Netherworld Investigator

Wei Shengjiang's Audi was parked in the parking space on the same side of the Ronghua Building. Its posture was very domineering, and its four wheels slanted to occupy two parking spaces.

Just now in the rear compartment of this car, Wen Baifan and the others found a large amount of blood. Although the comparison results have not yet come out, there is a high probability that it belongs to Wei Shengjiang himself.

It seems that the murderer used this car to kill and abandon the corpse, and the murderer was very cautious. No fingerprints were found on the driver's seat, so it should have been handled carefully.

"Well, since the first day I moved here, this upstart car has never parked twice." A young man dressed as a white-collar worker approached a Jinbei van with two large cardboard boxes in his hands.He loosened his hands, bent his waist, and unloaded the box on the ground, "Let me take a breather. Fortunately, you came to help me move today, otherwise I will have to sleep on the street tonight. I can't live in this house for a day. Thinking of the scene last night, I panicked. Fortunately, the rent was only signed for half a year, and I didn’t lose much, so I’ll just call the landlord when I get back.”

"You're still in a hurry, why don't you wait for me to go up and help you move it? Stand up for a while, I'll do these." A bearded man a little older than him got off the driver's seat, walked around to the back seat to open the door, picked up the Move the cardboard box to the back seat, "I told you not to be greedy for cheap and live in this kind of place, what kind of people are around. Yes, you saved thousands of dollars, but with your two mobile phones and a wallet that were stolen, It all adds up to cancel it out. That's all, I didn't expect that now all the people in the same building are dead, you say it's bad luck or bad luck."

The little white-collar worker got a little annoyed by the nagging, so he responded casually, "Who would have expected this kind of thing? As the saying goes, when it rains, people jump off buildings..."

"Filter it in your mind before speaking, don't jump out of everything." Bearded man frowned, "I don't know how to be a bit taboo."

The little white-collar worker sighed for a long time: "Isn't there no other way? I'm a foreigner. I earn over [-] yuan a month, and I clock in and go to work from nine to six fingerprints. The city center is the cheapest in this area. Let's go." There is a subway two streets away, so it’s convenient to go to work. I came to see the house before I rented it, and I felt that the decoration was not bad. I thought I missed it, who knows..."

"Renting a house depends on how well the decoration works, the key is the quality of the people around you." Hu Chanan educated him with a serious face.

"Don't tell me, some residents here are very warm-hearted." The little white-collar was unconvinced, and after thinking for a while, he finally came up with an example, "I suffered from heat stroke once in summer, and almost fainted at the stairs. I live on the first floor. The girl saw it, and immediately helped me to her house to rest for a while, and gave me Huoxiangzhengqi water."

"Oh?" The bearded man raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, "What kind of girl treats you so well."

"By the way, I remembered that the girl is still working as a nurse in a big hospital. She is an angel in white, and she lives here as usual. Oh, go get me a bottle of water, I'm dying of thirst."

"A decent girl lives in a place like this, isn't she afraid of being swallowed alive?" The bearded man clicked his tongue and went to open the rear compartment, "As expected of an angel in white, you're really brave enough."

"She also has a boyfriend. The two of them live together. He looks very strong and tall. I think it will be no problem to protect her." The little white-collar took the mineral water, unscrewed it, and took a sip. It’s really good, I don’t ask for anything in return for helping people, I bought a bag of fruit later, and planned to go to her house to thank her. But she just pushed me out and said you’re welcome, probably because she was afraid that I would have a psychological burden.”

"Stupid, others are worried that their boyfriend will be jealous." He opened the car door and got in.

"No way, her boyfriend heard about it later and invited me into the house." The little white-collar went around to the passenger seat, and also sat in. "Her boyfriend looked very aggressive and mysterious. , Ask him where he works and he won't say..."

Tangjie is a circular lowland. The reason why it is called Tangjie is because it is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a big pond here, and the daughter of the river god lived in the pond, protecting one side.Today, at the corner of Tang Street, there is still a temple, which enshrines the stone statue of Hebo Nu.

More than 30 years ago, the famous director Xiao Shao once filmed a movie "The Blossom of Tang Di" with the background of Tang Street life. The Road to Shadow.However, for the people who really live in Tangjie, their real life has not changed in any way because they have been stared at by the camera.

