Seventeen Games

Evening wind. Always pleasant. Warm breeze blowing on the face. Look at the brilliant lights under your feet. Wan Li stood alone in his office on the top floor of the head office building. He went home. Saw Dad's body too. But he escaped. It's not because of those cumbersome hypocritical socializing. It's that I'm too tired. Sadness. Liability. Contradiction in that moment. It's as if all the burdens of the world are on your young shoulders. Wanli took a deep breath. Look up at the clear glass. Those colorful neon lights decorate the city exceptionally brightly. Lay your head down. A trace of sadness slowly eroded his heart.

"Young Master. There's your phone." Then. The sound of a smartphone comes from the desk.

"Yes. Come in."

"Hehehehehe. Hello. Detective Wanli. No. It's time to call you Chairman Wanli. What do you think. What does it feel like to be the boss?" On the other end of the phone. A strange voice came from an apparently processed one.

It's as if a sharp needle is piercing straight into a nerve. Wan Li almost jumped:

"Who are you?"

"Huh. I wrote it in my letter to you. The question about who I am. I advise you that there is really no need to waste time guessing. I'm just a nobody. Hehe. Mr. Wan. You haven't answered me yet. What does it feel like to be the boss?"

"It's you bastard."

"Don't get excited. Mr. Wan. I remember that Tang Peng, a legend in your detective world, seems to have a saying: 'As a detective. You have to be calm about your feelings'. Calm down. Why don't you sit down and talk to me?"

"Wanli held back his anger. Try to calm yourself down. Sit on a recliner. Quietly turn on the phone communication tracking.

"That's right. Don't try to track down where I communicate. Since I dare to call you, it means that I must be ready. I'm sure you, who used to be a great detective, wouldn't be stupid enough to do such useless work."

Wan Li looked at the communication tracking results. Sure enough, it didn't show up." What are you sons of you calling here for?"

"Huh. Don't have such a big preconception about me. I'm actually a pretty good person. I'm actually very guilty about your father's death. But I've sent you a warning letter before. If your abilities are sufficient. I believe your father won't die either. Hehe. You say no."

It was like a thunderbolt from a sunny day hitting the top of the head. Wanli froze. At that moment. He couldn't find any reason to refute:

"What do you want?"

"Huh. This is a bit of a detective and a boss. I just want to play a game with you."

"What a game."

"The rules of the game are simple. Let me tell you exactly what I'm going to do next. How and when. You go to stop it. You can ask your detective partner Li Han for help and other helpers. If successfully blocked. Just you win. If not. Hehehehehe"

"Location. time."

"Can you see the 'Ho Tian Hotel' across the street from you. Isn't it?"

"Time."

"Ten o'clock tonight."

"What. Tonight."

"Huh. Don't be so surprised. I've never been a big fan of procrastination. As for the method of attack. Or my favorite explosives. Hehe. Don't you think that strong smell of gunpowder smells good. Hehe. Bye. I'm looking forward to seeing you in the evening."

Wan Li hung up the phone vigorously. Clenching your teeth hard. Bands of green tendons bloom on the arms. My whole body trembled with anger.

"Young Master." Then. The smartphone rings again." Mr. Liu about tonight's 'Tears of the Queen' exhibition. There are some details I would like to discuss with you."

"Get out."

"Ahh Young Master"

"Tell him to get out." Wan Li roared at the phone. The other end of the phone was so frightened that he hurriedly hung up the phone. Wan Li slumped weakly on the recliner. Confused eyes look at the ceiling. All of a sudden it feels so cold. So lonely

Window. A pleasant warm breeze is still blowing. Feet. It's still brightly lit

Wan Li stood up weakly. Walk to the bedside. I looked at my watch. 6:28 a.m. He looked up blankly. Looking at the beautiful city with the night view and the luxurious "Haotian Hotel" opposite, the consciousness in my mind gradually became blurred. games

Eighteen final showdown

(Ssangyong Detective Agency)

"Hey. Wan Li. What's wrong. Yes. You go on to say"

Li Han put down the phone. Stammered and told everyone what Wan Li said. Everyone else was taken aback. They all looked at the clock. 6:40. I can't help but look at each other. A dazed face. Helpless. But Tang Peng and Cheng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Smile easily.

Chang Jing looked at the two of them. Finally couldn't help but ask:

"Husband. Cheng Shuai. It's a strange reaction between the two of you."

Tang Peng smiled and didn't answer. Cheng Shuai was stunned. stared at Chang Jing strangely for a long time. Suddenly two lines of tears flowed:

"Brother Cheng Shuai. It's been five years since I called Sister Chang Jing."

