Dongzhou security is wanted to hunt down this lady all over the country, however, she has not been caught so far. Inspector Wu Changhao arrested a beautiful woman who spent a lot of money in a big hotel the day before yesterday, thinking that he had made a great contribution, but who would have thought that he would know that he had arrested the wrong person after investigation.

This beauty turned out to be the famous female singer Liu Beni. And Mrs. Situ Chen, who was being pursued, was nowhere to be found. Later, Situ Chen was anxious, and he offered a reward of 200,000 yuan to pursue his wife. However, in order to compensate Mrs. Yang Yumei for the precious ornaments such as diamonds and pearls, he sold the BMW and the residence on Dongshan Street as a last resort, and auctioned off the villa on the East Coast. ”

"I have also read the report of this case from the newspaper, and I heard that Situ Chen will repay the auction money to Mrs. Yang Yumei tomorrow." The Blue Devil said, "But what does this case have to do with that incomplete code just now?"

Bai Lang silently walked down the stairs, and when he reached the street, he came to the door of the apartment that was five or six half-new, and stopped. "This is the one who used the sunlight to reflect the code just now, oh, you see! Isn't that window open? It must have been reflected from the inside. ”

Bai Lang raised his head, pointed to a window on the fourth floor with his chin, and then asked the woman standing in the doorway:

"Excuse me, does Mr. Situ Chen's friend live in this apartment?"

"Yes, he is Mr. Ho Ligao, the secretary of the gentleman, and he is a gentleman who keeps to himself. Since he is single, I am in charge of the chores around him. ”

"I want to visit him......"

"Visit him?...... Yes! He's sick in bed right now......"

"Is he sick?...... It's been a long time, isn't it......"

"Yes, sir. Since Mrs. Situ's incident, due to his busy affairs, the security guards have often summoned him for questioning, probably caused by overwork! It was a real concern that the day after the case occurred, he had fallen ill with a fever and had been on leave to recuperate at home for two weeks. ”

"It's been two weeks?...... Are you getting better?"

"Ah, I don't know about that."

"I don't know? Aren't you in charge of the chores around him and taking care of him?"

"No, the doctor has instructed that because the patient is emotionally stimulated, it is best not to let anyone else in or out of his room, and I am not allowed to enter."

"Is that what the doctor said?"

"Yes, the doctor comes three times a day, but never lets anyone in."

"Oh, what does he look like?"

"It was an old man with a gray beard, a pair of glasses, a hunched back, and a staggering walk. I was here to see a doctor just now, and I left about 20 minutes ago. ”

Bai Lang's eyes rolled, and he suddenly passed by the woman's side and ran upstairs.

"Hey, where are you going?" The woman hurriedly shouted to Shirakuro.

"He went to the patient's room. Is it the fourth floor?" The Blue Devil replied helpfully.

"Ahh No, you can't! The doctor told you not to let people in! And you don't have the key, the doctor took the key away. ”

"What? The key was ...... Hey! Blue Devil Quick! Bai Lang mustered up his courage and rushed upstairs.

"Hey, no! …… No way! ......" the woman shouted, following them up the stairs.

Bai Lang and the Blue Devil rushed to the fourth floor in one breath and stopped in front of a room facing the street. Bai Lang turned the handle, it was already locked, and there was no way to open the door. So, Bai Lang took out his special tool, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it a few times, and finally, the door was opened, and the two of them entered the room.

It was a small living room, the windows were closed, and the room was dim, with a few rays of sunlight squeezing in through the crack in the door at the end.

As soon as Shirahiro stepped into the door of the bedroom, which had been opened, he said, "Alas! It's late, it's late! ”

The woman poked her head out from behind, saw what was going on in the room, and immediately fainted.

He Ligao is dead. He seemed to have suffered so much torture and pain, his hands and feet were as thin as wood, bent and twisted together, so emaciated that only his skin-covered body was bone-covered, like a skeleton, which was ugly and terrifying. The eyes were wide open, as if they had seen something terrible, a twisted mouth, as if screaming in terror, as if crying for help, and the lips were stiff and pale, as if frozen.

"He was murdered." Bai Lang whispered, "However, not even a drop of blood can be found. Bai Lang bent down and pulled open the shirt that had been buttoned off the corpse, only to find that there were a few strands of blood on his chest.

"It was a fatal wound, and the killer grabbed his throat with one hand, and with the other hand he held a sharp weapon, which was inserted into his atrium very accurately, and with a very thin sharp weapon, so there was not much blood. It seems to have been pierced with a long needle or something, and the wound is subtle. ”

Next to the corpse was a small portable mirror, which was undoubtedly a prop used to make codes. Looking out the window, you can see the gray-black wall reflecting the light, and the reflected light on the wall just now must be a trick played by this secretary He Ligao.

When the woman woke up, she immediately cried out, "Come on! ”

"Don't shout!" Bai Lang shouted, "Calm down! Wait a little longer, call someone, listen to me, and answer my question obediently, because it's a matter of human life...... This He Ligao must have friends living nearby, right?"

"Yes, yes......"

"And that guy's house is connected to this apartment, on the right side of the apartment, right?"

"Yes."

"He and his friend meet together at the bar in the neighborhood every evening and exchange pictorials, don't they?"

"Yes, yes."

"That person is from country E, right?"

"Yes."

"What's his name?"

"Looks like it's called Harris."

"What's the house number of his house?"

"It's the fifth in this row, it's number 92."

"Alright, no problem. But there is one more thing in the end...... Is that the doctor who has been practicing medicine here in the past?"

"Not really. I don't know anything about him, he has only been here since He Ligao fell ill. ”

"Thank you for your answer, you can call someone now. Hi Blue Devils, it's time for us to go. Bai Lang and the Blue Devil hurried to No. 92. It was a small house, and there was a dirty little bar downstairs. A man who looks like a boss is smoking a cigarette at the door.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Harris at home?" Bai Lang asked.

"He just left here, and about half an hour ago he hastily flagged down a taxi and left, which he hardly usually takes."

"Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know, he didn't say where he was going, but I vaguely heard him tell the driver that he was going to the security bureau."

"Oh, that's what happened. So, did anyone come to him again?"

"There's an old man with a white beard. He wore a pair of glasses and walked staggeringly, and he rang Mr. Harris's doorbell for a long time to make sure he was out, and then turned to leave. ”

"Thank you! Thank you! ”

Bai Lang just wanted to raise his hand to stop a passing taxi, but he thought again: No, he walked much faster. He said to himself. Then he fell into deep thought, lowered his head, closed his lips, and walked silently, not speaking to the Blue Devil.

The Blue Devil thought to himself, "This must be another nerve-wracking case. Therefore, he did not bother Bai Lang's contemplation and silently followed him.