and said rudely to the other end: "Wei Boan, I checked, you live in an elevator apartment, where's the backyard?"

"Miss Xia, as long as you have a backyard in your heart, life is full of sunshine and green."

"Are you trying to dig Lu Wen over?"

"Miss Xia, you can't just filth your innocence like this. This time you really have something to find him. There is a follow-up to the last time, I think he will definitely be interested.

The incident last time referred to that ‘wandering poet’.

Regarding an unjust case more than ten years ago.

In that matter, until the end, the so-called "Wandering Poet" did not show up, and no one knew who he was.

Lu Wen took his mobile phone from Xia Chuluo, and made an appointment with Wei Boan, and met in the afternoon.

"Just leave me at the door of the warehouse, you can go to Wei Boan." Xia Chuluo said.

"Are you leaving this afternoon?" Lu Wen asked.

"Well, Fatty, they have packed everything, and your body has been completely activated. You should be able to feel it later."

"Where is the body you left behind?"

"It's in the closet in my bedroom." Xia Chuluo said: "That body doesn't have a bracelet. I have already made the memory. As long as I don't deal with people who are too familiar, there should be no problems. I asked the Executive Board for two. I don’t need to check in for these two months."

Put a bionic person exactly like yourself in the bedroom closet.

Ordinary people can't do such a thing.

The wardrobe is an essential element of many suspense movies.

In the evening, the cabinet door slowly opened, and a hand or something...

Half an hour later, the vehicle stopped at the gate of the warehouse.

Xia Chuluo's small team was already waiting for her.

Fatty Jiang seems to have lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and his whole body is haggard. He is holding his beloved computer and his eyes are bloodshot.

"Fatty, are you in this state?" Lu Wen asked.

"Everyone is a man, you actually asked me if I could do it?" Fatty Jiang stood up, "It's just commonplace for me to stay up late. I have stayed up late in my mother's womb, and it's almost 30 years now!"

"Are you only in your twenties?"

Lu Wen was shocked.

Fatty Jiang looks older than Wei Boan.

A greasy and fat middle-aged uncle suddenly claimed to be a little fresh meat in his twenties...

After confirming that the status of the entire team was online, Lu Wen looked at his third body and turned it on himself.

The familiar feeling came immediately.

"I'll leave first, and tell me what's the matter with this body."

"Okay, go find Wei Boan quickly."

The 13th district to the 10th district is another nearly two hours' drive.

This is just the city.

When he arrived, Wei Boan was sitting in a small restaurant not far from the Executive Directorate of District 10.

"How many bottles of wine do you have more than ten years ago, can you not finish drinking like this every day?"

"It's fine to go to wholesale after drinking."

"..."

It can be seen that something is indeed happening.

If Wei Boan just wanted to drink, he would personally go to the thirteenth district.

But this kind of phone call calls Lu Wen to the tenth district rarely.

"Is that what happened?" Lu Wen asked.

"Not yet, for so long, I haven't passed the previous cases and found the clues of the "Wandering Poet", but... he recently appeared in the 15th district." Wei Boyan poured a glass for Lu Wen.

"Dead again?"

"Yes, but you also know the situation in District 15. It's a tourist, with a relatively small resident population. The cases that happened over there were basically petty thefts, and tourists from outside areas were scammed. "

While Wei Boyan was talking, Lu Wen also checked on the Internet.

He found that the executive bureau of the fifteenth district was a bit more salty than the tenth district.

The executives there deal with the most trivial matters on weekdays. Most of the time, they walk on the beaches of the inland sea and sometimes work part-time selling sunscreen.

"Executives work part-time selling sunscreen... The industry has a huge span." Lu Wen looked at other information, "This large area has not had a general manager for several years. The most powerful person is a third party who will retire Level executive officer."

"For travellers, their daily work is just to resolve disputes. No one wants to go to that place."

But the wandering poet just left.

Judging from the circumstances of his last case, it is estimated that there is something wrong with it.

"In terms of unjust cases, every district may have it, but the 15th district...no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be his goal. This district has the fewest cases."

The permanent population of this district is less than two million.

A district with the smallest population.

