Chapter 7 Must Be
"Perfect Crime"
Xiao Yue sat on the sofa, holding a book with exquisite paper in her hand and reading carefully. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Just after reading the beginning, Xiao Yue decided that this was a good book that people couldn't stop, and it was a milestone in crime and criminal investigation novels.
Both criminals and police officers can find what they need in this book, which can be said to be a combination of the two.
"Xiao Yue, do you know how big this place is? Oh my God, I haven't gotten around here on both legs. Also, the wine here is really good. I've never drunk such pure wine, so it's no wonder it's sold at home and abroad! Zhang Nan's voice suddenly sounded in the room, holding a bottle of red wine in his right hand that had drunk most of it, and walked towards Xiao Yue with vague steps, and sat on the sofa opposite.
Xiao Yue frowned slightly, unhappy that Zhang Nan disturbed her reading, and even more unhappy when she saw him drunk.
"How are you going to drive after you've been drinking?" Xiao Yue asked.
"This ......" Zhang Nan scratched his head, forgetting that he was the driver before. Xiao Yue, can you drive, right? I know you have a driver's license, you can drive! Hee-hee, isn't that the problem solved? You'll be responsible for driving back later! β
Even if I can help you drive, it's working hours, how can a police officer drink during working hours?
Xiao Yue's eyebrows tightened again, and she just wanted to reprimand Zhang Nan for a few words, but she heard a familiar voice from behind.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Are you ......" Zhang Nan burped and stared at the other party with wide eyes.
Xiao Yue looked back and was also taken aback.
I saw Gao Feng standing on the stairs a few meters behind the two of them, with a white face, a gray casual suit, a capable inch head, and a top hat matching the suit in his hand.
There is a man's masculinity in his handsomeness, and he directly killed those Korean long-legged Obas on TV.
"Knock knock......" Xiao Yue suddenly felt her heart beat faster, her face was hot, and a thought was swirling in her mind.
Isn't this my Prince Charming?
"Xiao Yue, what's wrong with you, why is your face so red?" Zhang Nan asked with a wine burp.
Xiao Yue's face turned even redder when she "brushed", and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, so she hurriedly covered it up and said, "No...... It's nothing, maybe it's too hot here, right? β
"Is it hot?" Zhang Nan scratched his head incomprehensibly.
"Drink your bar!" Xiao Yue roared, taking a deep breath to calm her beating heart.
Gao Feng walked in front of the two of them, his eyes fell on the book in Xiao Yue's hand, he frowned slightly, sighed and said, "This mouthy Smith, it seems that he has already told you everything about me." β
"I know some, but not everything." Xiao Yue replied, raising the book in her hand as she spoke, "I just read the beginning, can you borrow it from me to read it?" β
Gao Feng nodded, and then said, "Let's go, we have to solve the case, there is no time to waste here." β
"Okay." Xiao Yue responded, and suddenly asked again, "Why are you wearing a hat on such a hot day?" β
Gao Feng smiled: "Since it is to solve the case, you must have the appearance of a detective." I wanted to get a cane and a pipe, but I didn't have those two things at home, so I had to wear a hat first. As he spoke, the hat turned on his fingers and buckled handsomely on Gao Feng's head, making him look more stylish.
Xiao Yue's eyes were about to fall out, and in her eyes, it seemed that Gao Feng's every movement was handsome.
"I see, you're imitating Sherlock Holmes!" Zhang Nan suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, and then said with a smug face, "Don't ask me how I know, I'm a police detective!" Hee-hee......"
Gao Feng laughed and said to Xiao Yue, "Let's go." β
"Hmm." Xiao Yue's face suddenly turned red again, and she didn't know what was going on in her head.
Mr. Smith, the housekeeper, was already waiting at the door, the police car was washed like a new car, he handed the key to Xiao Yue and asked Gao Feng: "Young master, what do you want to eat at night, I will let the kitchen prepare it for you." β
"You don't have to wait for me to eat at night." Gao Feng said and got into the passenger cab.
"Huh?" Smith looked a little disappointed.
Xiao Yue was in charge of driving, and Zhang Nan sat alone in the back and continued to drink in front of the bottle.
After the car started, Gao Feng lowered the window and smiled at Smith: "Don't worry, I won't play missing again this time, I'll be back when I'm free." β
Smith's disappointed face showed an excited smile again: "Young Master, this is your home, you can come back whenever you want!" β
The car slowly accelerated out of Qingfeng Manor, and Zhang Nan, who was already talking a lot, couldn't hold the brake even more after drinking, and told Gao Feng his reasoning theory again.
"This is a suicide case disguised as a murder case in a closed room!" Zhang Nan shouted loudly after reasoning, and then asked, "What do you say about a great writer?" β
Gao Feng smiled: "I don't have a detailed understanding of the case, so I can't answer your question, but it's possible that you said it." β
"Maybe? No, definitely. The dead are the murderers! Zhang Nan exclaimed passionately.
Gao Feng smiled and stopped talking.
Arguing with an alcoholic, that's an absolutely stupid thing to do.
After Zhang Nan chattered a few more words, he suddenly drooled and asked Gao Feng, "Gao Feng, can I ask you a question?" Is being a writer very profitable? β
Gao Feng shook his head and replied, "No." Being a writer doesn't make money, but being a best-selling author is definitely making money. β
"Oh." Zhang Nan nodded in response, but he didn't understand the difference between a writer and a best-selling author, and after pouring the wine from the bottle into his stomach in one go, he waved his fist and shouted, "I will resign when I go back, with my intelligence, I will definitely become a best-selling author like you, and I will also buy a manor like you in the future!" β
Gao Feng smiled and didn't respond, the writer's line is not so easy to do.
"Huhu ......" Zhang Nan really can't drink enough, and he fell asleep after drinking the wine in the bottle.
The car was calm for a while, and after a while, Gao Feng took out a courier slip from his pocket and said to Xiao Yue: "Can I trouble you with something?" β
Xiao Yue glanced at the courier slip in Gao Feng's hand and said, "You asked me to help you find out who sent the courier, right?" β
Gao Feng nodded.
Xiao Yue followed and said, "Do you think the one who sent the courier was the murderer of your fiancΓ©e?" β
"It must be!" Gao Feng corrected.
Xiao Yue sighed secretly, and then said: "Although the current courier requires the presentation of ID cards, there are still many loopholes, and the chance of finding the murderer through the courier is very slim. β
"No matter how slim it is, I can't miss a chance to catch that guy!" Gao Feng said with a serious face!