Zhao Yingqi has become accustomed to the questioning gaze brought about by the inconsistency of others' perception of her age and position. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After returning from the special forces, he worked as a criminal police officer for three years, and cracked hundreds of major and important cases.

Only her current position, which is somewhat affected by her family background, has been promoted unusually, which does not match her age and is easy to be criticized and questioned.

However, Zhao Yingqi doesn't care too much about the level of her position, she used to like all kinds of challenges in the army, and after changing jobs to become a criminal policeman, she liked to solve criminal investigation cases, and the more complicated the case, the more exciting she became.

However, Zhao Yingqi has no big case to solve recently, and after receiving a request from a family friend, she began to be a little troubled.

The person to be investigated is too mysterious, and there are too few clues obtained, and there is no way to find out the identity information of the other party, so you can only rely on a few abnormal events to speculate to get some simple clues.

The mysterious man disappeared without a trace, and she had no choice but to target an old man who had contact with the mysterious man, hoping to open a breakthrough.

It's just that after so many days of investigation, the old man also has no clues.

was going to temporarily suspend the investigation, but I didn't expect to find the old man's appearance in a surveillance video today.

Zhao Yingqi hurriedly rushed to investigate, and the old man disappeared again, and the location was near the Xicheng Cotton Mill Community.

On the way, I saw that today's impressive little slippery head was collecting cold drink stalls, thinking that there were no dates and a stick, so I came to say hello and ask about the situation.

Tu Xiao interrogated: "Sister police officer, what's the matter with you?" ”

"It's nothing, just passing by here!"

Tu Xiaoxun collected the pergola, rolled it up and tied it up, and began to clean up the tables and chairs again.

Zhao Yingqi took the handle to help Tu Xiaoxun put the freezer and incubator away, and fixed the tables and chairs on the tricycle, which were stacked like a hill, but very stable.

After cleaning up, Tu Xiaoxun clapped his hands, took a bottle of drink and handed it to Zhao Yingqi: "Please drink, you're welcome!" ”

Zhao Yingqi was really not polite, took the drink and teased: "I helped you today, so I was invited to drink a bottle of drink to pass away?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun shrugged: "That's all I need, sister, you can just take it, and I'll invite you to a big meal when I have money!" ”

"Okay, then I'll make a note of it!"

Zhao Yingqi unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, a cool stomach, and suddenly felt much refreshed, before he said casually: "Little slippery head, have you seen an old man wearing a Taoist robe when you set up a stall here today?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun replied: "Of course, I still have a hexagram!" ”

Such a neat answer made Zhao Yingqi stunned.

With his expression, he felt that this was an unexpected joy, so he came to ask with interest: "When did you see it, what did the old Taoist do, and where did he go?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun said: "I don't know the specific time when Lao Dao came to set up a stall, but I saw that he was around three o'clock, and this strange old man threw the stall and played a few games of chess with others, and lost in a row, so he pulled me to give me a free hexagram."

Later, Uncle Guo asked him to tell the hexagram again, there are more people here, I am busy with the stall, and I didn't pay attention to when the old road closed the stall and left! ”

Zhao Yingqi looked surprised: "Oh, Lao Dao also gave you a hexagram for free, what did you say?" ”

"It's not the same as the usual fortune tellers, saying that I can be admitted to a key university with a good fortune, and my fortune is also prosperous, and I will make a small fortune recently, but there will be a catastrophe next, and there will be a bloody disaster and the like......"

Zhao Yingqi couldn't help but laugh when she heard this: "Then do you believe it?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun pursed his lips: "What do you say?" ”

Zhao Yingqi didn't ask to the end: "Okay, you answered quite honestly, you know where that Uncle Guo's house is, I'll go there and ask?" ”

Honest ghost, although Tu Xiaoxun said the truth, but there are some places where he did not reveal the truth, he is not stupid, he didn't dare to talk nonsense if he didn't understand the purpose of this female police officer.

"Unit 3 of Building 7 of the old Qinghua Community opposite, I don't know how many floors I have!"

After explaining the residence of Uncle Guo's family, Tu Xiaoxun asked curiously: "Sister Zhao, what are you doing with that old man, he shouldn't have done anything, right?" ”

"Lao Dao didn't do anything, it's just that he has a little connection with another person I'm investigating, you'd better accept your curiosity!"

After that, Zhao Yingqi took out a business card and handed it to Tu Xiaoxun: "Okay boy, if you have any clues about the old way, remember to call me personally, next time I will invite you to dinner, bye!" ”

"Bye-bye!"

After seeing Zhao Yingqi drive into the old Qinghua community across the street, when Tu Xiaoxun turned around, he noticed that there was a building opposite, as if someone was standing at the window staring at him, and one person was still taking pictures with a mobile phone in his hand, and then closed the window.

Tu Xiaoxun only felt a little inexplicable.

Could it be that he became popular on the Internet, and some people recognized him in reality?

Thinking of Gu Yunsheng's reminder, let's keep a low profile.

Thinking like this, Tu Xiaoxun pushed a tricycle like a hill and slowly entered the community to go home.

……

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the surrounding area of the community without street lights is relatively quiet and dark.

A room in Building 2 of the old Qinghua Community was lit with dim lights, and a black shadow stood still by the window under the dim light, like a sculpture.

Finally, after the lights of the car came on in the community and a police car roared out of the community, the shadow moved, and the curtains of the room were quickly closed.

The house was a mess with simple decoration and not wealthy, and it was a mess, and in the northeast room lay a corpse on the bed, with its hands hanging on the edge of the bed, still dripping blood slowly, which was shocking.

Someone in the room breathed a sigh of relief: "Stunned, that policeman is gone?" ”

"Brother Cong, let's go!"

Brother Cong: "That's good, it seems that she didn't come at us, pack up our things and leave here quickly!" ”

Stunned: "The kid who set up a stall to sell cold drinks looked at us, it seems that he is very familiar with the policeman, will we be exposed?" ”

"Well, then let's do it, you deal with the scene and the corpse and go to find out the situation, if you really can't do it, you will do that kid to prevent future troubles, I will go to Mr. Hong first and hand over the things to him, and when I get the money, I will immediately buy a ticket, wait for you in the old place, and we will go abroad tonight!"

"Okay, code contact!"

Brother Cong left first.

Stunned, he began to dispose of the corpse, seeing that it was dressed so shabby, he couldn't help but scold: "Your mother, just such a poor ghost, and Mr. Lao Hong has to spend a lot of money to hire us to kill you to get a worthless, useless shabby thing, it's really boring!" ”

After setting up the scene as a suicide scene, the stunned man casually put the mobile phone he had used to take photos into the pocket of the corpse, and carefully restored the facilities in the house.

Erased all the traces that might have left fingerprint clues, took off the bloodstained gloves and put them in his pocket, took out a new pair of gloves and put them on, took out a pistol and opened the safety bullet and loaded it on his waist, and took out the dagger to wipe it before leaving the room and swaggering to the opposite cotton mill community.