Chapter 172: Killing people and destroying mouths
The proprietress grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the greasy table, and her tone became more contemptuous.
"You men, when a woman is stronger than you, you try your best to suppress her and humiliate her, but she is worse than yourself, and she looks down on others, and thinks that others are holding back. It's just a toad, ugly, and well-played. β
Jiang Yanshu was dumbfounded, this and this......
The proprietress looked him up and down, pouted and spit the melon seed skin into the unrecognizable trash can, "What, I said it wrong?" Men are like that. β
Jiang Yanshu's mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't say a word.
The more the proprietress looked, the more angry she became, "Inquire and inquire, what is there to inquire about?" β
"I ...... I thought, rich people are like that, I take this ...... Stuff, when she looks down on me, I can scold back. Jiang Yanshu said that it was heartbroken, it turned out that it was so painful to say that he couldn't help it!
The proprietress sprinkled the melon seeds in her hand and landed on the dark table, she couldn't see clearly without good eyesight, "Cut, disgusting." β
Jiang Yanshu hurriedly touched his body, and finally let him find two more hundreds, and stuffed them all to the proprietress in one go, "Oh, boss, just tell me, I'm just scared, in case she really looks down on me in the future, I'm ...... I can still have something to put on the dough, can't I? Madame! β
The proprietress rubbed two hundred yuan, thinking, I don't believe it if it's true or false, even if it's a strip, there is no such a bag.
"Okay, for your pity, I'll tell you about it." The proprietress opened her mouth compassionately.
Jiang Yanshu couldn't wait to drag a stool higher than the threshold and sit down, "Okay, okay, you say." β
The proprietress looked left and right, and then lowered her voice and said, "This person, I just came here a few days ago, I don't know why, I always play hot with the old nest head of the second-hand store, and I play mahjong together every day. β
Saying that, the proprietress skillfully grabbed the melon seeds on the table and knocked them viciously, "Men like to brag, and there is a funny thing, he actually said that he killed someone and didn't go to jail, I will die of laughter." β
Jiang Yanshu smiled with the boss's wife on his face, but his heart was already cold, what Fan Tong said was not fake, he was not joking, he was real, he killed someone, and he was not imprisoned.
In Lhasa, it was Sheng Honeysuckle who misestimated their force value, Sheng Honeysuckle didn't know that Gu Shicheng knew Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and he didn't know that he had skills.
So I sent Fan Tong, who didn't have a good idea, to come out and mess things up.
Jiang Yanshu talked to the proprietress for a while, got up and left, he had just left the dry cleaner, and the old nest head of the second-hand car store came over.
"What did you tell him?" The old nest stared at Jiang Yanshu's back.
Jiang Yanshu turned back as if he had a feeling, and the old nest turned his head again, propped his hands on the dark table.
The proprietress rolled her eyes and spit the melon seed shell into his face, "What's the matter, I'm not allowed to speak." β
"I just heard the word killing, what kind of good thing is that? Do you want to put this on the lips? Don't you want to mess around here?! The dark wheat-colored skin of the old nest head was bulging, and the smell of the paint on the car on his body pierced the temples of the proprietress with pain.
The proprietress also got angry, "I'm not messing around here, it's your business!" The old lady lives here with her ability! Didn't I just say a couple of words about the new arrival, what?! β
The old nest head was frightened by her words and took half a step back, and his heel hit the threshold, and he woke up like a dream, with only two words in his heart, "It's broken!" β
Lao Wotou relied on years of ninth-rate kung fu to adjust a smile, "Forget it, don't tell your mother-in-law, it's closed, go eat something good today." β
The proprietress took a sip of him and laughed bitterly, "Hmph, dead ghost." β
Lao Wotou was very anxious, but he still closed unhurriedly, and said a few words to the tea shop opposite.
The roller shutter door was lowered, and only a blinding white light remained in the room, "Where to eat?" Don't tell me anything about Haidilao, my mother will turn her face with you. β
The old nest touched her waist, "How come, impossible!" β
The smile on the proprietress turned into horror before it bloomed, and then she looked at the old nest in front of her in disbelief, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.
Lao Wotou gently put her on the ground, pulled two plastic bags from the side, wrapped her feet, went to the toilet to get a basin and a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the footprints on the ground and the fingerprints on the sticky table one by one.
Finally, he closed her eyes and said, "I told you a long time ago that your mouth is important, and those who come to inquire about the news are all strips." If you don't listen, it's okay now. β
The tone was full of blame.
The old nest head folded his hands and said, "Sin." β
turned around and left through the back door, avoiding the surveillance all the way, and touched into Fan Tong's house, which was a small room of less than forty square meters, and it was piled up in tatters.
Fan Tongzheng stood at the door of the toilet and looked at him vigilantly, and when he saw that it was him, he relaxed a little, "Why are you here?" Live? β
The old nest turned around and locked the door, "What kind of work, there is a big disaster!" You hurry up, the one who followed you today is a strip, and he has already made a lot of words in the alley, I guess, it's coming over soon. β
Fan Tong's face turned pale, "." β
Lao Wotou looked down at the time, "It's too late, I have to go back, otherwise this alibi will not be easy to handle." β
Fan Tong nodded and touched his face, "Damn, I have to change places again." β
The old nest shook his head, "You should know if you do this." β
After saying that, he didn't care about him, and once again avoided the surveillance and touched the root of the wall to go to the vegetable market, turned around, and emphasized to a bunch of vendors that he had been out for a long time today, and went back with the ingredients in both hands.
He still chose the back door very carefully, and after opening the door, the lights were turned on, and a scream spread throughout the south lane of Xianglin Road.
