Fengning City!

Prefecture-level cities in Yuanhai Province, following the country's great stride development, are medium-sized cities with relatively developed economies and high per capita consumption levels. Compared with the big cities at the provincial capital level, Fengning City is different in population and area, and it started a few years later.

A thriving and thriving city.

The camera zooms out to a small three-story building, a slightly dated apartment building two blocks away from the city's main thoroughfare, next to the wet market, with the only greenery being a creeper on the back wall.

Loving Family Apartment!

The first floor is rented out as a store, noodle restaurant, spicy hot, grain and oil dry seasoning, and the upper two floors are residential apartments. A direct corridor with door-to-door layout on both sides, and the total number of rooms on two floors is about thirty.

"Bang bang bang!"

Russell knocked on the door of No. 213 with a blank face, he is the landlord of this apartment, and today he came to talk about the renewal of the contract, if the tenant does not plan to continue to live, he will end the contract and put the room number online.

After knocking for five minutes, Russell didn't mean to stop at all, he knew that there were people inside, because the tenant was a nocturnal female anchor, and she was basically catching up on sleep during the day.

Sure enough, at Russell's insistence on knocking the door out of the hole without opening the door, there was finally movement in the house. A series of scolding greetings to relatives floated by, and the female anchor in suspender pajamas opened the door, and it took another ten seconds to adjust the focus of her sleepy eyes.

"Hey, isn't this the landlord handsome guy, what kind of wind is blowing today, and you actually knock on my door?" When the female anchor saw Russell, she immediately wrapped her hands around his arms and became angry.

The sugar content is high!

"Hee-hee, such a strong arm, I can't tell you're quite material. Actually, you can come at night, and during the day I am not in the state, and many postures cannot be unlocked. ”

Because of the suspender pajamas, the female anchor immediately revealed most of the indescribable balls after this move, but Russell ignored this, pulled out his arm, and took a step back, keeping a certain distance.

Russell did this, not because the female anchor was too ugly, she had a standard Internet celebrity face, a chin that can pierce her chest, and a pair of breasts that can be pierced by her chin, and there are many people who call her a goddess during the live broadcast. It's not that Russell's orientation is problematic, but because of the female anchor's pair of...... Uh, it's glowing when you hit it with a flashlight!

Russell has seen the ID card of the female anchor and knows that her double eyelids, melon seed face, and high nose bridge are all fake, she was originally a Chinese character face with small eyes and a collapsed nose bridge, and her beauty is like a flower because of the transformation of the two thaumaturgies.

Russell said directly: "Beauty, your lease is coming next month, let me ask you if you are ready to extend the lease, if so, you can pay half a year's rent today." ”

"I hate it, it hurts my feelings to talk about money, why don't we have an in-depth exchange, and if I'm satisfied, how about giving me a discount on the rent?" The female anchor flew two winks, not because she had no money, but because she liked to flirt with people.

Accustomed to seeing the Internet sling with stinky feet, she is very interested in Russell, a person who is not fake, and hooking up will make her feel more accomplished about her beauty.

Russell put on a smiley face: "I'm sorry, you're not my type, the artificial one is too hard!" ”

“……”

The female anchor rolled her eyes directly, pulled the sling back on her shoulder, and leaned on the door with her hands on her chest: "Let me tell you the truth, your toilet here is blocked at two ends for three days, I don't plan to continue to live, I will move out at the end of the month, and my godfather has prepared a house for me." ”

"Okay, I'll come to get the door key at the end of the month, remember to find someone to clean the room, you can also pay 100 yuan, and I'll let the cleaner clean it up." Russell was business-like, and finally added kindly: "Although the contract ends here, we still have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, and if you are abandoned by your godfather, you are always welcome to come back and move in." ”

“……”

This chat can bring out the silicone gas, and the female anchor exhaled deeply, unwilling to meet Russell, a lonely sling: "Handsome landlord, when you get the key at the end of the month, remember to come at night, don't disturb my beauty sleep during the day." And also...... Send a WeChat message to notify me in advance, I don't want to open the door for you during the live broadcast, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings among my fans, you know? ”

"No problem, let's add a WeChat first to facilitate contact!"

