"God bless France. Li Guolou waved the top hat in his hand in a dashing manner, ready to leave.

"Mike, wait a minute, someone hanged themselves again, do you want to see if it's true or not?" Inspector Vasizo knew about the case from a report inspector and wanted him to deal with it, so he couldn't help but ask Li Guolou.

"Ah, so busy." Li Guolou, who originally walked to the door of the lobby, turned around and came back, with an excited and impulsive expression on his face, seeing that dead people are stronger than beautiful women, this kind of stimulation is not in bed.

"Let's go, not far." Vasizo flipped around in a chic manner, put on the hat in his hand, touched his mustache, and held his head high so that the people in the hotel could see what the person who solved the crime looked like.

Li Guolou looked deeply, he learned tricks again, the French superior people lead the fashion, he will follow in his footsteps, and the Qing Empire will drive fashion.

"I'll take a look too, don't you also have a friendship insurance person." Reagan couldn't bear to worry, picked up the coffee table and put on his hat, and walked out after him.

The doorman at the door didn't know each other, and he didn't look at Li Guolou, who was dragging pigtails, and stretched out his hand to ask the tall Reagan for a tip, in exchange for a glance at cigarette ash.

In the afternoon, the sun shone on the people, and the whole body was warm, Li Guolou and Vasizo strode like soldiers, Reagan trotted desperately behind, the three people were about the same height, and they were wearing the same, all of them were coats and top hats, so that people could know at a glance that the three people were members of the same team.

Li Guolou asked curiously: "Vasizo, are you usually so busy!" ”

Vasizo tilted his head and glanced at Li Guolou obliquely, and said: "You don't come to the French Concession, at this time I drink coffee and read the newspaper, you have a lot of things to do, do you know how many patrols I have mobilized for your safety!" ”

"Well, let's give you two bottles of Bourbon wine in the evening, it's always interesting." Li Guolou hurriedly bribed the other party, and engaged in public relations with superior people to talk about conduct, and high-quality red wine was shot, so that the other party could not refuse.

"Well, champagne in the evening." Vasizo touched his mustache, yearning for a sumptuous banquet and a bumper harvest in his career, he just wanted to finish the investigation of the crime scene and drink champagne early to celebrate the friendship that lasts forever.

Li Guolou and Vasizo were more energetic, and the two walked more and more, so tired that Reagan was panting behind him.

The Russian Timoshchuk family was immersed in grief, the man hanged himself, and in the study of the dead family, the old butler Skiv recounted what had happened.

Timoshchuk's family in the Russian Concession, the French Concession house is rare to live here, last night Timoshchuk did not return all night, he came here to see, it is possible that the owner Timoshchuk brought the little girl here to play, but he did not expect to see the master Timoshchuk hanging from the beam, and hurriedly reported the case, let the patrol come to see whether the master Timoshchuk committed suicide or he killed, Mrs. Yejiva dragged the four-year-old boy to cry heartbreakingly, seeing this scene Li Guolou couldn't help but think of a scene that happened when he was a child.

Vasizo asked, "Mrs. Yegiva, did your husband go to see a boxing match yesterday afternoon?" ”

Yejiva wiped her tears and said, "Yes, killing a thousand knives Mike knocked Robinson down, I think my husband probably can't figure it out, and he will come back after messing around outside for one night, but he didn't expect to die here!" ”

Li Guolou hurriedly turned his back to prevent Mrs. Yegieva from seeing his blue nose and swollen face.

Vasizo made a note in his notebook and asked, "Mrs. Yegiva, do you know how much money your husband has lost!" ”

Yajiva slurred: "I don't know the specifics, but he mortgaged the two houses we live in!" ”

Li Guolou and Reagan glanced at each other and gasped, how much money did the deceased Timoshchuk Robinson bet on.

Vasizo's face did not change, and he continued to ask: "Mrs. Yegiva, has your husband Mr. Timoshchuk bought insurance?" ”

Yagieva replied dryly, "There should be! ”

Vasizo was silent and walked into the study.

Coroner Yusufa took off his gloves, stood up and said: "The deceased Timoshchuk was strangled to death, there is only one strangulation mark, it should be hanged, but the deceased's hanging beam is three meters above the ground, plus the rope is still one meter away, there is no stool under the deceased's feet, how to hang the beam has its own problem." After speaking, Yusufa couldn't help but look at Skiff, the old butler who called the police, and suspected that Skiff had touched the scene of the crime.

The old butler Skiff hurriedly said: "It's not me who opened the door, I came here to ask the janitor to come in together, here is the apartment key lobby manager, I came in with Manager Skif, I haven't touched anything with Manager Skif!" ”

The manager of the lobby Skiff nodded and said, "Yes, we didn't touch anything, I swear to God!" ”

A Frenchman patrolled and said: "Report to Inspector Vasizo, we have looked out the window and there are no footprints!" ”

Manager Skiv in the lobby interjected: "Timoshchuk brought two large boxes over last night!" ”

Vasizo hurriedly turned around and went to the living room to look at the two large boxes, but found nothing, two large empty boxes.

The manager of the lobby Skiff turned pale and stammered and swore that he had not killed anyone, and that everything that happened in the room did not matter to him.

