When the big detective hits the tow bottle

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Everyone in the police station whistled loudly and applauded frantically.

"Ding dong", a message popped up on the page, and the content was concise: "At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, Gouhe grassland, bring cash, come alone."

Fan Tianlei said: "Boss Tang, we will ambush there in advance to cover you."

Tang Qiu waved his hand and said, "No, I guess that place won't be the lair of human traffickers. This group of people is extremely vigilant. If there are policemen following them, it would be bad if they find out."

Fan Tianlei murmured: "That's true, so what are you going to do?"

Tang Qiu said: "I will take Daping's tracker, and I will send you a signal when I get to their real hiding place."

"Alright." Fan Tianlei patted Tang Qiu on the back, "Be careful!"

Ding Daping said: "Boss Tang, I have transferred the money to you, and the rest is up to you."

Tang Qiu smiled wryly, and sighed: "A beauty's smile is worth a thousand gold, but it's a shame to be poor like me."

It was very late at night, and the light in Ding Daping's room was still on.

It was a very high-end gift box, about the size of a wedding ring box. It was covered with velvet and filled with fine white sand inside.In the center of the gift box, a black car key was quietly lying there, with a letter engraved on the surface: G.

Ding Daping was lying on the table, staring at the car key intently, his eyes were full of love, his cheeks were flushed, as if he had been covered with a layer of red dye.

He opened his mouth and murmured softly, as if he was talking to the key, and he seemed to be saying to himself: "He will like you, won't he?"

In the early morning of the next day, Tang Qiu woke up very early. Just after dawn, he came back from the outside, carrying a heavy black travel bag in his hand. After entering the house, he put the bag heavily on the ground, and shouted to the upstairs while holding the handrail of the stairs. : "Daping, borrow something!"

Ding Daping came out of the house: "What do you want?"

Tang Qiu said: "Do you have a recording pen? It needs to be small. The smaller the better."

"Yes." Ding Daping immediately ran back to the room, and after a burst of rummaging, he went downstairs holding a small thing shaped like a paper clip and handed it to Tang Qiu, "Is this okay? Can you pin it on the In underwear, it is difficult to be found by others."

Tang Qiu couldn't put it down while playing with the small recording pen, and said pleasantly: "I sometimes really suspect that you are a doraemon pretending to be you. It's very good, but it can't be any more."

Ding Daping smiled and said: "That's good, this is the first version, and it can only record at present. I can add some other functions in the future, such as camera, music player, WiFi signal generator and so on."

Tang Qiu sighed and shook his head: "It's a shame for you to stay with me."

Ding Daping scratched his head: "No way, I'm just a little clever, it's nothing. After working abroad for a few years, I didn't even get a graduation certificate. Boss Tang is willing to give me a job. I'm already very grateful .”

"I haven't heard Letian mention this." Tang Qiu asked in surprise, "What's the reason?"

Ding Daping said calmly: "I dropped out of school due to family reasons."

Tang Qiu said regretfully: "That's such a pity. You are a medical student, right? You could have become a very good doctor and saved many lives."

Ding Daping smiled: "Doctors are benevolent, I can't reach that level, and I have tarnished the word doctor for nothing."

Tang Qiu patted him on the shoulder: "The strong save people, the saint saves people, now you are saving people in another way."

Ding Daping looked directly into his eyes, and said seriously: "I think that people's whole life is just to save themselves, first to save themselves, and then to save others. Those who are tired of saving others are often unable to save themselves, on the contrary, they hurt the people around them." He is frightened, so in the end is the self-rescuer saving others, or the rescuer needs to save himself, Boss Tang, what do you think?"

Tang Qiu said lightly: "A person once told me that if a little light and heat on his body can bring some warmth to others, then he is willing to ignite himself and become a cluster of flames for that person's dark journey. If you think If such a person is sad and ridiculous, then maybe it is because you only saw a wisp of green smoke when he burned to nothing, but never saw the picture of him burning himself like a scorching sun."

Ding Daping raised the corners of his mouth, smiled sympathetically, and kept silent.

Tang Qiu picked up the luggage, carefully pinned the small voice recorder under his shirt, and nodded at Ding Daping: "I'm leaving, I'll bring him back for his birthday."

As if thinking of some interesting picture, Ding Daping gradually showed a smile on his face, and said meaningfully: "This year's birthday is more lively than previous years, he will be very happy."

Tang Qiu pushed open the door, turned to take a deep look at him, and left.

After leaving the detective agency, Tang Qiu went straight to the bus, walked to the corner of the last row and sat down silently.This bus is on a tourist route, directly leading to the Jiulu Mountain Scenic Area, so there is an endless stream of tourists getting on and off at every stop, and within a short time, the compartment is crowded with passengers of all kinds and colors carrying bags.The huge black travel bag was placed at Tang Qiu's feet, and it didn't look obtrusive in this car.Tang Qiu folded his arms, slowly closed his eyes, and dozed off.

