Chapter Seventy-Four: Arrest Failed

"Can't stand the smell of here, can you?" The pig killer had a smile on his face, and the two fat eyes on the fat face explored back and forth on Lu Qingqing's chest and lower abdomen.

This face is really disgusting and I want to beat him.

But Lu Qingqing couldn't help it, she wanted to know the answer, "Where can I buy this?" ”

"None of the sells, do you like? I'll give you one. His eyes shone obscenely, as if he could get a beautiful woman's body by sending a sleeve.

"No, master, tell me where to find this."

"I'll send you."

Damn, Lu Qingqing already wanted to fly over. She was smart after all, and took out ten dollars from her trouser pocket and handed it over, "Can you tell me?" ”

"Of course." The pig killer quickly took the money, "This thing really doesn't sell, it needs to be customized." There is a shop at the end of the construction road, where it can be made. ”

Jianshe Road, as we know, is the old street of the county, and the freehand rice paper shop is on this street, and Wu Ping has been here when he was looking for the source of Wu Chang'an's rice paper.

At the end of the street is a field, the bottom pole left after the rice harvest has turned yellow, and there is some water in the field, and a few ducks are still swimming in it, no matter how cold it is.

Sure enough, there was a blacksmith shop, and Lu Qingqing walked in.

Lu Qingqing described what she wanted to the blacksmith and asked him if he could make it. The master glanced her up and down a few times, "You also kill pigs?" ”

It seems that in this area, only the pig killer needs that sleeve.

"Buy it for my eldest brother, he kills the pig." Lu Qingqing replied. She didn't plan to reveal her identity to the other party, for fear that he would have scruples.

"Two pairs, twenty, come and get them the day after tomorrow." The master was busy with the work in his hands and no longer paid attention to Lu Qingqing.

"Master, business is good, are there many people who play this kind of thing?" Lu Qingqing wanted to talk to him to learn more about the sleeve.

The master stopped what he was doing and looked at her, he didn't understand why Lu Qingqing still had such nonsense, but since she wanted to know, it didn't hurt to say a few words. When talking to a beautiful woman, the mood is always pleasant, even if the master has no evil intentions.

"It's okay, they're all regular customers."

"Oh, my first time here, I almost couldn't find it, my brother couldn't tell. He's not a good memory, he only played two pairs with you in September, and he lost it. Lu Qingqing made a very blamed big brother, she continued, "But if you are here, you are not afraid, it's not a big deal, two more pairs." ”

"Thank you for taking care of the business." The master grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth.

"What's your brother's name? I know all the old customers, but I didn't think that any customer would have such a good-looking sister as you. The master bowed his head and began to work again.

Where can Lu Qingqing say the name, just make up one at random and reveal the stuffing, she didn't answer directly, "The master has a really good memory, then I will test you, before September 6th, within a week, come to you to make a sleeve, remember?" ”

Simple people are always deceived by smart people, and they never think about what is handed to them and answer directly. The blacksmith was like that, he straightened up and frowned, "Look at it...... Let me see...... At the beginning of September...... "He muttered, seemingly unable to remember, but he refused to admit defeat.

Lu Qingqing was silent, waiting for him to remember.

"Oh, come to think of it, there's one."

Lu Qingqing's heart beat faster, she knew that the person above the ninth floor of the master was the real murderer Shi Nansheng.

"If it's him, then you've lied to me." The master grinned again, "He doesn't look like a pig killer, white and pure, but if it's your brother, it's really like it." The master glanced at Lu Qingqing again, "It's very similar, the eyes and face shape are very similar." He lowered his head and went back to work.

Lu Qingqing laughed in her heart, she thought: How can I be similar to him, Shi Nan, "Is this the person?" Lu Qingqing took out Shi Nansheng's portrait and asked.

"Yes, that's him." The master saw it at a glance, but soon he realized that something was wrong, "Why do you carry your brother's portrait with you?" ”

Now, the master knows that he has been fooled.

"Police." Lu Qingqing took out his police ID card and showed it to his master, "Master, he is indeed my brother, but he is missing, we are looking for him, I hope you can help me." ”

It was this, the master finally understood Officer Lu's good intentions, and he began to sympathize with her, his brother was missing, what a sad thing. But what could he help her, except to tell her that the portrait in her hand was indeed the man who made the sleeve?

"Oops." The master dropped the hammer in his hand and patted himself on the head, "I almost forgot, at that time he gave me an address, saying that if he didn't come to pick it up himself, he would ask someone to send it over, so he gave me twenty-five yuan for the sleeve." ”

It is really a mountain and a water, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

The master took out a note from the inside and handed it to Lu Qingqing, "Later, your brother came to pick it up himself, he didn't take this note, he left it with me, fortunately he didn't lose it." ”

Lu Qingqing opened it and left the address on it: No. 29, Wushuihe Road, County.

Hey, good guys.

Lu Qingqing immediately called Wu Ping, but he didn't have time to report the details clearly, so he brought someone over to arrest him first.

