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Qingdao, China

It was a Saturday morning. At 5:10, it was still early, and the sun was far from getting up.

Although it is the middle of April, it is quite cool, the cool air, the occasional song of birds and the sound of early risers exercising outside the window, everything is intertwined into a harmonious picture. It is believed that most people are still asleep at this time, enjoying the tranquility brought by nature. But Fu Qinglun's dream was shattered by an urgent bell.

"Jingle bell...."

"Early in the morning, let people not sleep, who?" Fu Qinglun muttered and took out his phone.

"Excuse me, Boss, I woke you up. I'm Xiao Song, it's not good, the group's Mr. Wang was found dead in his villa this morning, and the bureau just received a call to the police..."Their housekeeper's tone was very urgent.

"What? What are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly" Fu Qinglun rubbed his misty eyes.

"Boss, the bureau now wants you to go to Mr. Wang's villa to investigate, there was a murder, and the bureau asked us to rush back before noon to report."

"Oh, okay, I see. Mr. Wang? Which Mr. Wang? Where is it? ”

"It's too late to say, I'll pick you up from your apartment building in about ten minutes, and we'll rush over together, and we'll tell you the details one by one."

"Got it."

"Boss, I'm in a hurry, hurry up! I'll be there right away. ”

Fu Qinglun sighed, looked at his messy bedroom, and smoothed his unkempt curls with his hand and suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Zuo's car arrived on time.

This is a black Volkswagen Poussin, which is quite old. "Here! Boss" The window rolled down, and a thin man beckoned to Fu Qinglun. This is Fu Qinglun's assistant, Song Xiaozheng. Twenty-two years old, compared to Fu Qinglun's size, this young man from Guangzhou is dark and thin.

"Alas, there was a murder so early in the morning!" Fu Qinglun sighed.

"Yes, if it were ordinary people, maybe ordinary murders would not be so important in the bureau. But the deceased was a very important figure in Beijing, so..."

"Yes, I can hear you. You also know this Mr. Wang. ”

"Yes, Boss. His company is influential throughout the region, and there is hardly anyone who does not know the family. ”

"Boss, in addition, this is some materials transferred from the bureau, Director Li asked me to hand them over to you as soon as possible..."

"Show me."

Fu Qinglun took a file bag from his assistant's hand.

He glanced at it a few times, weighed it, and smiled inadvertently: "This is also a material?" Director Li is really good. Just by smelling the ink, and by the hardness and freshness of the paper, you know that it has just been printed. It must be an introduction related to the company, or a personal profile. There is absolutely no picture of his social crowd, and there must be nothing special about this murder. But if unless he wants to tell me..."

"yes, Boss, you guess everything so accurately. It's just some of the materials of this company, and I don't think it's going to be very useful. ”

"Wrong! It's not a guess, it's an analysis and judgment. You have to remember that you have to discover what is really useful on your own, and it is often useless to wait for someone to send you ready-made ones. To find the culprit, first keep your eyes open and see if there are traps around you. Fu Qinglun closed his eyes and slowly took a puff of cigarette.

"I see"

After 30 minutes, the two of them traveled a distance on the outskirts of the city. The black Poussin whirled along a dense forest path into an empty parking lot. It is a large 3-story villa, and it is quite luxurious from the outside. The golden European-style roofs reflected a few rays of the morning sun, and the occasional bird's call in this quiet, somewhat lifeless land seemed to be the most harmonious side, and now it seemed as if something was missing. Fu Qinglun thought, what is missing? That's right, that's the breath of people.

"This is it."

"Yes, Boss."

"It's really hard for you, every time you come to the Investigation Bureau, you are asked to explore the way, it seems that your exploration of direction and location has reached the point of perfection. No one else can do it. ”

"Hey, hey. Practice makes perfect. ”

The two got out of the car and walked to the door of the villa and rang the doorbell.

"Ding Dong"

After a while, someone came to open the door. What the two of them saw in front of them was an old butler with gray hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and although he was old, he was still in good spirits.

"Excuse me, who are you?" The old man asked.

"Hello. Uncle. Ah, yes, we're here to investigate the case. My surname is Fu, Fu Qinglun, and this is my assistant Xiao Song. ”

"Oh. I contacted the police early in the morning, but I didn't expect someone to come so soon. Very good, good, please come in. ”

Fu Qinglun nodded and entered the villa with Xiao Song.

The first thing to enter is the hall of the villa, the interior facilities are very luxuriously decorated, and at a glance it is all European-style mahogany furniture.

Although it is not at the level of a splendid palace, the elegant atmosphere and elegant environment are still refreshing. Before Fu Qinglun had time to watch carefully, he heard the old housekeeper sigh and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, my master... But what a miserable death. You must avenge him! ”。

"Of course it will. Don't worry, old man. Xiao Song said.

"Yes." Fu Qinglun began to look around.

Then came a few people, a middle-aged woman dressed in fashionable fashion, a young man*, a young man in his 20s, and three female nannies. Everyone's faces were not very good, and there was a slight desolation. Fu Qinglun gently rubbed the tip of his nose with his hand, and looked at it one by one with cold eyes. "Hello, Mr.**, this is the master's lover, this is the master's daughter, this is the master's youngest son, and these three people are the nannies of the family."