Chapter 208: Who is behind the scenes?
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After making a decision. The fat policeman sent me to the guest house of the Shinan Branch. Let me stay there first. for tomorrow night's action.
After staying in a guest house. The fat cop left after a few greetings. Said to be busy with work. I guess I went home and went to sleep.
Stay in the room of the guest house. Idle. Boring excessively. I'm going to draw more charms. Just in case tomorrow night. Erbao is idle. Play on your own. Watch a boxing channel in a while. I'll find a screaming horror movie or something.
"Baby," I sat on the bed and snapped my toes to call it.
"Uh-huh"
"What do you think about the case of finding an eight-year-old boy who killed his whole family?"
"That's not like us lonely ghosts. It's so miserable. Make somebody's blood boil. It was I who looked at the murder scene in the photo. My heart trembles."
"Then you've been wandering all these years. What is the scariest thing that has happened. I asked, staring at Erbao with intently eyes.
"That's when I met you"
"Damn" I grabbed the stinky socks and threw them at Erbao:
"You're not going to be happy. I'll send you away."
"Oops. Top dog. You're serious. I haven't had enough of it. How could it be possible," Erbao said with a stupid smile.
"Oops," I sighed. By the way, let Erbao change the TV to the boxing channel.
"An eight-year-old boy actually took a long knife and slashed the whole family. How did he do it? Ay. Two treasures. I regret that I got into this yin and yang business in the first place. Isn't that embarrassing with yourself? β
"Two treasures. I think we'll be charlatans in the future. I'm in Ming. You're in the dark. It's like talking about cross talk. I teased. You're laughing. It's a lot of money."
"Boss. Don't be discouraged. I think you were born to be Mr. Yin and Yang's material. You see you draw a spell dragon flying phoenix dance. It's like a shell crawling. You don't even think it's really effective against that filthy thing."
"Damn. You can't spit ivory out of your mouth. You know I'm going to draw these pictures easily. You think Master has taught me the Eight Classics. I stole all this from Master. I bought it with my life. You give me the to be born. Lao Tzu is not for the livelihood and begging for a daughter-in-law. I need to play with my life. β
"But. You've done it all," Erbao looked at me very innocently and said cutely.
"I did it all. What I did. "I sulked.
"Woman, you've found it. You see that Jinglin looks like a ghost......"
"What," I slapped and slapped Erbao in a daze.
"Boss. No. It's okay for you to listen to me. I mean, my sister-in-law looks like a ghost. Don't you have a saying called 'A Chinese Girl Who Leaves the Soul?'" I. That's what I mean."
"A Chinese ghost story. I'm in love with a female ghost."
"Yes. Didn't you still be a brother to me? β
"Grass. I've been taken into the ditch by you," I said, rubbing my temples.
I walked to the window and looked down from the fifth floor. A sad feeling overflowed in my heart:
"Two treasures. I doubt it now. I'm not going to do this in the future. Now that I think about it. I feel like I'm sorry for it. Every day. Pin your head to the waistband of your pants and push forward. Maybe. One didn't pay attention that day. Life is gone."
Erbao listened to my light and breezy description. No speech was made. Instead, they kept staring at me.
"Every day. are in danger of leaving. Every day. It's all about dealing with the most evil things. This feeling. I'm really enough. Tired. A lot of the time. I'm fantasizing. If. At this time, I didn't do Mr. Yin and Yang. Am I also hiding in a strange city to work? Dry the dirtiest. The most tiring job. Earn that pitiful salary. Not even respected. But. At least. I mean, at least. In that case. I can live with peace of mind. Do not worry. I can't see tomorrow's sun yet. Maybe. It's in a split second. I was buried by the starlight in that bleak cold night...... It's pathetic. It's so sad."
"Boss" Erbao wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
"Two treasures. Don't dissuade me. There was no turning back from the bow. Since. Flowing in this muddy water. I won't be able to go ashore. Master warned me before I apprenticed. There is no way back in this industry. It. It's like a dead end. Once inside. You can't turn around. Can't look back."
"Boss. You're talking too deeply. I don't understand," Erbao said with a very confused look at me.
"Damn. I should have sent you to reincarnation."
Erbao shrugged. It's still that bitter and innocent expression.
"Hey. That's right. Baby. What do you think of this case? β
"I'm standing and watching"
I flew up and kicked at Erbao. Erbao didn't dodge either. It doesn't hurt to kick it anyway. It doesn't bother to hide either.
"What does an eight-year-old represent?" Erbao suddenly spoke.
"What. What do you want to talk about. I tightened my gaze.
"Eight-year-old representative. Clean. Chaste. So. Many evil spirits can easily inhabit their bodies. Why are bad people bad. Is that. They feel that they are invincible. So. Anything hurtful can be done. Evil spirits never enter such spirits. Because. They are dirty. A bad stomach. You never know what's going on in the bad guys' minds. What bad things to do. So. Evil spirits cannot control such bad people. Never touches either. Main. It's just that you can't control them effectively. So. Say. The cleanest of minds, the simplest the child, the easier it is to be controlled. It's also the easiest to be deceived."
