Chapter 6: There is a corpse in the car

The two of them were about to enter the door when a security guard stopped them and said, "I'm sorry, but where is your membership card?" ”

The security guard looked at them with a condescending expression, as if to say, "Even poor ** silk like you deserve to come here", seeing his arrogant appearance, Jiang Chonglang put up the police officer card that he was going to show: "It's the first time I've come here, no." ”

"What are you doing without a membership card, which one is from the countryside, don't you see that all the people who can come to us are high-class people?"

"Superior people, show the door to the rich, and treat yourself as a superior person" Looking at his expression, Jiang Chonglang didn't know what to say.

Jiang Chonglang was just about to speak, but Han Yuchao next to him grabbed him and said, "Brother Chong, we are here to investigate the case." Not here to fight. After that, he whispered in Jiang Chonglang's ear: "This kind of person who is willing to be a dog and a person is not willing to be a human being, we can't be as knowledgeable as him." ”

Han Yuchao took out his ID and said, "We are the police, come to investigate whether there is anything illegal in your clubhouse." ”

The security guard at the door saw the document in Han Yuchao's hand, and his temper was slightly restrained. But he still had a hard mouth: "It turned out to be the police, the police." Also, how can the police usually come to such a place? Who are you looking for, and what are you looking for? ”

Jiang Chonglang glared at him, took out Cui Jiajun's photo and said, "Look at it, do you know this person, is he a frequent visitor here, he is the superior person in your mouth." ”

The security guard glanced at the photo and said, "Isn't this Boss Cui, I know." He's a regular visitor here, almost every week or two. ”

"yes, what does he do every time he comes, and how long does he stay?"

The security guard shook his head: "I don't work in it, I don't know." ”

"It turns out that you are just a doorkeeper, and other people's activities don't take you. Hmph, I thought you were so good. Jiang Chonglang thought secretly in his heart and strode in.

Inside, the owner of the "City of Elysium" clubhouse received two people. The boss's surname is Zheng and his name is Zheng Yu. Zheng Yu took Cui Jiajun's photo and looked at it for a few seconds. Then he said: "I remember this person, his name is Cui Jiajun." He's a regular visitor to our place. I come here almost every week or two. ”

"Cui Jiayin's time to come to you is fixed, that is, every few days or what day of the week, he will come back?"

Zheng Yu turned on the computer and found Cui Jiayin's visit record: "I'm sorry, Mr. Policeman. You see the number of days he has lived in the past year, and there is no pattern to be found. Come as you want, go as you want, and the time is not fixed. ”

Jiang Chonglang looked at the computer and was slightly disappointed: "Then what is Cui Jiajun doing here, have you ever been in conflict with anyone?" ”

"What else can you do, eat, drink, play, and have fun. He's a very generous person, and he's quite easy-going, so I don't have the impression that he has ever had a conflict with others. Comrade police, the club is definitely a serious business, there is no gathering **** and still party, you can rest assured that you can check. ”

Although Zheng Yu said this, Jiang Chonglang secretly thought in his heart: This club is built in such a remote place, and the ghost knows what good things they can do together.

"Okay, Boss Zheng. Thank you for your cooperation, and we'll be back to you if you have any questions. ”

"Mr. Policeman, may I ask Boss Cui what's wrong, did he break the law?"

"Boss Zheng, Boss Cui, he- died."

On the way back, Jiang Chonglang was still indignant, knocking on the window of the car and scolding: "Damn, the dog looks down on people." Isn't that security guard just a janitor, he really thinks that opening the door to a rich person will really become a superior person. I guess among those people, he's not even as good as a dog. ”

Seeing him like this, Han Yuchao, who was driving, smiled and comforted: "Brother Chong, don't be angry." He's so arrogant, isn't that what those rich people are used to? You see there is a saying: It's not that the time has not come, you look at Dongguan, how bright and green it was back then, warblers and swallows. As a result, if you look at the crackdown, won't they all be honest immediately? ”

Jiang Chonglang was about to nod his head to agree with his point of view, but heard Han Yuchao continue: "Also, Brother Chong, I didn't say you. You sometimes pay too little attention to dressing up, you see that on such a hot day, a short sleeve can be worn for more than ten days, how much sweat does it smell. In the past, you didn't shave when you were old, and you didn't wash your hair. It looks like a migrant worker, who knows that you are a people's policeman. ”

"Nonsense, am I like that?" Jiang Chonglang touched his stubble and touched his hair again. "I basically shave my beard every day, and I wash my hair basically once a day or two. But Xiaochao, you also know that as soon as we have a case, it is easy to live an irregular life, and the day and night are reversed. I've been busy investigating cases these days, so I don't care about shaving and washing my hair. ”

"Okay, Brother Chong, don't make excuses for yourself. I remember when you didn't shave or wash your hair, you looked decadent all day long. The 30-year-old man looks like a migrant worker in his 40s. However, fortunately, God sent Sister Lan Shan to you, since you met her. You start shaving, washing your hair. After dressing up, I am much more handsome. Haha, Sister Lan Shan is really the angel of your life, God asked her to save you. ”

Jiang Chonglang heard him say this, and his face was also smiling: "Okay, don't compliment me." It's my luck to meet you, Sister Lan Shan. But Xiaochao, you're not too young. You should also find a girlfriend, the male compatriots in our team, but you are the only one left. If you want me and you Sister Lan Shan to take a look, Lili is a good girl. Beautiful, lively and cheerful, the two of you can talk about it very well. Well, or you'll take her down. ”

After listening to him, Han Yuchao was unusually silent for a few seconds, "Lili is a good girl, but Brother Chong." She feels more like my buddies and sisters, and I don't have any feelings for her, maybe she's not the type I like. ”

"It's not the type you like, so what type do you like? Sophie Marceau, Monica Bellucci, Audrey Hepburn, Vivien Leigh, Marilyn Monroe? ”

"These are foreign girls, my taste is not so high, I still prefer China." Han Yuchao's tone became a little sad, "Brother Chong, it may be that my brother's love tragedy has affected me too deeply, and I am not very interested in finding a partner now." I think I'm having a pretty good time now, forget it, I'll talk about it later. ”

After listening to what he said, Jiang Chonglang was a little sentimental, it seems that some things that a person experienced when he was young would indeed have an impact on his life.

Before I knew it, it was almost dusk, and it was almost 5:00. Han Yuchao began to speed up, otherwise the two of them would not be able to return to Yangcheng City at night. Soon Han Yuchao drove to the place where Cui Jiajun and the three of them fell off the cliff, where the damaged railing had already been repaired. There are still countless vehicles and people coming and going in this place every day, and people are likely to quickly forget that there was a murder here.

Suddenly, Jiang Chonglang shouted: "Xiaochao, stop quickly, stop quickly." ”

Han Yuchao was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was happening, so he quickly parked the car on the side of the road. Jiang Chonglang got out of the car and ran back quickly.

It turned out that there was also a car parked on the side of this highway, and Han Yuchao didn't see it when he was driving. But Jiang Chonglang saw that it didn't seem to be right inside.

The two men looked over and gasped: there was a hole in the windshield in the front left side of the car, and a man was sitting in the driver's seat, his head completely covered in blood — dead.