A dark cloud drifted through the sky, and the sun had already set.The streets of Mooney are lit up by kerosene lamps, and the streets are still in that vibrant state.People walked briskly, while horse-drawn carriages passed in an orderly manner under the command of the traffic officers.That's the beauty of Mooney.If the city of Umur can be described as a beautiful landscape, then Munihei is a symphony with a high rhythm.After leaving the police station, Kercherov remained limping, looking a little nervous, devoid of energy and with a noticeable sense of panic.Compared to the pedestrians on the street, Kecherov was so conspicuous and unusual at this time.Passers-by looked at the ragged Kcherov with strange eyes, and the bruised and swollen Kcherov was an outlier on the street.Ever since he stepped out into the street, he had been very careful, stopping and stopping from time to time, watching out of the corner of his eye to see if anyone was following him.The seemingly young Kecherov was not as innocent as he looked, and he did not expect his identity to be revealed.Runaway mixed-race people work hard in Mooneyhee, living on their own and supporting themselves.This has always been a natural and unassailable disguise of identity, both factual and fictitious.Kecherov never expected that there would be a crisis of revealing his identity in this incident.Kcherov, who had planned to accept the position of head chef after the report, had his own little abacus, and if he became a head chef, he would have more time and space to complete the tasks passed down by his superiors.But what made Khcherov miscalculate was that the people of the Public Security Bureau would be so ruthless to him, the first person to be found at the scene of the crime, just because of the identity of the Oros.At first, Kcherov only thought that he would be able to leave after confessing the discovery of the body of the chef of the country and making a confession, but due to the complexity of the case, it has involved a power struggle at the top, which has led to a loophole in this identity.But what Kcherov couldn't understand was So'o's approach, and the German officials, who had always been known for their rigor and harshness, would show mercy to their subordinates.This made Khcherov keep an eye on the way back, which is why he would stop and see if anyone was following.Familiar with the streets of Munihe, Soar could not have been easily spotted, and he weaved through the rooftops of various architectural styles, keeping an eye on Kcherov's whereabouts from above.And Kecherov's sneaky appearance was seen by Soo, and the corners of Soo's mouth raised, "The fish is hooked."
Sure enough, there was a problem. ”Skilled in criminal investigation, So'o studied human behavior and criminal psychology at the University of Munihe before working in the Sheriff's Office.Both of these are very rare majors, and they require a lot of professional knowledge, keen observation, and strong logical thinking to master.And the reason why Soou, who has long hair and flutters, can become a good criminal investigator is because of the support of the knowledge of these two disciplines to become the leader of Shozhav's side.During the interrogation, in addition to fear and pain, there was also a hint of anger and unspeakable concealment hidden in his body language.Although his expressions and acting skills can fool Bron, his instinctive physical reactions are not affected by these.And every little move of Kecherov was watched by Saw.Tho's intention to let Kecherov go was because Sawo had already understood that Kecherov had been trained in interrogation, and that only by putting Kecherov in an open environment would Kecherov reveal more hidden information.This is a calculation after So'o's calculations.Solo and Bronn have already found a lot of fish lurking in Mooney, and Kcherov will be next.But Soy is not satisfied with the small fish of Kcherov, and in his calculations, he wants to find out together with Kcherov's superiors and uproot the entire system of Oros intelligence agents who have infiltrated Munihe.It was a big gamble, and the stakes were intelligence on the internal structure of the Public Security Bureau, as well as the identity of those at the top.As an intelligence officer, it is believed that many habits and details of the behavior of Saw, Blonn, and Shozhaf have been recorded through observation.If it is revealed, the Sheriff's Bureau will suffer a devastating blow.If Kcherov was careless, So'ou would have won.Kecherov's instincts reminded him that the danger was not over, but the physical pain was no longer something that could be resisted by gritting his teeth.Bronn did not use sharp weapons such as knives to hurt Kercherov during the interrogation, but used a large number of blunt objects to hit him, and under the influence of Bron's great force, Kercherov suffered a lot of internal injuries.Even though Khcherov didn't come from a medical background, he could feel the discomfort coming from inside his body."
Am I not going to hold it anymore?"
Kecherov propped one hand against the wall, stood firm and thought to himself.With a bang, a mouthful of dark brown blood foam was able to spit out of Kcherov's mouth."
Damn the German Nationals, it's so heavy."
Kecherov scolded secretly.In this deserted alley, Kocherov leaned against the wall and sat down slowly, his right leg stretched forward and his left leg bent, supporting his weak upper body.He couldn't walk anymore, he needed time to rest, but he was worried that he wouldn't have time to finish his task.At this time, the clouds in the sky were drifting away rapidly, and the wind was about to pick up in Moonihe.Sawo looked coldly at Khcherov from the rooftop, he was waiting for Kercherov's next performance.The breeze blew softly, ruffling Saw's long hair, and with a slight flick, he brushed away the long hair that obscured his vision, and tied it into a ponytail with a rubber band.An orange fat cat jumped out of the window of one of the houses in the alley, and when it landed, it looked at Khcherov who had broken into its territory.There was a hint of curiosity in the dark green pupils, and the fat orange cat twisted its round-looking body and walked with funny steps to Kecherov, who was leaning against the wall.Its pink triangular nose moved, smelling of Kcherov's body.It could feel that the stupid two-legged beast seemed to be wounded, but one of the items he was carrying seemed to have a disturbing smell of it.Then the fat orange cat arched itself, and the hair on its tail stood up like spikes.The nails between the claws are hidden and are in a very aggressive posture, but also a frightened posture."
Xiaoju Xiaoju, where are you?"