"Sewers, tanks, underground..."

Every time he talked about a place, Qin Luodu's eyes were still staring at Jiang Tuan. He concentrated his mind a hundred and twenty thousand times, without missing any details.

When Qin Luo said the dry well, Jiang Tuan's tense face flashed a strange look.

Insisting on congratulation, Qin Luo breathed a long sigh of relief. He turned around, facing the glass behind him, and made an OK gesture.

At this moment, Jiang Tuan's face was pale and his whole body began to shake violently.

In another interrogation room, through one-way glass, the middle-aged man sees Qin Luo's every move in his eyes.

With the end of Qin Luo's trial, his heart suddenly set off a startling wave.

"Done?" He pretended to stare at a pair of big eyes and looked at the young police behind him in an incredible way.

It has been only half an hour since Qin Luo began his trial, but in this short half an hour, he has obtained important clues.

There may be a secret in the dead well!

"Gulu ~" the young man swallowed his saliva carefully, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of the other side.

Qin Luo's name is no stranger to him. Beishan's famous senior high school students and the real Xueba are directly crushing a group of talents in the field of mathematics.

However, such a bully like figure is sitting in the interrogation room, like an old criminal investigator, interrogating prisoners.

Criminal psychology, microexpression All kinds of interrogation skills are incisively and vividly interpreted by him.

He didn't want to be a high school student at all. Instead, he was like an old policeman who had worked for decades.

"Captain, shall we go to the unfinished building?"

"Nonsense! Send someone to go The middle-aged man waved his hand and snapped.

Now he would like to have a pair of wings and fly over.

"Understand!" The young man answered and pushed the door.

But as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned.

At the door of the interrogation room stood a few men in plain clothes.

"Where is the prisoner? Take me Said the leader.

They are interrogation experts from the city. They are either high-quality students in the police academy or old policemen with more than ten years of interrogation experience.

They have dealt with eight hundred prisoners without a thousand.

A lot of prisoners, they just need to look at it, they can pull out the clues.

"I'm sorry, experts. We've finished the trial." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

People:???

Call them in a hurry and tell them it's done when they're done.

Isn't that a joke?

"What's going on?" Said the chief man in a muffled voice.

"Just now, Qin Luo has finished the interrogation, and I have sent someone to the scene to collect evidence." Said the middle-aged policeman with a smile.

Qin Luo? classmate?

At the next moment, there was silence and the needle could be heard.

After a long time, some people in the crowd came back to their senses: "Peng team, Qin Luo you said is not the qinluo of Beishan NO.4 middle school."

As soon as this was said, everyone looked at Peng Jun.

They suddenly burst into a premonition that the boy is not really Qin Luo.

Among the burning eyes of the crowd, Peng Jun nodded his head seriously and said, "yes, it's Qin Luo."

Boom!

For a time, people almost didn't open their eyes and fainted. The corners of their mouth twitched and their eyebrows jumped wildly, unable to speak.