The Underworld Detective

Sun Bingxin asked me, "Brother Song Yang, do you want to transfer the other prisoners? ”

I waved, "That's not necessary. They just sneaked out two people and didn't take them all away all of a sudden and put the guards here on guard.” The loss of prisoners in prison is a matter of great importance, and it is expected that a number of prison guards will be implicated and punished, needless to say, they will also be more vigilant.

I went on to say, "And the prisoners themselves are not the point! ”

“Isn't that the point? So what's the point?” Sun Bing-hearted asked.

I smiled and said to the warden in front of me: "Would you show us the personal belongings of the two missing prisoners, please? ”

We were taken to a small house with rows of shelves and a paper bag with numbers on it. When I came in, I looked at the place. The security was average, the locks were old-fashioned, and it was easy to get in.

Since the watchmaker left the prisoner's blood on the scene, he must have wanted to give us some information to guide us here. Where will the information be hidden when people are gone? I think it's more likely here.

Shortly afterwards, the guard found two paper bags, and I poured out what was inside. In a bunch of cluttered things, I actually hid a box of tape, which said ‘To Song Yang’.

The warden looked shocked and hurried over the transcript: "They did not have such items when they were in prison. ”

I said, "I know, this must be the guy who took him in… Excuse me, do you have a walkie? ”

“Yes!” the warden answered very briefly.

This place is full of prisoners' personal belongings. Some prisoners have been in jail for more than 30 years, and they have never taken what they put here, let alone listened to them, and BP machines can find several.

After a while, the warden listened to me with a battery attached to it, and I put the tape in, and this time it was not electronically synthesized sound, but a dull male voice, which was probably the real voice of the watchmaker.

The voice said: "Song Yang, I am not surprised that you will find me here. To be honest, although I was ordered by the King to deal with you, I have had a lot of fun playing this game and haven't felt like such a chess opponent in a long time. Next clue I stayed at 47 Chunjiang Road, this time it was a big surprise, hahahahaha..."

As usual, the recording ended with a rave of laughter that shocked my ears a little.

I've never seen him before, but through a few fights, I've roughly outlined the portrait of a watchmaker. He is about fifty years old, a person with a strong sense of time and ritual, who likes to be organized, may have some physical disabilities, in reality is an honest introvert, even very kind person, but deep inside he has a perverse sense of purpose.

Sun Bing said quietly: “Is his next game the family of the policemen...”

I interrupted her: "Shut up, let's get over there! ”

When we left prison, I briefly told Huang Xiaotao in a text message. According to the watchmaker's criminal habits, the venue for providing the second information was just a transition, so I told her not to come back for reinforcements, just wait for my message. Huang Xiaotao replied: “Be careful. ”

I looked in the rearview mirror and Song Xingsheng was injured last night, with a bandage on his hand. I don't want him to take any more chances if that's okay, but where we're going is downtown, and in the middle of the day, there shouldn't be an ambush.

An hour later, we came to the address given in the tape, it was a single-family apartment building. As soon as we approached it, we found an upward arrow sprayed with paint on the gate. An old lady shopping for vegetables stood beside the wall and complained: “Who is so illiterate and confused about painting on the door? There are some in the hallway. It's really annoying...”

And I thought to myself, this is probably left behind by the watchmaker, looking around, but unfortunately there's no monitor.

We walked into the building, and the hallway was filled with upward arrows, which stretched all the way to the roof. The last arrow was on the ceiling, pointing to the apartment door on the right hand side, so difficult that I didn't know how to spray it.

Li Jinfeng couldn't help but say that he was going to kick the door with his feet. I hurriedly stopped him and pulled out the unlocking tools to compare them. Li Jinfeng said guiltily: "Sorry, I got used to it when I was collecting debts in Guangdong. ”

I said, "Please wait at the door for a while. I have some things to do. Don't push the door until I tell you. ”

They nodded and promised that I would use the unlocking tool to thump a few times, easily pry open the lock core, and then quickly push a small stitch into it.

It was dark, but it didn't stand in my way. I saw the photographs on both sides of the walls securely and numbly, as can be seen from the dust marks on the ground, the furniture in the whole house had been emptied, and there was only one chair left, with a walking ear on it.

These are undoubtedly the messages left by the watchmaker, but I don't want to rush to see them for now. I pulled out the briar and lit it, fumigated it in the house, and then released the reflexive fragrance, a black smoke in the air, and outlined a human figure!

It was a middle-aged man with less than a meter and a half head and a little camel on his back. I noticed that his right hand and left leg were empty, but his body was balanced, and the reflex only captured the field signals left by bioelectricity and did not respond to inorganics.

So I guess the man's right hand and left leg are prosthetic limbs!

This must be the true face of the watchmaker Lushan, I didn't use my phone to shoot, because the reflex scent is too sensitive and the flash will disperse them.

When I turned around, I discovered that there was another figure in the reflexive scent. I saw an elderly person standing about one meter and seven in the direction of the entrance. From the movement of his hands, he seemed to be standing on a crutch.

King Jing? No, his face is slightly different from that of the King of Landscapes.

I guess this may be King Jing's eldest son, King Jing Aotian. King Jing Aotian is over 120 years old this year, and Jing Aotian is not too young. I think he must be an old man close to 100 years old. I can't help but feel sorry for him. This family has a long life.

In fact, the longest living person in the world was 256 years old, a Chinese, who lived all the way from Kangxi to the Republic. There are many health secrets in ancient times, and King Jing's longevity may also be related to this.

From the standings and movements of the two people, the watchmaker is reporting to the other person, and it looks like a compliment. Jing Aotian, since the benevolence appeared here, can be seen that the game was directed by his own hand.

The rehearsal fragrance is very precious, it's all from Grandpa, use a little less. I retracted the container at all, so I opened the door for them to come in. Sun Bing asked curiously: "What are you doing in the house for so long? ”

I said the characteristics of the two people, Sun Bingxin immediately understood: “You are using your magic again! ”

“Yeah, so perfect a confined space, I naturally have to use it. ”

Li Jinfeng asked inexplicably: "What are you talking about? What magic? ”

I waved: “Let's explain later, let's hear what the watchmaker left us with this time. ”