Salted fish Taoist forced to open

Mu Bai stood up, glanced coldly at the people around him, and took off the disposable gloves in his hand.

Calmly, he took out the original owner's certificate.

"I'm a detective."

Those four short words shut up the mouths of all the spectators present.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Bai took out his phone and started calling.

Soon, Ali rushed over with a group of people.

A cordon was put around the black plastic bag, and this became the scene of the fourth dead tree girl.

All the spectators around were questioned one by one by Ali and his teammates.

Mu Bai turned around and entered the building behind him.

The person who just threw something was around the twentieth floor.

I know from the security guard at the gate that no strangers have entered the building today.

Checked several monitors and found no clues.

The elevator in the building was broken, and there was wind under Mubai's feet, so he ran directly up the stairs.

After running a few steps, he heard the sound of footsteps following him.

"Film King Jun, I'm handling a case. It's best not to follow me. It's not good if you hurt a gold-encrusted person like you."

Jun Yanmo acted as if he hadn't heard, and stopped directly in front of him, blocking his way.

"The person who threw things was on the twentieth floor. If you run up the stairs like this, that person would have already run away."

twentieth floor?So precise?

How did this guy figure it out?

He just managed to calculate it with the help of the complicated calculation formula found in the pile of memories left by the original owner.

This person just said it out of his mouth?

He still talked to him in such a tone that he wanted to punch someone.

"Mr. Jun, handle the case, stay by your side."

With a smile on the corner of Jun Yanmo's mouth, he moved to block his way, "I know where the person who threw the thing is. You follow me, and I guarantee that your efficiency in solving the case will be accelerated several times."

Mubai's naturally curly hair showed displeasure at every root.

"Detective Mu Shen, that man is about to run away, follow me."

As Jun Yanmo said, he turned and ran up.

Mu Bai, who was watching his back behind him, felt annoyed.

"They're on the third floor, in the household on the right. There are six of them, and it's just right for us to deal with three. If you're tired from running, I can deal with five, and you can deal with one."

Mu Bai opened his mouth to say something, but Jun Yanmo had already run to the door of that resident.

I saw that Jun Yanmo's cold and slender fingers lightly touched the handle of the door, and the door opened silently.

Mubai's cheeks twitched disdainfully, thinking that this film star probably used to be a thief, and when the case is cleared, he can investigate this Jun Yanmo.

Jun Yanmo didn't know that Mu Bai had already equated him with a thief in his heart, and his eyes were still looking at Mu Bai with an expression like asking for credit.Signal him to hurry over.

Mu Bai's face darkened, thinking that if there were no suspects in the room later, he would tear this man dressed like a butterfly to pieces.

Since when did Mu Bai do things, it was the turn of such a kid to point fingers?

However, he felt uncomfortable, and his pace still didn't stop at all.

Every cell in his body wants to solve the case quickly and make money quickly.

When he got to the door, he wanted Jun Yanmo to wait at the door, but this guy had already slipped in without waiting for him to speak.

A fiery snake almost sprang out of Mubai's beautiful eyes.

Walking into the house angrily, he saw that sissy man grabbing a person with one hand.

Several others surrounded him with one-meter-long knives in their hands.

Mu Bai quietly pulled out a simulated toy gun from his waist and pointed it at them, and suddenly shouted, "Police, put the things down.

Those people turned their heads to look at Mu Bai one after another, seeing the gun in his hand, they all lowered their heads like eggplants beaten by Shuang.

One of the bald and fat men knelt down and said tremblingly: "We really don't know that there are bones in the black garbage bag, otherwise we wouldn't be so stupid and just throw it out of the window. Comrade police, we really don't You know, our brothers usually just grab guns and things, who would have known to grab such a perverted and disgusting thing."

"We didn't say that there were bones in the garbage bag, how did you know?"

Mu Bai's words pierced the fat man's brain like a sharp and slender needle.At the same time, the fat man kneeling on the ground was kicked to the ground by his companion.

"Fatty man, I told you so much. I told you, shut up, shut up..."

"All squat down."

Mu Bai's sonorous and forceful voice was very penetrating, and those people actually knelt down with a bang.

Mu Bai took out the phone with one hand and called Dali to bring someone up.

Jun Yanmo, who had been rushing to the front just now, looked like an outsider watching the show, and stood to the side leisurely to watch the show.

When Dali brought people up, Mu Bai said to Jun Yanmo with disgust: "This is the key to my house, I asked Dali to take you back first. Don't worry, my house has a perfect security level, no one can threaten you to come to my house go."

"Actually, I think it's safer to be with you..."

"Take the key and get out of my sight, or I will sue you for obstructing official duties."

After hearing a low growl, Mu Bai felt inexplicably upset.

He almost exposed his identity again.

But in the face of this criminal suspect, he really couldn't control himself and wanted to get angry.

Jun Yanmo actually smiled when he heard his angry voice, and reached out to take the key in his palm, "Then I'll wait for you at home."

Weird words.

Mubai gave him a blank look, turned around and explained to Ali, and left with the few people he had just captured.

This time Mubai recorded the statement himself.A baby-faced young male police trainee followed him.

"Comrade police, what we said is true. We just saw that the child was wearing brand-name goods. This night, a man was pulling a suitcase of a big brand. We thought he must be a rich owner, so we I thought about robbing his box, but I really didn't expect that the thing in that box would be a dead man's bones."

Mubai was expressionless, his bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, "Draw the child's appearance."

Mu Bai finished speaking and got up to go out.

The second half of the quarter was handed over to that baby face.

As soon as he went out, the phone in his trouser pocket buzzed.

On the phone was a text message from an unfamiliar number, saying that the child was at the gate of the police station and asked him to hurry up and get out, otherwise the child would run away later.

The strong hand almost crushed the phone, his face was black, and he ran to the gate of the police station like a gust of wind.

Sure enough, I saw a little boy at the gate of the police station.

The boy was tied to a telephone pole in front of the police station with a white hemp rope, and a rag was stuffed in his mouth.

Looking young, at most ten years old, the clothes on his body are brand new and valuable.

Really a rich man.

The question is, is such a young child really the one who made the corpses of those dead wood girls?

And who tied this kid here?Who sent the strange text message on the phone just now?

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The author has something to say:

Jun Yanmo: Do ​​you need me to wait for you at home for nothing?

Mubai: It’s good to have this awareness, wash yourself off