Vasizo looked up at the suspects, as if he already knew the answer.

Li Guolou has already seen the flaw but hesitates, the orphans and widows of the family only have one insurance policy left, should he fall into the ground.

Li Guolou stood alone at the window, looking at the sun outside, warming people's hearts and making his heart a little less murderous.

Reagan was hesitant and couldn't help asking, "Mrs. Yagiva, is your husband's insurance a U.S. Friendship Insurance Company!" ”

"It's not." Yegieva replied categorically.

"Oh!!" Reagan felt much better, and raised his voice: "Mike, what are you doing standing there!" ”

Hearing this, Yedeva finally knew who was standing in the room without saying a word, drew her sword and looked at Li Guolou angrily, stretched out her right hand and said angrily: "East Asian sick man, what are you doing at my house, get out of here, you are not welcome in my house!" ”

"Polar bear, you still want to cheat insurance, go dream, Yejiva, in the future, you can only support your family by **." Li Guolou was filled with indignation and burst into foul language.

Reagan hurriedly grabbed Yejiva and prevented Yejiva from spitting on Li Guolou's face.

"Inspector Vasizo, if you look at why there are four charcoal stoves in the study, you can figure it out." Li Guolou raised his voice.

Vasizo squatted on the ground, his hand touched the charcoal burned to ashes, why do you need four charcoal stoves in a small room, Vasizo stood up, smiled slightly, and said: "Mrs. Yejiva, don't scold, Mike is the detective I invited from the Qing Dynasty, your husband Timoshchuk committed suicide, your husband's life insurance waste paper, you have to save some money in the future!" ”

"Wow, wow, wow." Yejiwa hugged her son and cried, regretting that she had offended the detectives of the Qing Dynasty, and now even the last windfall was lost.

Vasizo said solemnly: "The deceased Timoshchuk came here last night with two pieces of ice, that is, put two large boxes, and then he lit four charcoal stoves, and then Timoshchuk stepped on the ice and hung on the beam, the room was hot, the ice turned into water and then evaporated, this is the truth of Timoshchuk's death!" ”

Vasizo looked at Li Guolou, the two people who died were killed by Li Guolou, Li Guolou was the real murderer, he squeezed his eyes narrowly, he was enough for his buddies to let go of the murderer.

Li Guolou couldn't bear to look at a mother and son who cried bitterly, everyone has their own destiny, he is the nemesis of the deceased Timoshchuk's family, he can't be a good person here, he stands here to bring hatred to the next generation, "polar bear" Russia is a natural enemy in the north of the Qing Empire, and the two countries will continue to accumulate resentment for generations.

Li Guolou's hat covered half of his face and stood on the street, but the land of the Qing Dynasty has become someone else's land, here is the witness of the sick man of Dongye, whether you win a boxing match or a war, you can't change history, you have already made a contract, don't think about regretting it in your life, in this life he can only bow his head and walk on the land of the French.

The two French hooligans recognized Li Guolou who was walking with his head down, and walked back unwillingly, jumped in front of Li Guolou and jumped around swinging his boxing, shouting: "Mike, let's have a boxing match!" ”

Li Guolou moved the brim of his hat back and said with a smile: "Two of you, you have to lie down in one round, don't embarrass the French!" ”

The two French hooligans looked at each other, not daring to throw the first punch in their hearts, and turned to look at the people on the street, and they all glared at them angrily, as if to say that the French did not know how to fight.

"The friendship between Qing and France lasts forever." A French hooligan screamed in anger, his fist turned into a slap on Li Guolou's shoulder, and he made a joke with Li Guolou.

Li Guolou hugged the two French hooligans and said loudly: "French friends, I invite you to coffee!" ”

The three of them turned into friends and walked into a coffee shop, Li Guolou didn't care that people scolded him and beat him, many of his friends didn't know each other, hooligans like to make friends, Li Guolou is a hooligan of the Qing Dynasty in his bones.

Li Guolou returned to the Victorian apartment, sat on the sofa and read an English newspaper "The Sun" sold on the street, and prepared to go out for dinner later.

As soon as she turned to the entertainment version, Xie Liya grabbed the newspaper and said coquettishly: "Mike is not allowed to read it, it says bad things about you, it's not good for me to tell the Sun reporter about you, they just took it out of context and talked nonsense, and I will never accept an interview with The Sun News in the future!" ”

"Xie Liya doesn't matter, I've seen it in the coffee shop just now, and now I'll watch it again, I think it's funny, I don't mind, I didn't think about getting promoted, making a fortune in the crowd, and being a detective by the way." Li Guolou crossed Erlang's legs and took a sip of Huangshan Maofeng, his whole body was relaxed, and people spit saliva on him, he could not flash it.

Chinese people have been insulted by foreigners for decades, and I haven't seen any patriots commit suicide by caesarean section, and the pen can be used to denounce foreigners, but the use of suicide to arouse the people is only popular in the Japanese Empire, as for the rebellion knife society, Shanghai did not dare to step further at the door of the foreign concession, and did not dare to shoot at the concession, this is the self-proclaimed patriotic and national complex knife club, the strength is not enough only patience, Li Guolou has to endure until the moment of the outbreak,