"The last time I heard about Baokang was on May 1st. The police station called me that day and said that he threw a beer bottle downstairs again and almost hit someone. I said that I won’t be looking for this kind of thing in the future. If you want to catch it directly, go in and lock it for a few more years. I just take advantage of the situation and take back the small house, so that my husband doesn't have any opinions on me.
Meng Zhao's eyebrows twisted slightly, his eyes were concerned, and his eyes were full of serious listening expressions. The woman sitting across from her smiled bitterly and wiped her eyes, "It's ridiculous, isn't it, police officer? I loved him so much before. My daughter couldn't bear to buy the yellow lamb for her after the entrance examination, and bought the whole piece of stew. I can send it to him, thinking that he is the only root of our old Gao family, my brother's only son, isn't it right for my sister to help my brother?..."
Gao Xia is not a few years older than Meng Zhao, but she looks much older than her. Her shoulders are always slightly rickety, as if she has to grit her teeth all the time to carry her inherent humbleness and cowardice-if you look at it from the outside Look, there is a big difference between her and Gao Baokang, who has a small flat head and a horoscope eyebrow, almost writing the word “strong” on his face.
Meng Zhao let out a long sigh and asked, "Then is he still asking you for money now?"
The sigh of understanding was neither light nor heavy hitting Gao Xia's internal organs, making this haggard middle-aged woman usually suffocated her stomach and grievances that she didn't dare to complain: "Ask for money?-You know that Baokang was just caught Caught in, my husband finally couldn't bear the divorce from me, what did they do to me? My dad called me back to my hometown and scolded me half to death! He also said that I didn't take care of Baokang and didn't give him the money early. Buying a house and marrying his relatives caused him to commit a crime and go to jail. It was intentional to kill the old Gao’s family! What life did I have in those two years? My husband didn’t want me anymore, and my daughter didn’t recognize me. I served them as a cow in my hometown. I still think the woman I divorced is unlucky..."
Gao Xia visibly choked, and quickly restrained.
"Later, my husband was still soft-hearted and said that my daughter could not live without her mother. He took my daughter to remarry with me before he was rescued from the fire pit. Who knew that after a year of remarriage, Baokang was released from prison, and he started calling again to ask. I want money for a house, and if I don’t give it, I’ll scold it! It’s nothing more than he scolds. My parents also call me from my hometown all day and ask me to give him the money for my daughter’s going abroad. White-eyed wolf! Later, I didn't dare to answer the phone. I still have my life to live and my husband and daughter to take care of. Should I divorce again and serve them as a beast?"
Gao Xia wiped her eyes again with her palm, and Meng Zhao calmly grabbed her wrinkled hand and patted: "What did you do later?"
"I blacked out his and my brother's numbers," Gao Xia sniffed hard and said, "But I didn't black out my parents, after all, I can't really be unfilial...Oh!"
Meng Zhao was noncommittal: "Did they contact you recently?"
"It won't be after the accident on May 2... wait a minute." Gao Xia suddenly remembered something: "That said, my dad called to ask for money at the end of last month, and what he said was quite strange. "
"What?"
"He said, Baokang has no money to spend now. You, a real aunt, just look down on him like this. When he makes a lot of money, you want to lick it, but you can’t lick it. I said he can make a lot of money, don’t engage in MLM again. Right? My dad said triumphantly, Baokang has great talents now, and everyone else has to send money to the house and ask him to help'just things'!"
——Plain things.
The clerk in the corner of the interrogation room, Liao Gang pretending to come in to pour water, and several detectives wearing headsets outside... even Meng Zhao's expression changed.
Gao Xia's sensitivity gained from seeing people for a long time immediately noticed something wrong with the atmosphere: "What, what's wrong? Me, me..."
"Sister Gao," Meng Zhao grasped Gao Xia's hand tightly, looking at her wrinkled and tired eyes earnestly: "Can you write me your parents' address?"
