I wanted to say something to me in the blink of an eye, but in the end I didn't say it, and it seemed that I was still holding back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He continued the previous topic and told us, "Li Sanye eventually died in prison, and before he was imprisoned, he wrote a book called Theft, which was also called the first volume by later generations. In this book, he expounded his life's experience of stealing one by one, and he also released words, he wrote very comprehensively, and no one can surpass his opinions. But interestingly, after being imprisoned, he was forcibly cut off by prison guards, and his life took a turn for the worse. And he wrote another book of theft through the only time he had in prison, which is called the next volume, and the content in the next volume is a mess, and even he thinks that what he learned in the first half of his life is a skill that does not enter the stream in theft, but it is the theft method mentioned in the next volume, which is high-end and high-grade. ”

After a blink of an eye, he paused and said, "I have also heard of the extraordinarily large theft that happened in Guangxi ago, and I heard that the room where the owner is located is almost seamless, but the thief still succeeded, do you know what method he used?"

The beard moved his chair with interest, leaned over in the blink of an eye, and asked urgingly.

In the blink of an eye, this was a test of me and Beard, of course I didn't rush to say it. And what I said before I contacted him, I had a plan.

I replied, "That thief used the method in the second volume of Li Sanye's theft, right?"

He smiled in the blink of an eye, shook his head and said that he was not the thief, and there was no way to know the specifics, but he also emphasized that he had the same guess as me.

The beard really wanted to see what the next volume of this theft technique looked like, and he screamed sweetly from a senior, wanting to take out the next volume in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, he said that the book was lost, and he didn't have it at all.

I noticed that my mind jumped a lot in the blink of an eye, and then he took out a seemingly casual chat posture and told us about Boss Long.

He had a very bad impression of Boss Long, saying that Boss Long was an underworld, and he had been making a lot of money in the past few years, so he did a lot of hurtful things, such as loan sharking, which led to the separation of several wives and the death of several families. The police's attitude of ignoring him shows that he has colluded with a certain police leader.

In the blink of an eye, he was very outspoken, agreeing with the thief's approach, and saying that getting rid of the scourge of Boss Long was a blessing for the people of Guangxi, but the stinky fish of the police, which was not caught this time, was also a fly in the ointment.

I couldn't find any words in his words that he confessed that he was a thief. But he was very clear about the theft.

Beard and I are not police officers, and we have no obligation to arrest him for interrogation.

I answered the phone and chatted with him for a while, and through these words, I expressed one of my own meanings, this time he asked the two of us to talk, that is, a simple narrative, the content of the conversation, I and the beard will not mention it to the police.

For a moment, I blinked with an expression of relief and appreciation.

We didn't eat, and we drank a few sips of water at most. The conversation lasted for more than two hours, and in the blink of an eye, he finally said that he was tired. Beard and I got up and said goodbye.

As he passed through the courtyard, his blinking son reappeared and took out a gesture to see off the guests.

I wanted to know how the informant in charge of the squatting was doing, so I asked implicitly.

In the blink of an eye, the son pretended to be confused and said, "What informant? I don't know what you're talking about." But then he muttered again, saying that maybe the informant was tired and was secretly sleeping at this time.

With this last sentence, I was relieved. After I left with Beard, we returned to the guest house without delay.

For this theft, Hu Zi originally made some suggestions, but in the blink of an eye, he changed, and he had the meaning of obeying my command.

After another day, Li Ziyang didn't look for me at all. I was wondering if I should call him again, when he got a text message.

He told me that it was an emergency, and the police already had further clues about the theft, and he asked the two of us to rush to a place: Room 402, Building 5, Baodi Xinyuan.

This looks like a private house. The meaning of my text message seems to be that this is also a hiding place for thieves, but this place is far away from the blink of an eye, and from this point of view, it is full of contradictions.

I couldn't think too much about it for a moment. The beard is ready to get dressed and go. I hid the two diamonds in the toothpaste, afraid that this time I left, and some waiter would come and clean the room and take the toothpaste away.

I put it in my pocket.

A quarter of an hour later, we arrived at the designated place. I noticed that there were a few private cars parked nearby, but none of them belonged to the police, and no one was in contact with me.

Hu Zinian said that he didn't understand what Li Ziyang had in mind.

I looked upstairs, and it was a high-rise, sixth-floor window for a resident, and now not only was it open, but a hand was outstretched, holding a handkerchief, waving it.

I guessed it was a police signal, so I took the elevator upstairs with my beard again.

The entrance door to this room was not closed, and a slight gap leaked out. I was cold and sensitive, especially this scene reminded me of the murder house suicide case.

I kept my beard on the elevator door and didn't let it close, so that we could retreat in time if there was danger.

