Chapter 0029 It Takes No Effort to Get It
The left ear jumps, there are good things, the right ear jumps, it is a bad thing, both ears jump together, good things are also bad things, and bad things are also good things.
This is the fundamental reason why Xiang Tianliang has repeatedly turned evil into good fortune and blessed by misfortune.
Now the left ear jumped twice so gently, which greatly inspired Xiang Tianliang's thinking.
This set of "Qinghe City Chronicles" is unlikely to be Liu Qingqing's.
Xiang Tianliang has been very interested in anecdotal gossip since he was a child, after coming to work in the Construction Bureau, once in the newspaper, he saw the news of the publication of the first set of five-volume "Qinghe City Chronicles" in Qinghe City, he wanted to get a set, and only after inquiring did he know that the first edition of "Qinghe City Chronicles" was only printed in 1,000 sets, which was an internal trial issue, not for sale, and was a gift, and the object of the gift was strictly limited to cadres at or above the county level, as well as superior leaders, some retired cadres, celebrities and dignitaries from Qinghe at home and abroad, as well as the city's library, Youth activity centers and schools above secondary school.
Liu Qingqing is the head of the City Yue Opera Troupe, the administrative level is only the Fu section level, according to the regulations, she can't get the "Qinghe City Chronicles" as a gift, although she can get a set with her fame, but Yu Feilong, as a husband, already has it, she doesn't need to go to the back door to owe people a big favor.
The set of "Qinghe City Chronicles" in front of you should be Yu Feilong's.
Strangely, Yu Feilong's things are rarely able to enter Liu Qingqing's room.
Did Liu Qingqing want to see it, Yu Feilong sent her? No, Xiang Tianliang knows that the two of them look like each other, they have different dreams in the same bed, just like a nominal husband and wife, Liu Qingqing has many rules, one of which is definitely not to be a flying dragon.
Xiang Tianliang picked up the set of "Qinghe City Chronicles" again, and looked at the book carefully, it was indeed the first edition, and it was also printed with the two red letters "Gifts".
When I was in college, there was a course in criminal investigation reasoning, which was taught by an old expert from the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, and one of the courses was called "Bible Killing", which left a deep impression on Xiang Tianliang.
It is said that in a Western country, a prosecutor was chased and killed by the mafia, and after being injured and hospitalized, the police kept his ward under strict protection, but a day later, he was still killed on the hospital bed with a miniature silent pistol, and after investigation, no one else visited within a day, only the priest's friend of the dignitary, so the pastor was arrested as a suspect, but how was the pistol brought into the ward.
The two police officers on duty at the time confirmed that they searched the pastor's entire body, including his hat and shoes, and that he could not have carried a pistol the size of a palm.
At this time, an old detective categorically pointed out that you have neglected one thing on the pastor, which is the Bible, and the pistol was hidden in the Bible.
The police quickly attacked, and sure enough, a Bible was found in the garbage heap of the hospital, the pages of the Bible were hollowed out, and a miniature silent pistol was placed inside, both the Bible and the gun had fingerprints left by the priest, and the bullet on the deceased was also marked with a pistol......
This story flashed through Xiang Tianliang's mind and immediately inspired him.
Xiang Tianliang picked up the "Qinghe City Chronicles" and put it on the desk, looked at it with the help of the lamp, and memorized the appearance so that it could be used when recovering.
Then, he carefully untied the red rope, separated them one by one, took the book strips, put them on the desk, and gently opened the first one.
With it, Xiang Tianliang's eyes lit up, and then he was ecstatic.
The pages of the 16-carat "Qinghe City Chronicles" have been hollowed out, and in the empty position, there is a 24-carat notebook, blue plastic skin, and five bronzing words printed on the cover: Serve the people.
Can't be wrong, the notebook is the handwriting of the old director, Xiang Tianliang, who studied criminal investigation, is very sensitive to this aspect, and he can see it at a glance.
Xiang Tianliang quickly found the red notebook and the yellow notebook in the other two "Qinghe City Chronicles".
There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.
Three notebooks were stuffed into Xiang Tianliang's waist, their area and volume were a bit large, and they couldn't fit in their pockets.
Xiang Tianliang took a costume, carefully wiped the five copies of "Qinghe City Chronicles" to prevent leaving his fingerprints, wiped them and folded them together, and prepared to restore the original state.
Suddenly, he became curious, picked up each copy of "Qinghe City Chronicles", put it to his ear and shook it vigorously.
There were four books that were silent, and only the fifth volume of the "Qinghe City Chronicles" made a slight noise when it was shaken.
Xiang Tianliang sighed, blaming himself for being careless, he had already checked it just now, but he only checked the first dozens of pages.
He opened the fifth volume of "Qinghe City Chronicles", carefully flipped through it, and finally made a new discovery.
In the middle of the book, dozens of pages have been hollowed out, and where they have been hollowed out, there are five bank passbooks.
(At that time, there were no bank cards, and there was no real-name system.) Xiang Tianliang didn't open the bank passbook, thought about it, gritted his teeth, and put it in his pocket first.
He had no idea of keeping it for himself, but he wanted to use these bank passbooks as a lethal weapon against the Wyvern.
That's it, it's time to evacuate.
After using professional means to erase the traces of his own visit, and then examining the whole operation with an expert eye, Xiang Tianliang returned to the bedroom.
Unexpectedly, Liu Qingqing talked in his sleep again.
"Dawn...... You, you're so good...... Hug my sister, hug my ...... Sister likes, likes you......"
Xiang Tianliang's footsteps were frozen.
"Dawn, you have no conscience...... Sister, sister treats you so well...... You don't even come to see my sister, and you still hide from my sister......"
Xiang Tianliang sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Liu Qingqing's pretty face, and couldn't help but lean down and kiss it on the snow-white face.
Suddenly, two outstretched jade arms suddenly surrounded Xiang Tianliang's neck.
"Sister Liu, you, are you awake......"
"Don't talk."
Liu Qingqing hugged Xiang Tianliang and kissed wildly.
Finally, they hugged and kissed.
Xiang Tianliang involuntarily fell on the bed.
Fortunately, the sound of the clock on the wall woke up Xiang Tianliang, who was about to be drunk.
He slammed Liu Qingqing away, "Sister Liu, there was a thief in your house just now." ”
"Giggles, you're a thief, a thief who steals people."
"Really, believe it or not." Xiang Tianliang unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a scar on his left shoulder, "I was beaten during the fight just now. ”
Liu Qingqing believed it and sat up quickly, "What about the thief?" ”
"I beat you away." Xiang Tianliang didn't say a few thieves, because he couldn't figure out whether he was a thief or not.
"Didn't steal anything, did you?" Liu Qingqing's face changed.
"I don't know." Said to the sky.
"I'm sorry, Tianliang, are you alright?"
Xiang Tianliang shook his head, "I'm fine." ”
At this time, there was a sound of car horns outside the house, which startled Xiang Tianliang and Liu Qingqing.