"...Then we contacted the Public Security Department of H Province and went to the fifth production brigade of Hulu Village, Xingyang County, Gao Baokang. The local police station took out 100,000 yuan in plastic bags from the ridge in front of the door without any effort. Yuan. The old couple was also picked up and slipped to the County Public Security Bureau. After a little fright, they confessed..."
The sun was shining at noon and the county streets were bustling with hustle and bustle, and the sidewalks were crowded with clothes sellers, fortune tellers, and fruit sellers. A jeep stopped along the street, and the driver's window was facing the sign of a fast printing shop called "Kaitai Graphic" across the road, and the people in the shop could be vaguely seen through the front door glass.
Bu Chonghua retracted his gaze and took a few mouthfuls of lunch: "How about?"
"At the end of last month, Gao Baokang took a'friend' back to his hometown and gave his grandparents 100,000 yuan in cash to ask them to help keep it. He said that the'friend' gave it to him and asked him to help'just things'. After a month or two, the wind will come back to get the money.” Cai Lin slurred his parents Baba on the phone and ordered the pizza sent to the Public Security Bureau, and said vaguely while turning over the transcript that he had just faxed. The two left after about three or four days, saying they were going back to Jinhai to prepare something. Since then, they have never contacted their family members. The two elders have been bragging to the outside that their grandson is busy doing big things. Until two days ago The old lady missed her grandson's thoughts, so she couldn't help but called to ask. As a result, Gao Baokang shut down, and the technical triangulation was not fixed. It is estimated that the card has been separated."
Gao Baokang’s loss of contact only represents two possibilities. The first is that he has died in the Si Li River on a rainy night, which means that the police will spend more energy to find out the connection between the two girls who were killed; He has already ran away, and would rather throw away the 100,000 yuan he got, which shows that he clearly knows that he has entered the sight of the police. In other words, there is a leak in the police that should not be leaked.
Either way, it is very unfavorable news for the current case.
"What does that'friend' look like?" Bu Chonghua asked.
"The local police station visited the neighbours of the Gao family. They said it was a man with dangling eyes, fleshy nose, short and squat about 20 or 30 years old, and a scab on his eyebrows was quite obvious. We took a picture of Li Hongxi. I scanned it and confirmed it to the locals, and they all said they hadn’t seen it before.” 999 novels first published https://www.999xs.com https://m.999xs.com
Gao Ling's parents had never met Li Hongxi. The person who spent 100,000 yuan on Gao Baokang was not Li Hongxi, but the fetus in Gao Ling's belly did have a parent-child relationship with Li Hongxi.
More coincidentally, according to the tracking code that the technical team parsed from the cult propaganda book, it can be determined that the book is a Xerox DC8000; then based on the sales records provided by Xerox dealers and second-hand stores in China, the police traced back I arrived at this fast printing shop called "Kaitai Graphic" in Ninghe County-Ninghe County happened to be Li Hongxi's hometown too!
So what role does Li Hongxi play in this sinister and paradoxical case?
"Think of a way to draw a sketch of the characteristics of Gao Baokang's friend, and step up inquiries about Li Hongxi's parents and wives." Bu Chonghua picked out the fishbone with his chopsticks, and said in a deep voice, "The surname Li has such a big connection with this case. People on the edge can never leave the wind alone."
"Yes!"
Bu Chonghua cut off the car's bluetooth. Before the chopsticks put the piece of maw into his mouth, suddenly the passenger seat door clicked open.
At that moment, Bu Chonghua showed excellent reflexes and a pinnacle of precision-he saw his face sinking like water, his wrists motionless, and his chopsticks tossed, the fish belly made a dexterous and wonderful arc in mid-air. "Papa!" It fell into Wu Yu's lunch box on the front passenger seat without even splashing a half of the soup.
"I'm back?" Bu Chonghua said lightly, "I have a good piece of fish in my bowl. I picked it up for you. Let's eat quickly."
