The Underworld Detective

I asked Huang Xiaotao and Sun Bingxin to help me screen the street list together at night. Song Heting went back to his room to rest. Wang Ai Dynasty had eliminated all women when gathering intelligence, but the workload was still huge.

Sun Bingxin suddenly said: "If the murderer does it again at this time, doesn't it prove Ma Qiaojun innocent? ”

I shook my head: "That eardrop was definitely put by the murderer, since he had a heart to blame, he wouldn't be stupid enough to commit a crime under this knot. ”

Within 20 years, there were hundreds of people living on that street. We looked in a row, often discussing it around one person. Suddenly Huang Xiaotao shouted: “Guess who I found! ”

I was curious, "You're not a shrink, are you? ”

“Exactly!” Huang Xiaotao lit up a piece of paper and Sun Bingxin and I came to see it. Tang Zixin rented a house on that street twenty years ago until the following year.

Sun Bingxin said: “But he rents the fifth floor. There is no basement. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “Not necessarily. The basement doesn't necessarily belong on the ground floor. Besides, he can rent another one! ”

I think Huang Xiaotao has a point. If measured in numerical terms, Tang Zixin's suspicion has risen to 40%.

I saw it was late, so I let them go back to rest. At this time, Wang Ai Dynasty came in from outside, took off his coat without a word, grabbed a cigarette, and said faintly: “Get something! ”

He threw me a big envelope with the printed images on the surveillance. I was surprised, because this was supposed to be the material in the hands of Fat Officer Huang Xiaotao. “You didn't steal it, did you? ”

“Can't you?” Wang Ai Dynasty laughed: “They have already started to celebrate the case solved, nobody noticed anyway. ”

These photographs were taken of a suspected murderer who appeared in the hotel that day. The man was wearing a trench coat, a hat, dressed like a past agent, and he seemed to know better where the surveillance was and was never shot in the front face.

The photograph shows that the person went to the victim's floor and was last taken on a staircase leading to the roof.

I accidentally compared this back shadow to Tang Zixin. The person in the photo was close to his height. Sun Bingxin suddenly noticed a slight difference and immediately pointed out: “Didn't the psychologist always stand on the cane? Which hand did he use, by the way? ”

Huang Xiaotao recalled: "Right hand! ”

I said, "This may be a disguise, and I looked at his leg today and found no disease. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “We assumed that the murderer was him, and the deceased Wang Weixi probably went to him for psychological counseling because of this perverted hobby. Tang Zixin also learned from the counseling that they were going to play s-m in the hotel this day, so he inserted a foot from it and tricked Lee Lan into the roof to kill him. ”

Sun Bingxin inserted a sentence: "I later tested Lee Lan's blood, and she didn't find that kind of Ecstasy-medicine. ”

I analyzed: “According to Huang Xiaotao's hypothesis, the murderer knew Wang Weixi and possibly Lee Lan, perhaps with deception. If that is the case, it can also explain why the prince would be indifferent to the murderer, but we did not find him among his acquaintances. ”

Huang Xiaotao struck a ringing finger and laughed: “Stepping through the iron shoes was nowhere to be found, and it didn't take long to get here. We finally found a man who could be described as a suspect! Visit him tomorrow in his counseling room. ”

I shook my head: "I will never find Wang Weixi's consultation records, if he is the murderer, he will destroy them! But since the killer transported Wang Weixi's body in his car, we can flank it and see if Tang Zixin's car ever drove out during that time. ”

Dynasty aid said: "I'll take care of this! ”

I nodded: "Remember not to make positive contact, if the old man can find evidence too, then I think it's all right. ”

So I called the old man, and I knew he wasn't asleep right now, and I asked him how the big data went. The old man complained that he had not stopped for two days.

I said, "Wait, you check the IP address, see if this address searched for that photo. ”

I gave him the website of the Happy Psychology Clinic, and the old man searched for it and said, "No, my heart hurts so much, didn't it go so well?"

But the old man went on to say, "There was no data flow at this IP address before or after the incident. ”

And I said, "What do you mean, there was no one in this place? ”

Old Happy: “I'm not sure, let's just say that no one used the internet at that time. ”

I reported all the WeChat, cell phone and email addresses on Tang Zixin's business card to the old man to check this person out. If anything comes up, Big Data can stop first.

We were all waiting for the old results, the phone rang five minutes later, I was excited to answer it, but it was Song Xingsheng's voice, his voice gasped a little: “Young Master, we have been attacked! ”

I was so shocked, I said, "We'll be right there. ”

At this time, Song Heting rushed in. Turns out she also received a call from Song Jie. She swept us in cold blood: “Don't go over there, I'll help them! ”

Go ahead, she shook her Han suit and stormed out the corridor like a dragon.

We exchanged our eyes with each other. How can we ignore this emergency? "Wang Xiaotao said:“ Dynasty aid, you call for reinforcements, the three of us go first! ”

When he left, Wang Ai pulled out his gun from behind and handed it to Huang Xiaotao. This time, Huang Xiaotao came to the northwest without a gun. Huang Xiaotao was stunned slightly by mistake, but still took over.

We took a taxi to Shen Lijuan's house and the driver was still nagging. How can we be in this mood? Suddenly there was a bang in front, like a firecracker, followed by another bang.

“Oh, my God, it's a gunshot!” The driver was frightened and almost hit the pole, saying he dared not approach anything.

We kicked the door open and Huang Xiaotao glanced at Sun Bingxin and stopped talking. I know that she wants Sun Bingxin not to go over there, because who he is, what his purpose is, how many guns are unknown, there is no need for Sun Bingxin to take risks.

But I don't feel comfortable leaving Sun Bingxin alone. “Let's have a look together! Don't worry, Auntie. She's strong! ”

We rushed there and found Shen Lijuan's house with black lights, the glass was completely broken, and several people were lying on the open floor outside the door, their weapons, daggers, finger tigers and so on fell aside, and there was a bloody smell of gunpowder in the air. The neighbors around them were frightened, but they dared not turn on the lights and looked in the dark.

Suddenly a man fell from a height and stunned to the ground. Sun Bingxin was scared to hold my arm tight.

When Song Heting followed the body and the Han suit sounded hunting on her body, she said in a slight understatement: “It's all settled! ”