Chapter 18: Twitter
That being said, but, where do I go to find a detective?
I'm not like Brother Li, I'm very familiar with all kinds of ways.
But if you ask Brother Li for it, or use the private detective Xinyi that Brother Li introduced to me......
To be honest, I can't believe it.
As I was walking home, I thought I had run out of cigarettes in my pocket, and I turned into a supermarket.
When I looked up, yo, the clerk was still an acquaintance.
Zhao Ergouzi, a former villager, was a brother who played with urine and mud when he was a child.
But this guy didn't get good grades, and he didn't even finish high school, so he ran to the society early.
When I was in high school, I heard that this person had become a second-rate person, and I never talked with him again.
Later, I heard about this person when I bragged to my family, but I just knew that I came to work in this city, but I heard that he was still an idle person in society.
It's a coincidence that we can meet here at this time.
"Zhao Ergouzi, why are you here?
"Are you ......" Zhao Ergouzi looked at me carefully, it seemed that he looked familiar, but he didn't dare to admit it.
"Are you my brother Wen Chu?"
"Not really!"
When he met his old acquaintance in a foreign country, Zhao Ergouzi was a little excited.
"Oh, Brother Wen Chu, we haven't seen each other for many years!" Zhao Ergouzi said excitedly: "I heard people say back then, Brother Wen Chu, you are a college student and an intellectual in our village, and now you have become a rich man in this provincial city!
is from the same village, and several generations of people are all with relatives.
I'm also very happy, there are no customers in this small supermarket, so I will hang out with Zhao Ergouzi. The topic also talked about Zhao Ergouzi.
Zhao Ergouzi has been working hard here for many years, and he is still like that, unable to save money.
"Oh, didn't I come out to work!
Zhao Ergouzi knocked on the cashier's counter helplessly, and continued: "At my level, it takes a lot of effort to add and subtract a three-digit number, so I can only report the number to the machine......"
"And no one comes to this place, and I don't give my mobile phone to work at work! The salary is pitiful, and I will leave when I get my salary this month!"
"And what do you do after that?" I asked.
"Take it one step at a time, anyway, I've been like this all these years. "Zhao Ergou doesn't care.
As I spoke, I had an idea.
Zhao Ergouzi has been mixed in society for so many years, and there must be idle people or special people he knows.
Since I want to find a detective to help me, why don't I ask Zhao Ergouzi?
The thought arose, and I immediately asked, "By the way, Zhao Ergouzi, do you know any detective?" I need someone to help me check someone...... Of course, if you introduce me, I will definitely give you an introduction fee!"
"Detective?" Zhao Ergou was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Look for me!"
"You?"
Looking at my suspicious eyes, Zhao Ergou was not cowardly, and immediately boasted to himself.
"I haven't seen any detectives do anything, but if you look up people, I can!"
"It's not me who blows, there are two black and white on this street - of course, the black ones have been beaten all these years, and the white ones are also tight - but I know a lot of people!"
"And let me tell you, when I was messing with other big brothers, I was in charge of the investigation!"
"Although we don't know anything about high-tech, we can still give others something clean and clean!"
"Back then, in order to check on someone, I squatted near his door for three nights without closing my eyes!
I didn't interrupt Zhao Ergouzi's talk.
I know that Zhao Ergouzi Wang Po sells melons, and she boasts a lot of ingredients. But even if three out of ten of his sentences are true, that's amazing.
And after all, this guy has some ways - although they are all things that can't be put on the table, he has something anyway.
Brother Cha Li doesn't have anything, and I'm in dire need of detectives here.
Zhao Ergouzi is not unable to resist it.
And he also has experience in tracking......
I immediately added Zhao Ergouzi's friend, sent Brother Li's photo and address to him, and asked him to help keep an eye on it, and launch a relationship to check Brother Li's details.
Zhao Ergouzi patted his chest and agreed.
When asked about the price, Zhao Ergouzi did not investigate and judge first as a professional, but directly quoted a number. The price is reasonable, but I made an appointment to pay a deposit of one percent first, and then pay three to four percent when I find something, and the final one will be settled after the matter is completed.
I'm afraid that Zhao Ergouzi will run away with money. Zhao Ergouzi believed me and agreed casually.
Zhao Ergouzi also promised to go to the door of Brother Li's house to squat today.
I asked him what to do with the supermarket job, and he scolded the boss for slamming the door, and he would fire the boss squid tomorrow.
Speaking of rising, the electric gate was pulled on the spot and the roller shutter was closed - Lao Tzu will leave now!
I also felt funny, and I knew a little more about Zhao Ergouzi's outrageousness.
It seems that this Zhao Ergou is unreliable! The one-percent deposit is estimated to be in vain.
Saying goodbye to Zhao Ergouzi, I walked home. Touching his pocket, hey, Bai took a pack of cigarettes.
Before the cigarette could be smoked, the pocket vibrated again.
It's a cell phone message.
I took it out and saw that the person who sent me a message was the guy who made me curious and disgusted.
"Master".
As I walked, my heart sank with my steps.
What, what pictures and videos of his wife does this guy have again?
I hurried back home, and without taking off my shoes or clothes, I sat firmly on the couch, lit a cigarette, and took a sharp puff, feeling the smoke swimming in my lungs before exhaling it all.
Outside the window, the smoke and moon were hazy.
I clicked on the person's chat box to see what the villain who didn't dare to reveal his identity had posted.
As expected, it's about my wife, and it's the kind of stuff that makes me feel dirty.
But to my surprise, I didn't directly post photos and videos of my wife fooling around outside like last time.
It's just a single image, and it's also a screenshot of a website.
Could it be an adult site?
I frowned to myself. It's still a family matter, and I hope it can be resolved only between me and my wife.
It's hard for me to accept that my parents are involved.
If it's really sent to ****, it's seen by people you know around you......
Not to mention my wife, my face is embarrassed, and my parents will be pointed at.
Social death.
With apprehension and uneasiness, I clicked on the picture and enlarged it.
The title of the image is the name of the website, an English word.
TWITTER。
Domestically, it's usually called Twitter.