Wu Yu got into the car with the document bag of "Kaitai Graphic", and couldn't help but stay in a daze: "Thanks...thank you, Captain."
Bu Chonghua was calm: "It's nothing, it should be."
Wu Yu vaguely thanked him, picked up the lunch and started to gorge himself, while Bu Chonghua pulled out a few warm printing papers from the document bag-Meng Meng just downloaded the "People Education Edition Mathematics" from her son's class Answers to the sixth unit combing questions"-took out the laptop and portable scanner, and scanned the sheets of paper into PDF format.
"How is this store?"
"Just a shopkeeper, in his fifties, there is no window and back door in the shop, and you can directly block people inside when you enter through the front door. There are two machines, one is Konica Minolta and the other is our target Xerox. DC8000." Wu Yu paused and asked in confusion, "...Why is this fish not as good as the last Chaoshan casserole porridge?"
After the technical team tracked down the printer, Bu Chonghua immediately issued an investigation notice requesting the local public security bureau to monitor the Kaitai graphics and texts, and decided to personally take people to Ninghe County for arrest and follow-up interrogation. However, Cai Lin, who was going to be on a business trip with him, had an accident before leaving. He ate Mala Tang in the middle of the night and successfully had diarrhea. Bu Chonghua had to make a change, and instead accidentally learned of Ning from Cai Lin. There is a special dish called tofu fish in Hexian County, Wu Yu who took the initiative to ask for a business trip.
Wu Yu sandwiched half of the fish: "...It's burnt a bit rough."
Bu Chonghua glanced at him and did not answer right away. Instead, he sent the PDF email to Director Wang who was waiting at his desk hundreds of miles away. He closed the computer and the scanner before looking at Wu Yu, calmly. typical:
"It's rough because it's just an ordinary grass carp, and the one you called and killed last time is called Dongxingban."
Wu Yu: "..."
After being quiet in the car for a while, Wu Yu swallowed, "I don't need to be reimbursed for the ten yuan printed just now."
The bluetooth in the car rang, and it was Director Wang of the technical team: "Hey, my name is Bu? Are you still in front of the Nei Graphic Store?"
"how about it?"
The donkey face named Bu is not in the game, and even the air is sweeter. Director Wang’s work efficiency has suddenly risen by at least 30%, and he said in a refreshing manner: “The analysis results are out, the printer model DC8000 serial number KR68P3117945686, Just like Gao Baokang's "Did You Hear the Voice of God" tracking the serial number, it must be the same machine typed out. Let's arrest people!"
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, hung up the phone, picked up the walkie-talkie, and uttered two words cleanly: "Action!"
In the streets and lanes, across the road, and in front of the parking lot, four inconspicuous private cars suddenly started at the same time, lined up and slowly stopped in front of the Kaitai Graphic Gate, forming a vague encirclement. A few plainclothes got out of the car and pushed open the shop door. After a while, there was a tumult in the shop. Someone seemed to panic trying to rush out, but they were immediately held down.
A few seconds later, the store door was opened again, and the local plainclothes chubby print shop owner in his 50s and 60s was pushed back and forth into the car while yelling.
"Okay, I see... You arrange interrogation first, and see you later at the Public Security Bureau."
Bu Chonghua briefly answered the report on the other side of the channel, and turned off the walkie-talkie. At this time, Wu Yu looked at the car's Bluetooth display with a strange look:
"The note you gave to Director Wang is Wang Erbale?"
Bu Chonghua threw the walkie-talkie into the back seat with his backhand, and said lightly: "Why, are you going to betray me?"
Bu Detachment deserves to be the top policeman who caused the girls from the art school next door to climb the wall and watch after graduation. After graduation, he has frightened countless criminals. He saw his sharp blade, bright like a cold star, and three clearly written on his face. Words-east, star, spot.
"..." Wu Yu said: "How can I be, I am the kind of person who betrays my superiors?"
