Trafford’s Trading Club

Heavy overnight rains have caused temperatures in the city to drop considerably.

With this storm, a new typhoon appears to have arrived.

Although the city is close to the sea, typhoons along the coast are not new. But have you had a little more typhoons this summer?

Compared to last year, there seems to be a lot more, and there are rumours of floods all over the country.

This is the reason for the deterioration of the global natural environment, who should be allowed to pay for the destruction of nature… This is not a matter of concern to small citizens.

All you need to do is care about your livelihood. Just think about which route you should change because of the heavy rains last night that clogged a lot of the sewers in the street, making it so difficult to travel early this morning.

But it wasn't because of the road blockage that the police department in the Bureau's forensic section under Machoud was late for work - they hadn't left since yesterday.

Overtime.

In one night, all the people in the department went out in order to take Xu Zhao's background out of the dark - the reason, naturally, is that Ma SIR got some clues from the deputy editor-in-chief.

“Xu Zhao, according to his monthly tax situation, belongs to a high-income group. The annual income should be in the order of a million.” A young police officer staring at a pair of red eyes is reporting in front of the horse SIR: “But we understand that this man is a good drinker, fun, and a good woman. At least five trips a month to and from Beautiful Paradise, as well as some other entertainment venues… Preliminary estimates suggest he spends at least $100,000 a month. In addition to the house he now lives in, he also has two commercial mortgage units in supply, with a monthly loan repayment of 46,788. Last month, he also bought a new Mercedes-Benz car for a total price of 800,000 yuan...”

“Okay, well, this guy must have problems with the economy, but the economic problems are not our concern...” Mahoud shook his head: “But looking at the difference between his consumption and his income, you can be sure that this guy must have other grey income...”

It's just that this guy is the manager of a remedial class... can't such a remedial class do anything that makes‘ fast 'money?

“By the way, we also found out that Xu Zhao rented a duplex villa in the name of Xu Zhao International, where security guards told us that many vehicles could often be seen parked next to this unit. But this time seems to have stopped. That unit hasn't lit a light in almost a week. ”

"We suspect Xu Zhao will do something in this rented place. It just stopped so suddenly recently... it seems like it's about the same time we started investigating the remedial classes, Ma SIR, do you think we might have leaked the wind? ”

Mahoud frowned: “Do you think people in the department will leak? ”

The young police officer shook his head and Mahoud knocked on the table for a while, "There are no walls that are not ventilated. The golden master behind the remedial classes is wearing talent, and this guy and a lot of faces are familiar. ”

Mahoud has not gone on to say the following… For example, the leader he is on is a guy who likes to run trains with two more drinks on the table.

“The unit at Extremely Proud International must be tired of cats. Let two brothers serve it 24/7.” Mahoud sighed.

Patience is required to handle the case, and there is no rush at all... Without evidence, we can only have better patience than the other party, waiting for the other party to reveal itself.

But how could SIR not have imagined... how little time he needed to wait!

When the newspaper was finished and the little police officer who was going to pick up his men opened the door as Mahoud ordered, an officer on duty in the Lobby of the Bureau came to the section.

“Ma SIR, there's a man outside. He introduced himself as Xu Zhao, he said to turn himself in! ”

……

In front of the city's glass, Mahoud looked up and down at Xu Zhao sitting in the room on the other side of the glass.

Isn't this guy a little unusual?

Warping Jiro's legs, shaking his head... doesn't look like a drug addict, but like an old man listening to a song.

In fact, through the equipment in the interrogation room, you can actually hear this guy really humming a small tune right now.

“Ich-Will.”

“What did you say?” MacHood looked at the young police officer around him curiously.

He pointed at Xu Zhao sitting inside and shrugged: “Ich-Will, the name of this guy's humming song, a song by an industrial heavy metal band. ”

Mahoud was stunned, he didn't care if it was industry or agriculture. Ma SIR shook his head and walked directly into the room, shooting the notebook on his hand against the table, then making it down opposite Xu Zhao.

