The matter of Jixiang Apartment could not be hidden, and soon after the rendering of the tabloid tabloid reporters, everyone in the city knew that the people in Jixiang Apartment had drunk the corpse water for nearly three days, and the tabloid reporter who was not long-eyed ran to the door of the apartment and squatted, and when he saw a well-dressed wife coming out, he stepped forward and asked: "Madam, how do you feel after drinking that corpse water." "Feelings? Mrs. Yang's disgusting feeling came again, she resisted the desire to vomit, picked up her handbag and threw it at the reporter: "Lack of virtue with smoking things, roll me as far as you want." ”

The reporter was so frightened that he turned his head and ran, and he didn't run a few steps before he crashed into a person, it turned out to be a young little policeman, wearing a black police uniform, this little policeman was too young, he deliberately stretched his face, looking fierce, but his big bones and flexible eyes exposed his immaturity.

"You're a journalist?"

The little policeman asked.

The reporter nodded, and the little policeman slapped him on the head: "If you want to drink the corpse water, we will have as much as you want at the police station, and you will know how to feel when you drink it." ”

The reporter was so frightened that he hurriedly anointed the soles of his feet and slipped away, and Mrs. Yang sighed; "Thank you, Mr. Police, these reporters are so annoying."

Long Sanyu nodded, thinking that he was not only annoying, because of their report, many high-end apartments now began to ask the police station to check the water tank together, because the residents felt unsafe, and they were not at ease with the administrator, which caused a lot of trouble to the police station.

"Who is Mr. Policeman looking for?" Mrs. Yang asked.

"I'm looking for the lady who hugged the cat."

Long Sanyu frowned after speaking, thinking about what is that young lady's surname?

was hesitating, Wang Meng happened to walk out with her schoolbag, she is in the third grade of middle school this year.

"I'm looking for you."

Long Sanyu walked over and blocked Wang Meng's way.

"Looking for me?" Wang Meng was stunned for a moment and recognized it as the little policeman who had come that day.

"Please Miss Wang go back to the police station with me first."

"And what about my morning class? In math class, I'm not good at math in the first place, so who can help me make up for it. Wang Meng was not very happy.

"I'm good at math."

Long Sanyu didn't know why he came up with such a sentence, and he straightened his chest, looking very reasonable.

Wang Meng sighed, and his beautiful eyes stared at the little policeman opposite, what did he mean by this?

Mrs. Yang watched from the side, and laughed secretly in her heart, this is the mind of a little man and woman, this little policeman is afraid that he has taken a fancy to Miss Wang, thinking that the little policeman helped him beat the annoying reporter just now, so he smiled and said: "Miss Wang, the police station is always looking for you to help solve the case, catch the murderer early, and the people in our building don't have to worry about it every day, this is a good deed, and the little aunt died really miserably." ”

Wang Meng thought about it, and shook it with his schoolbag and said, "How to go, I don't want to walk, I'm going to be tired to death if it's so far,"

"Go by car, go by car."

The little policeman Long Sanyu pointed to a jeep not far away.

The case of the female corpse in the water tank is too big, and Ye Liang naturally knows about it. When Qinghan came over that afternoon, Ye Liang asked Qinghan for details: "I heard that it is the little aunt of your foreign bank staff, what is going on?" ”

Qing Han probably said it again, and Ye Liang couldn't help frowning when he heard it: "Xiao Wu is going to be busy this time, this murderer is really lacking in morality, he kills people, what are you doing when you throw them in the water tank?" ”

yes, what is the purpose of killing someone and throwing it into the tank? It stands to reason that it is only a matter of time before the smell of water is discovered, and it is still late autumn, and it is very hot at noon.

"Maybe the murderer is a pervert, he just wants to see others drink corpse water?" A light chill blinked.

Ah, that's disgusting.

Just as he was saying this, Zhao Nan came in from the outside, looking a little excited: "You don't know yet, just now, another female corpse was found on the upper floor of another apartment!" ”

"What?" Both women looked at Zhao Nan expectantly, "Something happened again?" ”

"The Marriott building is not far away, the apartments in various buildings are checking the water tank these days, I heard that the administrator can't check it, those residents have asked the police station to check, and the result is that a female corpse has also appeared in the water tank of the Marriott building, which is said to be rotten, and now the source of the body is being found." Zhao Nan said as he picked up the cup and poured a cup of tea, and drank it all.

Qinghan sighed: "You can still drink water." ”

"Why not, there's no tank here."

"Is this dead girl again?" Ye Liang seemed to be talking to himself, "Wouldn't there be a perverted murderer in Hucheng who specializes in killing the little aunt?" ”

Ye Liang just said it casually, who knew that she was right. The next day, the newspaper published the news, saying that according to the clothes worn by the deceased, it had been ascertained that the deceased was a young aunt named Xiaoyu, who was working in a family in the Wanhao Building, and that she was only 16 years old this year, and had only recently come to Shanghai from the countryside.

"What a coincidence." Ye Liang read the newspaper while eating breakfast in the morning.

"You can still watch this kind of news, it's amazing."

"What's that, it's not me who kills, what's taboo. Hey, this thing is a bit weird, why is it all introduced by the same Chinese person? ”

It turns out that the reporter of this newspaper today is very good at digging up the news, and he investigated and found out that the two little aunts who died were introduced by a Chinese person, and this Chinese person has a bad reputation in the industry, nicknamed Hu San, and they all call him Hu Laisan, who is a disciple of the Qing Gang, and there are many people with bad character who he introduced, some of the aunts climbed into the bed of the main family, and there are also young men who commit adultery with the wife of the main family.

The reporter didn't say how the little aunt died, but the words revealed that the Chinese Hu San was not a good thing, and it was very likely to be related to the death of the little aunt.

This news is very inflammatory, at noon, the family of the dead little aunt ran to Hu San's house to make a fuss, crying and howling, rolling all over the ground, demanding that Hu San compensate his daughter.

"Phew, Lao Tzu didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts calling the door." Although Hu San was strong, he was difficult to defeat by himself, and was besieged by two families and pushed around.

These two families were purely looking for trouble, and after making a big fuss, they took advantage of Hu San's being beaten and ran away when they saw Hu San's valuable things. Hu San came to his senses and chased after his legs, and Lan Lan's family ran away with the Taishi chair in the hall.

Hu San has always been a cross-stard, where did he think that he would also have a time when the tiger fell into Pingyang?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and he thought of a very secret legend in the rivers and lakes: there is an antique shop that can help people avenge themselves.

"You want to bet on your soul?" Ye Liang looked at the lewd man opposite and shook his head, "You're not a good person, I don't even fancy living people, can you still fancy your soul?" ”

"Miss Ye, you can't watch people put down dishes, okay, I admit that I'm Hu San is not a good thing, and I don't do bad things, but I just set up a set to extort some money or something, I really haven't killed anyone, you just pity me, the soul of a person like me is not good, Miss Ye has received so many good souls, but she has confiscated my soul that is not bad, and things are rare."

Hu San is indeed a scoundrel.

Ye Liang snorted and laughed: "Okay, you are a scoundrel enough, cheeky enough, for your shameless sake, your soul, I want it." ”