Dressed as a mystery novel victim

The first case to be investigated in the book, the murderer Zeng Pingguo's daughter, Zeng Yueer, had met several times. Yang Qingshui suddenly remembered that this Zeng Yueer was a newspaper reporter by profession, waiting to follow the news figures to get the headlines. Old and old hatred are mixed together, so you won't take revenge on him, will you?

After a few seconds of hesitation, Zeng Yueer smiled first, and waved at him: "Long time no see."

Yang Qingshui looked back at the door, the lock was intact, then turned to look at her: "How did you get in?"

Zeng Yueer glanced at the bathroom ventilation window.The window is half a meter long and wide, and half of it is the size of a laptop when it is opened. She is thin, but it is not easy to get through.Yang Qingshui: "Did your dad teach you the circus kung fu? Even know how to shrink bones?"

Zeng Yue'er was slightly taken aback, her lameness was quite offensive and she ignored it. She walked to the bathroom, grabbed the window frame, and raised her hand to remove the window. She carried the iron frame with one hand and looked at him.

"..." What a girl with amazing arms.

Zeng Yue'er lowered the window frame, "I saw you on the news, and remembered that you were the detective in the case of my biological father. After that, I checked your resume, and you were involved in several major cases. This time, I interviewed you alone. I admire the gangsters in Takahashi City." Then, the topic changed, "But I don't appreciate it."

As she spoke, she looked at Yang Qingshui, with disheveled hair and a wrinkled and out-of-date coat, he didn't look like a hero in any way.Seeing that he was also looking down on him, he looked away and said, "You don't have more heads than others, and you don't look stronger than the street gangsters. I think it's not difficult to kill you, and bet the fate of the whole city on you." On the auxiliary body, it's too risky."

Yang Qingshui was puzzled: "You broke in on purpose just to scare me off?"

"If you die, someone needs to inherit your will, and the probability of your death is so high." Zeng Yueer looked at him with a serious face, "I can be your successor."

After listening to her words, Yang Qingshui finally understood that the purpose of this giraffe was not to take revenge or to track down hot spots, but to be an apprentice to learn art, although her tone of apprenticeship made him not very happy-you are too fragile , Two fingers can pinch you to death, hurry up and pass on the art, and leave some thoughts for the world.

"I don't accept a successor, go back." He opened the store door, "Make up your mind, society is very dangerous."

Zeng Yueer became anxious when she heard this, and followed Yang Qingshui around, saying, "I won't leave. I'm not afraid of death, I want to uphold justice like you, let the criminals be brought to justice, and do something for this society, the city that gave birth to me .”

In the sky, Yang Qingshui doesn't have such a noble sentiment. If he hadn't been involved in the case every time, either the boss died or he died, and he was forced to take the sledgehammer of justice to beat them flat in order to survive, otherwise he would rather Wouldn't it be better to eat and wait for death, use one's golden finger to divination and fortune-telling, and wait for riches?

Concerned about his ill-fated fate, he sighed, and then asked Zeng Yueer, "Is Auntie in good health?"

Zeng Yueer was slightly taken aback.

"If she knows that you are risking your life to hang out with people like me just for the illusory ideal of justice, I'm afraid she will be pissed off." Yang Qingshui said, "And your girlfriend, she doesn't worry You? Detective's job is for lonely people, you are not suitable. Go back and let those who love you know that you are living well, and your merits are great enough. "

Zeng Yue'er's face immediately turned serious, and when it came to her close relatives, the hero also lost her spirit.After a while, "Mom was accused of perjury and obstruction of justice because of that beast," Zeng Yueer mentioned that her biological father was still gnashing her teeth, "She went to prison and was scolded with blank eyes. She said she deserved it, because if she told her earlier Truth, the sooner the wicked get punished, the less the victims. I told her what to do before I came, she didn't say anything, just gave me a booklet, which was a clipping from my previous follow-up of social cases She understands my ideals, and she also knows that pretending to be silent is an accomplice."

"Detective Yang, you can tell the difference between right and wrong. Why do you not only disagree but drive me out when I am on your side?"

Yang Qingshui was stunned, and was speechless for a moment. After being said so, it was himself who was ignorant and stubborn.

Finally, he looked at Zeng Yue'er, with an obsession on his face that he would not bump into the south wall and not look back, and asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"……Have!"

A bunch of keys jumped out of the air in a parabola, and landed firmly on Zeng Yueer's raised hands.Yang Qingshui: "This car was stolen, drive carefully, you will be fired if there is a ticket."

Before Zeng Yue'er could ask what the stolen car was, Yang Qingshui took off his jacket, untied the grenades on his body one by one, and put them on the table.A few semi-elliptical hand grenades rolled around on the wooden board, nearly falling to the ground, but luckily they turned back again, which made people's hearts thump.