However, the flow of people is quite large. On various holidays, vehicles heading to the fifteenth district can be blocked.

"Sometimes I don't understand how good it is to have a happy three-day vacation and play games at home." Wei Boan took a sip of wine. "There are always people who have to run to those scenic spots. They will be stuck in traffic for a day when they go, and they will be stuck for a day when they return The car, the only day in between is used to see the crowds."

"You have to work in the afternoon, so don't drink." Lu Wen reminded.

"It's okay, you can just drive."

"..."

Life always surprises you inadvertently.

For example, the 15th district this morning.

A cleaning staff who was doing the cleaning of the community was suddenly splashed with a pot of boiling oil from the sky, which was a pot of sesame oil.

He stumbled a few steps in the scream.

Another basin of icy gasoline was splashed down.

Then there was a lighter that fell from the sky, the flame on it had not been extinguished.

"There is no monitoring there, so the specific situation is unknown. You can only make a rough judgment based on the appearance of the scene. The person has been burned to coke. According to the residents at the time, the sesame oil smelled very fragrant... "

Another guy who was burned alive to coke.

The murderer known as the wandering poet in secret has become more and more cruel in his behavior.

"Where did the oil come from? Have you found it?" Lu Wen asked.

"Under investigation, but hope is not great..." Wei Boyan replied.

"It's impossible to change out of thin air."

"The 15th district is adjacent to the 16th district. You don't know that the slums of the 16th district are so messy. You can get everything there. Even if a bomber comes out out of thin air, it is not impossible."

When the two arrived at the fifteenth district, it was already evening.

Fortunately, it is not a holiday and there is no traffic jam on the road.

I have to say that the scenery of the 15th district is indeed good. A long road along the way is built by the sea. You can see the rolling waves hitting the beach, as well as the handsome men and women on the beach.

The local executive bureau, the three-level executive who is about to retire, received the two.

"The two comrades have come from afar. It's a hard work. Let's have a meal."

The executive officer is Feng Fugui, a very festive name, and the only third-level executive officer in the 15th district.

If nothing else, he should have been promoted to chief.

But he felt that he was too old to retire within two years and couldn't handle so many things, so he refused.

"Don't eat as soon as you meet. People in the Executive Board shouldn't learn this." Wei Boan said seriously: "Take us to the scene directly."

"This place is for tourism. In addition to eating and playing, everyone grew up here and got used to it." Feng Fugui smiled and took the two to the scene.

There is actually not much to see at the scene.

A dilapidated community.

With the blue-gray concrete exterior walls and exposed red bricks, several streets outside the community are full of snacks.

The fireworks in the fifteenth district are obviously heavier than other districts.

"Two stalls of oil stains, one of which was burnt. According to traces on the ground, after the victim caught fire, he ran a few steps out before falling."

There are many ways to die in this world.

Burning to death should be regarded as quite painful.

In fact, each of them is painful.

The same goes for jumping off a building.

Many people say that the moment the jumper touches the ground, he can hear the sound of his bones breaking, and they will feel great pain.

So even if life is unsatisfactory, live well and earn one day by living one day.

"We found some oil stains on the corridor outside the third floor. After inspection, we found that the composition was the same as the oil stains on the ground. The murderer dumped the two basins of oil from here." Feng Fugui introduced.

"Are there any witnesses?" Lu Wen asked.

"No, we asked from door to door."

"Think about it... the murderer's style ~ lightnovelpub.net~ can leave witnesses behind."

Lu Wen looked around.

The time of the incident was ten o'clock in the morning. At that time, all those who were supposed to work had already gone to work.

This location is more secretive.

"The murderer has observed the scene environment in advance, and knows the victim's work and rest time, knowing that he will pass by here, so he is likely to follow the dead for a period of time, there is no monitoring in the community, but there are on the street outside, adjust the monitoring."

Surveillance will not lie, but the clues given are close to nothing.

Wei Boyan and the third-level executive are both experienced, and they haven't noticed anything unusual from the monitoring these days.

The victim likes to be alone, and there is no sign of being stalked.

"By the way, where's that book of poems?"

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