Where's the black box?

The black box is definitely not an ordinary box, Mo Yan thought to himself, otherwise Bai Xue would not always be by his side and watch. So, let's assume that if the old beggar didn't deceive people, the peach blossom luck naturally refers to white snow, and the cash cow is likely to be this black box.

According to this reasoning, Bai Xue's death is more or less related to the black box, which is likely to contain a large amount of cash. In other words, Bai Xue is likely to die as a result of murder for money. Perhaps, the black box is at the murderer's place at the moment.

The bewildering murder seemed to appear in his eyebrows, silently spit out the cigarette butt, let it slowly extinguish in the rain, wrapped his clothes tightly, and walked quickly into the night. Before looking for the old beggar, he had to find the black box.

Night King Bar, the sound of electric music through a few streets to shake the heartstrings, not far from the bar is the only hotel, luxuriously decorated, a few hours ago, Mo Yan and Bai Xue were in this hotel big and comfortable bed in the rain of passion. Late at night, the more people come from the Night King Bar to open rooms, and the hotel waiters joke privately that they can earn a lot of money just by buying Durex for the guests.

And tonight, there are even more rich people looking for fun, so much so that the security guards have to leave the monitoring room to maintain order in the lobby. The smell of the rich man's alcohol and the smell of the little girl's heavy makeup are disgusting when they are mixed. Mo Yan took advantage of the absence of the security guard and quietly slipped into the monitoring room.

Because the hotel uses more advanced network cameras, this kind of surveillance cameras are linked to each other and can do a lot of intelligent analysis, such as video retrieval. After entering the approximate time of the crime in the search conditions, Mo Yan began to look at it carefully. The camera uses the 9:16 corridor mode, so you can see the whole corridor in its entirety, and naturally you can also see the room opened by Mo Yan and Bai Xue.

The clock clock hand ticked, and when the surveillance video played for 2 minutes, Mo Yan couldn't help but gasp, and a black figure slowly entered the empty corridor. In a black jacket, black jeans, wearing a black cap and a black mask, in the picture, the figure walked to the room where Mo Yan was, took out the room card and opened the door, and about five minutes later, walked out of the room with a black box and disappeared at the end of the corridor. Throughout the process, the black figure always kept moving slowly, not afraid of being caught by the camera.

Silent Yan repeated the footage, pressing pause as the figure walked out of the room with the box. The picture is frozen in the back of the man in black, yes, it's him, silently certain, before preparing to open a room with Bai Xue at the Night King Bar, he knocked down a black figure, exactly the same as in the picture. Mo Yan still remembers that the black figure was reciting a poem at the time: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red." ”

And what made Mo Yan even more shocked was that judging from the back of this person, the height and body shape were exactly the same as Mo Yan. If only the back is used as a basis, no one will doubt that the figure in the picture is Mo Yan himself.

It is no wonder that during interrogation at the police station, the police will take out several photos with the back of the silent words, and now it seems that the photos are from this surveillance footage. Fortunately, the police pay attention to real evidence, not speculation.

Grandma has a leg, and silently scolded, could it be that the old beggar made a fortune and killed me in the form of me, and then blamed others? But there's no reason, even if the face can be disguised, how can the back of this figure be disguised? Could it be that the old beggar is a peerless master in martial arts novels, and can rejuvenate himself?

Roll the calf, silently shake off the illusion, don't believe in evil, even if there is evil, master, I can do right, sit up straight, and suppress evil. Since you can't find the black box in a short time, then ask the old beggar for clarification.

Justice is at ease in people's hearts, it will always dawn when it gets dark, silently spittle, and walk towards the alley. The alleys have no street lights and are even darker. Faintly, a figure was looking back and forth around the garbage heap, apparently having lost something.

"Old beggar, you give me ......"

Before I met the old beggar, it was plain, and after I met the old beggar, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I just wanted to call the old beggar out, but I was startled by the black figure.

"Who?"

Shen Ding, Mo Yan asked loudly. Although the alley was dark, you could still feel that the figure was obviously different from the old beggar's figure, but it was somewhat similar to Mo Yan.

"Ji Ji" also seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of the silent words, and after being stunned for a moment, the figure monster laughed: "I am not ready to meet so suddenly." ”

"Less yin and yang, who are you? What about the old beggar? Mo Yan's eyes narrowed, looking at the figure vigilantly, there was a strong aura of danger on his body.

"I don't see any old beggars, at this moment, it's just me and you." Slowly approaching the silent words, the outline of the figure gradually became clear.

"Hold the grass!"

The figure came from far and near, silently rolled up his sleeves and was furious, black clothes, black pants and black masks, it was the man in black who took the black box in the surveillance screen!!

"In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people reflected the red ......"

"Uncle Red!"

Aimed at the face of the figure with a fist and smashed it, silently moved directly, which showed the anger in his heart. Before sending this grandson to the Public Security Bureau, he silently swore that he would let him taste the pain of flesh and skin. White snow, what a young and beautiful life, destroyed by the spicy hands of the human figure.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is speechless!"

Smiling at Mo Yan, the figure didn't dodge, but before Mo Yan punched, he raised his left hand quickly and Mo Yan to block Mo Yan's attack, and then hooked Mo Yan's wrist with five fingers and pulled it forward, kicking Mo Yan a few meters away and slamming it against the wall.

Spit bloody saliva, use force on his toes, and silently rush out and continue to fight with speechlessness. The strange thing is that no matter what kind of fighting skills Mo Yan used, he was preemptively defused by Speechless. Speechless is like a roundworm in the stomach of Mo Yan, who knows all about Mo Yan's tricks.

took half a step back to dodge Mo Yan's forward kick, silently grabbed the gap and quickly approached, raised his arm and hit Mo Yan's side face, and then grabbed Mo Yan's collar and lifted it up and slammed it on the ground.

"How does it feel?"

Lying on the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, under the heavy blow, Mo Yan's breath instantly weakened and withered. Speechlessly, he patted Mo Yan's face, and there was no ridicule and ridicule in his eyes.

"The black box is with you?"

The raindrops fell on his face and flowed into his mouth, and Mo Yan spat out blood, which could be seen more clearly when he got closer, and his speechless appearance was exactly the same as Mo Yan.

"It should have been there, but it wasn't." Speechless and calmly continued: "I left the hotel with a black box, just walked to the mouth of this alley, I was hit by a taxi, I was knocked unconscious, the box was knocked off, and when I woke up, the box was missing, I looked here, and then you appeared......"

"What does that poem mean?"

"Which verse? Oh, that poem, it doesn't make much sense. If you have to impose a meaning, it should be a tribute to the dead. ”

"Bullshit tribute! That's why you kill people? ”

"Of course not. I deserve to kill anyone I kill, but I'm not bored enough to kill someone because of a poem? ”

"Then why did you kill Bai Xue?"

"Why?" The calm in the speechless eyes began to distort, becoming disgusted, murderous, cold: "You haven't heard of it? --- people die for money, and birds die for food! ”