Dressed as a mystery novel victim

"Do you want me to promise you with your body? One wheelchair is not enough." Yang Qingshui moved the wheelchair outside the room, "However, I will consider it to make less trouble for you in the future. I will not mess with the case you are in charge of." And, just cheering you on by the side. How about it?"

Although he was asking Lin Zhilu for his opinion, Yang Qingshui left him behind and went to the kitchen.

The strong smell came from the kitchen, he took a deep breath, and praised in an exaggerated tone: "It smells so good, today I have a good fortune." Turning to look at Lin Zhilu behind him, "Little friend, you can eat with your clothes Zhangkou had a good time."

Qi Shanlan smiled and said, "Apart from the stewed chicken soup, everything else was given by Ah Lu. He was afraid that my arms would be sore and I wouldn't be able to hold the spatula. He has been cooking for Zhili and me in the kitchen since high school."

Lin Zhilu picked up the apron from the wall and put it on, and cleaned the soaked dried abalone with a brush, acting skillfully like an experienced chef.He glanced at Yang Qingshui: "You are the only one who has made no contribution here."

"I applaud you!" Yang Qingshui stared straight into the eyes, he cast all his eyes on people who can take care of housework, he didn't mind Lin Zhilu's ridicule, but looked devout, "Tomorrow I want to eat crab vermicelli pot, Lin Brother, do you think of a way?"

Lin Zhilu: "..."

The bickering between the two came into view, Qi Shanlan smiled meaningfully, and only said to go upstairs to rest, and left the kitchen to the two young people.

The chicken soup is simmering in a slow fire. From time to time, one or two bubbles burst and burst, and there is a plopping sound. The kitchen is full of steam, and the rich fragrance is scattered in every corner.Yang Qingshui sat by the door and watched Lin Zhilu cook, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this kind of life too extravagant for the two of us?"

A peaceful life without having to deal with lunatics and murderers always feels a little unreal.

Lin Zhilu is chopping vegetables, "Every time I finish an action and go home, I have this idea." His work is destined to be thrilling, and every action as long as a wrong decision is made at a certain moment, it is enough to make his colleagues and himself lose the chance to go home , Lose this ordinary life. "...The person I want to see may not be able to see you again next time, and the person I want to say may not be able to say it again. I don't want to die with regrets, so I don't leave room for hesitation in doing things."

"Including feelings?" Yang Qingshui asked with a sly smile.

Lin Zhilu's hands paused, then continued to cut vegetables, "Yes."

"I'm different from you. I still have choices. After finishing this case, I will choose some simple commissions and treat detectives as a nine-to-five job." Yang Qingshui turned the wheelchair and opened the refrigerator , the beverage shelf only has bottled water besides beer. "So I like things to go their own way."

Lin Zhilu smiled slightly, "Oh, I thought you were very ambitious?"

"Yes, my ambition is to earn enough money to retire before the age of 30." According to the plot of the novel, Gao Yang's case will come to an end after the end, that is, within two to three months, he will escape the fate of getting into murders again and again .At that time, he should also make plans for himself, anyway, the original world cannot go back, "After this case is over, I will go to see the house and learn how to drive, and pursue something calm and calm."

Lin Zhilu threw the question back to him, "Including feelings?"

"Probably." Yang Qingshui grabbed two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and handed one to him, "Come on, toast to my soon-to-be-realized dream of being an uneducated little detective!"

I don't know whether his ideals are too weak or Yang Qingshui himself is full of loopholes, Lin Zhilu smiled and shook his head, not quite believing his plan, but he opened a beer and clinked glasses with him.In the cramped and cozy space like the kitchen, the two of them watched the fire drinking beer and chatting with each other, as if the dust had settled.

Yang Qingshui was slightly drunk, and said: "I also want to sleep for a while, call me when I can eat."

"Go to the living room and do the rehabilitation exercises taught by the doctor twice before going to bed," Lin Zhilu said, "Do it within my sight."

"..." Yang Qingshui said, "I'm past the age where the teacher will check my homework and copy it." The main thing is that stretching, lifting, and contracting muscles are too embarrassing to do, and it makes others look embarrassed.

Lin Zhilu: "It doesn't matter, if you don't do it, there will be no crab vermicelli pot tomorrow."

What a wicked deal!

Yang Qingshui gave him a resentful look, endured the humiliation of bending over for the delicious food, and turned the wheelchair out of the living room.

"Straighten your legs."

"Touch your stomach and stretch your feet."

"Your face is too stinky, just smile."

"..."

At Lin Zhilu's home, Yang Qingshui realized his ideal life for a week, eating and sleeping on time for rehabilitation, sometimes chatting with Qi Shanlan about Lin Zhilu's childhood fun, and playing with the neighbor's children when he was bored. This person left it behind, and never even asked about the progress of Li Xingyi's case.

Lin Zhilu knew in his heart that investigating Gao Yang was a plan in his schedule, and when he recovered, it would start one day.

So when he went home that day, he was not surprised to see Yang Qingshui talking with a strange man who handed over a thick document.

"The quality of the photos is not very good. I didn't dare to go close to follow them, for fear of being discovered by their people. They were all taken in the prepared hidden spots." The man said.

Yang Qingshui: "I understand that you are the only detective agency in the city who dares to accept this commission. It is not easy to take pictures of the materials."

He opened the folder while talking, the top stack of photos were mostly snapshots of Gao Yang traveling, there were always more than four thug bodyguards by his side, and gang subordinates who followed him in and out, he quickly flipped through, and some of them often appeared in Gao Yang's side.

"Liang Shi and Tan Gulang are his confidantes, who mainly handle the gang business for him. Gao Yang also has a younger brother, Gao Lun. He has no foundation, and only does ship business and import and export business for his brother, but The people on both sides are closely related, and I think Gao Lun is also very clear about the business at the bottom level."

Yang Qingshui pointed to the 40-year-old short-haired woman in the photo who was wearing a brand-name platinum bag, "Who is this from Gaoyang?"

"His wife, Zhong Yuying, heard that she was a popular lady in a nightclub when she was young. She had two sons with Gao Yang, plus a son and a daughter from her ex-wife, all of whom were studying abroad." Menhui reported, "Gao Yang, Zhong Yuying, Gao Lun, all the assets under their names can be found for nothing, not even a tax evasion."

Yang Qingshui: "They don't have bars, warehouses, or residences in industrial areas under their name?"

The man shook his head, "It should have been transferred out. Now less and less people know that Gao Yang is one of the leaders of the four major gangs in this city. He has been very low-key in recent years, only showing up at the activities of the Chamber of Commerce. I am afraid that he wants to impress future generations. Washing away the foundation of black and white."

Except for some discrepancies in individual names and ages, the information is similar to the setting in the novel.After earning money from the underworld, one wants the corresponding social status and fame. It takes a lot of money and energy to change the career path in middle age. courage.

After the brief report, it was convenient to say goodbye to him, Yang Qingshui watched him leave, looked up and saw Lin Zhilu on the stairs, standing there calmly.