Bu Chonghua smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "Yes. The allowances and subsidies were not issued last quarter, and I don't think you should be."
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua seemed to be a little pleased. As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the jeep turned on the lights and turned, merged into the busy county road, and drove towards the Ninghe County Public Security Bureau.
·
Click!
The shutter sounded softly, and the further away of the jeep's tail froze on the phone screen.
In front of the "Kaitai Graphic" store, next to the sidewalk, a fruit seller lowered his head and pressed the sun hat and pressed the send button.
Om-just a few seconds later the phone showed an incoming call, and before the ringtone rang, the "hawker" immediately pressed to connect, and then a young female voice came from the phone, without a word of greeting, it was straightforward: " Nothing more clear?"
"I can't be photographed, sister, that kid saw me." The hawker looked around his eyes and lowered his voice amidst the hustle and bustle of the road: "When he crossed the road head-on, there were so many cars and so many people. As soon as my mobile phone was blown, he I stared at it. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, so I immediately turned the camera to take a picture of a passing girl. After a while, he left the quick print shop, I thought he couldn’t see it behind his back, right? As a result, he went first as soon as he left the shop. Looking around, his eyes looked like X-rays. I just rushed to him to walk to the door of the car and took a sneaky picture... What does this kid eat? The vigilance is really evil!..."
The female voice interrupted him: "Who is waiting for him?"
"It should be a policeman. He got down from the car and bought a meal. He was quite tall and looked pretty, but it didn't feel very annoying." The vendor paused, and his voice became lower: "What should I do now?"
The sound of horns, yelling, impatient yelling and endless bargaining... No one noticed the fruit cart, a hawker concealed in the shade of the tree, holding the phone close to his ear, while using a weird look Keep looking around. After a long time, he didn't know what was said on the phone, he lowered his head, and a hint of cruelty flashed across his face:
"I understand Sister Yin...Yes, yes, no problem."
"Don't worry, you just wait for my good news."
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Xianxiansu, painted with bright red nail polish, interrupted the call and threw the phone on the table. The screen showed a perfectly makeup but expressionless face.
There was no movement around, no one dared to speak. Those delicately drawn eyes stared at the already black screen of the phone without blinking. After a while, she suddenly grabbed the phone again, her fingers were so hard that her veins bulged, and she opened the text message she had just received.
Two candid pictures were horizontally in her sight. One was a jeep driving towards an intersection, with a vaguely distinguishable rear license plate; the other was more clear, showing a young man with his back to the camera, of medium stature, With thin shoulders, he was walking across the road across the road.
He wore a washed old yellow T-shirt and big shorts. He walked with his head sullen and slack. He looked like he had just come out of a street food stall and was about to hang around for an afternoon or find some idle friends. Go to the Internet cafe and open it all night.
"The look in the eyes is the same as the X-ray...what does this kid eat? He is so vigilant!..."
The corners of sister Yinyan's red lips showed a hint of irony.
"Of course you have to be careful, don't you?" She whispered and smiled softly at the back. "If you make another mistake this time, no one can die for you."
"I'll just say that I didn't admit my mistake, I'm sure it's the old rival, right?" A man wearing a baseball cap and a haze mask next to him asked with a smile.
When you look at me and I look at you, the men in the room, Sister Yin didn't say a word. The man sighed leisurely, and half-truth persuaded: "If you want me to tell, this matter is almost fine. People have been dead for so many years, and the dust returns to the dust. What kind of hatred can't be passed? Sister Yin is decent now, compared to the past..."
An arc of light pierced the face, and the man leaned back like an electric shock——
Huh! !
The blade was close to the tip of his nose, and it was three inches into the wooden table instantly!
A dangling knife tip came out through the bottom of the table, crackling a few times, and the paint cracked silently all over the table.
The room was full of silence, and there was no sound. Sister Yin slowly released the handle of the knife and stared at the man from a high level, her curly hair hanging from her neck to her chest.
"What about things?" she asked every word.
