The Underworld Detective

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I told him to tell me about the situation in 151, and he said that the man looked at 40 or 50 years old, and Xie Ding, about 1.8 meters. At that time, there were only street lights in the park, and they could not see it too clearly. The other party seemed to press a woman in a red skirt on the ground, but it was hard to hear because of the distance.

Because he was more timid and afraid to report to the police, he comforted himself that the couple might be arguing or something. After about an hour, he looked out again, and the two were gone.

Song Xingchen glanced at me, and I knew that as soon as I ordered, he would kill the witnesses, but then I would never look back.

After a moment of silence, I said, "Any clue?"

The man thought for a moment: "He seems to be driving because I saw a black SUV parked next to it!"

I ordered: "Thank you for your cooperation. Don't call the police or speak up. We are investigating this case secretly, you know?"

The man nodded again and again: "Okay, that ... don't mention me, I'm a small public servant on a business trip and don't want to cause trouble."

Song Xingchen and I left the hotel. The driver's first words were: "Did you handle it?"

I replied, "Take care!"

"Go back and return to the owner!" The driver said, ready to drive.

"No, I have to go somewhere," I said.

"No, the master explained, you are not allowed to do anything extra." The driver rebuffed.

I explained: "Just when we tortured that guy, he said that he was with another person last night, and there were two witnesses, and I had to deal with the other, otherwise the client was still unsafe!"

The driver's eyes turned around: "I have to ask the owner for instructions."

The driver took out the cell phone, and I quickly put my hand in my pocket, followed by the dialing action on the cell phone, and secretly recorded the number of the dog trainer.

The driver spoke a few words, and finally hung up: "The master said yes."

I sneered: "Your dog's mind needs to be a little more intelligent to please your master, okay?"

The driver replied: "I am loyal to the owner and don't care about the reward!"

After getting in the car, I glanced at the number I just pressed, and my eyes could leave afterimages, so I took a back for about ten seconds after glancing. Then I opened the mobile phone map, looked up the nearby wineries, and asked the driver to go to one of them first.

The murderer poured a bottle of wine on the deceased, indicating that there was wine at the scene, and the deceased was not sealed. It should be a place with good sound insulation performance. I think the wine cellar of the winery is more in line with the first crime scene.

The killer is able to let the organization protect him for a long time. Obviously, he has considerable economic strength and should be the owner of a winery.

We ran to several bars in the morning and found none matching the characteristics. At this time, Sun Bingxin called and said, "Brother Song Yang, what are you doing?"

The driver glanced gloomily at me from the rearview mirror, and I immediately said, "It's all right, just wandering in the street."

Sun Bing said, "I'm on vacation too. Come out and play together. Can you wait for me in front of the city bureau?"

I was in a dilemma: "Uh, today ..."

Sun Bing said, "Oh, you must come. If you don't come to play with me, you will regret it!"

I heard what she said and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go to you at noon."

Hanging up the phone, the driver coldly warned: "No tricks!"

I scolded: "Are you a dog or a fox, so suspicious that I can't go out with my childhood friends?"

The car stopped at this time, and we came to a high-end winery called 'Jufeng'. Entering the store, the waiter greeted me warmly. I took out the words I used before and said, "I bought a bottle of wine in Guizhuang the past two days, and it feels a bit off-flavor. I want to see the manager."

The waiter froze for a moment and replied, "Okay, I'll go ask the manager. You can sit for a while."

After sitting for a while, the waiter invited a middle-aged Xie Dingman about 50 years old. As soon as I saw this face, I had a strong intuition. This was the murderer.

In order to confirm, I looked at him with the pupil of the hole. He changed his clothes from head to toe. There were some dirt in his nails that were not cleaned, and there was mud on the shoe. , As if caused by long-term indulgence. There is also a small feature that is not reasoning. He is a hawk nose. In an ethnography book I read, many of the offenses in homosexuality are hawk nose. I guess the old man may be a victim.

The manager sat down and looked at me with a little discomfort. He smiled and asked, "Guest, what's wrong with me?"

I lowered my voice and said, "The dog trainer asked me to come."

The manager said ‘oh’ and deliberately exclaimed, “Well, I ’ll take you to the wine cellar to visit.”

The driver whispered, "You lied to me, didn't you say you want to see a witness?"

I replied, "I have my style of work, don't let a dog get in!"

The four of us came to the wine cellar, which is full of huge oak barrels and boxes of wine. Authentic wine is too expensive. No wonder this person is so rich that he can pay the commission of the dog trainer.

The manager laughed: "Why didn't the dog trainer show up in person this time? Is it because he takes care of my special habit, so he gave me a special handsome guy ..."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand honestly to me, Song Xingchen grasped his hand and turned it in the opposite direction, the manager shouted in pain, and the driver hurriedly discouraged: "Do not hurt the client!"

I said, "We baptize your sins, but don't provide other services. You better be respectful."

The manager begs again and again: "Understand! Understand!"

I gave Song Xingchen a wink, and he let out his hand, and the manager covered his hurt finger with tears.

I asked, "How do you honor?"

The manager regained his pride: "I am only a small winery owner to the outside world. I have a loud name on the road-easy to kill!"

I pretended to be surprised: "Did you do the boy in red?"

The manager shook his head and replied, "No, that case was not, but my method was inspired by that case. By the way, was the corpse and witnesses dealt with last night?"

I replied, "It's quite clean."

"Good, good cooperation with you is assured, I will pay the dog trainer account after the money." After the manager said, he took out a bottle of wine from the shelf: "I invite you to drink a glass, I hope to cooperate happily in the future!"

I waved my hand: "Don't rush to drink the wine first. I'm afraid there are omissions. Just ask, is this the scene of the crime?"

The manager said, "Yes."

I looked around, and it turned out that someone on the ground was struggling. I asked, "Who is the dead?"

"A handsome guy who came to buy wine, I stared at him for several days, and finally cheated him out of here." Then, the manager smiled proudly, and the tone seemed to show off an antique he had recently bought.

I nodded in appreciation: "Good taste."

"I'm not afraid of telling you a joke. I have serious feelings. Only the strong thrill of killing can make me strong-very incomparable, so whenever I see a handsome guy, my inner urge will be stupid. The desire is even more intense! "The manager explained.

I laughed: "Don't be so impulsive to me!"

The manager also laughed: "No, no, I like to respect the dog trainer. I have to respect you, yes, I haven't asked your name."

I asked, "How many people have you killed?"

"I haven't counted it, maybe forty or so!" Jing Yi wanted to answer.

"Where is the 'souvenir' left after your killing? I'm interested to appreciate it," I said.

The manager's face changed, and the driver said in a gloomy back: "What the **** are you doing, we can't ask the privacy of the client."

The manager's smile quickly restored: "It's okay, understandably, brother, do it for the first time, pay attention later!"

I asked, "Well, what's the sound insulation performance here, will the waiter hear anything?"

The manager replied: "You can rest assured that this cellar was specially rebuilt by me. There are five or six layers of soundproofing materials. Even if there is an explosion inside, no one can hear it outside."

I put away my smile, and coldly ordered: "Thank you so much, Song Xingchen, abolish him!"