Merchant of the Underworld

After sending away the Leopard Head Saber, I took a full week off. I've been really tired recently and my energy has been severely exhausted. I closed the door tightly for fear that Li Mazi would come looking for trouble again, so I was completely idle.

Facts have proved that I was definitely right about Li Mazi. Within three days, he came to my door with two live tortoises: "Brother, knowing that you are weak, I specially treated the two tortoises for you and stewed them. , it tastes good.”

In line with the basic principles of preventing fire and theft, I did not open the door despite his crying and pleading. In the end, Li Mazi scolded me for being cold-blooded and inhumane, and left heartbroken...

I looked at his retreating back, somewhat like the heroine of a Qiong Yao drama, and knew that he was probably really sad.

Without Li Mazi's troubles, I finally returned to the pure and carefree life of six roots. However, I am probably used to being busy, so suddenly living a life as calm as water is still a bit unaccustomed. To put it simply - cheap!

I made myself a cup of tea, took out the newspapers I had accumulated recently, and briefly flipped through them. It didn’t matter if I didn’t flip through them. A piece of news immediately came into my sight.

A murder occurred in the family of the real estate tycoon in this city. All six members of the family were murdered. The scene was bloody and horrific! After the police intervened, the investigation found that because the real estate king had a net worth of over 100 million, surveillance cameras were installed everywhere around the luxury villa in the suburbs. The security system was very advanced, and the anti-theft doors and windows were all imported from Sweden. They were locked from the inside, making it impossible for outsiders to enter. must go.

Excluding the possibility of outsiders committing the crime, all the people in the house died in a pool of blood and no one survived. This turned into a secret room murder case. And because of the special status of the real estate king, the media paid close attention to it, and public opinion discussions were heated. The police were pushed to the forefront, and the pressure was extremely high.

For fear of causing discomfort to readers, several murder scene photos released in the newspaper were very thoughtfully coded. However, the bright red blood printed on black and white paper still looked weird and made people feel creepy and nervous. feel.

Especially the youngest daughter of a real estate tycoon. She was actually holding a wooden doll with a strange expression in her arms when she died. The girl's blood dripped into the doll's eyes, which looked like two huge blood holes from a distance, which was very scary!

The whole family was wiped out, and there was no trace of the murderer. It seemed that this unsolved case was enough to worry the police for a while.

I browsed casually for a while and found no clues, so I entered the bedroom with a tea cup. Solving the case is a matter for the police. I just need to take care of my shop. For now, I'd better take a nap to replenish my energy.

As a result, as soon as I lay on the bed, Yin Xinyue's phone call came in. I discovered that since we got married, we have been living in two places, and the time we spend together in this home can be counted by the second, which is almost pitiful.

When she was at home, I would be caught and run around all over China by Li Mazi. When I got home, she would go on a business trip again. The two of us were almost comparable to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. How long will this kind of life last?

Yin Xinyue called me at this time. She must have realized that she missed me. I felt sweet in my heart and quickly answered the phone: "Hello? Wife..."

Before I could express my sweet words, Yin Xinyue interrupted me anxiously: "Jiulin, there is something I want to ask you for help with."

I was slightly startled: "What is your relationship with me? Do we still need to help each other?"

Yin Xinyue explained: "It's not me, it's a high school classmate of mine named Xiao Liang. He is now the deputy captain of our city's criminal investigation brigade. He recently took over a very difficult unsolved case. After knowing your ability, I would like to ask you to speak privately. Please help me here! We had a good relationship in high school. He asked me to come to my place. I can’t refuse. If it’s convenient for you, please help him. He is really desperate and has no other choice."

I smelled something like "there must be a story between them" between the lines of her words, and the jealousy deep in my heart immediately took effect, making my tone become unhappy: "You have a good relationship? How good is it?" Why haven't I heard you mention this high school classmate before? How did he contact you? Have you kept in touch over the years?"

For some reason, after hearing my pressing questions, Yin Xinyue was not angry, but smiled happily: "Don't think so wildly, you know you are the only one in my heart! Xiao Liang is just my high school classmate, We have no past or any entanglements, we are just ordinary friends. It is rare for him to speak to me, so just treat him as a favor and help him! I will reward you well when I get home."

The word "reward" she said was so tempting that I couldn't refuse it.

This little elf!

I agreed with satisfaction: "Well, since it was my wife who opened Chrysostom, I will reluctantly help him. I won't do it again."

"I got it!" Yin Xinyue saw that I readily agreed, and said happily: "Then I will tell Xiao Liang the address of the antique shop and ask him to find you, and let him tell you the specific things."

"Okay." I took the opportunity to care about Yin Xinyue's situation again, and then hung up the phone reluctantly.

Although I promised Yin Xinyue to help, deep down in my heart I was still very hostile to the Xiao Liang who was about to appear. What's more, the business of femininity that I do is actually shady. Although it's under the banner of antiques, anyone with a discerning eye can understand the key, but I haven't pierced the last layer of window paper.

Because of this, I have disliked dealing with the police since I took over the femininity business. It feels like a mouse working as an escort for a cat, with the risk of losing his head at any time!

Just when I was racking my brains and worrying, Xiao Liang actually came to visit me. He is tall, well-groomed, and looks dignified and upright. Although he is not wearing a police uniform, he gives off an overwhelming sense of justice.

My dislike for him instantly intensified.

This guy is pretty good-looking. When he was in high school, even if he wasn't called the school boy, he could still be considered the class boy, right? I wonder if he and Yin Xinyue were sitting at the same table. What did they say and do? Does he have any special thoughts about our new moon?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt. My whole body was like a white radish soaked in vinegar, with a sour taste from the inside out.