Night sand

Bao Xiaoxing knocked on the door for a long time before the fat man slowly opened the security door.

Seeing something wrong with the fat man's expression, he asked curiously:"Fat man, what happened to you? Why don't you eat?"

The fat man smacked his lips, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

"You don't have enough friends. Is it because the golden house is hiding your beauty?"

Bao Xiaoxing crossed the fat man, opened the ajar door and looked into the room.

"Don't look at it. Except for you entering the little master's doghouse, how can the little master have any real friends? Failure!"

The fat man followed him into the room and sat on the large computer chair in a daze.

"No, didn’t you just meet the girl Xinyi? That high-speed rail attendant named Luo... Luo Lin!"

Bao Xiaoxing put her backpack on the ground and huddled lazily on the sofa.

"Forget it, grandma, just now at Carrefour, the young lady saw Luo Lin shopping with a man who was N times more handsome than me. He was so angry that he seemed to be wearing a green hat on his head!"

The fat man leaned his head back on the chair, still immersed in the depression after his disillusionment.

Bao Xiaoxing said with a bitter smile:"Oh, I see, I was wondering why you suddenly stopped eating, so it was because of this! In order to express my sympathy for you, let me tell you something. We are both destitute people in the world. There is a high probability that Liu Yanran and I are also prostitutes."

"What? Are you too eager to touch people?"

The fat man immediately became excited after hearing this. He instantly forgot about the frustration that Rowling had brought him. He straightened up and asked. The computer chair groaned in pain under his big ass.

"Damn it, I knew your kid would be happy to hear this news. Having a brother like you is unnecessary!"

Bao Xiaoxing laughed and cursed, reaching for the cigarette in his pocket.

The fat man argued:"The ancients said, 'Don't worry about scarcity but inequality, don't worry about poverty but anxiety'. We are brothers, and of course it is best to share the blessings. , we share the same difficulties, why do you have a girlfriend and don’t you have a girlfriend, right? Now we are even!

Although he was not a big smoker, he picked up the cigarette case on the computer desk and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Bao Xiaoxing didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he changed the subject and said,"

Did that person send you a message?""

The fat man's hand holding the lighter stopped in mid-air. Apparently he didn't understand who the person Bao Xiaoxing was pointing to was.

Bao Xiaoxing rudely accused:"Damn it, are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be confused?' An 'ah!"

"Oh, him, who cares, there are too many lice but it doesn’t itch. Since we have fallen into his trap, there is no point in struggling, so we might as well live in the present."

The fat man lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, leaned back leisurely on the chair and blew out a smoke ring.

Bao Xiaoxing frowned and cursed:"Damn, you surrendered so quickly, fat man, I'm not telling you, not for I also think carefully about my family. Will he let our family go so easily with his cruel methods?"

After listening to Bao Xiaoxing's words, Fatty's face instantly became solemn, and he asked with some guilt:"No, as long as we do what he asked, he won't hurt his family, right?"

"I don’t think so. Never have illusions about the enemy. In order to completely eliminate the hidden danger, we must find a way to find him out!"

Bao Xiaoxing walked to the computer desk and flicked the ashtray into the ashtray and said firmly.

The fat man shook his head and said:"It's easy to say, okay, I can only support you mentally, even the police can't solve the case. With the abilities of our two little Karamis, you might as well forget it!"

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't 'We Eleven' leave a photo for us? That photo is probably the key clue!"

Bao Xiaoxing's eyes were extremely determined. The most important thing at the moment was to look for clues in the photos. Maybe there were some clues hidden in the photos.

Thinking of this, he waved to the fat man and said:"Fat man, sit aside, I want to use it. computer."

The fat man muttered and left the computer chair, and put out the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs in the ashtray.

Bao Xiaoxing quickly turned on the computer, and the computer started to start with a beep. While waiting, Bao Xiaoxing thought about it. I trimmed it again, but it felt like it was still messy after continuous trimming, and I suddenly became extremely irritable.

"Damn it, fuck it……"

Bao Xiaoxing kept denying himself in his heart. Now he finally understood why Fatty wanted to show off."We eleven" seemed to be right in front of him, but sometimes it seemed very far away.

Who is he or she, and what is his or her relationship with Zhou Mubing? Who are the people who took photos with Zhou Mubing, and what is their relationship with these two cases?

The configuration of the computer was a bit outdated, and the booting process seemed a bit long to Bao Xiaoxing. He impatiently tapped the confirmation key on the keyboard, mumbling something to himself.

When Fatty saw Bao Xiaoxing losing his temper, he hid in a corner of the sofa and started browsing short videos on his phone. Later today, he planned to post a video to see how fans would react.

He habitually clicked on the account to see the change in fans. When he saw the number of fans, he danced and said to Bao Xiaoxing:"Xiaoxing, the number of fans on our account has exceeded 100,000. Grandma, how do you feel, little master?" It's a bit fake!"

Bao Xiaoxing had no intention of paying attention to him, and was currently staring at the downloaded photo in a daze.

The background of the photo is a bamboo forest. Bao Xiaoxing remembers that he and his mother visited this place when he was a child. Many young people in love like to go to the bamboo forest to check in, and it has become a holy place for young people to fall in love.

But as the city continued to develop, this bamboo forest had long been razed to the ground. What were so many of them doing there? so many people? An idea flashed in Bao Xiaoxing's mind, and he silently nodded the heads on the photo again:"One, two...ten!"

There were exactly ten people in the photo. Except for Zhou Mubing, everyone else had their heads burned off and could not be identified at all. Not showing his true colors

"No, besides the ten people in the photo, who took the photo? If it was not taken by an outsider, then the person taking the photo must be one of their group. In other words, there are eleven people in their group!"

Thinking about this question again, Bao Xiaoxing couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy. If he guessed correctly,"the eleven of us" are probably one of the other ten besides Zhou Mubing, or multiple people. However, he In other words, what was their motive for committing the crime? Since"We Eleven" revealed Zhou Mubing's identity to them overtly and covertly, the motive for the murder must be related to Zhou Mubing. It's just that Zhou Mubing died more than ten years ago, and his only relative also immigrated. Why would someone still kill someone for her ten years later? I can't figure it out!

Bao Xiaoxing sighed, opened WeChat on Fatty's computer, and said to Fatty:"Fatty, come here and scan the QR code. I want to log in." Your WeChat."

The fat man stood up dissatisfied, walked to the computer screen and said,"Don't pick up girls under the banner of the young master. It will tarnish the young master's reputation for life!""

"Go away, I still use your WeChat to pick up girls, you think too highly of yourself, hurry up, I have serious business"

"What's so urgent?"

"Contact 'us eleven’！"

"ah?"