"Don't you have my WeChat?" The female anchor looked confused: "When I first moved here, we added friends. ”

Russell shook his head, not embarrassed at all, and said, "I've already deleted you, the last time you sent me a selfie in the middle of the night." ”

The female anchor's eyelids jumped, her hands were on her hips, and she said with a strong anger: "If you delete it, you don't need to add it again, call me to inform me!" ”

"Deleted too!"

Female anchor: "......"

After re-adding WeChat, the female anchor gave Russell's back a middle finger and slammed the door shut. There is material for tonight's live broadcast, the innocent and reserved beautiful tenant was bullied by the bully landlord, and almost lost both people and money, and urgently needed a wave of licking dog tips to comfort the injured immature heart.

……

Russell, male, 25 years old, single, no bad habits......

Being able to own a three-story apartment building in the city at a young age is a bit old, but it is also a lot of wealth, so it is definitely impossible to rely on hard work.

It was an afternoon more than half a year ago, Russell was a small police officer, and after work, his eyelids were jumping, and he had bought a lottery ticket, and then he received a phone call that his parents had been in a car accident...... Let's go.

Walking neatly, this apartment building is their legacy to Russell.

The driver who caused the accident is a well-known entrepreneur in the city, and he has also won the Outstanding Entrepreneurship Award, so he can barely be regarded as a man of the hour. The reason was that he negotiated a business with a customer at the wine table, took the female secretary to drive a drinking car, and on the way, the tiger's body was shocked, his eyes were blurred, and his hands and feet were weak, resulting in not holding the steering wheel, driving in the opposite direction and crashing into Russell's parents' car, resulting in this tragedy.

Russell's parents are gone, the entrepreneur and his female secretary are gone, the accident was dealt with quickly, and according to the results of the investigation, the entrepreneur was fully responsible. During the processing period, there was no bullying scene, and the entrepreneur's family took the initiative to take full responsibility and compensated a large amount of money, just to close Russell's mouth, not to tell the truth of the investigation, so that the entrepreneur died a little shame.

Of course, the reason why the entrepreneur's family is so happy may also be related to Russell wearing a police uniform.

Looking at the entrepreneur's father, an old man with gray hair, kneeling and crying for his son's reputation, Russell could only choose to remain silent. When people are gone, what's the point of talking about anything else.

While cleaning his parents' room, Russell found a diary hidden in the secret compartment of the bookshelf, which contained garbled prefaces, text subtracted from newspapers, and some disordered Arabic numerals.

If you are an ordinary person, you may only think it is a little strange, but Russell is a ...... The policeman, at a glance, recognized that this was not a diary, but a codebook.

This made Russell extremely puzzled, his father Luohan Tang is a middle-aged Mediterranean + beer belly + foot picker, in addition to collecting rent, he is playing mahjong. Mother Fang Yanqing is a woman with a disfigured figure, and her daily life is similar, except for collecting rent, she is playing mahjong. Just such two small people in the market, what secrets can they have, and they have specially written a code book to hide it?

Russell spent three days deciphering the codebook through the first book on each floor from the left, cross-checking it word by word according to Arabic numerals, and came to the conclusion that he was stunned, his parents were killers!

It's really a dog, with such a mysterious identity as a killer, what the hell is it to collect rent and play mahjong every day?

Masters in the folk? Big hidden in the city?

Even if you don't care about the killer's compulsion and deliberately show yourself in a low-key manner, you have to at least have a decent outfit, but Russell's parents don't even have a hairspray, let alone suits, leather shoes and sunglasses.

Thinking of his father's beer belly shaking at the slightest slap, and his mother's bucket waist, Russell felt that they were so successful in stealthily that no one would associate them with the killer. Especially his father, Luohan Tang, the first thing he does when he gets up every day is to carefully comb his Mediterranean Sea and comb the hair on both sides as far as possible in the middle.