Jiang Zhenshan and his entourage, who had just arrived, felt a strong uneasiness in their hearts, and were rushing inside, when they saw the door of the dry cleaner coming, a sixty-year-old man rushed out, shouting in his mouth-
"Helpβhelpβ"
Jiang Zhushan stood still, "Very good, now there is another death without proof." β
Everyone: "............"
Lao Wotou's legs were weak, and he knelt in the middle of the alley, "Police? Comrade policeman! β
The wailing sound hovered over the alley for a long time, and Jiang Yanshu and Nan Shu, who were sitting and waiting in the car outside, looked at each other.
Nan Shu rubbed his ears, "He...... Grievances? β
Jiang Yanshu: "Dry howl." Probably not. It's not a sincere cry. β
Nan Shumeng circle, "this...... Frightened, isn't it? β
Jiang Yanshu shook his head, "No, you listen to this voice, it's a call." Do you still remember what Water Margin said when she commented on Pan Jinlian crying Dalang? β
"There are tears, and there are voices that cry; There are tears and silent weeping; There are no tears, there is a voice. After Nan Shu finished speaking, he also felt that something was wrong, "In this person's voice, there is no fright, only a shout, just like ...... I'm afraid that no one will hear it. β
Jiang Yanshu nodded, "It's inconvenient for me to go in, I may have to come to inquire about the news in the future, do you want to go in?" β
Nan Shu narrowed his eyes and pushed the half-rimmed silver wire glasses, "No, I don't plan to let Sheng Honeysuckle notice me yet." β
The two were speechless for a while, and the criminal police in the alley were also speechless.
This man kept pulling them and howling, constantly crying about his wife's death, Jiang Zhenshan grabbed the old man's clothes and threw them aside, "If you really want your wife to be blind, you should let us in." β
The old nest cowered and hugged himself, squatting under the bluestone steps, nervously muttering, "Honghong...... Why did you leave me? Why? Didn't you say that you want to eat hot pot together? β
When the group entered, Jiang Zhenshan pressed his forehead, "Technical detective, forensic doctor, are the traces coming?" β
Huang Sheng looked outside the door, "It's here." β
As soon as the cordon was pulled, I was going to persuade people not to take pictures, but there was no work to do in the public security, and no one came!
As soon as they all closed the door, they shrank in their own room.
"Cangtian, this floor has been cleaned, and now there are only the footprints of the old man outside, who came in through the back door, and then disappeared at the front door...... This murderer is quite exquisite. β
Jiang Zhushan turned sideways and looked at the old nest head who was crying outside, "No?" β
The medical examiner looked back, "The time of death was no more than two hours." Moreover, it was a fatal knife, and it was initially inferred that an acquaintance committed the crime, and the deceased had no traces of resistance, so now it is up to us to see if we can extract the occult blood and the biological tissue that fell on the ground. β
"What are you kidding, look at this ...... of back cleaning"
The trace inspection who was still talking just now suddenly raised his voice with surprise, "There is a discovery!" β
A crowd of people gathered around, and shoe covers stabbed and stabbed.
The trace inspection used tweezers to pick up a piece of foot skin, and the flashlight on his head pointed to a picture similar to a heel, "This is fresh, and it is very likely that the suspect has been here!" β
The evidence was sealed and transferred back to the city bureau, ready to work overtime to make a report.
Jiang Zhushan squatted down and looked at the threshold, as well as under the table legs, "There are half footprints here......"
Before he could finish his sentence, the security guards outside let out a scream, "Catch him!" He wants to run! β
The old nest head was scared when he heard the foot skin, and now he heard that there were half footprints, and he couldn't stay anymore, so he got up and said that he had low blood sugar, and he didn't pay attention to the security, so he ran away at all, and only drilled the intricate alley.
The two people outside heard the voice and rushed in, Jiang Zhenshan was looking at the positioning given by the technical detective, and quickly commanded according to the headset.
Jiang Yanshu patted him on the shoulder, "I'll chase it and synchronize the location to me, I'm familiar with this piece." β
Nan Shu took off his suit, "Me too." β
The two stared at the positioning map of the technical detective, glanced at each other, and went separately to intercept, Nan Shu touched his waist when he ran, and it was good to have a gun.
Jiang Yanshu supported the wall with one hand and climbed over the wall, chasing the old nest head in a straight line, but the piles of baskets on the road were too obstructive.
At the fork in the road, Jiang Yanshu finally saw the old nest head who kept looking back, "Don't run!" β
The roar of the angry dantian frightened the old nest head so much that he almost turned around, grabbed the moss-covered wall, and ran towards the dead end on the left.
Jiang Yanshu took out the dagger on his waist, kept at his feet, and ran after the old nest, "Stop!" The police! β
The old nest ran like he was desperate, grabbed the door frame and went into the yard, and hung up the deadbolt, only to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Smack-"
As soon as the old nest turned his head, he saw the young man who came to ask his wife in the afternoon!
Lao Wotou said a few swear words in his mouth that Jiang Yanshu couldn't understand, "You killed my wife!" β
Jiang Yanshu sneered, "Shut me up,!" β
He pounced in the middle of his words, kicked the waist of the old nest head, the old nest head couldn't dodge, and hit the pyre, covering his waist and preparing to stand up and fight for 300 rounds.
"Click."
Jiang Yanshu didn't know where to find a pair of handcuffs, and ruthlessly handcuffed him, "If you have something to say, keep it and go to the interrogation room." β
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and out came a young man with a baseball cap in his hands, and the muscles in his hands bulged.