"The last time I heard about Baokang was on May 1st. The police station called me that day and said that he threw a beer bottle downstairs again and almost hit someone. I said that I won’t be looking for this kind of thing in the future. If you want to catch it directly, go in and lock it for a few more years. I just take advantage of the situation and take back the small house, so that my husband doesn't have any opinions on me.
Meng Zhao's eyebrows twisted slightly, his eyes were concerned, and his eyes were full of serious listening expressions. The woman sitting across from her smiled bitterly and wiped her eyes, "It's ridiculous, isn't it, police officer? I loved him so much before. My daughter couldn't bear to buy the yellow lamb for her after the entrance examination, and bought the whole piece of stew. I can send it to him, thinking that he is the only root of our old Gao family, my brother's only son, isn't it right for my sister to help my brother?..."
Gao Xia is not a few years older than Meng Zhao, but she looks much older than her. Her shoulders are always slightly rickety, as if she has to grit her teeth all the time to carry her inherent humbleness and cowardice-if you look at it from the outside Look, there is a big difference between her and Gao Baokang, who has a small flat head and a horoscope eyebrow, almost writing the word “strong” on his face.
Meng Zhao let out a long sigh and asked, "Then is he still asking you for money now?"
The sigh of understanding was neither light nor heavy hitting Gao Xia's internal organs, making this haggard middle-aged woman usually suffocated her stomach and grievances that she didn't dare to complain: "Ask for money?-You know that Baokang was just caught Caught in, my husband finally couldn't bear the divorce from me, what did they do to me? My dad called me back to my hometown and scolded me half to death! He also said that I didn't take care of Baokang and didn't give him the money early. Buying a house and marrying his relatives caused him to commit a crime and go to jail. It was intentional to kill the old Gao’s family! What life did I have in those two years? My husband didn’t want me anymore, and my daughter didn’t recognize me. I served them as a cow in my hometown. I still think the woman I divorced is unlucky..."
Gao Xia visibly choked, and quickly restrained.
"Later, my husband was still soft-hearted and said that my daughter could not live without her mother. He took my daughter to remarry with me before he was rescued from the fire pit. Who knew that after a year of remarriage, Baokang was released from prison, and he started calling again to ask. I want money for a house, and if I don’t give it, I’ll scold it! It’s nothing more than he scolds. My parents also call me from my hometown all day and ask me to give him the money for my daughter’s going abroad. White-eyed wolf! Later, I didn't dare to answer the phone. I still have my life to live and my husband and daughter to take care of. Should I divorce again and serve them as a beast?"
Gao Xia wiped her eyes again with her palm, and Meng Zhao calmly grabbed her wrinkled hand and patted: "What did you do later?"
"I blacked out his and my brother's numbers," Gao Xia sniffed hard and said, "But I didn't black out my parents, after all, I can't really be unfilial...Oh!"
Meng Zhao was noncommittal: "Did they contact you recently?"
"It won't be after the accident on May 2... wait a minute." Gao Xia suddenly remembered something: "That said, my dad called to ask for money at the end of last month, and what he said was quite strange. "
"What?"
"He said, Baokang has no money to spend now. You, a real aunt, just look down on him like this. When he makes a lot of money, you want to lick it, but you can’t lick it. I said he can make a lot of money, don’t engage in MLM again. Right? My dad said triumphantly, Baokang has great talents now, and everyone else has to send money to the house and ask him to help'just things'!"
——Plain things.
The clerk in the corner of the interrogation room, Liao Gang pretending to come in to pour water, and several detectives wearing headsets outside... even Meng Zhao's expression changed.
Gao Xia's sensitivity gained from seeing people for a long time immediately noticed something wrong with the atmosphere: "What, what's wrong? Me, me..."
"Sister Gao," Meng Zhao grasped Gao Xia's hand tightly, looking at her wrinkled and tired eyes earnestly: "Can you write me your parents' address?"