"I know a thing or two about this. What I can't think about right now is. Who borrowed the little boy's hand. Killed so many people in the boy's family. β
"What does he want? Stumped. Stumped. He even wanted to use the souls of these people. You can't be guilty of killing people in such a vicious way. β
"Is he discouraged? So. Where does his anger come from? Who the hell is he? Or. What the heck. "This is a series of questions. It tormented me.
Await. The long wait. From night to day. I really want to get out of here. But I can't. Something promised. How can it be reversed. Moreover. It's to cooperate with the police. If. I dare not accompany you. They must not get rid of me right away. I'd better get acquainted.
After a night. After dawn. Morning. The fat cop came to the guest house. I had just gotten out of bed. Didn't sleep well last night. That's why I got up early.
After the fat cop came. Shh I express my gratitude. And then. Went to breakfast with the fat cop. After breakfast. The fat policeman did not go to work at the Shinan Branch. It's here to stay with us. I reminded him. Say, 'You're busy.' Leave us alone'. He replied. I'm at work. This is the most difficult and vicious case in the hands of our criminal investigation brigade. If. The case could not be solved. We basically don't have to go back to the bureau to get back to our lives.
"That's right," I don't know why. I smiled awkwardly.
"Hey. That's right. Master Shao. Do you have any other directions? Let's look into it."
"Officer. Don't make fun of me. What direction do I have," I said, smiling wryly and touching my face.
"It's ridiculous to say. It's ridiculous for us. If we can't solve a case, I'm looking for a kid like you to help us. Isn't it. It's a little naΓ―ve. β
"Officer. You can't trust me," I was a little angry.
"Little brother. That was not what I meant. I think we're incompetent. I'm going to have to embarrass your kid."
"If you want to say it's embarrassing, it's really not embarrassing. Nor is danger my worst fear. Because. I've gotten used to it over the years. I haven't experienced any winds and waves with Master. What worries me most now is the real murderer. Invisible and invisible. I can't find it. Let him go unpunished. For the sake of the world. We found him sooner. Maybe. You can die a few fewer people. β
"Skinny Monkey and I don't think so. Can. We are in the light. He's in the shadows. It's so hard to find the murderer."
"We've got to get him out. I couldn't find him for a day. We'll look for two days. Not for two days. One month. No way. Just half a year. Since he dares to play. We dare to spend so much with him. In the end, we will definitely win."
"I believe you are an honest child. Moreover. You are a senior disciple of Master Shao Xingze Shao. Crack the case. Just around the corner."
"The officer is serious. Master taught me in the past. As long as there is injustice. You have to fix it. There is no escaping. Don't be a coward. Nor can they betray their conscience. Since then. I just remember what I had to do. In spite of. How the vicissitudes of the world have changed".
"I was really touched by your attitude. How embarrassing are you to make me a policeman? You're really my role model."
"Don't dare to be. Don't dare to be. We're just doing our job."
Afternoon. At four o'clock. The skinny officer appeared at the guest house. He seemed to be in a good mood. He pushed the door open. No pleasantries. Just saying:
"Come with me. I'll take you to eat something delicious."
The fat policeman got up from the bed and yelled excitedly:
"Head. What are we going to eat. β
"Go to the barbecue street. Drink beer on skewers. Good or not"
"The Iron Rooster is finally willing to shed his hair"
"you. What nonsense. You don't want to go. β
"Of course. went. The head arranges the field, and our subordinates dare not go."
"So. Let's go."
The three of us walked out of the guest house. Erbao followed us not far away. The jeep was parked right in front of the guest house. We got in the car. The fat cop quickly drove us to a barbecue street in Shinan District. This point in time. Less than the end of the day. It's less than dinner time. So there are very few people.
We got off the bus and sat down. The fat officer ordered some skewers and tripe pot. and some roasted vegetables. There are so few guests. We ordered something and it was on the table very quickly.
The four of us looked at each other. Even if they can't see Erbao. Except for the two treasures. The three of us looked at the big meat skewers in front of us and thought about the murder scene in the photo. Not to mention eating. I want to vomit if I don't eat it.
After a few sips of strong tea, the skinny policeman. Said a little unpleasantly:
"Are we in the wrong place today?"
The thin policeman's voice did not fall. I saw the fat policeman just eat the skewers in his mouth and spit them out. And then. Complain:
"Head. You killed me. As soon as I ate it, I spit it out in my mouth. You're playing your iron again. Are you afraid of spending money? Which pot is not opened, which pot is you"
"Shut up," the skinny cop almost slapped the roasted eggplant in the fat cop's face.
"Let's go. We don't eat it. Change places"
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