“Xu Zhao, right? I hear you're turning yourself in?” MacHood sighed, “What are you turning yourself in? ”

“Oh, Officer Ma, hello!” Seeing that Xu Zhao sat well worth it for a moment, he cleared his voice: “Yes, I am...”

“Old Dao? ”

“Oh, you heard wrong, I mean, ‘come’ here, I must have done it. ”

Mahoud didn't have any expression, he glanced at this guy, opened the book, grabbed the pen, and he bowed his head and was ready to record: “Tell me, what did you do? ”

“Bribery, organized * * * activities and sexual intercourse with minor girls. ”

“Bribery… what else?” Ma SIR thought he heard wrong and looked up stunned.

“Organized * * * activities and sexual intercourse with underage girls.” ‘Xu Zhao' said positively: “Officer, do you hear me? ”

“Listen… listen clearly. ”

Mahoud feels so fucking weird... is this guy brainless?

“Xu Zhao, right? This is no place to play. Do you know that every word you say will be recorded as evidence? ”

“Officer, I understand! Totally understand!”

‘Xu Zhao' nodded: “I swear, the next thing I said was what I did. Officer, I am guilty. I have been condemned by my unconscious conscience. I want to say all the bad things I have done, expose the sins hidden in the darkness, and give the world a Lang Lang Qian Kun, so that this can flourish in peace...”

“Stop, stop!” Mahoud waved: “Speak of the book, you? Are you kidding me? ”

“Don't you dare, give me a hundred balls, I won't dare to fool you!” ‘Xu Zhao' hastily laid his hands.

Mahoud stared at the guy for a while, and he just whispered: "Go ahead, one, five, ten. ”

“Yes, yes, yes.” ‘Xu Zhao' was relieved to say, “First of all, we seduce the students of the remedial classes with money and grades. As long as the students are willing, we will not be saddened to have no guests. Officer, you don't know. Students, especially female students, have always been in short supply! ”

Listen, Xu Zhao said how to trick students who came to remedial classes into * * * activities, and Mahoud felt incredible... what students look like these days.

“Stop, you said money and matter, which I don't have to say, but what about grades?” Mahoud frowned.

Xu Zhao hey laughed: “Because some of our guests are the leaders of the schools in the city, it's not easy to get some titles from them. This makes money, and it makes good grades to go back to dealing with parents. It's just a little something they want to pay for, of course! ”

“Huh! That sounds good.” Mahoud is furious: “The students have not grown up and their minds are not fully mature! You bastard..."

“Officer! I know what you're trying to say. I'm not human. I'm an animal! I turned myself in, didn't I? ”

Mahoud seemed like a punch in the cotton and had nowhere to breathe... he had been handling cases for so many years, he had never really seen such a 'cooperative’ guy.

Ma SIR took a deep breath, calmed down, and said softly: "So much, you're just saying, what evidence do you have that you've done this? ”

‘Xu Zhao' hastily pulled the key out of his clothes: "Officer, this is my house key. I put a laptop in my room's wardrobe, and you have proof in it. Oh, by the way, the power code is two, seven, three, eight, three, five! ”

McHood grabbed the key, thinking about it, and stood up after a while: "Wait here, we'll find out right away! ”

Go ahead, Officer Ma pushed out the door.

What a fucking cooperation... damn it!

……

……

Little half a day has passed.

When Mahoud walked into the interrogation room again, his face sank. Once again, he sat in front of Xu Zhao.

This Xu Zhao split his head and asked: "Ah SIR, how about it! Is that clear? ”

MacHood grinned, "Clear! It's perfectly clear. According to you, we did search the laptop from your house and found a lot of pictures, so many victims... you can do it, play with young girls still like to take pictures, are you really not afraid to die? ”

“Hey, don't worry about the details!” Xu Zhao asked nervously: “Officer, am I going to lose my reputation this time? ”

“Fame crack?” Mahoud smiled coldly: “That's light! Now the evidence is clear! Don't ask! Starting in three years, the death penalty is the highest! ”

‘Xu Zhao' shouted in a long, relaxed voice: "Then I'm relieved! ”

Xu Zhao suddenly lowered his head and knocked his head on the table before moving.

Mahoud suddenly pulled people apart, but he just fell asleep...