Zhang Zizai returned home with fish head tofu soup, and complained while flipping through his mobile phone: "You say you are an old and immodest person, why do you have to look at other people's butts?" After speaking, he gave a thumbs up to Niu Tou's circle of friends and commented: "Niu Da is mighty! The new wife is really beautiful!"

A tattooed man floated out from the side and interjected: "This is a crime of indecency! Hurry up and take it to the police station!"

Zhang Zizai: "If you want to send it, you will be sent first! I forgot how I died?"

Zhang Zizai recalled the scene of picking up the tattooed man's soul according to the instructions on his mobile phone that day, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

More than a dozen people with watermelon knives chased him for three streets and cut more than 200 knives. From that day on, Zhang Zizi felt sick to his stomach when he saw the meat filling.

The tattooed man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Didn't you say that I was cut off in the brain before I died, so I lost my memory?" ”

According to the new rules of the underworld, the amnesiac ghost will have no memory of what he did in his lifetime, and he will not be able to defend himself when he is tried by the underworld, which is contrary to the central idea of ghost power, so Zhang Zizai was specially sent to help him recover his memory to ensure his legitimate rights and interests in the trial process.

"Are you amnesiac and not blind, look at your tattoos all over your body, and then think that you can be chased and cut for so long, and you still don't understand your identity?" Zhang Zizai felt that the underworld was completely redundant, with his image, do you still need to find memories? Just looking at this tattoo, it is obvious that you know what your identity is.

I just sent him to hang a megaphone around his neck, and put Lao Tzu on the ground wherever he went, and Lao Tzu went to the ground in society.

"What's wrong with tattoos? don't you have them too?" the tattooed brother protested, apparently satisfied with his personality.

"Can I do the same? Have you ever seen a bastard get a Pikachu tattoo like me?"

Zhang Zizai didn't pay attention to him, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, and asked the old man: "Lao Liu, can you change your wish?

The old man smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I just want to confirm whether she has a birthmark on her right buttocks and whether it is my daughter." But the jade pendant on her body has the function of warding off evil spirits, and I really can't get close, otherwise I will follow her to her house to see it. "This old man was brought back by Zhang Zizai on the third day after receiving the tattooed brother. His name is Liu You, as his name suggests, he is indeed rich and flowing, and it is said that he was still a figure with a face in the shopping mall before his death.

This paper is drunk, and naturally gold fans are indispensable.

Although he is unmarried in his life, he has countless daughters, and he doesn't know how many people he has had impure relationships.

Just a few days before his death, the old man suddenly received an anonymous letter saying that he had a daughter with a birthmark on her right buttocks. So he paid for a private detective, and finally locked in several candidates, and the one in the hotel was one of them. It's a pity that before I could confirm further, I was in a car accident because of drunk driving, and I died.

His only obsession after his death was that there was no one to inherit this huge inheritance, so he was bent on finding his biological daughter.

"No, we don't have any other way to confirm? I'm chasing people every day to see her ass, and sooner or later I'll be beaten to death, right?" Zhang Zizai lit a cigarette, took two puffs and threw it on the ground: "I'm R, I bought fake cigarettes again!"

The tattooed brother laughed with him: "It's not a fake cigarette, I smoked it, so it's tasteless." ”

"Can you take out your cigarette and throw it away?

Tattoo brother: "I have to be able to hold it too." ”

"If you can't hold it, you still suck?" Zhang Zizai glared at him, and took out another point.

Old man: "There's no other clue, that's all I know." The detective didn't find anything else, only told me that she was the best fit. ”

Zhang Zizai: "Detective? Yes, why are you two so stupid! Shouldn't we just go to the detective? I'm really going to be stupid to death by you!"

Old man: "You said this kind of thing like looking at the ass, I started doing it when I was five years old, and you can do this little thing in minutes, and now you mess it up and come to blame us." ”

Tattooed brother: "I didn't even go!"

Zhang Zizai: "You have to stay at home to witness the pioneer!"

Tattoo brother: "......"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, let's go to the detective tomorrow, he took your money, and he will definitely have to do something for you!"

"However, the money has not been paid yet. ”

"Didn't pay?"

"He's been doing things for me for years, and he usually pays for it. ”

"He's not afraid that you won't admit it afterwards?"

"How is that possible, I have money, and I can rely on him for a little bit?"

Zhang Zizai smiled: "Isn't it a shame this time!"

......

On the second day, the three of them came to the private detective agency entrusted by the old man before his death.

No, it's not three, it's two people and one ghost.

The detective agency is located in an office building in the most prosperous area of the city center, and it seems that this line of oil and water is good.

As soon as I entered, a thin man was sitting in front of the computer, watching the video and taking notes, studying very seriously.

"That short-haired woman is the murderer!"

"Spoiler death for the whole family!" The thin man turned off Detective Conan and stood up in annoyance, only to find that it was a stranger who had come in, squinting his eyes and looking at it.

