The next day, just as the day broke.

A sudden knocking at the door woke me up.

"Hello, I am Officer Zhang from a certain police station in a certain district of a certain city."

A tall policeman stood at the door: "There is a missing person case that requires your cooperation in the investigation. Please hurry to the police station."

"Okay."

I lazily got up, got dressed, and went to the police station with him.

This Officer Zhang was an old acquaintance.

There are not many police officers in this area, and almost every time I went to the police station recently, I could run into him.

Whether it was because of Qiqi's matter at the police station, or later looking for two little animals for compensation, or the last time I accidentally killed the tattooed kid "..."

Almost every time I could run into him.

The police station was not far, and we arrived in a few minutes.

"Kid! Where did you hide my son?"

Just as I entered the office, a man rushed over, grabbed my collar, raised his fist, and wanted to hit me.

I recognized him.

The father of the guy with the ear piercings.

I pushed him away, took a step back, hid behind Officer Zhang, with an innocent face: "Police uncle, he wants to hit me."

Having trouble, find a police officer.

Isn't that common sense?

Officer Zhang held the ear-pierced man's father: "Comrade So-and-so, we can understand your feelings. But this is a police station, please watch your words and actions."

The ear-pierced man's father gritted his teeth: "Since that incident... I have been keeping my son at home, just afraid that this kid will seek revenge... I didn't expect..."

He rambled on, swearing that if his son was gone, I must be the culprit!

I sneered.

When his son drugged Qiqi, he wasn't this agitated!

"Gangzi, although I trust you. But at the moment, it seems that only you have a motive for the crime."

Officer Zhang looked at me: "Tell me, where were you from yesterday afternoon until now?"

I smiled.

Where was I?

At home!

"In the rental house."

"Do you have any evidence?"

This was originally an unsolvable problem.

Who would leave evidence at home?

Although surveillance is widespread now, who would casually install cameras in their dorm room?

"Yes."

Of course.

Otherwise, how could I have been playing games all along?

What's even better is that in that game, there are voice and video tools.

Since yesterday afternoon, I have been keeping the video on.

This can be found in the computer's hard drive data and in the game company's database.

Even the online friends who teamed up to fight monsters in the game can testify for me.