"...Then we contacted the Public Security Department of H Province and went to the fifth production brigade of Hulu Village, Xingyang County, Gao Baokang. The local police station took out 100,000 yuan in plastic bags from the ridge in front of the door without any effort. Yuan. The old couple was also picked up and slipped to the County Public Security Bureau. After a little fright, they confessed..."
The sun was shining at noon and the county streets were bustling with hustle and bustle, and the sidewalks were crowded with clothes sellers, fortune tellers, and fruit sellers. A jeep stopped along the street, and the driver's window was facing the sign of a fast printing shop called "Kaitai Graphic" across the road, and the people in the shop could be vaguely seen through the front door glass.
Bu Chonghua retracted his gaze and took a few mouthfuls of lunch: "How about?"
"At the end of last month, Gao Baokang took a'friend' back to his hometown and gave his grandparents 100,000 yuan in cash to ask them to help keep it. He said that the'friend' gave it to him and asked him to help'just things'. After a month or two, the wind will come back to get the money.” Cai Lin slurred his parents Baba on the phone and ordered the pizza sent to the Public Security Bureau, and said vaguely while turning over the transcript that he had just faxed. The two left after about three or four days, saying they were going back to Jinhai to prepare something. Since then, they have never contacted their family members. The two elders have been bragging to the outside that their grandson is busy doing big things. Until two days ago The old lady missed her grandson's thoughts, so she couldn't help but called to ask. As a result, Gao Baokang shut down, and the technical triangulation was not fixed. It is estimated that the card has been separated."
Gao Baokang’s loss of contact only represents two possibilities. The first is that he has died in the Si Li River on a rainy night, which means that the police will spend more energy to find out the connection between the two girls who were killed; He has already ran away, and would rather throw away the 100,000 yuan he got, which shows that he clearly knows that he has entered the sight of the police. In other words, there is a leak in the police that should not be leaked.
Either way, it is very unfavorable news for the current case.
"What does that'friend' look like?" Bu Chonghua asked.
"The local police station visited the neighbours of the Gao family. They said it was a man with dangling eyes, fleshy nose, short and squat about 20 or 30 years old, and a scab on his eyebrows was quite obvious. We took a picture of Li Hongxi. I scanned it and confirmed it to the locals, and they all said they hadn’t seen it before.” 999 novels first published https://www.999xs.com https://m.999xs.com
Gao Ling's parents had never met Li Hongxi. The person who spent 100,000 yuan on Gao Baokang was not Li Hongxi, but the fetus in Gao Ling's belly did have a parent-child relationship with Li Hongxi.
More coincidentally, according to the tracking code that the technical team parsed from the cult propaganda book, it can be determined that the book is a Xerox DC8000; then based on the sales records provided by Xerox dealers and second-hand stores in China, the police traced back I arrived at this fast printing shop called "Kaitai Graphic" in Ninghe County-Ninghe County happened to be Li Hongxi's hometown too!
So what role does Li Hongxi play in this sinister and paradoxical case?
"Think of a way to draw a sketch of the characteristics of Gao Baokang's friend, and step up inquiries about Li Hongxi's parents and wives." Bu Chonghua picked out the fishbone with his chopsticks, and said in a deep voice, "The surname Li has such a big connection with this case. People on the edge can never leave the wind alone."
"Yes!"
Bu Chonghua cut off the car's bluetooth. Before the chopsticks put the piece of maw into his mouth, suddenly the passenger seat door clicked open.
At that moment, Bu Chonghua showed excellent reflexes and a pinnacle of precision-he saw his face sinking like water, his wrists motionless, and his chopsticks tossed, the fish belly made a dexterous and wonderful arc in mid-air. "Papa!" It fell into Wu Yu's lunch box on the front passenger seat without even splashing a half of the soup.
"I'm back?" Bu Chonghua said lightly, "I have a good piece of fish in my bowl. I picked it up for you. Let's eat quickly."
