Female President's Bodyguard

This case is very simple, even so simple that Xu Qing finds it ridiculous.

Did the murderer really think that killing a person is as easy as killing a mouse?

Not to mention their crude methods, even those professional killers abroad who have undergone rigorous training and rich methods will carefully deduce every step before each action, and calculate all the possibilities and accidents they can think of. Inside.

Even so, it is difficult for these killers to make a perfect killing case.

Xu Qing had accepted several missions, and it was precisely because of the imperfect scene of the killer that some clues were left behind, so people found their whereabouts, and Xu Qing led people to deal with them.

The murderer in today's case didn't have any professionalism at all, and he didn't even have the consciousness to clean up the scene after the murder.

Before the two victims fell into the water, the slip marks made by the heels and the ground; the clear footprints at the scene other than the victim, and other evidence that may exist around the scene...

It is undoubtedly telling others who is the real murderer.

If the police came to investigate the case, they would even feel confused: Could all the evidence be forged on purpose to interfere with the direction of the investigation?
So Xu Qing knew that the case had been solved. When he was about to reveal the identity of the murderer he deduced, someone next to him spoke loudly and interrupted him.

Everyone's eyes immediately followed the sound, and the person who spoke was Hu Yajun.

"Mr. Xu, please slow down!"

"This matter seems... there seems to be something that can be discussed..."

Hu Yajun was dejected and asked urgently.

Xu Qing resolutely stopped his voice, and asked back: "I'm not the deceased, so there's nothing we can discuss?"

"Dad, what did you discuss with him? He is a security guard. If you want him to spend money to settle the matter, you might as well just kill him." Hu Shengkang also asked in confusion.

"Yes, Uncle Hu, it's such a simple truth. Don't worry about it, we'll send him to the bureau!" Zhang Mingbo has already rolled up his sleeves.

Wu Hao, Yu Gongzi and others next to him were furious and wanted to avenge their former "friend" Su Yangtian!
Especially Song Yulan, although her contact with Xu Qing was very short, the anger and hatred towards him seemed to have existed since the day she was born.

Xu Qing's ignorance of her made the already delicate and expensive Miss Song family feel as if she had been greatly insulted.

"Hmph! Who do you think you are? How dare you look down on me? Auntie apologized to you before, she already lowered her status and gave you tens of thousands of face. But you actually said that I am unworthy!"

"This time you became a murderer, what kind of waves can I make?"

"I heard from that old woman that my blind cousin who likes to pretend to be a saint already has your child. Now you are about to be murdered for your life. I wonder where their mother and child will beg for food in the future?"

Thinking of this, Song Yulan put away her nervous expression and said triumphantly:
"Xu Qing, Uncle Hu has a kind heart and doesn't want you to die. We are not evil people."

"Since you have sex with my cousin, I will give her a big face!"

"Kneel on the ground and shout 'Grandma, I was wrong' a few times. If I'm in a good mood, I don't know you killed people. Who makes me feel good?"

Hu Shengkang and others next to him immediately shouted:
"Yes! Kowtow to me, and I'll spare you! Call me grandpa a few times, and lick the soles of my shoes, and I promise not to report you!"

"Call me Grandpa Zhang. From now on, you will clean the toilet in my house and do chores for 20 years, and you will not die."

"Miss Song and I are both from Beihai, and we are not very familiar with Mr. Su. Don't make things difficult for you, go to school on the ground and bark a few times, and then run around the lake with my shoes on. I pretend I don't know about it. .”

Especially Mr. Yu, who was tormented by Xu Qing just now, and now seeing his revenge, he wished to make Xu Qing completely lose his dignity:
"What the hell are you pretending to be the Holy Mother?"

"Xu Qing, Young Master Su and I are friends. He died at a young age without getting married. In front of his mourning hall, put him in sackcloth and filial piety, and cry for three days and nights to be a dutiful son!"

"Also, I heard Miss Song say that your fiancée is very beautiful. I don't mind taking your broken shoe and letting her stay with me for half a year... No, until I get tired of playing with you, I'll let you go if I'm happy!"

Xu Qing suppressed the anger in his heart, sneered and said:

"What if I say no?"

"Beat him first, then send him to the bureau!"

"Wait to get shot! You are the murderer!"

"I advise you to think about my unborn nephew, our request is not too much."

Those guys, thinking that Xu Qing had no way out, shouted arrogantly.

Xu Qing shook his head helplessly, turned around and smiled at Hu Yajun who blocked him just now:

"Mr. Hu, have you seen it? They say that I can't do it. Since you won't let me say who the murderer is, well, I'll call the police and surrender."

"Don't fucking scare people, you dare to surrender?"

"Xu Qing, how will my cousin live with your child in the future? You bow your head and do as we say, there is still time."

Hearing several young people continue to mock Xu Qing, Hu Yajun's complexion was ashen, and he walked straight in front of Xu Qing, came to the front and back of his son Hu Shengkang, sneered and said nothing.

"Dad, don't be kind to him..." Hu Shengkang thought that his father wanted to persuade him to forgive him, so he hurriedly expressed his opinion.

But there was a crisp "pop", and five clear fingerprints immediately appeared on Hu Shengkang's face.

"Dad, why did you hit me..."

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Amid the astonishment of the crowd, Hu Yajun slapped his face sternly, as if he didn't want money, and slapped his precious son wildly.

Hu Shengkang was almost whipped around in circles until Hu Yajun stopped, still dumbfounded, unable to believe what happened just now:
"Dad...you, you...you hit me?"

Unexpectedly, when his words fell to the ground, a trace of resentment and shame flashed across Hu Yajun's face, and he raised his hand and slapped himself twice!

Hu Shengkang didn't care about his almost smashed head, he rushed up and hugged his father's arm, and said in surprise:
"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Why?" Hu Yajun gritted his teeth and hated at him with a slumped face, "I hate myself! I have spoiled you since I was a child, and now the retribution is coming!"

"Mr. Xu, this matter can be discussed!" Hu Yajun turned to Xu Qing helplessly.

At the same time, he glanced at Zhang Hengyuan, smiled helplessly and said, "Boss Zhang, don't you understand? Our two bastards are together, who can be better?"

Zhang Hengyuan suddenly realized, secretly cried bitterly, and begged Xu Qing in unison: "Mr. Xu, I am willing to promise everything you said."

When Zhang Mingbo heard his father's statement, a look of shame flashed across his face, and he bowed his head and was speechless.

Xu Qing walked into the gazebo with his hands behind his back, leaned against the back of the bench, raised his legs, and said with a slow smile:

"Okay. If you want to discuss it, let's discuss it."

"But it's agreed in advance, maybe you can't discuss it."