Wu Ping knew that Lu Qingqing was not a reckless person, so he immediately discussed with Gao Ge, added Liu Debao, Lu Fei and a total of five people, and drove straight to Wushui River Road.

The car did not sound the siren, and it stopped some distance from the 29th, and the five people converged with Lu Qingqing, who was waiting anxiously downstairs.

By this time it was already dark. The lights on the first line of Wushui River Road are dim and not very bright, just enough to cover the action. Six people loaded with bullets, approaching No. 29.

"How many?" Gao Ge asked softly.

"I don't know." Lu Qingqing replied.

"Are people in there?"

"I don't know."

"You ......"

"Shut up, go in first." Wu Ping motioned for Liu Debao and Lu Fei to approach the stairs left and right, and he should go up first. Every time he goes out on a capture mission, Wu Ping will rush to the front, which is a convention.

Two floors, one room on each side of the stairs. The first floor is the door face, and the door is closed. The room on the right on the second floor has the lights off, and the room on the left has a light shining through the window, and there are people inside.

The police gathered in front of the door on the left, Wu Ping's hand was counted to three, Liu Debao flew up and kicked the door open, and Wu Ping rushed in first.

Inside is a frightened young couple eating, and the walls are plastered with freshly cut happy characters.

"You ......" When the young couple saw that there were not only many people on the other side, but also with pistols, they immediately stopped talking, and they hugged each other, their eyes flustered and frightened.

"I'm sorry, the police are handling the case." Liu Debao apologized to the other party, and Wu Ping led people out.

Only the one on the right remains.

"Are you sure?" Gao Ge asked Lu Qingqing.

Lu Qingqing was silent.

"It's all here, go in and have a look." Wu Ping said.

Similarly, Liu Debao kicked the door open.

Under the reflection of the street lamps, the room is not too dark, and the structure inside can barely be seen. Bed, table, stool, three simple pieces of furniture, nothing else. Wu Ping reached out and touched the tabletop, the dust was very thick, and no one lived there for a long time.

Lu Qingqing opened the clenched note in his hand again: No. 29 Wushuihe Road. That's right. But what is the explanation for the immediate results?

Since the murderer left the address for the blacksmith master, it is impossible to deceive him. What's the point of deceiving the blacksmith master! But if the address left is true, how stupid or careless would the killer be? A murderer doesn't leave any real information.

It's puzzling.

The crowd was going to leave. Wu Ping's eyes fell on the wall and couldn't take it off, "Go, take it down and see what it is." He instructed Lu Fei.

Lu Fei followed the direction of Wu Ping's finger and found a piece of paper on the wall, which was pierced by a dagger and inserted into the wall.

Lu Fei took off the paper, looked at it with a light and snorted in his nostrils, and then handed it to Wu Ping.

I saw that it was written on the paper: Yes, Lu Anzhi was killed by me - Shi Nansheng.

Hehe, his grandmother's, this person is too arrogant, and he is clearly challenging the bottom line of the police. Wu Ping crumpled the paper, threw it out, and scolded fiercely.

But soon, he asked Lu Fei to pick up the paper ball and put it away, and handwriting is also a very important clue.

Now if you look at everything together, you can see that the murderer's methods are very clever: from the beginning, he planned to kill Lu Anzhi, and when he bought the sleeve of the murder weapon, he knew that one day the police would find the blacksmith shop, so he left an address there. The killer was not afraid that the police would find him, and he expected that the police would not find him.

Gao Ge and Wu Ping are both straight, and their lungs are about to explode. Lu Qingqing is also so hateful, now he knows who the murderer is, but he doesn't know the traces of others.

Wrong, because in fact, it is impossible to know who the murderer is, his name and ID number may be fake, and the police only have a rough portrait of him.

I really can't do anything.

Lu Qingqing lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time. I really hated it, the murderer killed his father Lu Anzhi and got away with it. If the murderer is not caught, not only can he not avenge his father and let justice be served, but he also causes his lover Xu Yu to suffer from prison. Lu Qingqing's original colorful life has become dull because of this Shi Nansheng. When her father was alive, coupled with Xu You's company, she was full of longing and imagination for life at that time, and now, she seems to be able to see through the end of life at a glance.

I hate it.

For a long time, Lu Qingqing fell asleep in a daze because she was too tired.

Suddenly, she saw her father Lu Anzhi. Lu Anzhi walked towards her covered in blood, "Daughter...... Daughter...... Why don't you catch him yet, the murderer doesn't die, I can't rest in peace. I wandered around the Ghost Gate all day long, and even Lord Yama refused to accept me. I'm so miserable...... It's so bitter......"

After a while, Xu Yu also came. He dragged chains on his feet, one step at a time. The flesh was blurred where the chain was tied to the ankle. A trail of blood had been drawn from the place where he had walked. "Qingqing, save me, why don't you save me out? The prison guards beat me, the prisoners beat me, and I was dying. ”

Lu Qingqing was frightened and woke up, it turned out to be a dream. Sweat soaked her pajamas, showing off her delicate curves.

The dream added to her longing for her late father and Xu Yu in prison.