Although there is no trace of the river pond here, it still seems like a puddle of muddy water, closed and barbaric, with bottomless muddy water.

The sound of wheels crushing gravel came from behind, and Wen Baifan hurriedly moved half his body to the wall.

The section of the road he was walking on was particularly bumpy, and the couple's driving skills were so bad that they matched each other, Wen Baifan almost lost his mind on the road when he first entered the village.

Driving in this kind of place, the chassis is too low, like the off-road vehicle that passed him just now is quite suitable, and it doesn't look so strenuous.Wen Baifan was walking close to the wall, thinking wildly: If such a domineering car is driven into this street full of winding alleys, wouldn't the owner be afraid of being extorted from money?

When passing by a low bungalow, only heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from inside the house, suddenly a person rushed out and stopped Wen Baifan.

Wen Baifan looked at the man in shock, only to see that he was unkempt, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed a little delirious.

"Killed!" The man shouted to Wen Baifan with a low voice, his tone was full of fear, "Did you see it! Killed!"

"Talk slowly." Wen Baifan narrowed his eyes and asked calmly, "Who killed someone?"

"The Bodhisattva kills people, the Bodhisattva is going to kill sinners!" After saying this, the man suddenly turned around like a werewolf who sucked blood and wanted to transform, and screamed sharply at the people on the street. Shouted, "The Bodhisattva raised his butcher's knife to the moon, it's more terrifying than the rakshasa ghosts—!"

"You urging ghost, you ran out without looking at you, hurry back to my old lady!" With a loud shout, a middle-aged woman who was as fat as a big Buddha was wrapped in an apron and came out of the house with a kitchen knife. After chasing it out, "I am your ancestor, I don't chop meat for cooking, so you can just wait for me tonight. Why did my old lady fall in love with a lunatic like you? I'm living a life worse than a ghost... "

The cursing fat woman and the lunatic were still entangled in the street, Wen Baifan walked away quickly, turned a corner, and was relieved.But within two steps, the red clothes that were hanging by an unknown household above his head fell from the sky and landed at Wen Baifan's feet.

Originally, he wanted to bend down to pick it up, but when he glanced at the ground, he touched his nose in embarrassment.Just as he was about to make a detour, a woman with gorgeous make-up poked her head out from the balcony and yelled coquettishly, "My dear brother, help my sister pick it up."

A few people dressed as hooligans around whistled, and Qi Qi burst into obscene laughter: "People are calling you brother, why don't you hurry up and help your sister pick up the bra?"

Wen Baifan was a little annoyed, strode over the pile of clothes on the ground, and walked forward angrily, with a few malicious laughter faintly coming from behind him.

How could Qiao Kejun survive in such a place?Still more than half a year?

Did he also pick up underwear for others?Or blow the hooligan whistle when someone else is picking up their underwear?

He looked like a dog, it turned out that he was not a good thing at all!

You can tell from the way he steals the gun, no one can see his operation clearly, so proficient, it must not be a good thing!

Tang Street is notoriously chaotic in Chaocheng, as long as there is a news in this area, it is bound to dominate the social news headlines.Things like Cui Ji's falling from a building late at night would take at least a year and a half before they gradually faded from people's sight if they happened in other places, but in Tang Street, when the sun rose again, the bloody smell in the air seemed to be overwhelming. has dispersed.

The death of one person does not have as great an impact on other people in Tang Street as imagined.Wen Baifan strolled around the neighborhood for a while, and along the way, there were crazy people, drunk people, prostitutes, people who touched porcelain, people who fought, and people who cursed in the street. I didn't let go of my original life.

But it is not completely unaffected. The Niu Kee noodle stall in front of the door, which has been washed away with a large amount of blood, has always been closed with iron gates.

Coincidentally, the Hummer that Wen Baifan had seen on the road just now was parked in the open space in front of the noodle stall.

Ronghua Building is more than 20 years old. The elevator was added later. Residents have to climb the stairs to go up two floors. There are elevators on the third floor and above. There are two households in one elevator.

The house Cui Ji rented was next door to Wei Shengjiang, and the two lived on the same floor, so the eighth floor had been sealed off by the police.

However, when Wen Baifan stepped out of the elevator, he found that the cordon had been torn down indiscriminately, and the sound of someone talking could be heard from Wei Shengjiang's room.

