Chapter 101: Murder with Passion
At the gate of the Longjiao Spark Home, a man with a scarred face had been in the shade of a tree for two hours.
For two hours, he squatted and stood, lay down or leaned, but he did not leave the place.
He had a newspaper in his hand and read it many times.
Just because of this newspaper, people passing by cast stares at him.
It's a scarce thing now, more than ten times more expensive than the electronic version.
Scarface, newspapers, when you think about it, you can't help but wonder if this man can't help but wonder if he just finished his sentence in the interstellar prison.
Because the inmates of the intergalactic prison do not have access to any electronic devices, newspapers are one of the few sources of information.
The gaze of passers-by, this man didn't care at all.
He was reading the newspaper, and he kept glancing at the gate of the Starfire Home, and he didn't have time to pay attention to passers-by.
At last, after a long stay in the shade of the tree, the man finally moved, folded the newspaper, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the gate.
......
In the community monitoring room, a tall and thin security guard burst into cheers and pushed his colleagues around him.
"Give money give money give money, I won."
His colleague, a fat man, cursed, if this man left two minutes later, he would have won.
He reluctantly took off the bracelet in his hand and handed it over, "A rotten bracelet, for you." ”
The tall man smiled, took the bracelet and put it in his pocket, "Do you want to make another bet, just bet on whether he will return to the shade again." ”
The fat man rolled his eyes, "Bet on fart, bet, don't play." ”
After speaking, he spread out on his chair and looked up at the ceiling, and did not pay attention to the monitoring anymore.
......
Zhou Zhilin was a little panicked after learning that Xiao Chenyang was not taken away by the Intelligence Section, so he asked the agents of the Intelligence Department who were investigating him that day what was going on, and the detectives asked him to come over.
He was afraid of Xiao Chenyang's revenge and didn't want to go out, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to go out with a protective shield for safety.
Before leaving the community again, he observed inside the gate for a while to confirm that Xiao Chenyang was not around, and then left the community.
But he hadn't walked a few steps when he saw a man with a scarred face walking straight towards him.
He hurriedly changed directions, but the man was still walking towards him.
Zhou Zhilin was a little panicked, Xiao Chenyang wouldn't have hired a prisoner who had just been released from prison to kill him.
He silently reached into his pocket, his fingers resting on the boot button.
When the man was still five or six meters away from him, he caught a glimpse of the man's hand in his pocket, as if he was about to pull something out.
Zhou Zhilin's breathing became short, and his fingers trembled slightly.
In the next second, the man took out a newspaper and unfolded it to read it as he walked.
Whew~ Zhou Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief, and he removed his fingers from the start button.
It turned out to be a newspaper, and it scared people to death.
Until the two passed by, the man didn't do anything.
Zhou Zhilin completely relaxed, took his hand out of his pocket, and wiped the cold sweat on his head.
It seems that I am too suspicious, too, what age is this, where did Xiao Chenyang get the courage to hire a murderer.
However, it is better to be careful and not take a public airship.
He pulled out his contact and wanted to call an airship to go directly to the intelligence department's office in the city.
At this time, he suddenly heard someone yelling and scolding next to him, and then he was pushed.
"You don't have long eyes when you walk? Tear up my newspaper. ”
Zhou Zhilin turned his head and saw that it was the scar-faced man just now, and the newspaper he was holding in his hand was torn.
Hey? I don't think I met him, is this? Touching porcelain?
This kind of person is disgusting, but fortunately, there is surveillance at the entrance of the community.
"I didn't touch you, I didn't get the newspaper, there is monitoring here, I don't believe we can go to see the monitoring records."
"It's just that you got it, and you don't dare to admit it, it's really not a thing."
The porcelain is so arrogant, dare to scold me? Zhou Zhilin was a little angry.
"What do you have to be arrogant about, get out of here, or I'll call the community security."
"Call security? What kind of thing are you? ”
As he spoke, the scar-faced man pushed Zhou Zhilin again.
"I'm your uncle, you damn you."
As he spoke, Zhou Zhilin turned his head and shouted to several security guards at the entrance of the community, "He touches porcelain, arrest him, he ......"
Before he finished speaking, the scar-faced man swung his fist and hit Zhou Zhilin's temple.
Zhou Zhilin couldn't continue what he hadn't finished talking about, and fell straight down.
The scar-faced man still seemed to be puzzled, and punched him in the head a few more times.
This next week, Zhilin is completely out of breath.
Only then did the community security react, and hurriedly shouted loudly and asked for support through the contact.
At the same time, he pulled out his weapon and rushed towards the scar-faced man.
But the scar-faced man fled immediately after making up his fist, and the speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared into the crowd after a few seconds.
A few minutes later, the police arrived and took control of the scene and the cell monitoring room.
More than ten minutes later, the black-clad detectives of the Intelligence Bureau arrived.
After copying the surveillance, they left the scene with Zhou Zhilin's body.
......
In the evening, the intelligence bureau was stationed in the temporary office of Longjiao Xingtenglong City, and an intelligence agent reported to his team leader.
"Captain, the results of the examination are out, Zhou Zhilin was hit the head and died on the spot, the body is normal, no chemical residues were found, it should be a murder of passion."
The captain frowned, "Is it so coincidental?" What about the murderer? ”
"The body was found in the bathroom of a commercial plaza 700 meters away from the place of the incident, and committed suicide, confirming that it was the murderer of Zhou Zhilin, and there is no suspicion."
The captain knocked heavily on the table, "No suspicion is the biggest suspicion, has his identity and background been checked?" ”
"It's a black account, and I haven't registered my identity."
"Black household? Isn't there no black household in Dragon Horn? ”
The agent hesitated for a moment, "Captain, the official claim is no, but, you know, some officials and big companies and big families need someone to help them deal with some things that don't see the light." ”
The captain raised an eyebrow, "How do you know so clearly?" Do you have a connection with them? ”
The detective hurriedly stood up, "Report to the captain, no, I heard a few police officers chatting." ”
"I hope you haven't, where did this Scarface come from?"
"Report to the captain, he showed up at the mall where he killed himself."
"Before? Where was he before? Didn't you find it in the surveillance? ”
The agent shook his head, "No, he first appeared in the mall that afternoon." ”
Immediately afterwards, he added, "Captain, those big people have a way to bypass the surveillance, after all, this is Tenglong City, not the imperial capital. ”
"Uh... I also heard this from the police. ”
The captain glanced at him meaningfully, "Why do you explain so much?" ”
"Report to the captain, I'm afraid you will misunderstand that I have collusion with other departments."
"Don't talk so much, tell me your judgment."
"Yes, Captain."