Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 240 Footprints on the Steps
Lin Jiajun can't say whether there is a shocking secret in the Guild Talk Association, but one thing is certain, if it is really involved with some wealthy people in Hong Kong Island, then the police force must find out about this association.

And from Li Wenbin's attitude, Lin Jiajun clearly sensed a danger: If even a person of Li Wenbin's level feels insecure when talking about the Ghost Story Association in his headquarters: the police headquarters office, then this The energy of the Guitan Association, or the true face behind the scenes, is far more amazing than I imagined.

After leaving the police headquarters, Lin Jiajun called Lin Zhongfa directly.

At this time, Lin Zhongfa is living younger and younger. Compared with before, he seems to be seven or eight years younger. He looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s, and he is very energetic, probably because he has a strong head.

"The two of you think you have done a lot of good things recently." Lin Jiajun asked with a smile seeing that there were many nicks on the handle of the black umbrella in his hand.

"He has been going crazy all day. When he sees an old lady on the road, he will go over to help her, which makes people think he is a perverted pervert. I really don't know that this can be considered a good deed." Lin Zhongfa shrugged.

"It doesn't matter how big or small a good deed is. The old lady thought he was a perverted pervert, so she raised her vigilance, which is also very good. It saved the police a lot of energy." Lin Jiajun chuckled, and then asked: "How did you get along with Chu Renmei?" How about it?"

This time it was about a big funeral.

A head popped up under the black umbrella above Lin Zhongfa's head in Da Sang, and he said with a smile: "I really want to thank you this time. I am really good at both sex and art, and I have a good personality. I am really the best candidate to be my wife."

The corner of Lin Jiajun's mouth twitched slightly, subconsciously recalling Chu Renmei's long-haired shawl showing pale, dead fish eyes from the gaps in her hair, and killing dozens of people at every turn... Is this considered a good character?
"Then you don't understand, women, the more fierce you are to other men, the more suitable you are to marry back as a wife."

Dasang finished speaking triumphantly, and then said with a rare stern expression: "Hey, isn't it really dangerous this time?"

"How do you know?" Lin Jiajun asked.

"Intuition! The sixth sense of the spiritual body is much more sensitive than that of human beings. I didn't know you well at the beginning, so I thought it would be better to hang out with you. This is also a kind of intuition." Dasang said.

"Wow, even you said that, it seems that this time is really troublesome." Lin Jiajun shrugged: "If you really die in the future and find a way to become a ghost, everyone just gathers a table of mahjong."

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At 02:30 in the afternoon, it was a good time when the sun was shining brightly. However, outside the small villa not far from Madame Tussauds, it was a deserted scene with a bleak autumn wind.

The two large iron doors facing each other are rusty, and a large iron lock that is also rusty hangs on them. Looking through the iron doors, the courtyard is full of fallen leaves and weeds, and a water fountain in the middle of the courtyard has already appeared. He stopped spraying water. The water in the water tank had turned yellow-brown, with rotten leaves floating there. The angel sculpture in the water tank was also dilapidated, with only half of his body left.

The gate of the villa facing the big iron gate was also closed tightly, and the windows of each room were also closed with curtains from the inside, as if no one had been there for a long time.

Fei Bo pressed the doorbell vigorously, only to find that the doorbell was broken, and he couldn't press it no matter how hard he pressed it.

"Is there anyone?" He called several times into the villa, but there was also no response.

"You two, just turn it in and take a look. I checked on the way here just now, and there is no camera device." Lin Zhongfa said aside.

Fei Bo looked at his big belly, and then at the big iron gate. After confirming that although he was fat, he should be able to climb over this gate, he nodded to Lin Jiajun, indicating that there was no problem.

"Then go in and have a look."

Lin Jiajun nodded, looked left and right for a while, and after confirming that there was no one there, he took out a few pairs of gloves from the forensic department, and the three of them put on the gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints, and then climbed over the big iron gate one after another. came to the yard.

There was nothing special about the fifty-odd square meters of the yard, which could be seen at a glance. He went straight to the gate and pushed it lightly. As expected, it was also locked from the inside.

Fei Bo took out a tool that looked like a wire from his pocket, bent down and pointed it at the keyhole, stirred it a few times familiarly, and then heard a very slight click, and the door was unlocked.

"Damn it, Officer Liang, you are really versatile. You can even pick locks." Lin Zhongfa and Dasang said at the same time.

"If a thief can do it, the police can do it too, and do it better. Otherwise, how can we catch the thief? It's just that the police don't necessarily know how to do it." Fei Bo put away the tool and pushed it away gently. He opened the door and said, "Go in and take a look."

As soon as the door was opened a crack, a strange smell came to the face, like the strange smell of items that had been placed for a long time and began to rot. It was not smelly, but it smelled very uncomfortable.

Gently opening the door, you are faced with a large first-floor hall. Two European-style spiral staircases lead to the second floor. The carpets on the stairs and the ground on the first floor are extremely dirty, with a thick layer of dust.

In addition to the stairs, there is a door on the left and right on the first floor, leading to both sides.

For the sake of safety, the three of them did not disperse, but started searching from the left, and quickly searched both sides of the first floor. The three rooms on the left and the two rooms on the right seemed to be where servants lived. Apart from being dirty, there is nothing special about it.

So I went back to the living room again and went upstairs along the stairs.

Just a few steps away, Lin Jiajun stopped abruptly, and subconsciously pulled out his gun.

"Hey, what's going on?!" Fei Bo also stopped quickly, also drew out his gun and looked around, Lin Zhongfa put away his umbrella, and let out a big funeral floating above his head.

"Here, look." Lin Jiajun pouted forward.

Following his gaze, there is a shallow footprint on the five or six steps ahead!

"Damn it, someone has been here?!"

Feibo's eyes tightened!
When they came in, the floor of the lobby of the building had already been covered with a thick layer of dust. If the footprints in front of them were stepped on by someone, they should have been covered with dust, but at this moment they looked very clear. Apparently someone just stepped on it!
And this footprint is upward, that is to say, the person did not come down from upstairs, but went up from downstairs.

In other words, the owner of the footprints has been following behind them all the time, and went upstairs while they were searching.

"It's not right." Lin Jiajun looked back again,

There were about twenty steps behind him, but there were no footprints on them.

Did that person step over almost thirty steps in one go?
(End of this chapter)