The Underworld Detective

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In his letter, Sun Tiger filed a case 20 years ago, which was the last case in which he and Grandpa worked together.

At that time, several women died in the city of Nanjiang as a result of accidents. What they all had in common was that they were in their thirties, married couples, and their emotions were not the same. At first, the police thought it was a case of wife-killing, but every husband had perfect alibi.

After Grandpa intervened, it was discovered that the cases were interrelated and that each homicide carried multiple criminal colors, and he made an astonishing assumption that the husbands had joined forces to kill their wives and cover each other.

As the investigation deepened, three people were unable to fight to admit the existence of the Wife-Killing Alliance, but at this time, one of the most powerful men invited mysterious foreign aid, who was the Yellow Springs Bone Buyer in Jiangbei's crippled knife!

As soon as Huang Quan bought the bone men, he washed their charges clean. In the dark, he and grandpa and Sun Tiger fought wisely.

With the help of Yellow Springs bone buyers, the suspect was cleared of the charges and swung out of the public security bureau. The case was deadlocked and desperate. Grandpa and Sun Tiger made a decision...

“The opponents were too strong, and that was the first time we decided to use violence outside the law, and it was right and wrong that I had no right to speak. But eventually, the case ended with our tragic defeat, and Zhaolin and I paid a tragic price for it! ”

The suicide note came to an end, and there was a void behind it. I looked at the date, written before the vip case, and maybe he was going to come back and write again, but I didn't think he would ever be able to go home again.

After watching, the few of us were silent for a long time, and I said, "Old man, look for something else! ”

“Oops, I have to work for New Year's Eve. Is there any reason?” Old complaints.

I scolded: "You didn't pick it up! ”

Old man searched for other documents on the computer complaining, Sun Bingxin was not too sad. After all, this letter is mainly about the case. When I saw her face thinking, I asked what happened.

She said, "My dad used to tell me that he had a chance to get promoted to chief, and then he went down to chief because of one thing... I always thought he was bragging, and I didn't mean it. After all, an uncle his age loved bragging. ”

I suddenly remembered one thing: “At Uncle Sun's funeral, Director Cheng also mentioned it. Perhaps Director Cheng knew something. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, you mean, check it out? ”

I nodded: "How can I be surprised to see this letter? ”

“Ha ha, it's really your personality, but let's not have to get too close first. Since this case is in Nanjiang City, there must be a file in the archives room, go look for it tomorrow!” Huang Xiaotao suggested.

I'm not very hopeful about this, because I've basically read all the files in the archives, especially the case where Grandpa was involved, and I should have known if there was one.

The old man finally found nothing. At 12 o'clock, there was no whipping and firecrackers outside. This year, the whipping and firecrackers in the city were regulated, replacing the cheers of some citizens: “New Year! ”

Huang Xiaotao patted Sun Bingxin: “Go outside and burn your father's paper money. ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Sun Bingxin nodded.

The few of us came outside, I lit a piece of paper money and put it at the roots of the wall. Sun Bingxin took a scarf out of the bag and threw it into the fire. She put her hands together and wished for the night sky: “Dad, it's cold, I'll make you a scarf. You're in heaven. Oh, don't drink too much wine...”

Sun Bingxin's eyes were red and tears fell. When I think of Sun Tiger's lifetime care, when I think of his laughter, and when I think of his sudden death, I also feel a bit of sourness, and Huang Xiao Peach beside me is dark tears.

We stood still against the fire until it was completely extinguished. Huang Xiaotao pulled out a beautifully packaged little box to give Sun Bingxin: “Here you go! ”

Fortunately, I was also prepared. I bought a lovely pair of earrings, and I pulled out a gift for Sun Bingxin.

I didn't expect that even the old man had prepared a gift. I really underestimated him. He pulled out a box of newspaper bags with a smile and gave it to Sun Bingxin: “Happy New Year, Icy Sister! ”

The worst part was Wang Dali, who said, “No way, you have all prepared gifts. I am not prepared for anything. I will serve them tomorrow. ”

Sun Bing replied shyly: "Okay, no, I'm sorry. ”

Huang Xiaotao smiled: “Just this once, next time I won't give it away. ”

None of us want to go back, I propose to go for a walk, and tonight I especially want to break the bar, if I can find a bar that's still open, I'll go in for a walk.

It has always been agreed that in the early morning of the first year, there is no sense in walking in the cold streets. Huang Xiaotao advised Sun Bingxin to move to her house and the two girls could take care of each other.

Sun Bingxin said: “That's not good, Brother Song Yang doesn't come to your house often, should I go to the right place? ”

Huang Xiaotao laughed: “It's okay, I told him not to come. ”

“Am I not an electric bulb?” Sun Bing pointed to himself.

“Haha, what's the big deal? Anyway, Song Yang and I will be together for decades to come.” Huang Xiaotao waved his hands in an atmospheric way.

“By the way, when are you getting married? ”

I said, "We won't think about it now. We won't get married until the organization is completely destroyed. ”

Sun Bingxin asked: "Will that day come? ”

I answered resolutely, "I will! ”

Wang Dali intervened at this time: "Song Yang, are you thinking clearly? So young to walk into the tomb of love? There are no regret pills in this world. ”

I looked at Huang Xiaotao and laughed: “The tomb of love is also different. I am a Taj Mahal, I would rather lie in it for life. ”

Huang Xiaotao couldn't help coughing: “Don't say such bad words! ”

I snapped: “What you just said doesn't count!” Several people laughed.

The subject returned to Sun Tiger's suicide note, according to the letter, when he and Grandpa used illegal means against the hopelessness of the opposing organization.

If I had, I wouldn't have agreed to it, but as I've been through so much, I've gradually come to a new understanding, and sometimes law-enforcers step on that line, but as long as the mind is right, the means are forgivable.

Just called: thunderbolt, bodhisattva heart.

And I'm surrounded by a living example -- the Knife God!

The more I know him, the more I can feel his justice and integrity, the more he has been carrying out his beliefs, even if the means are dirty.

I suddenly wondered, would the Knife God know about this? Better ask him sometime.