The Underworld Detective

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After arranging Wang Dali vigorously, Huang Xiaotao sent me a text message: "Song Yang, come to the parking lot, something happened!"

I thought something had happened. I rushed to the parking lot and almost didn't laugh.

It turned out that Luo Weiwei accidentally wiped out a piece of paint on the pillar when she drove out the black BMW car of Huang Xiaotao. The door was next to the pillar and fell into a dilemma. It seems that Luo Weiwei's car skills are not good!

Huang Xiaotao yelled at the pain, Luo Weiwei said with a lip, "What's the big deal, I will pay you back for the paint money!"

Huang Xiaotao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I have car insurance, but it's too much trouble, and I have to talk to people in the insurance company."

Huang Xiaotao asked me to help get the car out, and I said that I'm not too good at it! In the end, Wang Yuanchao went into battle and drove the car out of the way, Huang Xiaotao praised: "Old driver, it is indeed an old driver."

"Do you know what the old driver meant?" I asked her.

"Isn't that what you meant?" Huang Xiaotao asked in confusion.

I was speechless for a while, it seemed that Huang Xiaotao didn't usually get online.

I a little regret to let Luo Weiwei make the decision to be a driver. The girl is desperate to say that as long as she is on the road, there is no problem. Finally, she was asked to drive and thrilled out of the parking lot.

Half an hour later, we came to the murder site, an old street with many shops but closed. The buildings here are very cluttered, with a lot of clothes hanging overhead, because it ’s almost noon, residents are cooking at home, and the sound of cooking and the smell of soot come from the windows.

Luo Weiwei said that this street has been in Wuqu for some years. It used to sell groceries. Later, there were more and more comprehensive supermarkets nearby. The younger generation was reluctant to patronize here, and it gradually faded away ...

Luo Weiwei led us to a two-story building with a cordon outside, a police seal on the door, and Huang Xiaotao said, "Isn't the deceased's family quite rich? Why not live in an apartment building?"

Luo Weiwei explained: "The father of the deceased used to do calligraphy and painting business. This street-front house used to be a calligraphy and painting shop, which was later inherited from his father."

I asked Huang Xiaotao: "Have you never lived in this old house?"

She shook her head: "I haven't lived in it. I'm definitely not comfortable in an apartment building. I have lived in an apartment building since I was a kid."

I have lived in the Song family's old house since my childhood. This kind of old wooden house is warm in winter and cool in summer. Later, I went to college and stayed in the building for a long time and couldn't adapt.

We ripped off the seals and walked into the room. The layout of the first floor was very spacious, like a large room. It seemed that it was indeed a shop before. Because the lights were not turned on, the first floor looked a little shady, Huang Xiaotao said, "It looks like a horror scene!"

Luo Weiwei ridiculed: "Still courageous as a policeman?"

Huang Xiaotao stared at her: "You will die if you don't speak! Who was the person who was fainted just now?"

"I just just accidentally fell down," Luo Weiwei sneered.

"Yeah, you're all foaming up. Go to the hospital and take a CT to see if you hit your head." Huang Xiaotao sarcastically repeated.

"you!"

I was afraid they would quarrel here and said to Luo Weiwei: "Miss Luo, go and buy me a bag of fine flour."

She was staring at Huang Xiaotaohu, and gave me an angry phrase: "Why do you want that thing?"

"Come on!" I ordered.

Luo Weiwei went out reluctantly, Huang Xiaotao sighed, "People look good, but they have a bad temper. It is estimated that her second-generation boyfriend was spoiled."

"I think it looks average, it looks good without you," I replied.

I just said casually, who knew that Huang Xiaotao had a particularly strong reaction, and took my hand happily: "Song Yang, do you really think so?"

I confess shamefully: "Yes ... yes!"

Luo Weiwei is indeed a beautiful woman, but I think her beauty is very 'sharp'. How to say, that is, the sharp jaw, hanging eye corners, and willow leaf eyebrows are far less beautiful than Huang Xiaotao.

However, in terms of temperament, Huang Xiaotao is very capable, free and easy, revealing the handsomeness and heroic attitude of a female police officer. Luo Weiwei, however, revealed a kind of petulant and willful mannerism, and she was totally rude, and she was totally a temperament of young lady.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison!

Huang Xiaotao took me by the elbow and said, "Yes, I have known you for a while, and I don't know what type of girl you like."

"Uh ..." I glanced at her, and her cheeks suddenly became hot: "Mengmei with long hair!"

Huang Xiaotao said unexpectedly, "What? Just the opposite of me, shouldn't you be embarrassed to say that you like me, right?"

"No, absolutely not!" I denied it.

We stepped on the crunchy wooden stairs to the second floor. From the entrance of the stairs, we could see the restaurant where the murder occurred.

Inside was a wolf, the table was flipped to the ground, the windows were broken, there were dishes and chopsticks everywhere, and there was a lot of blood on the wall, and the color of the original wallpaper was almost impossible to see. The fallen shape of the dead was circled with white ropes on the ground, and thick curtains were used to block the sun, and the scene was conceivable how eerie.

I frowned. "This house has bad feng shui."

Huang Xiaotao unexpectedly asked me, "Yo, do you know Feng Shui?"

"Feng Shui, in fact, it is not so mysterious, my grandpa told me that it is actually the first impression of the house that is uncomfortable." I pointed out: "Look at the bedroom in this room facing the door of the restaurant, a little There is no privacy; the stairs are so steep, the old lady has poor legs and feet, and it must be particularly inconvenient to get up and down; the bedroom and the sanitation are so far apart, and the stairs are in the middle. It must be cold and intimidating to touch the black toilet in the winter evening ...

"It makes sense. I will buy a house in the future and ask Master Song to help me." Huang Xiaotao nodded again and again.

"Don't be afraid to be." I laughed.

This house can only be said to be defective in design, but it is not enough to bring blood to the owner. Feng Shui should have no connection with the murder.

We walked into the restaurant, where the kitchen was integrated. The kitchen was very messy. The ground was covered with broken pieces of porcelain. The knives scattered on the ground had been taken away by the police. A white line was drawn in front of the cooking table. Humanoid.

I watched it quietly for a while, trying to restore the whole process of the murder in my mind. This case is no longer necessary to detect because of the common sense, because the murderer is dead, but what we want to reveal is its abnormal side, behind it s reason!

I opened the curtains and noticed that there was an empty house on the opposite side, and then stared at a craft mask on the wall for a long time. Huang Xiaotao said, "Do you like this thing? I will buy one for you?"

"No, I'm thinking of something else." I replied.

"What's the clue?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I shook my head: "No clue."

"I don't see any clues either, this case is so bizarre ..." Huang Xiaotao said.

Then she turned around and asked Wang Yuanchao: "Wang Yuanchao, you have rich experience and see nothing?"

Wang Yuanchao remained silent for ten seconds, Huang Xiaotao sighed, "Well, thank you for your valuable comments."

Just then, a footstep came downstairs, Huang Xiaotao said, "Is Miss Luo coming back?"

She was just going downstairs to pick it up, but I stopped her and listened.

The footsteps didn't sound like Luo Weiwei, and I was immediately alert: "No, someone else came in!"