Who moved my novel?

"So that's how it is." Director Wang nodded.

According to the manager.

They hired that man to "act".

The so-called acting is that when the waiter meets a new customer without a membership card, he will randomly select some of them who look good.

Then the man will appear when the waiter serves wine, drink some wine first, and then walk with a step that doesn't recognize any relatives, "happen" to pass by and knock over the waiter.

At this time, the waiter will make adjustments and accurately sprinkle the wine on the guest without damaging the guest's valuables.

After that, the manager will stand up and use this as an excuse to give the guest a free bill or discount, and finally "compensate" with an SVIP membership card.

In fact, their purpose is to give out membership cards so that customers can come to consume frequently.

"Why not just give it away?" Director Wang frowned slightly and asked.

"Giving it directly will make it seem worthless." The manager gave an example: "Officer, if I give you an apple now, will you eat it?"

"Not necessarily."

"Yes, if I give you an apple for no reason, you must have thought about why she gave me the apple? Is this apple poisonous? Does she have other purposes? Is this apple worthless or even rotten?"

"Yeah." Director Wang nodded, feeling like he had seen this before somewhere.

"But if I bumped into you by accident, and then I said: Sorry sir, it was my mistake, I'll compensate you with an apple to express my apology. Would you still think that the apple is poisonous? Would you still think that the apple is worthless?"

"Well..." Director Wang was silent for a moment, not questioning the manager's words, but feeling that the words sounded too familiar: "Who did you learn this from?"

"You know?" The manager was a little surprised: "This is what our Chixin City's marketing master told us."

"Marketing master?" Director Wang looked at the manager in confusion: "Why don't I know that there is such a person in our Chixin City?"

"Maybe it's because of the different industries." The manager thought for a while: "And that master is indeed quite mysterious. He wears a black mask every time he gives a lecture, and uses a voice changer."

"Black mask?" In an instant, a figure emerged in Director Wang's mind.

"Director Wang, we have checked the surveillance cameras of the bar and can confirm that there were 74 guests present yesterday." At this moment, a criminal police officer handed a tablet to Director Wang: "Here are their photos."

"He is here too?!" Director Wang recognized the man in front of him at a glance: "Go, intercept all the videos about this person!"

I didn't expect Dong Peng to be there!

"This is..." At this moment, the waiter who was knocked unconscious also came over: "Officer, this is the companion of the guest I helped out yesterday."

"What?" Several police officers who knew Dong Peng were shocked.

Dong Peng appeared in too many cases, and this time he "happened" to be the companion of the person the waiter helped out. Could it be that Dong Peng and his so-called companions are the murderers?

"Director Wang!" Xiao Sun, who had been following him, immediately looked at Director Wang.

"Yeah." Director Wang nodded to Xiao Sun: "Be sure to catch him back. Even if he didn't do this, it is probably related to him!"

...

"The person should be here soon." Dong Peng took a sip of coffee, then threw a few sugar cubes into it and stirred it evenly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person who came today should be..." Dong Peng drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp: "Xiao Sun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Dong Peng's studio was knocked.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With the sound of knocking on the door, Xiao Sun's voice came from outside the door: "Dong Peng, Master Dong, are you there?"

"Come in." Dong Peng said calmly: "The door is not locked."

"Click." Xiao Sun turned the door handle carefully and opened the door.

The next moment, several fully armed policemen rushed into Dong Peng's studio.

"What's going on? Officer Sun?" Dong Peng was stunned and looked at several armed policemen: "What's going on?"

"Raise your hands!" Xiao Sun did not answer him, but raised his gun.

On the way here just now, the results of the autopsy and surveillance video examination came out. During the time of the deceased's death, Dong Peng and his accomplices happened to go out from the back door, and they came back after a long time.

"Okay." Dong Peng quickly raised his hands: "What's wrong? Breaking feudal superstition? I didn't do anything big. I just read people's faces and fortunes, and at most look at Feng Shui to choose a location. Isn't this illegal?"

"Where is your accomplice?" Xiao Sun didn't talk to him, but approached Dong Peng step by step, and watched every move of Dong Peng's hands vigilantly.

"What accomplice? You mean my assistant? Wasn't he killed and made into a takeaway before..." Dong Peng smiled helplessly.

"Snap!" As the handcuffs were handcuffed on Dong Peng's hands, Xiao Sun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Officer Sun, the handcuffs are already on me, you have to tell me, what's going on?" Dong Peng looked helplessly at Xiao Sun and several criminal police officers who were still holding guns: "Also, tell your brothers not to point guns at me, be careful of accidental discharge."

"Put it down first." Seeing that Dong Peng had no intention of resisting, Xiao Sun waved his hand and signaled them to put down their guns.

"Master Dong, where were you between 9 and 11 last night?"

"I was at..." Dong Peng was stunned for a moment: "Bar."

"Which bar?"

"XXXX Bar." Dong Peng said truthfully.

"Myself?"

"And a friend." Dong Peng looked at Xiao Sun: "If necessary, I can ask him to come over to testify for me."

"..." Xiao Sun didn't know what to say, and Dong Peng's cooperation was a bit unexpected.

"What happened?" Dong Peng saw that Xiao Sun didn't speak, and asked again.

"Someone was killed in the alley behind the bar." Xiao Sun finally told Dong Peng.

"Alley?" Dong Peng was stunned: "Someone was killed?"

"Yeah," Xiao Sun nodded: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, there's nothing wrong." Dong Peng said blankly: "It's just... I went to that alley yesterday, and... I stayed there for a while."

...

"I'm right, right? In front of his own secrets, the leader's secrets are worthless." The monk smiled and looked at Lao Liu.

"You are worthy of being the master's disciple." Lao Liu nodded.

"By the way, did you send the child back?" The monk asked.

"Yes, he was sent back." Old Liu nodded again: "We sent him back to the school gate this morning. The child should have been home by now."

"That's good. The child is innocent." The monk also nodded. All they wanted was evidence. They would be uneasy if they accidentally hurt an innocent person.