Relying on the young man's hot head, he wanted to show his cousin that he could make a lot of money without an account, so he relaxed the scale of receiving work without telling him, and provided evidence collection services for some customers who could not meet the reporting standards due to insufficient evidence. Despite the bold reforms, the principle of accepting commissions remains the same – just collect evidence, not draw conclusions.

Since then, I have been involved in a wider range of cases, exposed to a lot of new things, and uncovered a lot of mysteries about the blind cat touching the dead mouse. Now, I'll talk about it in detail.

One morning in late May 2009, a fat old man in his 60s came to my office alone in search of a newspaper advertisement. I poured him a glass of water and asked him politely, "Uncle, is there anything I can do to help?" ”

The old man was mixed with grease and twist, his head was shiny, and he asked me in a buzzing voice: "Are you looking for my things if I lost them?" ”

I smiled awkwardly and replied tactfully, "This...... Look what you've lost. If you lose your wallet on the road, I can't help it. ”

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "I understand, I understand." I've got something very important, and I suspect someone stole it......"

I didn't understand too much: "If it's lost, it's lost, if it's gone, how can you call it doubtful and lost?" ”

The old man struggled to explain, "I lost it...... It can't be a thing. I lost a ...... It's a secret ingredient! ”

His words succeeded in piquing my interest. I wondered in my heart whether he could take this commission, anyway, I was idle, and it was good to chat with the old man to relieve boredom, so I put on a patient posture and said, "Uncle, you speak slowly, don't worry." The clearer you say, the more likely it is that I can help you solve the problem. ”

The old man took a sip of water and organized the language: "My surname is Lu, and everyone calls me Lu Fatty." I opened an altar meat restaurant in Dadong, not to blow with you, I don't know if you have eaten it, our altar meat is a must in our city. It is a craft passed down from my grandfather's generation, a secret recipe that has been passed down for four lifetimes, and my brothers don't know it, and you will never be able to eat it in other people's homes. Recently, a guest told me that the taste of the meat in the store next to our house is becoming more and more similar to ours. I asked someone to go to their store and sell a copy, and I came back and tasted it! I suspect they've stolen my secret recipe and want you to check it out for me. ”

"Oh......" I asked, frowning, tentatively, "Did you write down that recipe and lose it?" Or maybe you didn't lose it, but you noticed that someone had touched it? ”

Fat Lu's head shook like a wave: "No, no, no, no...... What do I do? The secret recipe was taught to me by my father when I was in my twenties, and I am sixty-three years old this year, and I have not had a day off for more than 40 years. Even if I forget my own surname, I don't have a secret recipe for memorization, and I still use a notebook? ”

I was even more puzzled: "Hehe, Uncle Lu, don't you like to hear what I say, now the people who open restaurants and buy medicines say that their family is an ancestral formula, but in fact, I think it's all the same." Will it be ......"

Fat Lu suddenly became excited, and stood up with a lap on the coffee table: "My altar meat is stewed in water soaked in a kind of stone, with a special fragrance, as long as I don't say it, others can't think of it!" ”

I was startled, and just wanted to persuade him to calm down, but I didn't wait for me to speak, and directly said his request: "Okay detective, let me tell you this, I suspect that two guys in my store secretly watched me unnoticed and passed it out." Just help me investigate these two people and see if they have done this! ”