The Underworld Detective

I told him to tell me what happened, and he said that the guy looked like he was 40 or 50 years old, and Xie Ding, about a meter and eight. At that time, there were only street lights in the park, which were not too clear to see, and they seemed to press a woman in a red dress to the ground, which was difficult to hear because of the distance.

Because he was timid and afraid to call the police, he consoled himself that it might have been a couple fighting or something. After about an hour, he looked out again and the two were gone.

Song Xingsheng looked at me and I knew that if I gave the order, he would kill the witness, but then I would never look back.

For a moment of silence, I said, "Anything else? ”

The man thought for a moment: “He seemed to be driving because I saw a black suv parked next to him! ”

I said, "Thank you for your cooperation. Don't call the police, don't speak up. We're investigating this case in secret, okay? ”

The man nodded in a row: "Okay, well... don't mention me, I'm a small civil servant on business, I don't want to get into trouble. ”

Song Xingsheng and I left the hotel, and the driver's first sentence was: "Did you get rid of it? ”

And I said, "I got rid of it! ”

“Go back to your master!” The driver said he was ready to drive.

“No, I have to go somewhere.” I said.

“No, Master told you not to do anything superfluous.” The driver refused.

I explained: "Just now when we tortured the guy, he said he was with another guy last night, he had two witnesses, I had to get rid of the other one, otherwise the client would still be unsafe! ”

The driver's eyeballs turned around: “I have to ask the owner for instructions. ”

When the driver took out his cell phone, I quickly put my hand in the pocket, followed his dialing motion to point it on the phone, and kept a secret record of the dog trainer's number.

The driver spoke a few sentences and finally hung up: “The master said yes. ”

I laughed, "Your dog needs to be brighter in order to please your master, you understand? ”

The driver replied: "I am loyal to my master and don't care about returns! ”

When I got in, I swept the number I had just pressed, and my eyes could leave a residue, so I swept it for about 10 seconds. Then I opened the map of my phone, looked up the nearby winery, and told the driver to go to one of them first.

The killer poured a bottle of wine on the deceased, indicating that there was wine at the scene and that the deceased had not been sealed, and that it should be a soundproofed place, and I think the winery's cellar was more in line with the first crime scene.

The killer, who allowed the organization to protect him for a long time, obviously had considerable financial strength and should be the owner of a winery.

We ran through several bars all morning and didn't find anyone who matched our characteristics. Sun Bingxin called and said: “Brother Song Yang, what are you doing? ”

The driver glanced at me in the mirror, and I immediately said, "It's all right, hanging out in the street. ”

Sun Bingxin said: “I'm on vacation too. Why don't you come out and play? Why don't you wait for me in front of the city hall? ”

I had a hard time: "Uh, today...”

Sun Bingxin said: “Oh, you must come. If you don't want to play with me, you will regret it! ”

When I heard what she was saying, I said, "Okay, I'll meet you at noon. ”

Hanging up the phone, the driver coldly warned: "No tricks! ”

I said, “Are you a dog or a fox? Why can't I go out and play with my green plum horse?" ”

When the car stopped, we came to a fine winery called Junfeng. Walking into the store, the waiter greeted me warmly and I took out a statement I had used before: “I bought a bottle of wine in your estate the other day and it tasted a little wrong, I wanted to see the manager. ”

The waiter stunned and replied, "Okay, I'm going to ask the manager. Sit down for a moment. ”

After sitting for a while, the waiter invited a middle-aged man about fifty years old, and as soon as I saw this face, I had a strong instinct, which was the killer.

To confirm, I looked him up and down with the eyes of a hole, his clothes were changed from head to toe, there was some unclean dirt in his fingernails, there was sludge on his shoe upper, and his spirit was rather sluggish, like it was caused by long-lasting lust. There's another little trait that doesn't count as inference. He's a hawk nose. In a book I read about ethnicity, I mentioned that many of the attacks in homosexuality are hawk noses. Old people don't have that trait. I guess old people are probably suffering.

The manager sat down and gauged my eyes, which made me a little uncomfortable, and he asked with a smile, "Guest, what can I do for you? ”

I lowered my voice: “The dog trainer sent me. ”

The manager shouted, deliberately shouting, "Okay, I'll show you around the wine cellar. ”

The driver whispered: “You lied to me. Didn't you say you wanted to see a witness? ”

I said, "I have my own style of business, a dog, stay out of it! ”

The four of us came to the wine cellar, full of giant oak casks and boxes of wine, and authentic wine was so expensive that no wonder the man was so rich that he could pay the dog trainer's commission.

The manager laughed, "Why didn't the dog trainer show up this time? Is it to take care of my special hobbies, so deliberately replace me with a handsome guy...”

After that, he didn't reach out to me honestly. When Song Xingsheng grabbed his hand and folded it in the opposite direction, the manager screamed in pain. The driver rushed to dissuade him: "Don't hurt the client! ”

I said, "We wash your sins, but we don't provide other services. You better show some respect. ”

The manager begged and begged, "Got it! Understood!”

I gave Song Xingsheng a look. He opened his hand and the manager wept over his hurt fingers.

I asked, "How do you honor me? ”

The manager regained his pride: “Outside, I'm just a small winery owner, and I have a loud name on the road - Easy to pretend to be a killer! ”

I was surprised to say, "Did you do it? ”

The manager shook his head and replied, "No, no, that's not the case, but my modus operandi was inspired by that case. By the way, did you dispose of last night's body and witnesses? ”

And I said, "It's pretty clean. ”

“Good, good, working with you is reassuring, I will call the dog trainer later.” The manager said take a bottle of wine out of the shelf: "I'll buy you a drink and hope you enjoy working with me in the future! ”

I waved, “Don't rush the wine first, I'm afraid there's something missing. Ask me, is this the crime scene? ”

“Yes," the manager said. ”

I looked around, and the dust on the ground actually showed signs of struggle, and I said, "Who was the victim? ”

“A handsome man who came to buy wine, I've been watching him for days and finally tricked him into getting rid of it.” The manager laughed proudly, as if he was showing off an antique he had recently acquired.

I nodded and praised: "Tastes good. ”

“I am not afraid of your jokes, I have serious inaction, only the strong pleasure of killing makes me strong - quite strong, so whenever I see a handsome guy, my inner impulse moves silly, that addiction is a hundred times stronger than my desire for wine!” Interpreted.

I laughed, "Don't you ever have that urge on me! ”

The manager also laughed, "No, I don't. I look like a dog trainer. I have to respect you. By the way, I haven't asked you for your name. ”

I don't answer the question, “How many have you killed? ”

“Not counted. Forty or so!” The manager wanted to answer.

“I'm interested to see where the 'souvenir' you left behind after you killed someone.” I said.

The manager's face changed and the driver said in a gloomy way behind him: "What exactly are you up to, the privacy of the client is all we have to ask. ”

The manager's smile quickly recovered: "It's okay, it's understandable, brother, do it for the first time, pay attention later! ”

And I said, "By the way, how's the sound insulation here? Will the waiter hear anything? ”

The manager replied, "You can rest assured that I specifically remodeled this cellar, with five or six floors of sound insulation, even if it exploded inside, you can't hear it outside. ”

I closed my smile and gave a cold order: “Thank you so much, Song Xingsheng, get rid of him! ”