The next day.

Looking at Wang Xiaohui under the white sheet, and hearing the stories of several factory defense team members around him, Wang Jianguo's eyebrows twisted into a big pimple.

Wei Jia's case is not over yet, but the tragedy befell his niece again, and Wang Jianguo's anger went straight to the top beam.

"According to you, is it haunted?" Wang Jianguo asked in a cold voice with anger.

"yes...... Be...... We saw it with our own eyes! That's right...... Right! Right! To ......" several people gossiped, saying that they definitely really saw Wei Jia's ghost doing trouble.

"Fart!" Wang Jianguo angrily slammed his fist against the wall.

"Haunted? See ****** ghosts! ”

At this time, Lao Luo, who was guarding the door, suddenly ran upstairs panting and shouted, "Director Wang, the police station is here!" ”

"Don't move the scene! I'm going to fetch them. "Wang Jianguo

As he instructed, he hurried downstairs.

The deputy captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Municipal Bureau Yang Liming, who was about fifty years old, because of years of hard work, the corners of his forehead and eyes had left deep wrinkles like knife carvings, and some mottled white hairs could be seen drilling out through the edge of the brim, some of which seemed to be premature.

In fact, if you look closely, you can find that his waist is straight, his eyes are bright, and from his stride meteor and leading people straight up the stairs to the scene, you can know that Yang Liming is definitely not much worse than a young man in his prime.

"Lao Wang, what are you doing here? What's wrong again! Captain Yang was very polite, and complained to the oncoming Wang Jianguo.

They are old acquaintances, the public security department and the fire department of the factory are all subordinate units registered by the municipal bureau, and sometimes they will inevitably come and go, so the two of them have eaten together a few times, and last time Wei Jia's case was also directly handled by Yang Liming.

Wang Jianguo wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, gasped heavily, and retorted loudly: "Nonsense! When I'm willing to bother your boss to come when I'm fine? This time, it's me...... My niece...... Alas! This...... It's all ...... Alas! As he spoke, his eyes turned a little red.

Seeing that Wang Jianguo was in a bad mood, Yang Liming was inconvenient to go on any longer, and the time was urgent, so he needed to hurry up the on-site investigation and body identification, so several people ran a few steps to the third floor.

With the help of Wang Jianguo and the members of the joint defense team, they quickly evacuated the onlookers and idlers, and went straight to work everywhere.

Soon after, the ambulance came, and although the person was dead, it was carried up - some necessary measures and forensic examinations needed to be carried out in special circumstances......

The time soon came to noon, looking at the watch, Yang Liming, who had roughly completed the on-site investigation, patted Wang Jianguo's shoulder: "Go!" Two drinks together? ”

"Okay."

Wang Jianguo was a little uneasy, after all, it was his niece who was killed, although he has always not liked her style of acting, but after all, he is his uncle and niece, and he still can't help but sigh.

The wine was drunk all afternoon, and it was not until it was dark that the two of them staggered out of the door of the restaurant. After a few more words of mutual care, Wang Jianguo walked all the way to his yard.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Tao's face flushed and he looked like he was going to die or live, and he was losing his temper with his wife!

"Mom! It's certainly not easy! ******…… Maybe it was that damn Zhao Sibao who did it...... Or...... Y-Why didn't he show up all the time? It's definitely a thief! This son of a bitch! I...... I can't spare him! ”

"Get out! Go back to your house! Lao Tzu is not dead yet? It's your turn...... I don't care about you! Wang Jianguo rarely started a fire and kicked Wang Tao's crotch.

I saw Wang Tao stumbling, rubbing his waist, seeing that the old man's face was ugly, he didn't dare to say anything, and immediately turned his head and walked into the room.

Midnight......

A chubby figure quietly turned out of the courtyard of the Wang family, and then the moonlight looked at Wang Tao himself.

He had a belly full of fire during the day, and until the middle of the night, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply came out of the wall and planned to go straight to Zhao's house to find Zhao Sibao to settle accounts.

Tightening the switchblade in his waist, he couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Bastard!" You wait for me! ”

After walking not far, a black shadow came over again, and his face was white and it was Zhao Sibao!

"Lao Tzu X your mother!"

Wang Tao didn't say a word, and immediately drew his knife and rushed forward. In the quiet darkness, the two men scuffled desperately together in a fit of rage......

The battle did not last long.

Suddenly, Wang Tao snorted, his crazy hands clasped Zhao Sibao's neck, and with a creaking sound, the other party's eyes burst out and his tongue popped out, and after a few sounds, he fell softly and fell to the ground......

Slowly letting go of his hand, Wang Tao looked at the man on the ground with satisfaction, and suddenly pressed his hands on his stomach - there was already a blur of flesh and blood, and blood and intestines kept pouring out. His consciousness gradually blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to see a slender shadow curling over Tingting and beckoned to him gently: "Brother, come...... Come...... Elder brother. ”

"Xiaohui? Small...... Small...... Xiaohui. Heh, hehe...... Hehe! Gurg...... Gurg...... I've got your revenge! Scold...... Scold...... Scold. ”

Wang Tao fell to the ground on his back with his face facing the sky, looking at the beautiful figure in the moonlight with infinite satisfaction, and slowly swallowed his last breath......

