Night sand

Bao Xiaoxing was shocked when he heard this and said hurriedly:"Fat boy, don't be anxious, speak slowly!"

But Fatty whetted his appetite and said:"You come back quickly, I will wait for you at home."

After that, Then he hung up the phone. Bao Xiaoxing looked at Liu Yanran sheepishly, touched his nose and said,"Yanran, I wanted to go to the movies with you.""

"It's okay, Fatty must have something important to do. Aren't you going to City X tomorrow? You've changed your mind."

Although Liu Yanran was a little disappointed, she tried her best not to show it in front of Bao Xiaoxing and deliberately remained somewhat reserved.

"Well, if I find clues from Fu Ping, I won't have to go all the way. Bao

Xiaoxing started the car and wanted to take Liu Yanran home. Liu Yanran thought about it and said,"Okay, you can pick me up here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.""

Bao Xiaoxing nodded and agreed, drove Liu Yanran to the gate of Tiancheng Zuoan, watched her enter the community, then turned around and drove towards Xingfu Community.

After parking the car downstairs, Bao Xiaoxing quickly ran upstairs and took out the money. He took out the key and opened the door of the fat man's house.

When he opened the door and went in, a strong smell unique to instant noodle seasoning rushed straight into his nose. The fat man had to make do with instant noodles to solve his stomach problem at night.

He changed his shoes and walked to the house. At the door of the room, the fat man shouted from the bathroom:"Little Xingxing, are you back?

Bao Xiaoxing asked:"Well, why are you so anxious to come back to me?""

The fat man replied:"Wait a minute, the little master can't talk when he goes to the toilet, otherwise he won't be able to pull it out. Bao

Xiaoxing muttered:"Lazy people poop a lot!""

The fat man shouted:"What are you saying, the young master can't hear clearly!"

"It's nothing, just pull it."

Bao Xiaoxing stopped paying attention to him, pushed open the door to the room and walked in. The air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, and there was a strong smell of cigarette smoke. Bao Xiaoxing, an old smoker, wrinkled his nose. He walked to I opened the aluminum alloy window next to the window to let some air in. Then I sat down on the sofa and closed my eyes tiredly to think about something. I don’t know how long it took, but the fat man came in shirtless and opened the door. He shouted:"What the hell did you open the window for?" , the air conditioner ran out!"

Bao Xiaoxing opened his eyes and asked:"Stop talking about this, why did you come back to me?"

The fat man walked to the window and closed it, and said mysteriously:"Grandma, 'we eleven', this old boy has some kind of kindness. He gave us our reward and said he would not miss us the money. It's all because those killers committed suicide by killing people instead of running away, waiting for the police to come and catch them. Bao

Xiaoxing frowned and said,"He is just a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken. He is not very kind. Has he been given a new mission?""

The fat man shook his head, walked to the computer desk, took out the cigarettes from the cigarette case, threw one to Bao Xiaoxing, held one in the corner of his mouth, pressed the keyboard, the computer screen suddenly lit up, and asked Bao Xiaoxing. Xing Gou hooked his fingers, motioning for him to come over and take a look.

Bao Xiaoxing came forward curiously, his eyes staying on the dialog box where Fatty was chatting with"We Eleven".

After looking at it for a long time, Bao Xiaoxing picked up the lighter on the table. He lit his cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke and asked,"Fat boy, what do you think?"

"The young master is very simple and not good at thinking about these complicated issues, otherwise he would not summon you urgently. The fat man shook his head and kicked the ball back.

Bao Xiaoxing had no choice but to touch his nose and said,"Is he scared and wants to stop committing crimes?""

"Well, how should I say it?"

When the fat man heard this, he stared at Bao Xiaoxing in surprise and asked

"Look, didn't he say that he was very tired and didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore?"

Bao Xiaoxing's fingers kept tapping the computer screen, and he was very disdainful of the fat man's questions.

The fat man shook his head and sighed:"You are still too young. The young master has the opposite idea to you, 'We are eleven.' This is a signal of danger, and we are ready to speed up the progress."

"What?"

Bao Xiaoxing was immediately horrified and asked anxiously, seeing that he already had a direction to search for. If"the eleven of us" kill people at the current rate, we might be able to successfully save a few people in the end. But he wanted to speed up as if he had foresight. A thousand grass and mud horses were running through Bao Xiaoxing's heart. They were completely led by"the eleven of us"

"Fatty, today I found out that Fu Ping and Zhou Mubing were both my mother's students, and the man who was burned to death in X city, named Wang Xinping, was Fu Ping's ex-boyfriend."

Bao Xiaoxing told Fatty all the information he collected today.

Fatty couldn't accept it for a moment, shook his head desperately and said,"Speak slower, I was confused by you."

Bao Xiaoxing casually clicked on the photos collected on the computer desktop, pointed at the girl holding her arm next to Zhou Mubing and said:"This person is Fu Ping. One of these boys is her ex-boyfriend. It's possible that yesterday The woman who died was also one of the people in this photo."

"Are you saying that by restoring this photo, you can find the remaining people who are not dead, and you can also uncover the real murderer?"

The fat man had an idea and pointed at the photo and said excitedly.

Bao Xiaoxing praised heartily:"Well, theoretically, you are quite smart when you use your brain."

"But how do we restore the photos?"

The fat man finally received praise from Bao Xiaoxing, but his brain began to run out of energy again.

Bao Xiaoxing could only point to the photo and slowly analyzed:"Hey, do you think there will only be this one photo? Should everyone take a group photo? There are three people who can be identified in this photo. One is Zhou Mubing, who died more than ten years ago. Her only relative also immigrated. We can’t find any clues about her. Secondly, The first one is Fu Ping. At present, the police may not have more information than us. The third one is Wang Xinping, who was killed in City Bao

Xiaoxing licked her dry lips, and then said:"In other words, the photo is the key. If you can find the photo, you can follow the picture to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and you can also save the remaining 6 people.""

"Ah, the young master understands. He deserves to be a graduate of the police academy. I admire him!"

The fat man cupped his fists and raised his hands to Bao Xiaoxing to show respect. Bao Xiaoxing opened his hand and cursed:"Don't be weird, I'm talking to you about business. There are two lines now. Someone must investigate, and I am alone. You will definitely be too busy. City X still needs you to make a trip."

Bao Xiaoxing took out the note given by Liu Yanran and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man took the note and looked at it, complaining dissatisfied:"Grandma, I want the young master to go to X city alone, you are in trouble. If you don't have enough energy, just run around the city. Bao

Xiaoxing stared and said,"How about we change it and you and Yanran go to Fu Ping's house to investigate tomorrow?""

"Forget it, forget it, the young master and she are not a couple, how can I have the nerve to break you up? I'll go to X city."

The fat man imitated Bao Xiaoxing and touched his nose, nodded and agreed.

"Also, your itinerary should be kept secret. Let’s set out tomorrow and make as many laps as possible."

"Yoxi, enter the village quietly without firing a gun!"