"you--"

"If you ask too many questions, you will be fired." Yang Qingshui lowered his head and changed into a clean shirt all the way, while improvising his employee rules, "There is no set working time, but you have to be there whenever you want. No benefits, no allowances , the insurance is paid by yourself, dividends, year-end bonuses depend on your mood. As for the pension, you will die before me. The job content includes but is not limited to buying me breakfast, being a driver, cleaning, and protecting me from guns in dangerous situations, no problem If so, you can go to work now." After speaking, he looked up at Zeng Yueer.

With such bad working conditions, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a second one when I go out.

Zeng Yue'er didn't seem to take the condition seriously, she smiled and said, "Please give me your advice in the days to come."

He squinted his eyes expressionlessly, and after a long time, he sighed leisurely, turned around and carried a wooden box into the rear compartment, "Executing justice, thundering from the sky, persuading people to investigate the case, piercing the intestines. What a crime... "

Zeng Yue'er: "Then will I become a regular?"

"Let's talk after passing this level." Yang Qingshui sat in the co-pilot of the gray Mercedes, turned on the map navigation, and entered Rilang Bay, a surfing resort in Gaoqiao City.

The sunshine in the late spring and early summer is exceptionally bright, taking photos of baskets@Pine and Xiao Thief, bikini girls, beaches, and waves. Pushing the trolley, she looked at the tens of thousands of yuan a box of high-end red wine on the cart, and then at the proud Yang Qingshui, and finally understood the purpose of this trip.

Talking about life-threatening, it turned out to be a yacht club, and just now I was wearing a bomb in winter, turning my head to the sunny beach, feeling very strange...

Sure enough, as soon as they set foot on the deck, they received a warm welcome. Some of the media reporters who had been waiting in the cabin for a long time turned on flashlights to take pictures, and some of them had already stepped up to get closer: "Brother Yang, the entire city's media will be dispatched for one interview, and it is only you bit."

Yang Qingshui: "Thank you for your kindness."

"Is it okay to give our family an exclusive interview later, our editor-in-chief really likes you, and we can't go back if we can't finish the task..."

Yang Qingshui exchanged greetings one by one, and the convening also made it clear that the media had to make a living without embarrassing each other. They recruited all the people at once, and did all the interviews on the boat.Just like seeing a doctor in an outpatient clinic, various media outlets line up for interviews and take pictures, drink and chat before it's their turn, enjoy the scenery of the bay, and even take a vacation after work, no complaints even if the waiting time is long.

In Lan Du's laughter, everyone didn't notice it, the sound of the engine became louder, the white waves rolled under the boat, and the yacht accelerated to go out to sea, quickly leaving the coast and mountain line behind.

When the boat entered the bay, they finally found that someone on the deck asked, "Hey, the boat is out, can we go on a self-guided tour?"

A female reporter asked, "Detective Yang, what tricks are you up to?"

Someone jokingly said: "Will you cheat us again like yesterday?"

Yang Qingshui hooked the corners of his mouth slyly, and said in a tone of "you're all going to sea anyway, so there's nothing you can do about it", and said, "Thinking about it this way, everyone is on a business trip, so it doesn't feel bad to just take one interview back. Interested?"

Someone laughed lightly: "The media in the whole city asked you to come here. It's just big news, and it's not exclusive. It's just as boring."

Yang Qingshui looked at him, "Whether you can get the exclusive depends on your own guts."

The yacht sailed to an outlying island, which was a tourist island adjacent to Gaoqiao City. The abundance of seafood and the successive completion of theme parks made the entire island prosperous. During festivals and holidays, tourists boarded and disembarked from the pier in batches, and the level of excitement was no less than that of the central city.Now is the off-season for tourism, ferries are rarely docked at the pier, many homestays and restaurants are closed, and the bosses and employees have gone to other jobs, and the whole town seems to be temporarily closed.

The receptionist at the pier behaved politely, and the service attitude was quite good. When the yacht broke down, he helped people disembark and asked, "Are you here for sightseeing? Have you found a hotel? Do you need me to book for you?"

Yang Qingshui was the last to get off the boat, feeling that the receptionist's eyes were sweeping towards him intentionally or unintentionally, and when they met, they dodged a little, and then withdrew their eyes.He walked down the bridge and looked at this person: "I don't seem to have found someone to accompany me. You showed up just in time."

The man held the mirror frame with his hands, and smiled politely: "We in the service industry must take care of the needs of our customers at any time, so that everyone can reduce the fatigue of traveling."

Yang Qingshui: "Yes, this island is not small. If you accidentally get lost and go to a place you shouldn't go, you will be in big trouble."

