Chapter 67:

For the purpose of surveillance and control, Sheriff Harry sent Dexter to college in Miami and studied medical surgery. Perhaps Harry first wanted Dexter to pass the time in college, and regular school hours also facilitated his monitoring. However, I did not expect that the sky would not make people wish, but I went early and made my arrival cheaper.
Although anxious to meet Dexter, let this younger brother truly realize his existence. But consider carefully before Sheriff Harry's death, it is impossible for those who knew the inside story to take care of Dexter.
Even if Dexter's psychological problems were not disclosed directly, it was very possible for them to continue to help conceal Dexter's true life. For example, after I told Debra yesterday, the fat woman who appeared in Dexter's house that night.
Slightly checked the interpersonal relationship of Sheriff Harry before his death. The fat woman is not yet retired, and she is a policewoman in the police archives. As a matter of course, she must be in charge of archives management who knows Dexter's true life experience.
Therefore, in order not to arouse the vigilance of irrelevant people, I decided to disguise myself before meeting Dexter. Approach him first, and then tell the truth. It's more convincing than saying the words from the beginning. It can also reduce the distress caused by Dexter's alertness.
I told Dillon that I was going out with my friends for a few days, so instead of returning to his house to rest, I found a motel. Lying in bed at night, carefully planning what to do the next day.
In the early morning of the next day, I did n’t check out or bring anything else. I just brought my wallet and mobile phone, and the most important fakes and certificates I had in the old man's office. It is not doubtful that I want to use this fake document. I must disguise myself as I did when I took the fake document.
First I went to a relatively large supermarket and bought four or five boxes of black temporary hair cream. The one that fades a few times. I went into the store where girls often go, and bought a hair straightening tool there. This is also the look I made the last time I took that photo. Black straight hair, covering eyes, looks particularly gloomy.
Immediately afterwards, I bought a frame glasses at the roadside stall. Although I only took black contact lenses when I took the photo of the document before, it is a good camouflage to bring a pair of glasses if I really contact people. At least the eye changes that do not match the character's settings are easily ignored by the other party.
Finally, I went to the bazaars that sell all kinds of groceries at cheap prices and bought some rustic and unsuitable clothes. Looking at a lot of shopping bags in my hand, I simply bought another school bag that was only carried by the student union, and packed all kinds of miscellaneous things in the bag.
After purchasing these things, it took me more than half a day. The door that comes out at nine in the morning is now one in the afternoon.
All that's left now is to disguise and return to the motel that hadn't checked out before. I dyed my hair black in the bathroom by myself, and used a lot of hair wax to make my hair feel dirty, a strand hanging down to my eyes, blocking the eyebrows. Then I first put on black contact lenses covering the original pupil color, and then put on black-framed flat glasses.
Looking at himself in the mirror, his head was almost the same, and finally he changed his clothes. The appearance of the whole person is completely different.
Of course, camouflage is still not that simple. This disguise in front of people is like acting. Every minute, every moment, in front of the camera. With my back standing straight, I deliberately adjusted my bow forward, my hands drooping. The line of sight, which was originally flat, was also fixed on the ground five steps away.
I pursed my lips and looked at my own posture in the mirror. Nowadays, not only the appearance, but the spirit of the whole person is different. But something is still missing. I thought about it, raised my hand and supported my glasses. The original stereotyped characters have a little more vitality.
Every different person will definitely have different small actions. Although some people's small movements may be similar and repeated, people without small movements basically do not exist. Even after rigorous training, there are still small movements that are customary.
Therefore, for this role today, we have compiled some unique small actions that will not be done at all as Bryan, which can easily confuse audiovisual. Looking at his movements in the mirror again, a complete Carl Black appeared.
On the new document, Karl Black, a dark-haired and black-eyed nerd student.
I took a taxi to the university at Dexter, at which point the general class time was over. I can only hope that I meet Dexter in the eating area near the school.
Because the university class time is not fixed, even if it is the same class, the class time will be divided into morning and afternoon, or different days of the week. Not to mention the small class hours for students in different groups are completely different. So it took a lot of effort to get Dexter's schedule.
First, search for students in the same major field by setting Dexter's university as a keyword on the Internet. Then look through the past messages and photos of those students, and find out those who have a closer relationship with Dexter on weekdays. Through online understanding, and then from the mouth of these students to set out their weekly schedule, so as to infer Dexter's class time.
Modern young people are closely related to the Internet. Since the police can hunt fugitives through the Internet, it is also very convenient for malicious people to use the Internet to find victims. That's why you shouldn't use positioning when posting online. It's best not to leave too much personal information online.
Dexter is serious about this, he doesn't have much social network. The only Facebook is never posted on it, it is only used as a communication tool to contact classmates and do group work. Otherwise, if Dexter is also posting on his own social network, finding information about him would be too easy.
Because of this, I just know a part of his class time. So I'm not so sure, I can meet him the first time I come to try my luck.
But apparently sometimes things like luck can still produce good results.
Far away, I saw a ginger-haired man coming up. It's not too high. He should be less than one meter eight by my standards, but he is very strong. You can see through the shirt that should not be tight at the moment, but now it is tightly supported by muscles.
Dexter, in accordance with Sheriff Harry's teachings, has always played a beloved role in life. I watched him come all the way, greeting with a cup of coffee and a salad with the passing classmates. There was a decent smile on my face, not arrogant or impatient, but I couldn't help frowning.
Because he was followed for the last time a year ago, and he didn't have the feeling he had today. He's more mature. If she had Sheriff Harry before, he would still be more impulsive and popular. Now Dexter, it looks like the smile on his face is a mask. Still very stiff, without the mask of personal emotions.
This added a lot of difficulty to the plan that I wanted to be familiar with. Fortunately, he must at least worry about subprojects. He won't flip the image of the good old man he created in front of everyone, otherwise he may not accept my tentative approach at all.
I saw Dexter say goodbye to the two classmates who had been next to him, sitting alone eating food while sitting in the corner. After thinking about it, I casually ordered a salad, took it and sat next to him.
The first time someone invaded his field, Dexter felt it, and I noticed that he glanced at me. But perhaps it is the commonality of antisocial personality. Dexter has no intention of speaking. And I'm not good at pretending to be familiar with this nerd.
After thinking about it, I looked at Dexter's textbook on the chair on the right, and said, "Medical students? Go out for eight years and then work as a trainee in the hospital. I get sick every day and get sick from the patients. "It's irritated by the superior." This sentence is quite ironic, with a feeling of anger towards the society. It can also be considered jealous of those who are medically talented.
Compared to the general type of conversation, Dexter was really interested in responding by a sudden sentence like this. He glanced at me, and the invariable mask smiled on his face and said, "Your intern is very opinionated?"
"No." I lowered my voice, pretending to be a gloomy reply. Although negative, the dissatisfaction in the tone is very obvious. "It's just a friend ... after seeing him as an intern, it's been a miserable life. Of course, it's nothing if you like it ..."
A very annoying role, but for Dexter, who has a friendly guest on the surface all day long and tired, it is a rare way for him to vent his pressure.
Dexter glanced at me and said with a smile: "In fact, you can be a surgeon. Anyway, you know the human body, and it is easy to be a forensic doctor."
"Really?" I said in a strangely surprised tone. "You know that those who study surgery aren't all improper except surgeons. They are arrogant and arrogant. Finally, they can't take care of themselves during the internship.
"And facing the horrible dead bodies all day long, opening them up ... your preferences are really unique." Then weirdly followed, but the point of every sentence would cause him Place of interest.
"It's true." Dexter didn't look at me, just picked up the coffee in his hand and took a sip, and responded flatly. 2k novel reading network