Such a greasy middle-aged man who never dies with hair follicles every day says that he is a killer, who believes it!

Also, what kind of mentality did the killer parents have for training their son to become a police officer?

Life is more than fiction, and when Russell deciphers the codebook, he discovers a lot of information that hurts him. For example, more than half of the blind dates arranged for him by his mother Fang Yanqing are industry insiders. His ex-girlfriend, who was reluctantly transferred abroad because of work needs, chose to break up peacefully, and he was sad for a while.

"I hate killers!"

Russell covered his face with his hands, feeling this family, almost except for him, he was a killer.

After a period of depression, Russell resigned from the police force, unable to expose his parents, and had no shame to put on a police uniform again, so he simply transferred his ownership of a three-story apartment building, became a landlord, and recently learned to play mahjong.

Russell thought that this would be the end of the matter, but he underestimated his own heart to die, and out of curiosity about his parents and ex-girlfriend, he stole his father's chat account and peeped at the screen in the killer group every day.

The account is on the computer, and the password Russell tried twice and succeeded, Luo's mother Fang Yanqing's Chinese pinyin, plus Arabic numerals 520. According to Russell's understanding of his parents, when Luo's father set the password, he must have been passive.

The killer group is very lively, often turning their heads 99+, these people except for chatting about work with codes, the rest are bragging. The identities are also varied, cartoonists, film critics, photographers, script editors, and those who eat subsistence allowances are all professions with a high degree of freedom.

The most exaggerated thing is that six out of ten killers are full-time web writers.

At first, these killers all worked as freelance writers for publishing houses, but later physical books were bombarded by e-books, and publishing houses closed down on a large scale.

Russell thinks they don't tell the truth about their respective identities, and it's obvious why, if this group of people is serious, then a certain 80 percent of online writers are worth pondering. Especially those habitual eunuchs, or writers who suddenly break off the change and suddenly cheat the corpse, basically check one accurately, and they don't run away.

In the daily braggadocio of these guys, Russell gradually learns about the real lives of his parents and ex-girlfriends, who are not as tall and noble as in the movies, and who are disgusted and disgusted by the identity of his killer.

It's a pity that when they enter this industry, they don't want to get out of it with a vote, they hate their identity, but they can't get out. Unless the group leader ...... That is, the head of the head who knows the true identity of everyone is hanging, otherwise he will accept his fate in this life!

is like Russell's father, Luo Hantang, who was originally a veteran, poor and white, and was pulled into this pit by the old squad leader in order to raise money to marry Luo's mother Fang Yanqing. By the time Russell was born, it was too late for him to stop, and even Luo's mother was taken into the pit by him, where she was responsible for booking train tickets, collecting intelligence, drawing up assassination plans, and working part-time as a treasurer.

Since then, Russell has been lurking in the killer group to watch them brag, not to mention, these people are all over the world, and their favorite thing is to raise the bar, and Russell has learned a lot of unpopular knowledge in it.

……

The innermost room on the third floor of the apartment, where Luohan Tang and Fang Yanqing lived for the longest time, is also the place where Russell found the codebook, there are many secrets in this room, and everything that can be found has been cleaned up by Russell, he is worried that there are still some secrets hidden and not discovered, so he has been living here.

Russell first looked at the mobile phone he had searched out from the crack in the bedside table, showing that there were no missed calls and messages, and then put it on the side to charge, turned on the computer, logged in skillfully, and started to peep at the screen every day.

At that moment, a mechanized electronic synthesized sound sounded in the room, to be exact, in Russell's head, and no one but him could hear it.

[Please note that the third mission world is about to start, and now it is entering the ten-minute countdown, please get ready!] 】

The voice prompted back and forth three times, Russell did not respond, picked up the cigarette on the computer desk and lit one, sat quietly and did not move, he did not smoke, but sometimes he would light one to relieve fatigue.

Russell, male, 25 years old, single, no bad habits...... There is a system!