Chapter Twenty-Six: The Murderer Is a Dead Man

"I'm Wei Dingjun."

"What did you just call me?" Mo Wuwen was puzzled.

"Heavenly Master, before the new sun, it was the last madness of the demon." At this time, Wei Dingjun's face was solemn.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Wuwen is also strange how Wei Dingjun would know the demon's deadline.

"You'll find out later." Wei Dingjun handed over a business card and said, "If you have something, you call me." ”

"Phone, I even lost my phone in Dongmingshan, I have to look for it tomorrow morning."

"I'll send you home, Dongmingshan has been demonic recently, remember to carry celadon pieces with you tomorrow." Wei Dingjun seemed to know everything about Mo Wuwen.

"You are the captain of the criminal police, why do you believe these superstitious statements."

"People are the same, I didn't say I believed it."

The streets of Shunzi City in summer are full of cars and people, and when he doesn't reach the intersection, he gets off early, and he plans to go to He Tiankun's antique shop.

The door of the store is closed, according to the owner of the store next door, he has not opened for a few days and has not seen anyone else come, the antique store has not been open for three years, and it is normal to go out to hunt for treasures when closed, and the neighbors have long been used to it.

"Where the hell is he going?" He Tiankun's phone number is in the mobile phone that Mo Wuwen lost, and he doesn't know where he lives.

When he walked back, Mo Wuwen couldn't believe his eyes, Aquatic, he saw Aquatic in the crowd!

He hurried to trot over, but the crowded street was flooded and disappeared in an instant.

"How did he appear on the street when he had been dead for days? It won't be dazzling, I remember his appearance clearly. Mo Wuwen wiped his eyes, there was only a shadow of aquatic life in the prosperous world.

"Let's go home first, so that my mother doesn't have to worry." If you think about it, it's possible that you haven't rested for the past few days, so it's better to go to bed and sleep well to replenish your brain.

When he opened the elevator door, Mo Wuwen was accustomed to aiming at the ceiling, there was no little demon, and there was no news of the little demon since he went to the dragon kiln, as if it had evaporated from the world.

Everything is very leisurely, like a lazy sunset.

To make up for the awakening of Mo Wuwen, he stretched his waist to get up, ate something and went out for a walk, and slept for too long.

Unconsciously walking to a Havana bar, he decided to drink a cup of coffee to refresh himself, slumped in his chair and picked up a book to read.

"Nothing, you're there too." There was a good smell of perfume, but when he raised his head without smelling, it was Shangguan Chi Zhen who smiled at him beautifully.

"Sister Shangguan, where have you been these days, I haven't seen you."

"I went to participate in a porcelain auction in other places, and I just came back, and no one answered when I called He Tiankun these days, so I came here to see if I could find him." Shangguan Chi Zhen sat down, and he couldn't collapse anymore without hearing it, and he also straightened his waist and sat restrainedly.

"I haven't seen him in days." Mo Wuwen hesitated whether to tell her about Dongmingshan.

"Why didn't anyone answer your call?" She put down the classic LV satchel, took out a cigarette and handed it to Mo Wuwen.

"Is it that no one picks up or is it turned off?" Mo Wuwen waved his hand, he had not smoked for a long time.

"No one answered, I don't believe you." She took out her mobile phone to make a call, but no one answered, not turned off.

"I lost my phone." Mo Wuwen wondered why the phone was turned off when he was in the hospital, if someone picked it up, it would definitely be a change of calling card, it seems that this mobile phone is also a little weird.

"Cool summer, thank you," Shangguan Chi Ji said softly to the enthusiastic waiter.

"Cool summer stuff."

Would you like to have a drink too? Tastes good, red mulberry juice, mint juice, soda, ice cubes. ”

Mo Mo heard a squeak, "Oh." But his eyes were drawn to the loud quarrel at the gate.

"I'm looking for your boss!"

"Go out, go out, go out, go somewhere else if you want food, this is a bar!" The security guard seemed to be pushing someone out.

"I'm looking for your bar owner, Jia Yong." The other party was also brute force, and even the security guard was almost pushed to the ground.

This voice is so familiar, but I can't remember who it is all of a sudden, everyone has gathered around to watch the excitement, and I don't hear the two of them moving but I can see the faces of both sides clearly.

"What people, what noise." The pot-bellied bar owner swaggered over with a Havana cigar in his mouth, and he didn't know how much beer was stored in his stomach.

"You're Jia Yong?"

"What are you doing, what are you looking for me, it's okay, don't mess with me, get out of here!"

"Bah, bah, bah." The man didn't say a word and directly took out his gun and fired three shots at Jia Yong, blood splattered, and there was a strong smell of blood everywhere, and Jia Yong fell to the ground in a pool of blood before he could snort.

When the murderer left, he turned around and glared at everyone in a hurry, and Mo Wuwen saw his face clearly, oh my God, it was an aquatic life that had been dead for many days!

The screams were deafening, the tables and chairs were in disarray, the frightened people fled separately, and it was only after a long time that the brave people remembered to call the police and the ambulance.

The murder happened for the first time in Shunzi City in nearly a decade, and within a few minutes, the police car had stopped in front of the Havana bar, and the first person to step out was actually the criminal police captain Wei Dingjun.

When the scene was cordoned off and the evidence was collected on the spot, everyone said that they had never seen the murderer, and the only impression was that the murderer was dressed relatively sloppily and old-fashioned.

When Wei Dingjun's eye contact ended with Mo Wuwen, Mo Wuwen chose to remain silent, but winked at him.

When Mo Wuwen walked out of the bar, there were crowds of people everywhere to watch the excitement, and when he looked around, he could still see the shadow of Shangguan Chiji, probably frightened and didn't know where to go.

He stood in the middle of nowhere, and he knew that Wei Dingjun would definitely come over and ask what was going on.

"What do you say first?" Wei Dingjun, who lowered his voice, really came to him while people were not paying attention.

"The murderer is a dead man."

"What did you say?" Wei Dingjun almost shouted in surprise.

"It's the aquatic killing of Dongming Mountain, but the aquatic life has been dead for many days, it's inconvenient, wait for me to call you when I get home." Mo Wuwen pretended not to know and walked past him.

"Don't tell anyone about it." Wei Dingjun, who pretended to check the situation, walked around again and watched.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and on the way back, he always felt that someone had been following him, not far away.

At the beginning of the city lights, the night in the south was still full of people, so he deliberately squeezed into the crowd of people watching the square dance, secretly turned around and looked around, and did not find any suspicious signs.

He walked on until he reached the corner of the square, a gray area a little far from the streetlights, and the night was getting darker, and around the corner was a deep alley huddled between the two rows of buildings, and the tiles on the outer wall of the building sparkled unbridled in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the darkness at the entrance of the alley, and a gun appeared in front of Mo Wuwen's eyes, pointing directly at his gun.