Wu Yu got into the car with the document bag of "Kaitai Graphic", and couldn't help but stay in a daze: "Thanks...thank you, Captain."
Bu Chonghua was calm: "It's nothing, it should be."
Wu Yu vaguely thanked him, picked up the lunch and started to gorge himself, while Bu Chonghua pulled out a few warm printing papers from the document bag-Meng Meng just downloaded the "People Education Edition Mathematics" from her son's class Answers to the sixth unit combing questions"-took out the laptop and portable scanner, and scanned the sheets of paper into PDF format.
"How is this store?"
"Just a shopkeeper, in his fifties, there is no window and back door in the shop, and you can directly block people inside when you enter through the front door. There are two machines, one is Konica Minolta and the other is our target Xerox. DC8000." Wu Yu paused and asked in confusion, "...Why is this fish not as good as the last Chaoshan casserole porridge?"
After the technical team tracked down the printer, Bu Chonghua immediately issued an investigation notice requesting the local public security bureau to monitor the Kaitai graphics and texts, and decided to personally take people to Ninghe County for arrest and follow-up interrogation. However, Cai Lin, who was going to be on a business trip with him, had an accident before leaving. He ate Mala Tang in the middle of the night and successfully had diarrhea. Bu Chonghua had to make a change, and instead accidentally learned of Ning from Cai Lin. There is a special dish called tofu fish in Hexian County, Wu Yu who took the initiative to ask for a business trip.
Wu Yu sandwiched half of the fish: "...It's burnt a bit rough."
Bu Chonghua glanced at him and did not answer right away. Instead, he sent the PDF email to Director Wang who was waiting at his desk hundreds of miles away. He closed the computer and the scanner before looking at Wu Yu, calmly. typical:
"It's rough because it's just an ordinary grass carp, and the one you called and killed last time is called Dongxingban."
Wu Yu: "..."
After being quiet in the car for a while, Wu Yu swallowed, "I don't need to be reimbursed for the ten yuan printed just now."
The bluetooth in the car rang, and it was Director Wang of the technical team: "Hey, my name is Bu? Are you still in front of the Nei Graphic Store?"
"how about it?"
The donkey face named Bu is not in the game, and even the air is sweeter. Director Wang’s work efficiency has suddenly risen by at least 30%, and he said in a refreshing manner: “The analysis results are out, the printer model DC8000 serial number KR68P3117945686, Just like Gao Baokang's "Did You Hear the Voice of God" tracking the serial number, it must be the same machine typed out. Let's arrest people!"
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, hung up the phone, picked up the walkie-talkie, and uttered two words cleanly: "Action!"
In the streets and lanes, across the road, and in front of the parking lot, four inconspicuous private cars suddenly started at the same time, lined up and slowly stopped in front of the Kaitai Graphic Gate, forming a vague encirclement. A few plainclothes got out of the car and pushed open the shop door. After a while, there was a tumult in the shop. Someone seemed to panic trying to rush out, but they were immediately held down.
A few seconds later, the store door was opened again, and the local plainclothes chubby print shop owner in his 50s and 60s was pushed back and forth into the car while yelling.
"Okay, I see... You arrange interrogation first, and see you later at the Public Security Bureau."
Bu Chonghua briefly answered the report on the other side of the channel, and turned off the walkie-talkie. At this time, Wu Yu looked at the car's Bluetooth display with a strange look:
"The note you gave to Director Wang is Wang Erbale?"
Bu Chonghua threw the walkie-talkie into the back seat with his backhand, and said lightly: "Why, are you going to betray me?"
Bu Detachment deserves to be the top policeman who caused the girls from the art school next door to climb the wall and watch after graduation. After graduation, he has frightened countless criminals. He saw his sharp blade, bright like a cold star, and three clearly written on his face. Words-east, star, spot.
"..." Wu Yu said: "How can I be, I am the kind of person who betrays my superiors?"