Who dares to be so arrogant and dare to destroy the scene of the crime?Wen Baifan took out his gun and held it in his hand, moved his steps lightly, and approached the half-hidden iron door.

The wooden door was not closed, looking in through the crack of the iron door, Wen Baifan's sight suddenly froze.

He took half a step back toward the door, his back pressed against the wall, and the hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment, Wen Baifan caught a glimpse of a face that he will never forget.

"Who! Stand up!" A muscular man next to the man shouted loudly,

Outside the door, Wen Baifan took a deep breath, turned sideways, opened the safety with both hands, and listened to the sound of footsteps approaching from the house with his breath held.

Accompanied by a chuckle, a hoarse and soft voice sounded from the room: "Ali, how many times have I taught you, if you can do it, don't yell. If you yell like this, you will scare everyone away? "

This voice made Wen Baifan suddenly feel dizzy and painful, as if he fell into the abyss of the past in an instant.

The man's speaking rhythm was very slow, and every word was bit right: "Besides, the gecko is guarding outside. You, you like to be anxious."

Wen Baifan suffocated for breath, and at the moment when he lost his mind, a sharp blade was pasted on his neck, and he didn't even know when the person behind him approached!

Wen Baifan closed his eyes fiercely, and heard the person in the room laughing: "Gekko, invite people in."

"Yes, Master She."

A door away, less than ten steps away, when Wen Baifan walked in front of She Fengwu, no emotion could be seen on his face.

She Fengwu's voice is a bit unmasculine, but his hairstyle and attire are genuine men. He wears a gray inner layer in a dark snakeskin suit jacket.

He stared at Wen Baifan's face carefully for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I remembered, you are Wen Yue's son. What are you doing here?"

"Investigate the case." Wen Baifan looked directly at him, and said in a cold tone: "You have already committed the crime of sabotaging the crime scene and obstructing the execution of official duties."

"Are you a stick?" The muscular man named Ali suddenly widened his eyes and shouted, "What should I do, Master She, he is a stick!"

She Fengwu smiled unhurriedly: "Why are you nervous, don't panic, he is a note, not your son."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Baifan suddenly lowered his body, grabbed the hand of the gecko's bayonet with one hand, squeezed his wrist tightly and twisted it down, and grabbed the knife in his hand with the other hand, raised his leg and pushed it hard against the gecko's side.

The gecko stuck to the wall like a bat with spread wings, and slid down again.

"Good skill, much better than before." When Wen Baifan pointed a gun to his forehead, She Fengwu's expression remained unchanged, and he even blinked his right eye lightly at Wen Baifan, "The little crying bag has really grown up."

Wen Baifan gritted his teeth and said, "You are courting death!"

The sound of the bolt being pulled and loaded came from the ear, and She Fengwu's ears moved slightly, and she closed her eyes slightly, savoring the sound of metal collision like tasting wine, and then opened it again: "This gun It’s a good thing. You’re doing well now, you can use such a good gun.”

"Master She, do you know this guy?" Ali stood still, with a very calm tone, as if he was not worried about She Fengwu being pointed at with a gun, "It should be said, how did you provoke him?"

"Why did I mess with him? I was shot by him 20 years ago." After a pause, She Fengwu reminded Ali: "I am still being pointed at by a gun. As a loyal subordinate, shouldn't you be very careful?" Are you impulsively pointing at his nose and provoking him?"

"I don't want it. You taught me that the one with the gun is the uncle, so don't say sorry." Ali went to help the gecko to sit down, checked the bruise on his waist, "fuck, kicked really hard. This Tiaozi shot you more than 20 years ago, and he looked like he was in his early twenties... Fuck, genius, I probably haven’t fired the gun under me before, so he dared to fire a real gun?”

"Bah, rascal." She Feng Wu glanced at Wen Baifan nonchalantly, "He just looks tender. If I remember correctly, he's almost thirty now."

She Fengwu reached out and pushed Wen Baifan's gun away from him, and rubbed the gun frivolously like molesting a good woman, "Come on, it's not tiring to hold it, you don't dare to shoot now, do you? , Officer Wen?"

Wen Baifan put away his gun and put away the excess emotion on his face, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I can't reach A Jiang by phone, so I'll come and see him. I'm afraid he will die at home and no one will know." She Fengwu looked around the house, "Who knew that this place was cordoned off, What, is he really dead?"