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The fragment gradually dimmed as the image ended, as if he had exhausted his strength, and Mu Qingyang threw away the first fragment...... He seemed to have some enlightenment, and he couldn't wait to grab the second piece and look at it intently......

The weather was clear and cloudless, but it was a man drinking tea in a café.

"Li Moliu?" Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing, it seemed that this name made him feel very warm, and as the picture flashed one by one, he remembered the night he met this man.

They met at a station, it was late and it was raining very heavily, but Mu Qingyang and he didn't bring umbrellas, so they waited for the rain to stop through the canopy of the bus shelter. As usual, Mu Qingyang still cursed to himself for the capricious ghost weather, regretting that he had no foresight to bring the rain gear; The man kept looking at him with a smile on his face, and very sensibly gestured to his seat, signaling that they could sit down and wait.

They naturally began to chat to pass the time, talking a lot, from the current embarrassing situation to the inaction of government agencies, and even Mu Qingyang talked about ideals and the idea of the next step of the novel. The man looked very interested, listened to him tirelessly, and after a brief silence, the man told him about an experience he had had not long ago.

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This is Li Moliu's old habit, using a cup of black tea to accompany the afternoon sun, which is indeed a pleasant pastime. As a detective, there aren't many opportunities for him to enjoy his time quietly like this. Especially when he has just solved the investigation of an extramarital affair, and once again has a deep understanding of the so-called seven-year itch, and thus resolves that he will not step into such entanglements, he needs to use a short period of solitude to think quietly.

Li Moliu is a rational professional, so he has not had any passion in his life, calm judgment and careful observation occupy almost most of his time, for these men and women who are carried away by feelings, he is more just regretful, and that's all. His personality has led to his reputation in the industry, and he tries to avoid interfering with the privacy of his clients in his work, ensuring that his commissions are always in flux. Of course, he also has his own unique way of handling cases, which helps to save time and increase efficiency.

There weren't many guests this afternoon, and Li Moliu was lucky enough to find a window slot, which is hard to find for a person who likes to browse the scenery while drinking tea. The café has only two floor-to-ceiling windows, resulting in only four countertops in front of the windows. As a regular customer, Li Moliu has not had the opportunity to sit in front of the window a few times, so when a strange woman sat down opposite him, he did not express his dissatisfaction, but took the initiative to move the tea set to his side.

"Thank you!" The woman opposite smiled and expressed her appreciation for his gentlemanly demeanor.

This is a woman in her thirties, dressed in black haute couture women's clothes, with trousers and close-fitting tops trimmed very well, sitting elegantly with her legs diagonally together, showing the unique charm of a mature woman. Her lips were thin, her cheekbones were high, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were inevitably crow's feet, but they were carefully groomed to make it easy to conclude that she must have taken her appearance very seriously.

From time to time, her eyes glanced at the wall clock on the wall, looking a little absent-minded. When her eyes swept over the other side and she was about to speak, she suddenly found that the man opposite was also looking at her, with a serious expression. The gaze embarrassed her, and she coughed softly, jolting the former out of her thoughts.

"Excuse me, are you waiting for someone?" Li Moliu suddenly realized that his behavior was very impolite, and said politely.

The woman nodded embarrassedly and asked in a low voice, "Yes, I made an appointment with my lover." Today is my wedding anniversary with my lover, and it was here that he proposed to me, and this table has some special meaning for us, so I came here to discuss it with you, can you think it is okay? ”

"Of course you can, there's still a vacant seat there, I'll just go over."

Li Moliu was already a little embarrassed by the gaffe just now, and when he heard this, he immediately stood up and moved the tea set and cup to a corner near the window behind him. Seeing that the other party still looked apologetic, he smiled and raised his teacup and nodded at her.

The woman's face flushed, and she nodded her head slightly.

It seems that Li Moliu's behavior just now made her a little misunderstood, but since he had already given up his seat to the other party, he expressed his full apology, and there was no need to explain too much.

The woman asked for a glass of juice from the front desk, but when the waiter brought the drink to her, the woman's face suddenly turned pale, and she suddenly stood up after a long pause, raised her hand and knocked over the tray, the cup on it fell to the ground and cracked into several pieces, and the juice inevitably spilled the other party!

The waitress is called Xiao Chang, and the regular customers who often come here know her, this is a girl with beautiful facial features and a gentle temper, with Li Moliu's usual understanding of her, it seems that she should not have done anything out of the ordinary to cause this obviously retaliatory move in front of her?

In the usual sense, there will be such a situation between two women, most of which is related to the involvement of a third party. But as far as Xiao Chang is concerned, Li Moliu has never heard of any scandals on her?

