The Underworld Detective

I stunned for a moment and didn't expect this guy to be arrogant, so I whispered the phone in my pocket, because I often recorded this operation without having to look at it. I said, "So you admit you did all those cases? ”

Zhang Qiang smiled coldly and started pretending to be stupid: “Ah, I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

This man is so cunning, I snorted, “Okay, you wait, we'll find evidence sooner or later. ”

Zhang Qiang was confused: “What are you talking about? By the way, your clothes are fixed. Here! ”

When I picked up my clothes and left the tailor shop, Zhang Qiang revealed a shady smile: “It's dark, be careful on the way!” Then he cut it under his throat with a knife.

This little insert was unexpected, but fortunately I got a sample of his DNA.

I rushed to where Cao Dazhuang used to live. The police had arrived. When I walked into the house, a bunch of people were surrounded by a boy, who was playing the League of Heroes, and I was curious to ask, "What's going on? ”

Huang Xiaotao's face was helpless: “This dead house has to finish this plate before we can get up, we have to wait! ”

The boy had a thick bottle of wine on his back, and he didn't go back and say, "What dead house? Watch your mouth and suddenly come to my house and tell me to go out. It's disrespectful! ”

Huang Xiaotao gazed: “If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't stand there and watch you play games. ”

When I saw Reeven in his game get knifed and killed by Galen jumping out of the grass, I said, "Dude, you're so skilled, hurry up and throw it! ”

The boy said, "No, I'm not gonna admit losing until the last second! ”

Let me take a look around. The house is messy. There are lunch boxes and cigarette butts everywhere. I didn't even throw the box when I moved. But this house is a dead house, which is good news for me, and he probably never cleaned the house.

The boy finally finished the game and stood up and stretched out his lazy waist: "You can investigate. Don't touch the important information in my computer hard drive. ”

Huang Xiaotao scolded: “Who has time to look at your important information! ”

After the boy went out, we closed the door and started investigating, and the floor was covered with a cheap rubber mat, which was like the floor at first glance. The tech crew uncovered it, and below it was the cement ground, and they sprayed it with Rumino's reagent, and then used ultraviolet lights to find blood.

Sun Bingxin deliberately asked: “How can anyone live like this? Sister Tao, isn't your home so messy? ”

Huang Xiaotao is naturally opposed to Pin Feng: “You asked Song Yang if he was in a mess, he went to my place to spend the night. ”

Sun Bingxin shocked his face and said peacefully: “Cut, what's the big deal? We slept in a bed when we were kids, right, Brother Song Yang? ”

I blackened, “I'm not a famous prostitute in the capital. Why should I show off when I've slept in your house? ”

The two of them had fun together, and I didn't think I could be smart.

The technical team found nothing on the floor, the roots of the wall or the bathroom. Sun Bingxin suddenly screamed and held my arm. “Yay, there's a mouse! ”

I looked down, and a little mouse didn't know where to drill out, sniffed around, probably noticed the taste of humanity, and drilled back under the table.

I don't give a shit: "Dead people aren't afraid. Why are you afraid of mice? Wait, there's a rat! ”

Huang Xiaotao's tongue: “Song Yang, you're a little slow to respond to the arc. What's wrong with mice? ”

I was surprised to say, "You might find a clue in the rathole! ”

After listening to this, Sun Bingxin's expression immediately became stiff. I told her to go out and get some air if she couldn't stand it. She shook her head resolutely.

If you have a mouse in your household, it means you have a bunch of rats, because they reproduce super fast.

I asked the police to remove the table and hit it with their fingers against the roots of the wall. When I heard a void in a place, I immediately told them: "Break open the bricks and gently move. ”

They went out and bought some without tools, and the guy came in and said, "Hey, don't pry my wall, you guys are slapping your asses off, the landlord can't make me leave? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “I'll explain it to the landlord. ”

The man in the house cried and said, "Look at what you've done to my house. How can I sleep at night? There's no compensation for coming in here to investigate? ”

Sun Bingxin pointed to the book on the shelf and asked: "Senior, are you studying too? ”

The man scratched his head shyly: "Yes… yes! ”

Turns out the man couldn't find a job after college, told his family about the exams, rented a house outside to play games day and night, thus escaping reality.

Sun Bingxin said: “I am also going to study. It is that English has not been very good. Can I ask you a few questions? ”

The man's face was red: "OK... OK! ”

Sun Bingxin asked him to teach him some mentally retarded junior high school English questions, but the man seriously answered them. As far as I know, Sun Bingxin English is particularly good. He attended international summer camps while attending school and was able to communicate normally with foreigners.

Houseman hasn't spoken to a girl in a long time. He was complimented by Sun Bingxin. His IQ was instantly off the line, and he didn't mention anything about compensation.

Huang Xiaotao looked at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to say that children could teach!

Soon after, the wall was opened, and the interior of the non-load-bearing wall was hollow, hiding a bunch of mice. Someone photographed me with a flashlight and instantly blew up the pan. A large, oily back crept. I looked particularly disgusting and nobody dared to do it.

The man screamed, "That's disgusting! Don't let me out, or how will I sleep? ”

I said to Cho: "Go to a nearby food market or restaurant, get a raw crab shell, and find a big barrel. ”

Zhou and a policeman went out and later brought what I wanted. I dropped the big barrel and baked a crab shell with a lighter to throw it in. All I heard was a squeak, and the mice flocked to me, and a bunch of bees burst into the barrel, and I quickly put the barrel up and put them in a pan.

Huang Xiaotao praised: “It's amazing. How did you come up with this? ”

I laughed: "This is an old method of rat hunting. Rats like to smell crab shell cigarettes, just like cats love to smell cat mint. In the past, they used to deal with these rats and cockroaches, so some of these folk biases are documented in the book. ”

Sun Bingxin said: "Brother Song Yang, come and see, there is something in the rat hole! ”

We went over there and there was a pile of garbage in the hole with two fine bones. I clamped it up with tweezers and compared my fingers, and these two bones were easily mistaken for pig bones, but they were actually human fingers.

Sun Bingxin suddenly realized: “The body is missing two fingers, here it is! ”

I nodded: "Looks like the killer split up here, the mouse touched the fish, stole two fingers and ate them in the nest, leaving us with evidence. ”

The man screamed, "What are you talking about? It's horrible when someone kills someone in this room and splits them up! ”

We ignored him, and I kept looking in the garbage, and I found a Band-Aid, and there was blood under the cotton pad, and the mouse dragged it into the hole to lick the glue, because it was sweet.

I gave Cho the bandage and the cigarette butt I stole from Zhang Qiang's shop and the finger bones, and compared them to the lab. At the time of his departure, Huang Xiaotao stuffed the home man with 300 yuan compensation fee. In fact, it was a sealing fee. Tell him not to make a fuss.

Zhou asked me, "Song, what about this big barrel of rats? Can't you let them go? ”

The best way to get rid of rats is to smoke them with sulfur, but this thing is toxic and could harm wildcats and wild dogs on the street. I said: "Get some dry ice in there and let them suffocate themselves to death, clean up the bodies, or the sheep skewers in the county will be reduced tomorrow...”