A small restaurant with a slightly humble Sichuan restaurant. We didn't get greeted by a waiter when we entered. The fat policeman looked around and teased with a helpless expression.

'Head. I estimate the best oil and water here. That is, flies. Let's switch to another one. What's more, Sichuan cuisine is so spicy. We haven't been able to solve the case lately, and the fire is big. “

"I can give you a day off today. You can go home," the skinny cop said with a smile as he looked at the fat cop. Of course he knew what was going on in the fat cop's mind. It's nothing more than trying to say that he picks. But the fat man didn't dare to express it.

"Head. Don't bring such a playful person. It's been more than half a year, so I have a chance to kill you," the fat policeman was unwilling.

"I didn't keep you. Poor environment. You can go," the thin policeman glanced at the fat man with a dismissive glance.

"Head. You are the master. served. "The fat man stretched out his thumb like a skinny police officer.

The fat policeman picked up the menu in his hand and yelled like a bandit: "Waiter." Service ......". He just didn't raise his voice. A chef walked out of the back kitchen.

"Several. The owner wanted something to eat. You can do it. I've done it all."

"I want to eat something made with dragon meat. You can't do it. "The fat cop deliberately joked on Chef.

"This boss is really good at laughing. The dragon meat is hairy and bloody, there is really no "The chef hurriedly smiled.

"You didn't just say that. Can you do anything? ”

"This boss looks like you're taking it seriously," the chef smiled.

"That's bragging," the fat cop threw the menu on the table:

"You said you were such an upscale hotel. There is no waiter either. It's a bit unreasonable."

"It's not high-end. But this is definitely a more mid-range Sichuan restaurant in Shinan District. Though. The hardware facilities are poor. But we're good at it. And waiters. I have two waiters in the shop. But. Young go on a date. The old ones go to sleep together. No. She had an old man with a blood clot. Coma in the hospital too. I went to take care of the old man. It's all for me."

"You're here to give me a confession. Don't blow it" The fat policeman has a very heavy professional habit.

"I'm not done yet," said the chef, looking innocent.

"Alright. Don't give me nonsense. Be careful ...... my detainment. The fat policeman said proudly.

“。 Hurry up and prepare. Pick your most expensive and delicious dishes and hurry up."

"Okay. Several bosses. Wait a moment. What do you need, alcohol, tea, or anything? Just fetch it yourself," the chef said, scribbling into the back kitchen with a cigarette.

"Head. I'm going to let you break the bank today. Spending. Today, we don't have enough gas money to eat this meal. ”

"Shut up for me. If it weren't for the little brother Shao Erdan. Have your share today. The fat officer said angrily.

"Head. Good. You can do it. It's in vain that I was born and died with you for so many years. You've been buried to this point."

"Who keeps your mouth from being idle for a day?"

"Look at the serious way you look all day. I'm not funny about the atmosphere of the event. Is there any way to do this criminal investigation work? ”

"If. You put your mind to work. This homicide has long been solved."

"Head. I've put my mind to it enough. With you all these years. There is no merit, there is still hard work. What kind of person is my Song fat man. I don't have to tell myself. What's at stake. I'm always the first to rush up."

"Look at your current virtue. What's the difference with the chef just now," said the thin officer with a blank face.

"You mean I'm bragging." The fat policeman's face turned green.

"Master. You are the master. It's really convincing. I shut up. I'll shut up," the fat cop smacked his fat mouth in a gesture.

The fat and thin policeman's lips are at odds. A table of all kinds of Sichuan dishes with all kinds of colors and aromas is served. After some politeness. We started eating. In fact. As long as the fat cop doesn't speak. I didn't talk much to the skinny officer. Because. We all think about everything that could happen in the evening.

Since the operation at night is also considered a big operation. None of the three of us had ever drunk. So. The time for the meal ended very quickly. That is, it was less than six o'clock in the evening. But we survived until nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

The skinny officer glanced at the watch on his arm. Then he drank a cup of strong tea and said:

"It's almost eight o'clock. Let's go. He seemed to be a deliberate reminder.

"Let's meet at the meeting. The later the better. Especially when it's night, "I suggested.

"Dude. You're not mistaken. Are you going to be at the scene of a murder in the early hours of the morning? We're not going to play a horror house. That's a real murder house," the fat policeman was a little unacceptable.

"I know. Can. It's early. I'm afraid we're going to go in vain."

"Don't come if you're afraid of death," the thin officer said with some disdain as he looked at the fat policeman.

"Head. Don't take such a small look. When I went to the scene of the murder for a while, Lao Tzu took the lead: "The fat policeman seems to have been trying to prove himself."

"Save it. Save some effort. When you get to the scene of the murder, you can run for your life."

"My dear. I'm going to die. Am I so unbearable in your eyes? "The fat policeman looked at us with a mouth full of Tianjin flavor, and he wanted to cry without tears.

"Hahaha," the usually serious thin officer laughed. He was really afraid that the fat man would collapse after being hit.

"That. We left on time at a quarter past nine in the evening. Forward like the place where the crime occurred."

