Dressed as a mystery novel victim

Yang Qingshui left the police station with mixed feelings. He was thinking about how to inform the Jiangs and his wife of the current progress, given that he knew nothing about the case.

Face-to-face dialogue is the best choice, and it can take care of the emotions of the two elderly people. The incident happened so suddenly that he, who was half an outsider, had no time to digest it.

When he walked to Jiang's house, Yang Qingshui was surprised to find that the gate was locked, and there was a sign on the fence outside the gate, which said "sold".I went forward to ring the doorbell, but there was no response for a long time, obviously no one was there.

Through the window, I can vaguely see the situation inside. The white cloth covers the upper and lower furniture, and the tape wraps the table legs. Obviously, the owner of the house has bid farewell carefully.

This wasn't a plan that came out of nowhere, and it wasn't any accident that happened to the two elders. They decided to move and complete all the procedures within a week. This was carefully considered beforehand, but why didn't they reveal the slightest clue?

The mobile phone was also disconnected, so Yang Qingshui had no choice but to turn back home. On the way back, his thoughts kept running, connecting clues in his head, and he didn't even know that someone was calling him behind him.

"Hey!" The man patted him on the shoulder.

He was taken aback and turned around. It was the courier in their area, carrying a suitcase-sized box.

The courier was a little annoyed after calling for a few times, "Is it Yang Qingshui?" Seeing him nodding, the box was roughly pushed over, "Sign for receipt!"

It was from Fang Lu, "What is it?"

"I don't know." After finishing speaking, the courier got on the motorcycle and left.Yang Qingshui was left on the side of the road, staring at the courier in his hand with a puzzled expression.

Lithium Beryllium Road, Hydrogen Helium Street, the address was fake at first glance, the two of them intentionally prevented Yang Qingshui from finding out, and even the courier information was never leaked.He walked into the detective agency with the courier, opened the box, and there was a tightly wrapped waterproof plastic bag inside the hard cardboard box, and there was a cloth bag when he unpacked it.

Unpacking the cumbersome packages one by one, Yang Qingshui was startled when he saw the contents inside.It was a large bundle of neatly stacked banknotes, which looked like about 50.

This is the entrustment money they gave to Yang Qingshui's case.He told Cui Shanshan that he only accepted cash, and that the Jiangs should make up their minds not to meet him again, so they sent the money in this way.

Yang Qingshui picked up the phone quickly, but stopped the moment he pressed the button, and hung up the receiver.Cui Shanshan is the introducer of the two parties, how could Fang Lu not think of explaining to her in advance?With Cui Shanshan's way of doing things, she promised the Jiang family and his wife to keep it secret, so she would not tell Yang Qingshui no matter what.

There was a small hard card under the package. Yang Qingshui pulled it out. The handwriting on it was crooked and clumsy than that of a five-year-old child.

"The above is the commission for investigating the cause of the little girl's accident. Please be sure to accept it. Please don't blame yourself for the investigation results. This is the injustice of the world, not lack of manpower. Thank you very much, words can't express one or two. Please let go of your arms and forget this All the matters of the case, tomorrow will be separated by mountains, and the world will be boundless, so don't worry about it."

He heard the last words very clearly. He thought that they already knew about Qi Zhong's arrest, and told him not to pursue the funeral or ask about their whereabouts, because he didn't want Yang Qingshui to intervene.

Yang Qingshui sighed, pulled out the cardboard box, walked to the case wall, took off the recording pen, photos, and keys one by one, put them in the box, and sealed the case to close the case.

He suddenly envied Lin Zhilu in the establishment. Cases in the police station came one after another. One case was not closed, and a new file was opened. It was too late to empathize with the rules and regulations, and the sadness was too extravagant.

Going out with a cloth bag, remembering Mrs. Zhang’s reminder upstairs this morning, Yang Qingshui turned his head to look at the rainbow apartment at the end of the street. His room was on the first floor above the window—the curtains were open. Sure enough, there was a person standing by the window. The shadow of the lamp illuminates the outline, which is extraordinarily sober.Noticing that Yang Qingshui was looking in his direction, the curtains flicked up, the figure disappeared, and he hid.

Yang Qingshui couldn't help being depressed: He paid the rent on time, didn't make noise, didn't throw garbage at anyone's house, and strictly abided by the neighborhood code of morals. When did he provoke the man upstairs?

The landlady told him that the eldest brother was recently released from prison after commuting his sentence. He had been in prison for more than [-] years and spent most of his life in prison.According to ordinary people's thinking, they should have fun or earn money to make up for the lost life. However, he stays at home more than Yang Qingshui. He doesn't go out for several days. Occasionally, he goes to the supermarket to stock up on convenience food. He is as gloomy as a shadow. I want to live the rest of my life behind bars.

Late at night, through the bitter cold wind, Yang Qingshui tucked his neck into his collar, wrapped a bag of money in his coat, and returned to the apartment.

There are orange-red corridor lights scattered in the corridor of the apartment, and there are always broken ones every few times, and the light and dark steps occasionally flicker, and the beginning of the ghost movie is visual.The ventilation windows were closed for a long time, and the air was stuffy with the smell of rags. Yang Qingshui slowly went upstairs, and the sensor lights behind him went out immediately, and it was pitch black.

Walking on the chemical fiber carpet, the sound of footsteps was barely audible. The closer to the door of the room, Yang Qingshui felt a strange feeling, as if a ghost was with him, and someone was following him.

He quickened his pace, reached the door and took out the room card, opened the door without wasting a second, and entered the room.

Seeing that the door was about to close, a foot stuck in the crack of the door.Yang Qingshui took a step back, and a strange smell of garlic wafted into his nostrils.

The owner of the foot didn't move, but he didn't intend to leave, so the situation was deadlocked.

Yang Qingshui couldn't help but said, "Perhaps you don't know the character of the apartment landlord. If you rob her on her site, you may not be able to make it to the police station."

"I don't rob." His voice was hoarse.

It's not for money... "Seeking revenge? I will accept it! I will admit any mistakes you ask me to admit. I can apologize to anyone. Don't hurt your temper."

There was no response from the other side.

Robbery?Yang Qingshui shook his head, trying to shake this obscene thought out of his head.

At this time, the door slowly opened inwards, Yang Qingshui saw the person coming clearly, and the smell of garlic became stronger and stronger.

"I'm a resident who lives upstairs from you." The man said, "I want to entrust you to investigate the case."