When the bus got off the expressway and looked out from the windows on both sides, one could see hundreds of thousands of mountains stretching for thousands of miles. The mountains were as long as the sky and the sky was the same color. Under the blue sky, it looked like an ancient giant sleeping on the horizon.The bus slowed down slowly and was about to stop next to a crude bus stop sign.The endless gully grassland is completely blocked by Jiulu Mountain, just like a high wall blocking the flow of the stream.Few people set foot here, and there is no path for people to walk for a hundred miles apart from this road. Weeds and strange trees stretch unscrupulously, as if warning humans who are trying to set foot.

"No one has gotten off." The driver shouted lazily with a long voice.

"I'll get off." Under the surprised eyes of the tourists, Tang Qiu raised his hand and moved his luggage from the last row to the door with difficulty.

The driver kindly reminded him: "The scenic spot hasn't arrived yet, you should go back and sit down first."

Tang Qiu repeated: "I'll go."

"Oh." The driver glanced at the young man who asked to get off the car from the rearview mirror. He looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen him before. Stop at the side of the stop sign.

He opened the door and let the young man with the travel bag get out of the car. The driver looked around the barren grassland, and he was even more sure that there was really no place to play here except for hiding the corpse.Shaking his head and closing the car door, he couldn't help observing the young man's movements from the rearview mirror, but this glance made the poor driver's face turn pale with fright—the man who was standing at the station a few seconds ago Why did that young man suddenly disappear? !

Tang Qiu was sitting in the back seat of a small van, his eyes were tightly wrapped by a layer of opaque black cloth, and his wrists were also tied together with ropes.The person who strangled his neck and then tied him up and stuffed him into the car was sitting in the driver's seat. The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't say a word the whole time.

The man searched his pocket phone, wallet and travel bag full of banknotes.Maybe it was because he was so happy after opening the bag and looking at it, the man even forgot to continue searching inside Tang Qiu's close-fitting shirt - there was a small recording pen and tracker pinned there.

Tang Qiu shook his head helplessly in his heart as the van circled the ditch and river grassland like a headless fly. This person thought that he would not be able to remember the route?Little did he know that as early as a few years ago, he had already engraved the map of Jiangcheng firmly in his heart.

Seemingly thinking that the purpose of disturbing the sight and hearing had been achieved, the man no longer circled back and forth, but turned around and drove towards the northwest with bumps and bumps.It is a protected forest in the area to be developed in Jiulu Mountain. Since there is no road construction, no water and electricity, except for the occasional forest ranger who visits it, it is deserted all year round.Tang Qiu's heart was awe-inspiring. The traffickers chose such a place as their lair, which not only cut off the possibility of the abducted children fleeing, but also the police never thought that the children would be hidden here—the police thought that the missing children had already been sent out of the province. But they neglected the place just across the mountain from the bustling scenic spot.

The car they were riding in was obviously modified. The car with four-wheel drive and traction control system was very irritable when climbing hills. The huge roar of the engine sounded like an old woman trying to cough up the phlegm stuck in her throat.Several times, when Tang Qiu even thought that he was going to roll down the mountain with people and the car, the car miraculously climbed over the top slope.

Fortunately, the car finally stopped with difficulty, and Tang Qiu heard the human trafficker's lingering sighs from ahead.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, the car door was opened, one hand lifted the front of his chest, and dragged him off the seat.The driver seemed to be dissatisfied with the man's rough treatment of customers, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Take it easy, he is not a cargo."

"Hehe." The speaker's voice was oily, and Tang Qiu could even imagine that his image was as full of fat as his voice, "I'm used to it, I'm sorry, my lord."

Tang Qiu nodded, not showing any dissatisfaction with the man's hospitality.

"Come in." The man grabbed his sleeve and pulled him into a room.

The door was closed, the blindfold was undone, and with the dim light entering the pupils, the interior layout of the house was fully displayed in Tang Qiu's eyes.The house is very simple, and it can even be called crude. A square space of about [-] square meters is surrounded by thin color steel plates. It is divided into upper and lower floors. His current location is the living room on the first floor. Outdated furniture, a bed, a sofa, a small TV, and a stack of cardboard boxes half as high as a person in the corner.

Tang Qiu's eyes were eagerly looking for that figure, and when he saw the gorgeous wallpaper and the peach-colored ceiling lamp pasted in the other corner of the room, his eyes froze.

"What are you looking for?" Fat Mao patted his shoulder with his fat hand, and smiled wryly, "Are you in such a hurry?"

The author has something to say: Le Tian came back from the outside angrily, and complained to Tang Qiu: Just now a SB challenged me, insisting that Lu Xun is not Lu!

Tang Qiu (smiling): What is the surname Lu?

Lotte: My surname is Zhou.

Tang Qiu (serious): Nonsense, Zhou Xun is a woman.