"Hello! This is ......"

"Sorry, no. ”

"I haven't asked yet!"

"I know what you're trying to say without you opening your mouth, but I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not taking your case. ”

"What the hell?" Zhang Zizi was confused.

The thin man said confidently: "The front half of your shoes is worn the same on the left and right feet, which proves that you are not in the habit of stepping on the accelerator, and there are more than five perfume smells on your body, but none of them have a strong smell, and it is obvious that these perfumes are not sprayed by yourself, which further proves that you came here by public traffic." And there are no marks on your wrists, fingers and necks, proving that you have not been in the habit of wearing watches, rings or necklaces all year round. To sum up, it can be basically concluded that you are not a rich person. But as you can see, my shop is located in the most prosperous area, and I, as the best detective in the city, naturally charge a lot of money. And you, most likely, can't afford to pay for my errands, so I can tell you without you opening your mouth, no!" After speaking, the thin man pointed to the door and said with a smile: "Slow down and don't send it." ”

When the tattooed brother heard the thin man's analysis, he was excited: "This person is not bad! The Criminal Investigation Department needs such a talent!"

Isn't it Conan, why did you learn Sherlock Holmes again? Zhang Zizi looked at the detective in front of him and felt that the ghost Lao Liu didn't give him money, which might be a correct choice. "The murderer in the next episode is the housekeeper, and the next episode is the man with glasses. ”

"Get out!"

"Scold me, you don't want Liu You's money anymore, do you?"

"Where can I be, I'm singing! Rolling the Yangtze River East Passing Water! Amoy... Tao ......" The thin man heard Liu You's name, his tone changed abruptly, and he immediately turned to scolding and singing, but after searching for a long time, he didn't find a reason.

Zhang Zizai saw that he was stuck in the middle, and kindly reminded: "Exhaust the heroes!"

"Yes, hero, you sit, hero, tea or coffee?"

"Tea bar. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have any tea here. ”

"Then you ask me, forget it, coffee is fine, polysaccharides, I can't get used to the taste. ”

"Neither coffee. ”

Zhang Zizai: "You!"

The thin man smiled, took a glass of water and handed it over, "Are you a friend of Boss Liu?"

"Aren't you Sherlock Holmes, use your observations to reason, and guess who I am?"

"Alas, novels are all exaggerated, and you can't believe it or not. With that, he threw the Sherlock Holmes detective book on the table into the trash.

Zhang Zizai: "Okay, how is the matter of your investigation?"

"Of course no problem! After my investigation, the most likely person is this person. The thin man handed over a photo and said, "Her name is Wang Xiaotao, and there is a red peach-blossom-shaped birthmark on the right side of her buttocks." He is 24 years old and currently works as a doctor in the central hospital. ”

Zhang Zizai took out the photo and looked at it: "It doesn't seem to be this what I was looking for before?"

"Before?"

Zhang Zizai: "Yes, the girl you told Lao Liu before that is most in line with me, I only went to see it yesterday." ”

Only then did the thin man react: "You said Han Meimei, I was mistaken, her birthmark is a plum blossom." ”

"Is there any difference between plum blossoms and peach blossoms?"

"Yes, black and red plum slices, red hearts are bigger than plum blossoms!"

Ghost Lao Liu looked at the photo and reminded Zhang Zizai on the side: "I think this is no problem! This one looks like me!"

Zhang Zizai: "Where is it like?"

Ghost Lao Liu: "Look, we both have two eyes, a nose and a mouth!"

The thin man couldn't hear the ghost Lao Liu speak, and thought that Zhang Zizi was asking himself, so he raised his head and said, "What?"

Zhang Zizai glanced at the ghost Lao Liu, in the past two days, because of talking to them, he has been treated by countless people as a fine point, this problem must be changed, otherwise sooner or later he will have to go to Sogo.

"I didn't talk to you, I asked Lao Liu, okay, okay, give me all her information, I'll confirm it now." ”

The thin man hurriedly took back the information, hugged it in his arms and said, "That's not good, you haven't paid the money yet?"

Zhang Zizi pouted: "Don't you pay him afterwards?"

"After the fact, it's not after death, who knows he'll have his legs crossed. The thin man looked firm, it seems that all cases in the future must be paid first.

"I don't care, anyway, one hand pays the money, and the other hand delivers. ”

Zhang Zizi smiled: "Okay, then swipe the card or cash?"

Thin man: "Cash is the best, no need to file taxes, a total of 50,000." ”

Zhang Zizai: "The key is that I didn't bring that much cash." ”

Thin man: "That's fine." ”

Zhang Zizai: "There is no Kari. ”

When the thin man saw Zhang Zizi playing with himself, he suddenly became angry: "No money? Then you ask me to pay back the cash by swiping the card?"

Zhang Zizai said: "Didn't you also ask me about tea or coffee?"