I leaned over to the door again and opened the door a little bit. My eyes were constantly watching every move inside.

It's a one-bedroom apartment, the house is very clean, and the bedroom is open, so I can see everything in the house at a glance.

What caught my attention the most was that the coffee table in the living room was very messy, with several black bags on it, some large and some small, the smallest of which was the small black cloth bag that I was familiar with.

I didn't know where the handkerchief was, but then the beard asked me, "What did you find?"

I didn't think there was any danger, so I left the beard alone and walked to the house one after the other.

We each rummaged through the black bags, and I found three diamonds, and the beard found some of the thieves' tools, including tweezers, thin poles, and lock-picking pliers.

The beard picked up the pole and fiddled with it, saying that it was much finer than the one he had made, and that perhaps he would succeed in stealing something with it.

I'm more concerned about these three diamonds. Especially with the two pieces on his body, it should be all the lost property of the bun.

I looked around again and saw a note on the right side of the window. It was originally unremarkable, but I thought it was a note.

I walked over and pulled up the note to see that there was a mobile phone number on it, and it should be a new number.

I followed the number and called. The other party quickly answered, but it was Zhao Zhongxiang's voice. He said to me very gently, "Friend, press the speakerphone." ”

I frowned, of course, I guess the other party used voice changing software.

I gave the beard a wake-up call and pressed the speakerphone again. The beard was cold and stunned. But we're both patient.

"Zhao Zhongxiang" tells us a story, and the protagonists are me and Beard. The story goes that we had a new idea about theft, and that since the thief had stolen the stolen goods, he would definitely go to the local area to sell them. Hu Zi and I went to Guangxi City to investigate a few black markets, and finally paid off, we found a suspicious person, followed him here, the suspicious person fled, and we found the lost property and the thief's crime tools.

Later, "Zhao Zhongxiang" also deliberately talked about the characteristics of this suspicious character, including height, weight, and appearance.

The beard couldn't help but interject and ask a few words, but the other party ignored it at all, and when they all said that they were playing, the phone automatically hung up.

I know, this is a game set by someone so that me and Beard can pick up cheap and make a great contribution. As for the text message I received before, it seems to be Li Ziyang's mobile phone number, and it is estimated that someone has done something to me, either through the number change software, or Li Ziyang's mobile phone card has been secretly copied.

This hand is greasy, and it reminds me of Xiao Qiao's gang.

I was entangled, and I didn't know whether to accept this gift or not. In order to make my thinking clearer, I also smoked two cigarettes in a row......

A quarter of an hour later, I called Li Ziyang. I reported the situation to Li Ziyang as the story of "Zhao Zhongxiang" said.

Li Ziyang was overjoyed, and it didn't even take long for the police to arrive. I was not idle during this time, squeezed out the two diamonds from the toothpaste, and washed them again, putting them together with the other three diamonds.

The police cordoned off the scene here, and I had nothing to do with the beard, and after making a detailed record, I quietly evacuated.

According to the characteristics of the suspect provided by the two of us, the police quickly identified a person, who is a well-known thief in China and a wanted criminal.

It is said that if there are more debts, he will not worry, if there are more lice, it will not itch, and it doesn't matter if he has one more evidence of guilt or one less evidence of guilt. The main thing is that this time the lost property, all five diamonds were found.

Li Ziyang is also really powerful, and he applied for a great credit for me and Huzi. He also lamented with the two of us, saying that the police had long thought of the black market and had been sending people to investigate, but Hu Zi and I were so lucky that we were overtaken by two of us latecomers and dug up important clues.

I didn't say anything after listening to it, but the beard was not modest at all. In fact, he did the right thing, at least so that Li Ziyang couldn't find fault with it.

Our trip to Guangxi thus heralded the end of our trip.

Beard and I didn't stay long, and this night, we bought two train tickets to go back to Harbin City.

When we got to the train station, the train we were going to take was more than an hour late. I didn't want to wait in the waiting room, because it was too stuffy and hot.

The two of us just found a stool to sit on in front of the station, and we both remembered the scene when we first came to Guangxi and had a boxed lunch with Li Ziyang.

Beard and I had a good impression of him, and we also talked about him casually, and used it to pass the time.

My heart was completely relaxed, but this time I turned my head again, and I saw a person coming from a distance.

He was riding a bicycle with a large black cloth pocket in the shape of a cone. It wasn't anything, the black cloth only reminded me of a blindfolded birdcage.

But when I looked at this man's face, I stood up in shock.

(How did you have the Mid-Autumn Festival? I enjoyed the moon all night last night, a pot of tea and two moon cakes, looking at the round moon, and conceiving until dawn)