Thriller Paradise Chapter 3: Talk about it

The elevator door was closed, but Feng Bujue's eyes remained on the young man and the cat.

I don't know why. When I saw this person and cat, Jue had an inexplicable, familiar, and even somewhat cordial feeling.

Brother Jue himself was very puzzled about this, so he immediately searched in the attic of memory, but...however, he couldn't find any overlapping memories with the person or the cat in front of him.

"Sir, which floor are you going to?" A few seconds later, the voice of the young man interrupted Feng Bujue's thoughts, and made the latter regain his senses.

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue groaned, and then directly used Chinese (before that the young man spoke in English, but in Thriller Paradise, the system will pass the thinking level on the premise of retaining the original language sound. The translation allows the player to understand all languages) replied, "Seventh floor." As he said, he raised his hand and pressed the floor button on the seventh floor.

"It's a coincidence, I also live on the seventh floor." Upon hearing this, the young man responded with a smile, and he also changed his Chinese.

So far, the two of them have tacitly stated their nationalities; it is very easy for both parties to talk about this kind of situation of "meeting a fellow countryman in another country".

"Haha...that's really fate." Feng Bujue quickly put on his "business smile" and proactively set up close to the other party, "By the way, my name is Feng Bujue." He introduced himself without any sense of disobedience, and stretched out his hand to the other party.

"Hello, my name is Zuo Yan." Zuo Yan also shook hands politely in response.

"Zuo Yan?" Feng Bujue heard it, and immediately repeated the name in a questioning tone, and the expression on his face began to change involuntarily.

At this moment, Brother Jue actually knew the identity of the other party, but... he still couldn't believe it.

"Well, yes." Zuo Yan asked suspiciously, "Is there anything weird?"

"Just take the liberty to ask..." Feng Bujuexu raised his eyes, glanced at the cat poking out of his sports bag, and then said, "Are you a student at Difeng University?"

"Huh?" This time, the expression changed from Zuoyan.

He paused, pondered for two seconds, and then said: "Yes, I am a student of Difeng, um...how did you know?"

Although Zuo Yan was a little surprised to be told about his school by a stranger who had met for less than two minutes, but there was nothing to conceal.

"I..." It took only half a second for Brother Jue to think about the next words, "I seem to... have heard of you." While he was looking for a reasonable explanation for his question, he already thought about it. A further test was launched, "Have you helped the police solve a few cases?"

"Uh..." When Zuo Yan replied, he deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the cat in his bag, "That... there have been so many times, but I just happened to be at the scene of the case. What kind of "assistance" is on."

Ding——

At this point in their conversation, the elevator just happened to reach the seventh floor.

Feng Bujue turned sideways naturally and made a "please" gesture to let the other party go first.

When Zuo Yan saw this, he nodded slightly and took the lead and walked out.

Feng Bujue followed him out of the elevator, and continued the topic just now, "That's right... I should have heard a police friend mentioned you, but I don’t remember where it is. , Who told me."

What he said is not leaking...

Obviously, no accurate information was revealed, but at first glance, there is no flaw.

Because when people chat, they often only remember the "things" they hear, but they may not remember who said the things and where they heard it.

"Mr. Feng..." Zuo Yan seemed to have thought of something and wanted to reply.

"If you don't mind, you can call me Jue Brother." Feng Bujue interrupted him and said in a very kind manner.

"Oh... Brother Jue." Zuo Yan continued, "It sounds...you seem to have many friends who are police officers?"

Zuo Yan's reaction was also very quick. The really useful information in Gee Ge's sentence was only the four words "police friend", and Zuo Yan also caught this point in an instant and passed the other party's context. And Logic made a reasonable inference.

Feng Bujue can only answer "yes" to Zuo Yan's question, because only "people who have many police friends" can't remember which police friend told him about it. Yes; if a person has only one friend who is a police officer, it is absolutely impossible for him to say "I heard a police friend talk about it, but I don't remember who it is".

"Yes." After a second, Feng Bujue replied in a very calm manner, "To tell you, I am also a detective, and I know quite a few police friends. Speaking of...you Yuecheng I’ve met the very famous police officer Qiao Chi several times, but I’m not very familiar with it."

Obviously, when Brother Jue said the previous sentence, he had already thought about the changes in the next few steps; he just wanted to borrow the question of left words to make his words more credible.

"Brother Jue..." Zuo Yan continued, "Why do you want to say that you are also a detective..."

"Heh... because you are also a detective, aren't you?" Feng Bujue said.

"No, no..." Zuo Yan is still very humble~IndoMTL.com~ At best, I am the minister of a university reasoning club, and those who assist the police and other things really happen to be on the scene..."

"Okay, classmate Zuo Yan." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder, "You don't need to explain this to me..." He smiled jokingly, "Able to appear frequently at different scenes. Isn't it a unique attribute of a famous detective?"

When the two of them talked, they didn't stop. When they talked, I felt that Brother just came to the door of his room.

"Eh~ I'm here." Feng Bujue said, then stopped, "Where do you live?"

"My room should be the one at the end of the corridor, o716." Zuo Yan looked down at the door card in his hand and the small envelope with floor plan, and replied.

"Oh." Brother Jue said in a casual tone, "I should stay on the island for a few days. Let's have a chance to play together."

"Um...Okay." Zuo Yan speaks a bit slowly, but overall he is very decent, "Then... see you later?"

"See you later." When Feng Bujue said goodbye to the other party, he used his key card to open the door of his o7o7 room.

"Oh, that's right!" Just when Zuo Yan turned around and was about to leave, suddenly, Jue brother seemed to think of something again and stopped the other party.

"Anything else?" Zuo Yan looked back.

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue smiled, "I almost forgot to ask..." His eyes moved slightly, "What's the name of that little guy in your bag?"

After listening to Zuo Yan, he looked down at the kitten who was poking his head out of the sports bag, shrugged, and replied: "His name is Vidock."

"Ah~It's the name of that great detective, right?" Feng Bujue's smile was still there, and he was undoubtedly asking this clearly.

"Yes." Zuo Yan nodded and added, "Francos Jugen Widock."