The man's face changed slightly, "Yes."

Yang Qingshui waved his hand and asked him to stop here, "If you follow me further down, I will really have to pay a tip. Then who," he called Zeng Yueer, "Open the map and lead the way, let's go on a self-guided tour."

Zeng Yue'er didn't understand why, she didn't know where she was going or what route she was taking, but she knew what he meant to get rid of this man, so she hurried up, turned on the navigation, and blocked the man's way, "Let me see."

Along the way, Yang Qingshui really looked left and right like a tourist, and finally the group of reporters who were waiting for the news couldn't bear it anymore and called him: "Detective Yang, can you tell us where we are going?"

"Be patient, we'll be there soon."

A group of people rented a small white tourist car on the side of the road. The car drove into the villa area from the sunny Garden Avenue and circled around the park.Zeng Yue'er has been observing her new boss all the way. Although he has a relaxed expression, his eyes are focused. He is not aimless as mentioned in other complaints.

Finally, at the fountain at the corner, Yang Qingshui stopped the car, looked up at the house on the other side of the road, and squinted his eyes.

"Here we are." He pointed at the villa. "Inside the house is the "kitchen" of the drug manufacturing factory. The flow of people coming and going from the tourist island is used to cover the work of drug manufacturing and drug trafficking. I have already called the police before disembarking. It’s time for you to go in and make first-hand reports.”

Everyone was taken aback when they heard his words.My mind immediately judges whether his words are true or not—if it is false, there is no need to lie and say that it is a drug factory. Doesn’t this scare everyone from going in? Like a pit he set.

It's no wonder that whether they can get the exclusive depends on their guts.This is violent crime news. There must be guns and weapons in the place where drugs are produced. The camera and microphone can't stop the bullets. If you resist, you will have to confess your life here.

Just as they were still hesitating, Yang Qingshui looked at his watch again, "The police will arrive in 15 minutes, and if the cordon is pulled up, we won't be able to get first-hand information."

Everyone couldn't help making quick calculations. The brick-red villa's outer wall was covered with curtains from the windows to the door openings, and the situation inside could not be seen from the outside. Maybe a few guns were set up. Wouldn't rushing in at this moment blow up the bunker?

Compared with professional life, life is still precious.After a while of silence, no one stood up.

"Okay." Yang Qingshui stretched his waist, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and glanced at Zeng Yue'er from the corner of his eye, "You come in with me, and you'll be right."

Rao was prepared for his unreasonable playing of cards, but Zeng Yueer still trembled in her heart. She had the same worries as everyone else. At critical times, courage and justice were not enough to support her. After all, what she was facing was life and death. of fear.The only difference is that everyone else at the scene regarded Yang Qingshui as a lunatic. Zeng Yueer didn't think so in her heart. Others knew him from the public lens, but she met Yang Qingshui a year ago. His judgment was sharp and accurate, and his mind was clear. very.

Zeng Yueer gritted her teeth, "Okay!"

Watched by someone else, she followed Yang Qingshui to the gate of the villa.The gate was a whole piece of metal, leaving no room for peeping through the wall. Zeng Yueer looked up at the top of the gate, which was more than two meters high, and looked at her leader with a look of admiration and anticipation.

If you don't show your talents at this time, when will you wait?

Yang Qingshui was much calmer, looking away from the high wall, "We didn't bring a ladder?"

"..."

"Did you skip school?" He bent down and folded his hands, letting Zeng Yue'er step on it to climb over the wall.

Zeng Yue'er weighed her body quickly, and stepped steadily, "Let me do it."

After all, she was the woman who removed the window frame with her bare hands, and her physical fitness was obviously better than that of Yang Qingshui, who was running and panting. He never tried to show his face, so he happily accepted Zeng Yueer's proposal, stepped on her shoulders to climb over the wall, and opened the door from the inside .

The camera went in with the two of them, and the captured images could be viewed on the live broadcast at will. The audience heard the news, and the number of people also skyrocketed.

There was no smell in the picture, only Zeng Yueer and Yang Qingshui felt the tragedy of the scene. The whole room was filled with finely divided light yellow smoke, mixed with the smell of vomit and petroleum exhaust. There were test tubes and other experimental equipment, as well as chemical fertilizers. The barrel oil tank looks like a small oil refining workshop, the drawer cabinet door is open, and the things have been taken out in a mess.

Yang Qingshui went straight into the toilet, and sure enough, he saw plastic containers placed in a mess, all of which were emptied, and there were still some light yellow milkshake-like things on the toilet that hadn't had time to dissolve.

"Hands up." A familiar voice came from behind.Yang Qingshui held the camera high above his head, turned to face Lin Zhilu who was pointing a gun at him, and smiled happily and wretchedly.