Chapter 722: Chapter 618 Walking into the Trap_2
After he had knocked down the bartender, he notified his deputy to go capture someone in the alley.
Upon their return without taking the person to Luona Police Station, they tied him up in the bar’s office, intending to take him to the station after the night’s second case was over.
But after being struck by Alpha’s Psychic Shock to the head, the bartender still hadn’t regained consciousness.
This made Xu Shuo a bit worried that he might have turned the man into a vegetable.
Xu Shuo rarely used Psychic Shock, his previous uses were in life-and-death battles against enemies, where there was no concern about whether they would die or not, simply targeting them to death was enough.
However, the bartender’s current condition was different; there was a courtroom waiting for him.
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You have to be convicted before you die, no matter what.
But if he really turned into a vegetable, there’s nothing to be done.
The bartender was the murderer; Xu Shuo was pretty much certain of that now. It was just that Xu Shuo rarely played the role of a righteous character and just wanted to indulge in the full process of a police officer capturing a criminal for once.
However, after carefully observing the man’s breathing, Xu Shuo raised an eyebrow slightly and then turned to leave the office.
Not long after he left,
the previously motionless bartender, who appeared to be in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes and cast a sinister glance in the direction of the office door.
He struggled with the handcuffs; finding he could not break free, a thin pick-like object appeared at his fingertips.
The bartender paid attention to the noises outside while trying to unlock the handcuffs.
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In the bar lounge,
the deputy who had been run ragged came in sweating profusely and brought new information gathered by his subordinates; he was now beside Mr. Lei, directly passing the information to him.
Xu Shuo stepped out and asked casually, “How’s it going?”
Before Mr. Lei could speak, the deputy hurriedly reported, “The woman recently came up from the Lower District, claiming to be a Westerner, and currently resides on 17th Avenue in the Luona District. Because of her outstanding dance skills, she often gets invited to dance in various entertainment establishments but does not have a regular spot; she goes wherever the money takes her and has a rather promiscuous reputation with quite a few admirers.”
Xu Shuo walked into the booth to sit down, his face expressionless, and it was unclear whether he had actually taken in the information.
At this moment, Mr. Lei leaned in and said mysteriously, “And there’s something very intriguing; this dancer never reveals her identity or name in underground venues, but because she loves to drink champagne, those clients have nicknamed her ‘Miss Champagne’.”
“Oh.”
Xu Shuo responded with a lack of interest, “Then it seems we’ve confirmed it, huh? Likes to drink champagne, even offered you champagne; just grabbing any bar waiter to act as an identifier will suffice now.”
Mr. Lei: “…Thank you for brushing me off.”
The deputy wiped sweat from his forehead: “Chief, we’ve also identified the waiter who served the drink earlier. But he said he didn’t see clearly who asked him to serve the drink; he only remembers that it was handed to him by a woman with a pleasant voice and a blurred face.”
“So what’s the difference between saying that and saying nothing?” Xu Shuo looked at him calmly.
“Cough… The waiter said the woman had a very strong scent on her, like some kind of fruit wine and lilies,” the deputy continued.
“Is that useful?” Xu Shuo asked again.
“…”
The deputy simply bowed his head and remained silent,
as it really wasn’t possible to use that bit of information as evidence with the bar crowded with people.
Moreover, the deputy had come to realize that aside from his interest and active involvement in the “Jenny Incident,” the Chief seemed completely indifferent about whether the “Champagne Incident” involving Mr. Lei got solved or not.
After all, the Chief had even said something like leaving the problem for Mr. Lei to solve himself.
Honestly, this did not seem like something Inspector Berrod, who detested evil and was zealously righteous, would think.
When he first joined the Midtown District Police Inspectorate, Inspector Berrod had been very active; his persecution complex drove him to want to quickly solve a big case to prove himself and wipe the smirks off the faces of those who scoffed at him.
Although the deputy still didn’t know who exactly was scoffing at him.
Let’s just say they were.
