The Underworld Detective

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For two consecutive days, we have been investigating and tracking intensively. Huang Xiaotao called for a group of police academy students to help screen all the surveillance videos on the day of the museum's incident. I kept looking at the suicide records sent by the bureaus. In addition, I asked the old lady to help find literature on the **** fox. Information, although I checked before, but I want to know if there is anything left.

I took another time to visit the mental hospital where Li Wenjia stayed and the laboratory of Medical University. Because Huang Xiaotao was too busy, I went with Song Xingchen.

On the other side of the hospital, there was indeed a hospital claiming that the pharmacy had been stolen, and the lost medicine happened to be an imported immunosuppressive drug, but the thief's cleverness did not leave us much clues.

Our investigation seemed to be deadlocked for a while. The crux of all of this is still motivation. I don't know the real motivation of the killer!

On the third morning, I came to the Municipal Bureau and found a suicide record in the temporary office of the special case team. It was just sent. When I looked around, I unexpectedly saw a familiar place name-"Kanglida Life Technology Institute. "

It turned out that a former staff member of the institute committed suicide by jumping off a building the night before for unknown reasons.

It may be because I went there two days ago, and I was unavoidably concerned. After Huang Xiaotao arrived, I asked her: "Yes, the contact information of the director of that institute, do you have it?"

"Yes, something to him?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I handed this document to her: "You said by accident that a former staff member of this institute committed suicide. I want to know what happened."

I immediately called the director, and the former staff member who committed suicide was Chen Ying. The director had just learned about this. Although he expressed regret, he was not too shocked. It turned out that Chen Ying was expelled that year, but later his life has been very unsuccessful, his wife and children also ran away.

"Oh, do you know his home address? I want to see it!"

The director told me an address, and I asked Huang Xiaotao if anything was happening in the morning. Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly: "I have been blind for the past two days, doing useless work, accompany you to the right to relax."

We didn't expect that there was an important clue coming out of this heart. Sometimes, this is the case when we solve the case. If we deliberately plant flowers, we will not insert flowers and willows, and luck is also an important part.

So I often think that maybe my ancestor Song Ci was blessed by the spirit of heaven, and my luck has never been bad.

We stopped for breakfast on the way, and then came to a village in the city. Here are all messy illegal buildings, hidden fire hazards everywhere, people frown. The floor tiles that are in disrepair are full of thunder, and they often step out of the sewage. There are also some black accounts. Many mothers holding their children sitting at the door to feed their breasts, and immediately hide when they see outsiders coming in.

It took us a while to find out about Chen Ying's residence, and while nobody was around, I quickly opened the door with a tool.

In the end, the place where the lone bachelor lives, the room is a wolf, almost like a garbage dump, emitting a foul odor, which almost made us fall.

After being unemployed, Chen Ying has been repairing his computer for a living. There are a variety of motherboards, chips, graphics cards, etc., as well as desktop computers assembled by himself, piled up on the workbench.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "How did this guy get fired from the institute?"

"I heard that it was because the hands and feet were not clean, and stealing was discovered." I replied.

I saw a worn coat hanging on the shelf, as if it hadn't been washed in a long time, the neckline and cuffs were worn, and a pair of protective gloves were thrown on the table next to it, stained with oil and broken.

I glanced and found nothing abnormal. I was about to leave. Huang Xiaotao suddenly picked up an underwear from the sofa, touched it repeatedly, and looked at the trademark again. I asked, "What's wrong?"

"How much do you think this dress is worth?" She tilted her head and looked at me.

I was so confused that I thought she was testing me, so I took it and looked at it. It was a miscellaneous brand I had never heard of. It was written in a foreign language. At the first glance, it was parallel imports.

"Thirties?" Huang Xiaotao was happy: "This underwear is worth at least 4,000!"

"What ?!" I was taken aback.

"This brand is relatively rare. It was imported from Italy, and my dad has a few." Huang Xiaotao explained.

"Are you sure it's not a fake?" I still didn't believe it.

"No! Those small workshops can only make such a loud brand as the cottage Armani. In fact, the real luxury is not known to ordinary people." Huang Xiaotao said.

I didn't know much about clothing, so I picked up the Erguotou and Niulanshan bottles arranged in a row on the ground and smelled the smell of authentic brandy. I picked up another bottle of unfinished rice wine and smelled it. This is rice wine, which is clearly an authentic Scotch whiskey.

I picked up a packet of Hongta Mountain on the table and opened it for a look. The whole area was covered by Hongta Mountain, but there were ninety five supreme cigarettes underneath.

Then I opened the refrigerator and it was full of cabbage and potatoes, but I opened it, and there were high-priced vegetables, high-priced beef and high-priced dairy products hidden underneath.

I exchanged a misguided look with Huang Xiaotao. What is the deceased bachelor of the dead, clearly a low-key luxury tyrant!

"You said he was a former researcher, where did he get so much money?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"Hiding in hiding, it must be bad!" I said.

I smelled something vaguely, so I sniffed hard against the air, and Huang Xiaotao patted my back: "Human-shaped **** dog, did you smell anything?"

"The smell of money!" I replied.

Money has been touched by the hands of countless people, soaked with human grease and dander, it will breed 1,400 kinds of bacteria and mold. You take out a banknote and sniff it. The taste of money is actually The smell of mold growing on it.

The smell of one or two banknotes is not obvious, but I will smell a lot of them. It is said that the Anti-Corruption Bureau will specially raise police dogs to sniff corrupt officials' banknotes and always find a place to hide stolen money.

I followed the scent, and finally found a dusty main box, and I picked up the screwdriver on the table to remove it. When I unscrewed the last screw, it felt like the casing of the case was arched, and a bunch of brand-new banknotes came out of the gap like blooming flowers.

Huang Xiaotao opened his mouth and laughed: "I can finally understand why the people in the Anti-Corruption Bureau are so active in catching corrupt officials, and this pleasure is unparalleled."

"The thrill of finding a 'treasure'?" I asked.

"And the thrill of tearing off a hypocrite!" Huang Xiaotao couldn't help it.

This pile of money is roughly estimated to be about one million yuan. Huang Xiaotao directly called the economic and police department and asked them to check it. Of course, the money was not taken for free. You must check Chen Ying's account in detail. .

We thought this might be the case, and Chen Ying might be a hidden thief or a corrupt official, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be money from King Jing!