Not to say that no one had ever harassed her, of course.

Like most pretty girls, the bad guys she's met before have been brutally retaliated against – either with broken hands and feet or with serious injuries. A series of modus operandi is strikingly similar, with a sudden sack slipping over the head, followed by blunt object blows until unconscious and then quickly leaving. The police's final conclusion is that the mafia elements retaliate against each other and have nothing to do with the girl. Of course, as far as the case-handling personnel are concerned, they are not willing to pursue it too much, after all, most of the victims are some bad deeds.

Could there be some other reason?

When everyone in the hall was at a loss, a middle-aged man ran in, looked down at the mess on the ground, and glanced at Xiao Chang again, his heavy eyebrows were twisted into a dead knot, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times as if he hesitated for a moment, but finally slapped the woman's face viciously......

Syllable!

A very loud sound, followed by a roaring roar: "Ling Xiaoru! Are you sick? ”

Woman-Ling Xiaoru covered her face with some surprise, her red palm print was raised high, and she could see that the man was using a lot of force, and her mouth was even bloodshot.

Li Xiang...... How can you ...... Beat me for her? ”

Li Xiang ignored her, but handed over a snow-white handkerchief in front of Xiao Chang, and said gently: "Xiao Xiao, wipe it." I hereby solemnly apologize to you for what my wife just did, I'm sorry! ”

"No...... It's nothing ......" Xiao Chang was frightened by Li Xiang, she shook her head and hid backwards, until she retreated to the back of Chu Xianghua, the manager on duty who rushed to hear the news.

Chu Xianghua is a tall woman, with short hair painted with light makeup, her eyebrows are raised high and obliquely inserted into her sideburns, her eyes are big black and white, and they are slightly bulging to form a plane with her eye sockets, and her eyes look very tough.

She stared at Li Xiang stubbornly, barely pulled the corners of her mouth to reveal a mouthful of neat and bright teeth, and said slowly: "Mr. Li, it seems that you should take care of your wife first!"

"Miss Chu?" Li Xiang is also a frequent visitor here, and he is very familiar with the staff here. Chu Xianghua and Xiao Chang are roommates who live together and have a very close relationship. Now that her good friend has been wronged, her verbal toughness should be reasonable.

"I ...... I just wanted to apologize, could you please get out of the way? Li Xiang stubbornly bypassed Chu Xianghua and handed over the handkerchief.

Xiao Chang saw that Li Xiang was uncharacteristically stubborn, so she had to take the handkerchief gently, but she didn't use it to wipe the stains on her body, just stuffed it into her pocket.

Ling Xiaoru's face was ugly now, not only because of the big palm print, but also because she saw her husband shamelessly offering courtesy to other women, and her face was even more pale to the point of no blood.

When she saw Li Xiang walking back with a gloomy face, she cried out in a sad voice: "Li Xiang, you hypocrite...... You're a bastard! I'm not going to let you get your way, you...... You...... You get me away! After speaking, Ling Xiaoru seemed to drain all her strength, and staggered towards the bathroom around the corner, probably needing someone to calm down.

Li Xiang didn't seem to see the contemptuous gazes around him, Shi Shiran walked to the window and sat down, and even went to the front desk after a while to get a few slices of bread and a cup of mocha to taste, as if nothing had happened?

Chu Xianghua helped Xiao Chang to the dressing room on the other side of the corner to change clothes, and he didn't come out for a long time, only Xiao Chang's low sobbing sound was faintly heard.

Li Moliu's thighs were hot, and he found that the black tea cup in his hand was inadvertently dumped and spilled on his body. Shaking his head, he laughed self-deprecatingly as he left the table and walked over to the men's bathroom. A few minutes later, when he walked out of the bathroom, he unexpectedly confronted Li Xiang, and he made a gesture of please with one hand to his left side. Li Xiang touched his nose, seemed to be a little surprised by Li Moliu's move, and walked in first with an embarrassed smile.

Li Moliu continued to walk towards his desk, and then almost bumped into the oncoming Chu Xianghua, and then he realized that he had been walking on the left side all along. According to the habits of ordinary people, walking on the right is usually the choice of the majority, so Li Moliu, who is on the left all the way, will cause the result of repeatedly meeting people.

"Miss Chu? Hello...... Xiao Chang is nothing, right? Li Moliu asked kindly.

"Ah...... Mr. Lee? Do you mean Xiao Chang? She...... She's fine, she just needs to touch up her makeup, didn't I send her a makeup box? Chu Xianghua looked anxious, and was about to go to the bathroom as he spoke.

"Why, isn't she in the locker room?"

"Nope! She was waiting for me at the door of the women's bathroom, and I didn't worry about her going in alone......"

"It's just a toilet, what's the ...... to go alone? Oh! That's right...... That Ms. Ling is still inside, no wonder ......" Li Moliu continued to move forward with a muttering to himself, but just as he was about to turn the corner and walk back into the hall, a terrible cry rang out.

"Ahh Killed ......"