Chapter 67: Residents Hiding from Surveillance Booths

Just slapped the table, as if it hadn't happened at all.

"Eh, you come here, you come here." He smiled and beckoned to him. The other party did not move, closed his mouth tightly and did not look at him.

"Come here! So far away I'm tired of talking!! He shouted at the top of his voice, and the manager on duty immediately ran to the front and dragged the chair back before sitting down. The butt only stood on one edge of the chair.

"Two hundred thousand in three days is not a small number. Where did it come from? Team Leader Jin put away his smiling face, his face became serious, and his eyes became sharper.

The manager on duty opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, and then licked his dry lips.

Xu Langxing saw that the timing was right in the observation room, walked to the water dispenser, took out a disposable paper cup, and took a glass of water. Then he picked up the inquiry book with the other hand, walked into the inquiry room, handed the inquiry book to Team Leader Jin, and put the water cup on the table in front of the manager on duty.

He glanced at Xu Langxing intermittently several times, picked up the water cup and drank it all.

"Money is given by someone else." He looked dejected, and only said after a while.

Xu Langxing pushed the photo of Cai Shikang on his phone to him. "Is that him?"

The manager on duty sighed in his heart. Even if he doesn't want to confess, it's just around the corner to find out to him.

"He, he's hiding in a position along the bushes, I can see it clearly."

A week before Zhang Xiaoya's case.

"Brother, let's go to dinner." Colleagues greeted him.

"No, no, no." At the end of the month, he was shy and ate at the same table with his subordinates, so he naturally had to pay out of his pocket, and he was a leader after all. At the moment, the strength does not allow it, and the heart is not enough.

"Go ahead, I'll go on patrol later, my stomach is not good today."

Just as he was striding around the neighborhood in a majestic posture, he heard a movement in the grass and caught a sneaky guy.

At first he thought it was a big dog. The height is in line with a large dog or a short child. If you look closely, you realize that it's not, it's an adult squatting and moving. Squat step by step and move slowly.

This sneaky behavior, perverse demeanor, touched the professional nerves of the security manager.

He didn't say a word, and when the crouching man came to the street lamp, he looked at the man by the yellow light.

Isn't this a resident, not a thief or a thief he thinks he is. He couldn't believe it.

Even if he is a resident, he naturally has no need to worry about it. The neighborhood is theirs, and whether it is squatting or lying down has nothing to do with him. He is only responsible for the loss of property.

When he returned to the office, he kept an eye on it. Make a copy of the surveillance video of the community that night, and then delete the original. In order to prevent the target of the video that was only missing one night was too obvious and suspicious, I randomly found some other time and deleted a lot.

Chance or necessity is a matter for the philosophers to ponder.

In short, within a few days, there was a horrific homicide in that householder's house.

As soon as the case came out, the security manager became restless. The copied video is like a mine that cannot be shaken off and will explode at any time, and the ammunition is wasted in vain if it is lost. Even if you want to lose it, you have to make the best use of it, and it is cost-effective to end up with the enemy.

When the police came to make a record of the questioning, he was weak and timid, and his answers to questions were vague and vague, which caused Xu Langxing's suspicions.

"And then, you exchanged the replica for 200,000?" Team Leader Kim's muffled voice.

He took a long breath. "It's a car, he gave me a car, and I got 200,000 yuan in exchange for that car. He said he had no cash. I look at the way he looks, that is, he looks rich on the outside of a façade, and I believe him to tell the truth. So I agreed. ”

"Replica, is it still there?" Team Leader Jin stared at him intently, and Xu Langxing's eyes were becoming deep.

"Oh!" The security manager let out a mournful sigh in his throat. If he confesses this, then he will never get any chance of being rescued again.

Team Leader Kim saw through his intentions. He shifted forward. "Maybe it's not as bad as you think." He squeezed out a smile, "Aren't you considering trying to make meritorious contributions?" ”

Cha Song-ha is having lunch with Xiao Ai, an intern in the affairs department, at a coffee shop not far from the company. It's a tuna sandwich with chocolate chip muffins.

"Do you like music, Minister Che?" Xiao Ai and Cui Bigao are graduates of the same class. She has long hair that has never been dyed in the soup, and every part of her face is miniaturized, including her eyes and face shape.

Her most striking trait is that she is well-behaved. She always spoke cautiously, and the volume was very low, and the music in the store was loud enough to make sure she could hear what she was saying.

"Do you think I look like I can understand music?" Che Song Ha teased her. "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I don't know anything about it."

In front of them was a large floor-to-ceiling window, through which they could see that the trees on the opposite street had sprouted green shoots.

Xiao Ai looked like she had just killed a large bottle of liquor half a minute ago, and her face was amazingly red.

"I... I didn't mean that, I mean, single, simply like—" She scratched her head in embarrassment.

"I didn't mean that either." Che Song Ha said mischievously. "I'm kidding you. Your face is red. ”

Xiao Ai breathed a long sigh of relief and put her mind at ease. She touched her face, looking unconcerned. "Are all the arts connected? People who can draw are also very good at singing and playing the piano. ”

"It's a matter of sensibility." Che Songhe took a sip of black coffee, and the mellow and bitter taste is suitable for people who have high requirements for the purity of coffee. It is also popular among women who, like her, have a desire for refreshment and a fear of fat hoarding. "If, as you said, someone who can draw can also dance, play the piano, and sing, then she may not have enough time."

Xiao Ai lowered her head and smirked. The corners of her delicate lips bring a burst of tenderness, and with the soft voice, she gives people a gentle and gentle feeling.

"Minister Zhang Xiaoya likes music very much. In a few days, I will be in the ministry for six months. When I first arrived, I didn't understand anything, and my colleagues were cold. I asked them if I didn't understand, but if I did, it was mostly perfunctory, and I would be choked with a few words.

The minister is much better, although she doesn't have time to teach me, but if the work given to me is not too urgent, she will not rush it, give me more time to adapt. This coffee shop, she took me to twice, and she loves the music. ”

"What kind of music is this?" Che Songhe's mouth is stuffed with muffins, and there is chocolate sauce at the corners of his mouth.

"It's jazz. I remember what she said. ”

"Oh." Che Songhe nodded as if he didn't understand, and his two eyes blinked. The food on the silver plate was pushed in front of Xiao Ai by her. "Eat quickly, I'm full."

Xiao Ai looked at the food with a stunned expression. "But the minister resigned, and I came here to think of her."