Tracking Criminals (1)
Yin Nana's case was reported by major newspapers overnight, occupying most of the newspapers and magazines. The three criminals also received the sentences they deserved, and Duan Hui and his firm became famous overnight. The society was shocked by the murder of Yin Nana, but the pace of crime did not stop.
on the subway station
"Next time you go out to buy something, you don't have to go out with everyone." Duan Hui lifted his sore arm, the weather was getting colder, he shivered coldly, moved his neck and shrunk into the collar. He and Qin Hao carried large and small plastic bags and stood aside waiting for the subway to enter the station. Bai Dijun held the little monster in one hand, and swiped the circle of friends with his mobile phone in the other, showing a happy smile from time to time. The circle of friends is full of messages sent by some friends to send greetings, and since the firm's repeated cases have been reported, Bai Dijun has also become a celebrity.
"Emperor, when will you send us a photo of Duan Hui and Qin Hao, can we go to the detective agency to find you?" The voice sent by the other party, Bai Dijun answered them one by one, and he was overwhelmed. "Of course not, we're very busy, okay, okay, we're going to be busy, bye, mua (Internet term, pronunciation of kiss)" Bai Dijun put the phone into the diagonal bag, raised his head and looked at Duan Hui, who was rolling his eyes, and Qin Hao, who was about to fall asleep, snickered for a while, scratching the little monster's head and looking left and right.
A gust of wind blew, and the subway came to a steady stop in front of them. The door opened, Duan Hui elbowed Qin Hao, who was in a daze, and Qin Hao turned around and hurriedly followed. At this time, an aunt rushed in with a shopping bag in her hand, and accidentally knocked all the things in Duan Hui's hand to the ground. Auntie's things were also scattered all over the place, and Auntie quickly picked up her things and ran towards the subway without looking back.
Duan Hui wanted to say something, but the aunt had already squeezed in, and all the words were swallowed into his mouth with the wind. He crouched down to pick it up, and by the time he stood up, the subway had already left. Bai Dijun and Qin Hao stood helplessly in the subway, looking at Duan Hui, who was getting smaller and smaller, shaking their heads and sighing.
"Well, forget it." Duan Hui's face is an embarrassing word. At this time, Duan Hui's mobile phone suddenly rang. He put all the bags in his left hand into his right hand, and pulled his phone out of his pants pocket, "Hey? Duan Hui. "It's Xu Shen's voice." Aha, Xu Shen, what's wrong? Duan Hui was holding the bag in both hands, and his ears were resting on his shoulders and holding his mobile phone. You come to the xx district, xxx street, we are in trouble. ”
"I'm right around here." Duan Hui said. He walked outside, "I'll take a taxi, you wait." ”
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