Time passes by the second. Finally the time has come that none of us will like. A quarter past nine. From here, we go to unknown dangers and journeys. Damn. It feels terrible.

Execute according to the established plan. At night. A quarter past nine. We set off from the Sichuan restaurant and went straight to the scene of the crime in Shinan District.

The crime occurred in an ordinary house in Shinan District. It is similar to the current demolition and resettlement house. There are about a dozen residential buildings. It is an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of households. But there are still quite a lot of residents.

It was about ten o'clock when we arrived. In order not to disturb the people. We parked our car on the periphery of the residential building and walked towards the residential building compound.

The fat and thin officer is the main person who handles the murder. He rushed to the scene of the murder for the first time. So. They know everything about the situation. The murder house that is looking for the scene of the murder is even more familiar.

The fat and thin policeman walked in front as steadily as Mount Tai. I followed them unhurriedly. Walk to the center of the campus. They suddenly stopped, turned back to me, and said:

"We are in front of Building Nine. The murder scene took place in room 301, unit 4, in this building. That is, what do you say about what happened half a month ago? Let's destroy the tragedy. It's on this building.

I didn't speak, because I was aware of the difference. Though. Ten o'clock in the evening. Most of the other residential buildings are brightly lit. But only this No. 9 building is lifeless. There was not a glimmer of light. Thus. This murder not only caused irreparable harm to the victim. The harm to the surrounding residents is endless. In particular, psychological trauma is even more useless.

After the murder. They are either frightened or frightened. Or go out for the night. Either move or go to relatives. It's all human nature.

The three of us plus the two treasures of the little no ghost stood at the door of the unit of Unit 4 of Building 9. The thin officer said very naturally;

"I don't know who said that. When you enter the scene of the murder, you take the lead."

"Head. You know. I've always been broken. Or are you always walking in front," the fat policeman hurriedly retreated behind me. Of course I could understand what he meant. That's to clear the way for me. There's nothing wrong with that.

"I'll do it anyway. Is it room 301 in this unit? ”

"That's right," the thin officer walked up the stairs first. I followed. The fat cop followed. And Erbao had already floated up to the third floor. It grimaced at me from above and down. My heart still trembles. Thanks. I brought this product with me, otherwise it would be another scourge.

The three of us cautiously touched the third floor. Erbao has been waiting at the door for a long time. It saw us go up. actually played through the wall. Break into the scene of the murder. Ran out again. People are so awesome. I don't care about it. When it saw me like this, it hid behind me in a proper manner.

Then. The skinny officer pulls out the key to the house. Open the door easily. Just as he gently pushed the door open. The thick smell of blood came to my face. Accompanied by a ferocious cat meow. A frightened black cat runs through the door. Because we were not expecting this unexpected situation. Hurry up and stick it to the walls on both sides of the door.

Behold. Erbao became interested in the black cat. Float up and chase after it. There's a good saying, 'Like gathers like.' People are divided into groups'. Cats use our yin-yang theory to speak. That's the evil spirit. So. A little wild ghost like Erbao sees a cat. Especially black cats are the same as seeing loved ones.

Two treasures. It doesn't matter if it's a chase. The whole hallway was filled with the sound of running. The two cops couldn't figure out why. They looked at the empty corridor and looked at me with such huge footsteps, and they all looked at me with their mouths wide open.

"It was just a black cat." I said to them.

"But the footsteps in the hallway." The fat policeman asked in a trembling voice.

"A friend of mine. It's going to chase the black cat."

"What. Your friend. "The skinny officer was unbelievable. The fat cop even suspected me of pretending to be a ghost.

Fortunately. Erbao caught the black cat. I ran back with a smoke. It choked the black cat to its death. Lift at the waist. Scolding:

"I was scared to death just now. Top dog. You say what to do. It's to strangle it. Still skinned alive"

Fat and thin unknown why. Frightened, he clinged to the wall and watched the black cat hanging in the air. There is also a transparent person babbling nonsense.

"Head. Let's get out. It's scary," the fat cop gasped.

"Two treasures. Convergence. Don't scare people."

"Okay," Erbao responded and threw the black cat out of the corridor window. Just listen to the screams of cats. The cat fell from the third floor, and I don't know if it was dead or alive.

"There are gods three feet above my head. Sure enough," the fat policeman said with a smile as he looked at me. In fact. He was already scared like a dog inside.

"Let's go in and have a look," I said, pushing open the door to the murder scene. Walk in alone. The smell of blood fills the room. Blood-soaked wall skin fell onto the scalp. It's a tingling on the scalp. And the more you go into the room. The inside is more and more like an ice cellar. We all know that our face is the part of our body that is least afraid of cold. But at the scene of the murder, it was so cold that I couldn't open my eyes. Late spring and early summer days. How could there be such a cold? One of the doorways. I don't want to say more. It is also self-explanatory4

The fat and thin policeman saw me enter the murder scene alone. I'm afraid I'm in danger. I touched it too. They had just come close to me. The wooden door to one of the bedrooms behind us came off. 'Bluff' fell behind us. The fat and thin policeman pulled out his gun and pointed it behind him.

"Who."

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