The Underworld Detective

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Murong Xiaolei knew from the outset that working in Nanjiang City would definitely meet the strongest task force in the country! But he doesn't care, he even has ideas that want to challenge me.

After that, Murong Xiaolei continued to carry out the crime. Mrs. Murong had always known, but she knew that the trees had been completed and could not be persuaded. She could only silently pray that her husband would be safe and sound.

Until their son and his wife collapsed completely due to an accident, and they cried for a long time in the hospital with their son's hand, Murong Xiaolei said: “Honey, I can't look back, the only thing that concerns me is you. In the drawer on the second floor of the living room is a ticket I've booked for you, a bank card I've prepared. Let's go! As far away as possible, I will find a way to continue circling with Song Yang to buy you time. ”

Mrs. Murong, however, did not want to lose her husband and decided to take her place.

The day she found the editor who defamed her husband, murdered her for the first time. She was scared, but she had to do it, so she stabbed him in the chest almost frantically, one by one, until he didn't breathe.

The police then arrived and ordered her to lay down her arms, when she pleaded for her death, believing that if she died, there would be no proof of her death and that her husband would be free forever.

But it never occurred to me that a trained policeman shot her in the leg and hand and eventually arrested her!

Speaking of which, Lady Murong covered her face and cried: “What a wonderful and happy home it was, why did it become like this? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "People are very expensive when it comes to crime. ”

“Will you arrest him?” Mrs. Murong asked.

“Yes!” Nodded Huang Xiaopeach.

“Will he be sentenced to death? ”

“The death penalty should not escape. ”

Mrs. Murong heard this and stopped crying. I saw deep despair in her eyes, and she said, "Finally, do me a favor, open that window, and I want to get some air. ”

We looked at the locked window, Huang Xiaotao consoled: “Live well, and I will try to get you probation. ”

When we left, Lady Murong screamed in a torn heart in the ward: "My life is already ruined, what's the point of living!” I felt a tingle in my heart, a question I could not answer.

Then Huang Xiaotao summoned a large number of police officers to Murong Xiaolei's house, but found him wearing a short cape, a deer hunting cap and a pipe, as if Holmes was sitting on the couch waiting for us like God.

Mrs. Murong accidentally revealed a key clue, and we came straight to the bathroom, untied the pipes, and looked carefully inside, and we did find a clotted blood trail!

After DNA tests, the blood trail belonged to the first victim, and we finally have the key evidence. Combining Mrs. Murong's confession with other circumstantial evidence is sufficient to form a chain of evidence to convict Murong Xiaolei.

In mid-January, during the first snowfall in Nanjiang City, the sensational killings of writers were heard here.

Murong Xiaolei, who completed the last wonderful defence of his life in court, succeeded in turning Mrs. Murong's deliberate murder into her own coercive murder, carrying all the charges together, and Huang Xiaotao and I remained silent throughout.

Ultimately, Murong Xiaolei was sentenced to death, and he smiled back at me with gratitude: "Thank you Song Yang, this time I lost orally! ”

Mrs. Murong was sentenced to 10 years' imprisonment for being coerced.

After leaving the courtroom, I looked at the snowy sky with infinite emotion in my heart, without a hint of joy in victory.

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's finally over. I'm so tired! ”

I smiled, "Go sit down with me. ”

Back at my place, Wang said with great excitement: "Yoko, Yoko, you're famous this time. ”

“This is probably the biggest case of the year! There were millions of gourd eaters on Twitter discussing this, and people began to think that Murong Xiaolei was a terrible homicidal maniac, but later found that cyberviolence was really hurtful. Previously, an author with leukemia bought medicine by writing a book, but was deliberately smeared by a spray, eventually leaving the world with an exacerbation of illness. Another author relied on the script fee to feed a large family, but was forced to jump to death by several sprays. Murong Xiaolei had tried to get justice for them, but such individual incidents were too small. Chinese law did not have a strict sentencing for cyberviolence. Ultimately, Murong Xiaolei sent a living allowance to the families of the two deceased authors every year. After that time, he also changed his pen name to: Thousand Words Sheng Knife, meaning fearful speech, pointy and bitter words are often sharper than knives! Big V speculated that he had moved the idea of killing since then. ”

Wang Dali read aloud with his mobile phone: “Also, because the public opinion in this case is too large, it has attracted the attention of the relevant departments, and soon all major websites will promote the real name system of accountability! The slogan of Keyboard Man's innocence is about to become history. ”

I sighed for a long time: “As you put it, he's a great and respectable opponent! Hopefully, his death will enable those cyber mobs in society, starting today, to learn what respect means. ”

“There's something for you, by the way! ”

Wang Dali took a letter from the counter, the envelope was black, surrounded by a beautiful circle of laces, in the middle with a line of gold paint: “tomr.song”.

I looked in my hand and said, "What is it, a New Year's card? You have a good taste! ”

“I'll go. It's not New Year yet. Besides, I'll send you a woolen greeting card and send a red envelope directly to WeChat.” Wang Dali shook his head straight.

I opened it and it was an English letter. Luckily, Huang Xiaotao English is not bad, translate it for me. Unexpectedly, this letter came from the Oxford Reasoning Club, and it said that this case in China caught their attention. My reasoning was superb and well deserved by Oriental spirits, so they were going to invite me into the club in the first place, and I would be the first non-writer member ever.

After reading it, Wang Dali shouted: “Too nb, Song Yang, you are now a world-class master of reasoning, I really admire you! Let's go to London together for New Year's Eve. Ha ha, Holmes' hometown, I'm all dirty too. ”

"It's ironic," said Huang Xiaotao. "Thousands of words and knives have gone to great lengths to join the club. Instead, it's all about you. Song Yang, are you going? You can talk to these reasoning masters. ”

I slapped the letter in my hand and suddenly said, "No, write me a letter and say no. ”

“Why?” they said shocked.

I sighed, "Where is the joy of victory when I saw the end of this confrontation? Let me sit with these Getzmans, drink champagne, play the reasoning game, I can't do it! Having experienced all this firsthand and witnessing the pain and trauma that every homicide inflicts on people is a cruel and heartless reality, and if you look at them as a game of reasoning, disrespect for the dead… I am merely a forgery and will never have any other identity. ”

“It certainly fits your personality.” Huang Xiaotao smiled and held my arm: “But I disagree with your last sentence. Oh, you still have a double identity, that's my husband! ”

“Wow, is this a reverse proposal?” Wang Dali said in surprise.

Huang Xiaotao raised his head: “No, I'm just stating my attitude! Song Yang, do it yourself. ”

My face was red and white for a while, and under the scorching stare of Yellow Peach, I told Wang Daoli: “My drawer is the innermost, hidden something to help me take it out. ”

After a while, Wang Dali picked that thing up, it was a diamond ring in a box, and he shouted, “Wow, come on, you're even ready for this! ”

And I said, "What are you so excited about? It's not for you. ”

Wang Dali covered his chest: "Well, that hurts! ”

I bought the ring quietly when I got back from Macau. It didn't matter in itself. I felt the way forward was dangerous. I should have explained this feeling sooner, but I hesitated. Jiangbei's knife hasn't been eradicated yet. It'll be a storm waiting for us. Can we really propose now?

I couldn't make up my mind, and then the case happened, and I set it aside.

When I proposed for the first time, I was nervous and ashamed to ask Huang Xiaotao: “Do you need to kneel down? ”

“Of course, the sense of ritual is important! ”

I knelt down on one leg, opened the box, and asked deeply, "Wong Xiao Peach, will you marry me? ”

Huang Xiaotao covered her mouth, tears of happiness spinning in her eyes, she replied: "A million willing! ”