Bu Chonghua smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "Yes. The allowances and subsidies were not issued last quarter, and I don't think you should be."
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua seemed to be a little pleased. As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the jeep turned on the lights and turned, merged into the busy county road, and drove towards the Ninghe County Public Security Bureau.
·
Click!
The shutter sounded softly, and the further away of the jeep's tail froze on the phone screen.
In front of the "Kaitai Graphic" store, next to the sidewalk, a fruit seller lowered his head and pressed the sun hat and pressed the send button.
Om-just a few seconds later the phone showed an incoming call, and before the ringtone rang, the "hawker" immediately pressed to connect, and then a young female voice came from the phone, without a word of greeting, it was straightforward: " Nothing more clear?"
"I can't be photographed, sister, that kid saw me." The hawker looked around his eyes and lowered his voice amidst the hustle and bustle of the road: "When he crossed the road head-on, there were so many cars and so many people. As soon as my mobile phone was blown, he I stared at it. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, so I immediately turned the camera to take a picture of a passing girl. After a while, he left the quick print shop, I thought he couldn’t see it behind his back, right? As a result, he went first as soon as he left the shop. Looking around, his eyes looked like X-rays. I just rushed to him to walk to the door of the car and took a sneaky picture... What does this kid eat? The vigilance is really evil!..."
The female voice interrupted him: "Who is waiting for him?"
"It should be a policeman. He got down from the car and bought a meal. He was quite tall and looked pretty, but it didn't feel very annoying." The vendor paused, and his voice became lower: "What should I do now?"
The sound of horns, yelling, impatient yelling and endless bargaining... No one noticed the fruit cart, a hawker concealed in the shade of the tree, holding the phone close to his ear, while using a weird look Keep looking around. After a long time, he didn't know what was said on the phone, he lowered his head, and a hint of cruelty flashed across his face:
"I understand Sister Yin...Yes, yes, no problem."
"Don't worry, you just wait for my good news."
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Xianxiansu, painted with bright red nail polish, interrupted the call and threw the phone on the table. The screen showed a perfectly makeup but expressionless face.
There was no movement around, no one dared to speak. Those delicately drawn eyes stared at the already black screen of the phone without blinking. After a while, she suddenly grabbed the phone again, her fingers were so hard that her veins bulged, and she opened the text message she had just received.
Two candid pictures were horizontally in her sight. One was a jeep driving towards an intersection, with a vaguely distinguishable rear license plate; the other was more clear, showing a young man with his back to the camera, of medium stature, With thin shoulders, he was walking across the road across the road.
He wore a washed old yellow T-shirt and big shorts. He walked with his head sullen and slack. He looked like he had just come out of a street food stall and was about to hang around for an afternoon or find some idle friends. Go to the Internet cafe and open it all night.
"The look in the eyes is the same as the X-ray...what does this kid eat? He is so vigilant!..."
The corners of sister Yinyan's red lips showed a hint of irony.
"Of course you have to be careful, don't you?" She whispered and smiled softly at the back. "If you make another mistake this time, no one can die for you."
"I'll just say that I didn't admit my mistake, I'm sure it's the old rival, right?" A man wearing a baseball cap and a haze mask next to him asked with a smile.
When you look at me and I look at you, the men in the room, Sister Yin didn't say a word. The man sighed leisurely, and half-truth persuaded: "If you want me to tell, this matter is almost fine. People have been dead for so many years, and the dust returns to the dust. What kind of hatred can't be passed? Sister Yin is decent now, compared to the past..."
An arc of light pierced the face, and the man leaned back like an electric shock——
Huh! !
The blade was close to the tip of his nose, and it was three inches into the wooden table instantly!
A dangling knife tip came out through the bottom of the table, crackling a few times, and the paint cracked silently all over the table.
The room was full of silence, and there was no sound. Sister Yin slowly released the handle of the knife and stared at the man from a high level, her curly hair hanging from her neck to her chest.
"What about things?" she asked every word.
