It's mainly a matter of image, and it may be a coincidence that one thinks that Donko can't have so much money. But if all the staff members think that it is impossible for Donko to have that much money, it is not normal.

Unfortunately, because of the peculiarities of underground casinos, no one cares where the money comes from. Donko and the money he brought with him could only be an occasional conversation point at best.

Well, there is money for a while, and there is no money for a while. What exactly is the business that Donko does?

"Could it be poison?" Zhao Ming asked Shen Bin, who came to him not long ago.

Shen Bin thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "None of the three Tang Ke have detected the existence of poison in their bodies, and if there is really such a network about poison in the city, we will hear about it to some extent." ”

Well, not poison. What other business can make so much money? "What does the director say, for now, Pang Honglong may really be our only clue."

Shen Bin shook his head again, "Having said that, it is impossible for Pang Honglong to be released, now we can only see if he will let go." ”

Facing Pang Honglong's man head-on, Zhao Ming felt that the possibility of releasing his mouth was very small. The reason is not complicated, Pang Honglong clearly knows how much crime he has committed, so he knows that the worst outcome for him is just to go to prison. Maybe for someone like him, prison is like a second home.

After a few bites of Chinese rice, Zhao Ming found Shi Hao, "There is no record of Yu Liang, Kong Bing and Tang Yongfei in the disappearance record. You can only check it from the household registration record, but because there are more people with the same name and surname, it will take a little time. ”

Shi Hao's words sound very regrettable, after all, you must know that in the current situation, what Zhao Ming and they lack most is time.

Today is the seventh day, will a new corpse appear this afternoon?

"This is the information that can be found in the system." Shi Hao handed over a file, and the file information was terrifying. However, compared with the archives of the Tang Ke and the others, there are some improvements, or unexpected discoveries.

Because, according to industrial and commercial information, Lu Yuanfeng also opened a small shop.

"Baby's childhood?" Zhao Ming repeated the name, and he felt very incongruous, "Lu Yuanfeng opened a photo studio?" ”

"Yes," Shi Hao nodded, "Listening to the name, it should be a photo studio specializing in helping children take pictures, and this kind of business seems to be quite prosperous in the past two years." ”

Is it? Zhao Ming doesn't have children, he doesn't understand this matter too much.

More than half an hour later, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting stood in front of the children's photo studio with the words 'baby's childhood' written on the signboard.

Unexpectedly, the area of the photo studio is not small, it looks like it is almost more than 100 square meters, this is only the area of the first floor, and the photo studio has the same area of the second floor.

And, from the outside, the photo studio is doing pretty good business. No, just after noon, there were a few children taking pictures.

Judging by the photos displayed in the windows, the subjects taken in the photo studio are not limited to babies, children as young as four or five, five or six years old, they also take pictures.

Zhao Ming and the others walked in, and the little girl who was in charge of reception at the front desk saw them, obviously a little nervous and scared.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming smiled at her, "May I ask if the owner of this photo studio is Lu Yuanfeng?" ”

Zhao Ming asked, and the little girl at the front desk nodded weakly, "Are you ........ here to investigate the murder of the boss?" ”

This is one of Zhao Ming's doubts, since Lu Yuanfeng is not an unemployed vagrant like Tang Ke. So, why didn't anyone take the initiative to go to the police station after disappearing for so long, and then the news of the murder spread everywhere?

The little girl shook her head weakly, "I don't know, the boss occasionally doesn't come to the store for a long time, we all work part-time, and I don't know." ”

As the little girl spoke, several photo studio employees who had put down their work also stood up, nodding in agreement.

"Do you have any other people in charge here?" Zhao Ming asked.

"The other person in charge is the proprietress of the hostess, but she didn't come over yesterday, and she hasn't come here until today." The little girl replied.

The information investigated by Shi Hao does show that Lu Yuanfeng has a young wife named Xu Xinrui.

Soon, after asking Xu Xinrui's phone number and home address, Zhao Ming and the others left the photo studio and got into the police car. Su Tingting asked puzzledly, "Why do they all say that Xu Xinrui saw the report of Lu Yuanfeng's murder on TV, but there has been no news for so long?" ”

This is a very good question, listening to the prompt sound of 'the phone you are dialing is turned off', Zhao Ming also wants to know why!

Although the community where Lu Yuanfeng and Xu Xinrui live is not as good as the landscape mansion, it is also the upper community of the city. After Zhao Ming registered at the security office, he drove all the way to the bottom of the eight buildings according to the instructions of the security guard.

Lu Yuanfeng's house is on the twenty-fifth floor, with nine households on the first floor and three elevators. Zhao Ming and the others chose the elevator in the center that happened to stop on the first floor.

Room 2505 is located in the center of the 25th floor, not far from the elevator, and when he came to the door, Zhao Ming first dialed Xu Xinrui's mobile phone again, but the prompt tone on the phone did not change at all, and it was still turned off.

I knocked on the door for at least five minutes, but no one answered, and it seemed that there was really no one at home.

The phone is off, not in the photo studio, and not at home. Zhao Ming and Su Tingting glanced at each other, and suspicion appeared in their eyes.

"Go to the doorman, doesn't Zhang Xinrui have a car? Maybe the doorman will have a record. Su Tingting proposed.

The two quickly returned to the gate where they had just entered not long ago, and the security guard in the guard box saw two criminal policemen walking towards him, and immediately stood up with a 'poof'.

"Eight buildings 2505 is it, there are records of entry and exit, but only for vehicles, if you leave on foot, there is no record." The security guard said, "Do you have a license plate number?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ming immediately called the photo studio and hung up the phone. "Black Porsche, the license plate number is....... I started looking for it the day before yesterday."

Zhao Ming had an idea in his heart, but because the idea was so absurd, he didn't say anything.

The security guard was very skillful in his operation, and after operating on the computer next to him for a while, the result was revealed, "According to our records, the car you are looking for came back at about ten o'clock the night before yesterday, and then went out at a little after twelve o'clock........ well, it seems that he has not come back yet." ”

The words were in his ears, and the absurd thoughts in Zhao Ming's heart were tantamount to getting closer to reality a little bit.

At around 10 o'clock the night before yesterday, it happened to be part of the media, and the Internet began to spread the time when Lu Yuanfeng was killed in Shanshui Mansion and the pictures of the killing.

This time is the same as the person in the photo studio, they said, "The proprietress saw the news of the boss's murder on TV, was stunned for a while, and suddenly rushed out with the car keys, we thought she was going to the police station........

Xu Xinrui did not go to the police station, and according to the records provided by the security guards, she rushed back home almost immediately, and then stayed at home for about an hour and a half, and then drove away and did not return.

Why? Why is such an activity trajectory like a hasty run after the East Window incident?