The Underworld Detective

I called Huang Xiaotao immediately. After listening, she yelled: “What's wrong? How dare the little girl leave Nanjiang City while on probation! Really barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. ”

I laughed: "Her ID number should be backed up in the bureau, check it out! ”

“Okay, I'll check it out for you. ”

After a while, Huang Xiaotao called and said: “I found out, she bought a train ticket to help the wind, and the last time she showed up was at a hostel in Zhoukou County. ”

“A few days ago?” I asked.

“Five days ago!” Huang Xiaotao replied.

“Send me the full address.” I said.

“You're not going to find it yourself, are you?” Huang Xiao Peach had an accident.

I couldn't help but say: “I owe bald and strong a lot of people, so let's just help him once...”

Huang Xiaotao sighed: “Forget it. Together, Chu Yan's case was handled by us. Now she escapes during probation, so it is up to us to catch her. ”

“No, I'm just looking for someone. I'll go. ”

I don't want to spook the whole task force for personal matters anymore, and I really don't want to. In addition, there is a further layer of concern. Shaanxi is the territory of King Jing, the handicapped knife cadre of Jiangbei Province. The knife god warned me not to be prepared to step in. I fear that too many people will attract attention.

Huang Xiao Tao Shi momentarily said: “Fine, whether you can find it or not, be safe. ”

“Okay, don't worry! ”

After I hung up the phone, I told bald guy, he glanced at me: "Windshield? Let's go now. ”

“I'll go back to the store and tell them. ”

“I'm booking a ticket! ”

When we left, I packed the unfinished food for Wang Dali and brought it back. I told Wang Dali to go out for a few more days. Wang Dali said with a smile: “It's okay, I'll take care of the store. This is not a solved case, I don't think it will be too hard. Remember to bring me some souvenirs. ”

An hour later, the bald-headed BMW ‘squeaked’ and stopped at the door, waving with sunglasses: "Song, hurry up! ”

I got in the car with the stunning eyes of the clerks, wondering if they would think I was going to cut people.

As the car was about to drive, a person appeared in the mirror, quickly appearing beside the car, quickly pulling the door open and sitting in. I saw it was Song Xingxing. I haven't seen him before. "Who are you? Down!”

Song Xingshen ignored it and spit out a word in the shadows: “Why didn't you call me? ”

I had long suspected that Song Xingsheng had wiretaps around me. Otherwise, I could not have known my movements in such a timely manner. "Just looking for someone, nothing dangerous, so I didn't inform you. ”

Song Xingsheng sneered: “Wherever you go, you never feel safe! You're intuitive in solving a case, but not in any other way. ”

Now that we're here, I quickly booked an extra ticket on my phone. That evening, we arrived at the windshield. We didn't have time to hang out in Gudu. Barehead immediately booked a taxi to Zhoukou County.

At around 7 o'clock we found the last guest house Chu Yan had stayed at. Unexpectedly, the staff told us that the guest in that room had disappeared four days earlier, leaving no one behind and the room was empty.

We came to that room, and the house was cleaned. I looked around and found two women's cigarette butts under the bed, judging by the bite marks, left by the same person and should have been thrown recently.

"Chu Yan doesn't smoke! ”

Song Xingxin fell: “She is a pure and innocent goddess in your heart, right? ”

“Say it again, motherfucker!” Paige, the little pig with his bare head barking his chest, changed in less than a second: “Brother, I was wrong... wrong...”

Song Xingsheng pressed his bald hand and twisted it in the opposite direction. His bald head hurt so much that tears came down. I said: "That's enough! ”

Song Xingshen let go of his hand. He rubbed his bare head against his back and looked at him with a kind of awe. Song Xingsheng didn't talk much on the way. He didn't quite know who Song Xingsheng was.

I put the cigarette butt in the evidence bag, and I noticed that a chair had been moved, and that there seemed to be two cups on the table. I'm guessing Chu Yan was sitting with someone else? I went outside and unfortunately this little hostel didn't have a surveillance tape.

I asked Song Xingxing what he had in mind. At this time, I have no one else to ask. "I think it must be someone I met, maybe a man, who came all the way here. ”

“What did you say?” The bald tone instantly went up eight degrees: “My Chu Yan won't come this far to meet a man, be careful I beat you... I was wrong... wrong...”

Song Xingsheng grabbed his bald ear and forced his big body to bend down. I laughed and said enough.

Chu Yan's relationship is simple, he can barely leave the house, so there is a great chance of knowing his internet friends. Naturally, he needs to rely on the old man.

I called the old man, and, as usual, he harassed me, and I answered with pleasure.

I said, "I'm hungry. Let's go out for dinner! ”

Out of the reception room, bald head stared at a large row, said to the boss to fry ten plates of the good dishes, two more beers, then picked up a table, pulled the chair open for me, and smiled: “Please sit down, Song! ”

The dish hasn't come up yet, the boss first served the beans and beer, naked and drank a sip of beer, frowning and bragging about his story. What teenagers come out to hang out? For the first time, people stabbed me in the stomach with a knife. I've driven a luxury car and played with young models. The experience of Ancient Enchants is the same, it's really not very nutritious.

These contents, I'm just laughing now, and Song Xingsheng doesn't think otherwise, his face is always smiling.

His bald head suddenly slapped the table and stared at him: “I see something wrong with you! I'm not talking to you. If you don't like it, don't go away. Don't laugh at me. I'm goosebumps. ”

“Want to be cleaned up again?” Song Xingxing glanced at him.

Skinny stretches his head: “Gentleman... don't do anything... do you despise me? What have you been through? Say it. ”

Song Xingshen bluntly said: “Without your complicated experiences, I've just killed some people. ”

“Bragging!” The bald face exaggerated, pointing to Song Xingsheng and saying to me: "Song, is he bragging? ”

I laughed bitterly, "You two have to be angry. Is it necessary to be so sharp? ”

"" That's right, everyone is a martial arts man... ”

“Man of martial arts?! ”

This is one of the most emotional - colorful words I've heard from Song Xingsheng since I met him, and he probably thinks it's too funny that such a bald-headed gangster would dare to call himself a martial artist.

Naked and proud, Deser said: “If I didn't blow it with you, I'd been practicing with our boss for a few years. Take a look at my muscles, my thin body like yours, you think carrying a broken knife is a martial arts man? If you go to Xinhua Bookstore and buy a book, you can learn. What can you drag? I've killed people before, but the lies are too unreliable! ”

Song Xingxing turned cold to me: “Young master, now you know what it means to have no eyes? ”

"Speak less," I said to my bald head. "You don't know him. He's better than you think. ”

"I don't believe it! If you can, let's find a place to practice later! ”

Song Xingshen said: “No need to look for a place, just here! ”