Screaming. Cheng Shuai suddenly exaggeratedly opened his hands and hugged Chang Jing

"Bump". Touch." Bump" A crisp boxing sound mixed with the sound of collision sounded. Cheng Shuai has been shoeed. Bench. Teapoy. Punch to the ground. Then Sakura and Liu Min dragged Cheng Shuai away from Chang Jing like dead dogs

"Li Han. Bi Chengcheng. You two go over and help Wan Li. "Tang Peng paused. After thinking for a while, he continued. LIU Min. Excuse me to accompany them. I'm afraid of any danger."

"Yes." Liu Min looked at Li Han and Bi Chengcheng. Nodding at Tang Peng.

"Crystal. Sakura. You stay in the detective agency."

"Yes. I can't help much anyway. I'll stay in the detective agency with Sister Chang Jing. I don't know if there's still business coming to the door."

"But. . . Husband. Then where are you and Brother Cheng Shuai going?"

Tang Peng smiled slightly. He didn't answer.

"Brother Cheng Shuai" heard those words. Cheng Shuai, who was still on the ground, suddenly rose up again.

"Bump". Cheng Shuai, who had just gotten up, was beaten down by Sakura and Liu Min again

(Haotian Hotel)

Liu Min and Bi Chengcheng stood at the door of the heroic "Haotian Hotel". Both of them were shocked by the luxurious loading and momentum of the hotel. Li Han, who had lived here before, didn't think (the first part of the second case) just pulled them inside. Wan Li was waiting for them inside.

"You're finally here. Come. A temporary room has been arranged for you. I've spoken to the person in charge here. But he didn't quite believe my words. I refuse to suspend business. There is no way. It looks like we're going to have to succeed this time."

Several people stopped and looked at each other repeatedly, wearing suits and ties. Wan Li, who changed to a neat hairstyle. He doesn't seem to recognize him anymore. After a while. Li Hancai stammered slightly:

"You've had plastic surgery."

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"A man depends on his clothes. Buddha relies on gold" Bi Chengcheng also looked up and down in surprise. And rub your eyes from time to time." Are you really Wanli?"

Liu Min also stepped forward and looked at Wan Li with a smile. Smiled and nodded:

"I can't see it. After wearing this outfit, you actually transformed. He's a handsome guy."

"Your room is on the second floor. I'll take you there." Wanli sweated for a moment. led them upstairs into room 206." This is Li Han and Bi Chengcheng's room. Sister Liu Min's room is in room 204 next door. It's the key."

Liu Min took the key. looked at Wanli again:

"Huh. Hours no see. You've matured a lot. This is your father's death."

"Sister Liu Min" Wan Li stopped Liu Min's words. Nodding at her slightly. I'm fine."

"That's good"

Wanli took a deep breath. Then he calmly turned his head and said to Li Han and Bi Chengcheng:

"About the attack. The murderer gave a time and place. There are also methods. No more tips. That means we only know now that the killer will bomb this place at ten o'clock. Nothing else is known. The place where the bomb was placed. Detonation site. Quantity size. We don't know how to plant the bomb."

"No. I don't think it's that complicated," Li Han planted headlong on Simmons. Put your hands on your head." Based on the promptings of the previous 'Death Prophecy Letters'. The murderer's modus operandi is simple. It's just a matter of detonating a pre-planted bomb. So we're going to do the first step now. It should be to investigate the tenant records of the past few days. Since you want to blow up here. The amount of explosives carried must be not small. So just look into the records of guests who move in with a lot of items."

Wan Li nodded. Then take out two documents and put them in front of them:

"I've thought of this for a long time. This is the guest record I want to be in charge of. You see. There is also a drawing of the architectural model of this hotel. I've seen it. You want to do as much damage as possible. The power room responsible for the power supply is the best place to place the bomb."

Bi Chengcheng took the information. It is the first time to encounter a case with such a heavy responsibility. He couldn't help but be a little nervous. Look at that thick piece of information. He swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva:

"Then why don't we go investigate the power room?"

"Brother Cheng. It's not that simple. What the murderer's purpose was, we still don't know. The power room is just the point of explosion that will cause the most damage. But in case the murderer's purpose is not to cause maximum damage to the hotel. But for some other reason."

"This"

"Yes." Wan Li nodded. wiped the sweat from his forehead." So now we are on the extremely disadvantaged side. Although reluctantly. But I had to use most of the group's human and material resources to monitor and investigate this hotel. I'll be notified as soon as there's anything suspicious. That's right. What did the teacher and Cheng Shuai do they do? On the phone you say they're not coming. Why?"

"This" Li Han looked at Bi Chengcheng. I looked at Liu Min again. Shrugged his shoulders helplessly. They didn't tell us either. Just say the fish took the bait."