Xu Shuo leaned lazily on the sofa, propping up his chin, and said, “Don’t trouble yourself over unsolvable problems; if the system here weren’t so troublesome, it would have been resolved long ago.”
They would have already coerced the suspects into confessing.
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The deputy acted as if he hadn’t heard that comment.
At this moment, Mr. Lei finally finished reviewing all the materials and then gave Xu Shuo a look.
Xu Shuo clicked his tongue and relayed the message, “Issue the order, we start a complete lockdown of Luona District now and find our Miss Champagne.”
The deputy hesitated, “But we still don’t have any evidence, do we?”
Xu Shuo looked at him with a critical eye, “We’re just inviting Miss Champagne over for a glass of champagne, what are you thinking about? Besides, she’s a dancer; can’t we pay her to come over and dance?”
It’s no wonder this guy remained a deputy serving a newly appointed inspector after the last one left Luona Police Station; his mind simply wasn’t flexible.
The deputy: “…”
The deputy turned and went to direct his subordinates.
At this time, Mr. Lei was quite satisfied with the way these two handled things, and after the deputy left, he projected the material he had just reviewed through the terminal for everyone to see.
He then asked Xu Shuo, “Come take a look, what if there’s something here that can be used as evidence? It would be such a waste if we didn’t thoroughly investigate Miss Champagne, who is, after all, involved in a case.”
Since the role was that of an inspector, using it to accomplish a few things appropriate to his status not only could add to his performance value but might also luck out triggering the Character Card.
If Mr. Lei got his hands on that role, he wouldn’t mind joining in the excitement everywhere.
Upon hearing this, Xu Shuo lazily raised his eyes to look.
On the virtual screen were a string of investigation materials and various photos collected in different ways.
However, not a single photo showed a full face.
Miss Champagne’s attire was characterized by exotic features: a crop top with a long skirt revealing a slender and hot figure, her face veiled with a purple scarf, leaving only a pair of enticing eyes visible.
Her reputation was actually quite well-known in Luona District, just not as much as the stunning Miss Jenny.
Of course, if she were willing to show her face.
If the woman under the veil had even a hint of attractive features, her followers could rival those of Miss Jenny, because no matter what, she just wouldn’t show her face.
Mr. Lei, stroking his chin, said, “She must be that ex-girlfriend of mine who got disfigured and I dumped. Otherwise, Miss Champagne has no reason to make herself so mysterious and to be after my life. Besides this reason, I can’t think of any other.”
Xu Shuo didn’t say a word, just scrutinized those eyes.
Seeing Xu Shuo’s reaction, Mr. Lei lost his enthusiasm for finding evidence. He flipped through the photos, commenting on the figures and casually suspecting that something might be amiss at certain spots.
But no matter how they observed, no flaws were found.
Mr. Lei shook his head in amazement, “Is this what they call a perfect crime?”
It was only then that Xu Shuo laughed scornfully, “Perfect? It’s just a lack of conclusive evidence. But it’s still possible to control her under the suspicion of being involved. Sooner or later, she’ll reveal a flaw during the control process.”
However, they, as players, didn’t have the luxury of wasting time here indefinitely.
Unless there were those players so dedicated they’d stick to a task to the bitter end.
For someone like Mr. Lei with his philosophy, it was easy to resolve—there need not be conclusive evidence to identify a target, just a bit of possibility, and then he could simply submit the task directly.
Perhaps the “task submission” system was designed for such cases.
The two sat on the couch, somewhat idly waiting.
Just then.
The deputy rushed over in a hurry, his expression even a bit strange, “Chief, we’ve found Miss Champagne, and she’s willing to come with us to the bar.”
Mr. Lei was momentarily stunned, “You only left for less than five minutes, right?”
Unless that woman had no intention of hiding at all.
Xu Shuo, pondering something, suddenly said, “I remember a phrase—like a moth to the flame.”
Mr. Lei looked at him and nodded in agreement, deep in thought.
So that woman wasn’t planning to come over and pick a quarrel with them, was she?
Too bad they had given up on trying to figure it out.
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