When slamming the door, Zhao Yuzhen couldn't wait to use the only universal unlocker to open Miao Ying's door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But even if it could be opened, what could it be?

In the end, don't you still have to let Miao Renfeng kick it out?

Alas!

It's really smart but mistaken by cleverness, it turns out that Miao Ying's eyelids can't be lifted just now are all used to numb herself, and people have long seen through her tricks!

Hum!

Miao Renfeng, there is yours!

Zhao Yu stood at the door and complained angrily, you wait, sooner or later I will catch the mobile phone meeting! Miao Renfeng, let's see!

In desperation, Zhao Yu had no choice but to return to the hall and reopen a guest room. The waiter thought that Zhao Yu had gotten his wish, and immediately praised: "Sir, your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

Hearing this compliment, Zhao Yu couldn't help but be even more embarrassed, and hurriedly left with the room card.

After driving for so long at night, Zhao Yu was also quite tired. After entering the house, he first took a hot bath to relieve his fatigue.

Who knows, after taking a bath, his mental head came up instead, and he who was close to Miao Ying was put aside in advance, but the matter of the case had to be investigated.

So, he took the tablet out of his backpack and began to look at the video of the old man in makeup repeatedly. This time, Zhao Yu looked more carefully, and carefully observed every shot.

Who knows, looking at it, he really saw something different. He felt that the old man's expression was not only indifferent, but there seemed to be a faint sense of relief in the indifference, as if he had fulfilled some wish.

Gee......

The more Zhao Yu looked, the more strange he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to know, did this old man have anything to do with robbing a bank?

He was watching the video, but there was already a noise in his backpack. It turned out that the mobile phones of the five criminals were all in their bags! This was a wanted notice issued by Miao Ying, and many replies were sent back.

Zhao Yu still made a bet with Miao Ying! If there were no clues in these letters, he would be fisted! Miao Ying's fist was not a joke, and he naturally didn't want to be abused.

So, he opened his bag and began to look through the phones one by one to see if there was any important information inside.

As a result, when he checked it from beginning to end, there was almost nothing else on it except foul language, all of which were useless words of swearing, and no one really cared about the photos of those suspects!

I rub ......

Zhao Yu couldn't help but curse secretly, what kind of birdmen are these? Why don't there be any serious people?

The search was fruitless, and Zhao Yu could only sleep. Their only hope at present is that the Lingyun police can find out the identity of the old man in makeup, maybe they know what this person does, and it is possible to make new progress in the case!

When he went to bed, it was already half past four in the morning, and Zhao Yu slept very unsteadily. In a trance, he actually dreamed that he had quietly used the master key to sneak into Miao Ying's room and burrow into her bed......

However, in the next second, he suddenly saw a vacuum corpse that had been plasticized from Miao Ying's bed......

I don't know when, the roar of the mobile phone vibrating woke him up from his sleep, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and saw that it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, and he didn't rest for long at all.

It was one of the five mobile phones that vibrated it, and Zhao Yu remembered that it belonged to the woman whose finger he had broken. The phone is 0PP0 and is studded with sparkling jewelry.

At the moment, the phone was buzzing non-stop, and someone should be calling her. Zhao Yu turned over his mobile phone and saw that what appeared on the caller ID was also a woman dressed in a demonic manner.

Naturally, he couldn't pick it up, so he had to hang it up.

Aha......

Zhao Yu yawned deeply and unlocked the screen of the woman's mobile phone again, only to find that dozens of messages had been sent back from WeChat.

It seems that this woman has a wide range of contacts and a lot of friends. After all, it was late at night, but now it's dawn, so there are more people who reply.

Zhao Yu flipped through them one by one, and this time, someone finally began to take those suspects' photos seriously, but most people either hadn't seen them or didn't know them, and in the end there were still no clues.

Aha......

Zhao Yu yawned again, and couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, it seemed that Miao Ying's fist was destined to be hit.

Who knows, after yawning, the woman's mobile phone came to another WeChat, and it was a voice:

"Cousin, why don't you answer my phone? Where are you?" A hoarse female voice came from WeChat, "Let me ask you, what do you mean by those photos you sent me? Why are there so many people? Why are you looking for these people? Let me tell you, I seem to have seen the number 12 in the photo, but I'm not sure!"

Oh!?

Hearing this voice, Zhao Yu's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly replied to this person with a message, asking her where she had seen it?

After a few seconds of delay, the voice message came again:

"Damn, you're still alive? Why don't you answer my phone? I have a vague impression of the No. 12 in your photo, I seem to have seen this person when I used to work in the haggis soup in the art center square! That person often goes to drink haggis soup, so he should go to work around there, right? However, the No. 12 in the photo is younger, I'm not sure! After all, there are too many people who look alike!"

Number 12?

Zhao Yu hurriedly rummaged through the photos and found that the suspect in the photo No. 12 was a portrait made by experts based on the video, and this portrait must be somewhat different from the reality.

So...... Could this haggis soup man be a bank robber?

Art centers?

Zhao Yu checked the map of Lingyun City again, and quickly found the location of the Lingyun Art Center.

At this moment, the woman's voice came from WeChat again:

"By the way, I remember that the owner of the haggis soup seller had a conversation with this person, so you should be sure if you go over and ask the boss...... It's dead again...... Are you fooling around with that guy again, ......?"

There's a play!

Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, that's right, just ask the boss if it's okay?

He thinks that even if he recognizes the wrong person, it is better than waiting for news like this, right? Moreover, the haggis soup is very delicious, just to solve the problem of early.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu immediately called Miao Ying and forwarded the woman's message to Miao Ying.

Miao Ying was sleeping in a daze, but suddenly got such a news and suddenly woke up. She immediately told Zhao Yu to quickly check out and drive to the art center!

In this way, the two didn't even have time to wash their faces, and went straight to the art center in Lingyun City. While it was still early, it only took them 20 minutes to reach their destination.

This haggis soup is a long-established shop that has been open for more than ten years, and the two of them inquired a little and found it.

Business is booming in the shop, and many people don't even have stools, so they can only stand and drink soup.

In order to know the answer as soon as possible, Zhao Yu immediately walked towards the boss with his mobile phone. The boss is a middle-aged man who is busy in full swing.

"Boss, ask you about something, have you seen this person?" said Zhao Yu and handed him the photo of suspect No. 12.

"Hmm......" The boss didn't look at his phone, but looked at Zhao Yu and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Police!" Zhao Yu hastily lit up the police officer's card and urged, "Look carefully, have you seen this person?"

"Oh, officer!" The boss was slightly startled, hurriedly stood upright, then rubbed his rough big hands, looked at the photo carefully, and said, "This is Chen Gong from the Cultural Center, what are you looking for him?"

"Ah!?" Zhao Yu was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Boss, you can see it, is it really the person you said? That's right......? What does he do?"

"I don't know my name," the boss said, pointing behind him, "The people who work in the cultural center and the plumbers in the repertory troupe all call him Chen Gong Chen Gong, and I drink mutton soup here when I am old!

What the!?

Props?Repertory Theatre?

Ah!

Zhao Yu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, could it be ...... Is the bank robber really - he!?