Picked up a queen at the start

Chapter 42 This case is easy

Holding the pen with a trembling hand, the thief quickly wrote down everything he knew.

At the end, he respectfully returned the banknotes to Ji Qinglin, and then said: "Brother, what I just said..."

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Ji Qinglin asked coldly.

"What?" The thief's eyes were blank, he didn't understand what Ji Qinglin was asking.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Qinglin tried his best to suppress his anger, and said with a sneer, "If the police ask who beat you up, what would you say?"

"I..." His eyes drifted towards Xia Yao's direction, the thief shivered, and suddenly said: "Brother, you beat me up!"

"En." Nodding in satisfaction, Ji Qinglin looked at Xia Yao: "When the police come later, you stay in the room and don't come out."

"If the police find you in the house and ask you something, you just say that you have been in the bedroom and don't know anything."

After thinking about it, Ji Qinglin said worriedly, "Or you can just play dumb."

"Why is that so?" Xia Yao frowned slightly.

With a sigh, Ji Qinglin simply explained: "Because of the identity issue mentioned earlier."

"Identity?" Muttered puzzledly, Xia Yao thought of the ID card, and then suddenly said: "I know."

"Well, you should bring the Emperor into the house first."

Facing Xia Yao, Ji Qinglin's tone and eyes softened unconsciously.

Until Xia Yao entered the room, he looked at the thief with bored eyes again.

Just when he was about to tell the thief to be more honest and to roll away, the thief stared at the second bedroom door and whispered: "Brother...does sister-in-law have a problem with her brain?"

He wanted to say it just now.

This woman speaks with an ancient accent, which is really strange.

But while the thief was waiting for an answer...

Snapped!
A slap was slapped on the thief's face, and Ji Qinglin's eyes showed a cold light: "Who the hell are you saying has a brain problem?"

Covering his hot face and being stunned for a second, the thief slapped himself and quickly apologized: "There's something wrong with my brain, there's something wrong with my brain..."

"Shut up if you know."

Impatiently scratching at her hair, Ji Qinglin was just about to pour a glass of water to vent the anger when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Then, a man's voice came from outside the door.

"Hello, we are from the police station. Is this Mr. Ji's house? Please open the door."

"coming!"

After replying, Ji Qinglin directly brought the thief to the door together.

Knowing that Xia Yao was there, he couldn't run away, so the thief could only obediently follow.

Opening the door, Ji Qinglin pushed the thief forward.

Seeing the bewildered faces of several policemen, he then explained: "I am Ji Qinglin, and this is the thief I mentioned, and I have already brought him under control."

Taking a deep breath, before the police looked into the house and diverted their attention, Ji Qinglin quickly said again: "I also have time now, and I can go back with you to make notes at any time, let's go.".
Everything happened so fast that the three police officers were caught off guard.

Before they said anything, Ji Qinglin had already said everything they had to say.

As a result, they don't know what to do.

After hesitating for a while, standing at the front, the middle-aged policeman who seemed to be in his 40s lifted his cap and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ji, what did this thief steal from you?"

"He wants to steal the antiques from my shop." Ji Qinglin said, kicking the thief beside him: "Is it?"

After being slightly stunned, the thief nodded quickly: "Yes...yes..."

Seeing that the thief was so obedient, the three policemen were taken aback again.

The three of them looked at each other, and then waved to the thief dumbfounded: "Then come with us."

"Wait a minute." Shouting to the policeman, Ji Qinglin went into the room and took the knife from the table.

After handing the knife to the policeman, he continued: "This is his knife, and there should be only my and his fingerprints on it."

Looking at the knife in his hand, the middle-aged policeman looked stunned.

This……

If the thief hadn't admitted to stealing things himself, he would really have thought it was a farce.

"It's an easy case."

Pressing the hat, the middle-aged policeman looked at Ji Qinglin with a smile.

Shaking his head, Ji Qinglin pointed at the thief, and said, "He said he was not the mastermind, but someone else paid him to steal it."

"kindness?"

Hearing this, the three police officers were instantly alert.

Looking at the thief, the middle-aged policeman narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Ji is telling the truth?"

"It's true!" Nodding quickly, the thief hurriedly explained: "I'm really not the mastermind, but a foreigner who paid me to steal it!"

"Foreigner?" With a raised eyebrow, the policeman's gaze became dangerous, and he asked coldly, "Where is the mastermind?"

"I don't know either." Shaking his head, the thief laughed bitterly, "But he asked me to send the stolen things to a certain place."

"The address is here." Ji Qinglin added casually, and handed the note with the address to the police.

Glancing at the thief, he continued: "As for whether the address is real or not, I don't know. He said it."

"I swear, it's definitely this address!" The thief quickly raised three fingers.

Looking past him, the middle-aged policeman directly handed the note to one of the younger policemen behind him.

"Notify Lao Chen and ask him to arrange someone to monitor the place."

Looking at the thief again, the middle-aged policeman continued: "As for you, do you want to atone for your crime?"

"Yes!" The thief replied without hesitation.

Nodding in satisfaction, the middle-aged policeman once again said to the young policeman behind him: "Take him to this address, let him pretend to be delivering something, and start an arrest operation."

"Yes!"

With a sonorous answer, the young policeman quickly stepped forward, first handcuffed the thief, and then dragged him out.

Staggering under his feet, the thief limped and followed obediently.

Seeing this, the middle-aged policeman noticed the injuries on the thief.

good guy...

The injury is quite serious, right?

Looking at the thief's swollen face and bruised arms and legs, the middle-aged policeman raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Mr. Ji is very skilled."

There was a big difference in physique between Ji Qinglin and the thief.

The thief was injured all over.

On the other hand, Ji Qinglin, nothing happened.

In the eyes of the middle-aged policeman, if Ji Qinglin wasn't a Lianjiazi, he really couldn't restrain the thief.

And the thief seemed to be afraid of being beaten, otherwise he wouldn't be so obedient.

From this point of view, the tear on the thief's clothes should have been caused by Ji Qinglin's knife.

but……

Looking up and down Ji Qinglin's body, the middle-aged policeman shook his head and sighed.

Just looking at Ji Qinglin's appearance, I really can't see that he is so good at martial arts.

Of course, one cannot judge by one's appearance.

After meeting many people with great contrasts, he will not underestimate Ji Qinglin just because of his appearance.

This Mr. Ji should be a master of concealment.

Glancing at the thief's leg, Ji Qinglin smiled lightly: "It's okay."

(End of this chapter)