The man quietly got up and walked into the toilet to the west. He quickly came out from the inside and went straight out of the gate. Before he stepped out, he saw two people standing with their backs to him in front of the bamboo forest outside the gate. He retracted his stepped foot and folded into the temple.
The door of the backyard was gently opened from the inside, a head was stretched out, and after looking around, the whole person crept away from the inside.
After walking a few steps, he looked back and confirmed that there was no one. The man stood up straight and walked forward.
"I ran away before finishing the scriptures. Aren't you afraid that the Buddha won't bless you?" Zhou Zhen appeared in front of the man. The man's face changed, and he wanted to go back, Huo Xiaofang stopped his retreat.
"Name, occupation, address?" Zhou Zhen asked as he showed his credentials.
"Ah, Atang! Unemployed, lives on Shiguang Road." The man's tone was a little unstable.
Huo Xiaofang handed him a pen and paper, "Write it out!" The person called Atang took the pen, wrote it, and handed it to Huo Xiaofang.
Huo Xiaofang took a look and handed it to Zhou Zhen. "Let's go, what's your real name? Who told you to dress like this and go to the Great Buddha Temple to listen to the scriptures? How many times did you dress up?" Huo Xiaofang asked.
Zhou Zhen looked at the book with "Atang" written on it, and the notes like a ghost symbol. He was in a very bad mood, and his eyes looked at the person named "Atang" viciously.
"Say! I'm in a bad mood lately!" Zhou Zhen punched the table, and the tea cups jumped up, making a clanging sound. Huo Xiaofang looked at Zhou Zhen with a smile on his face. Zhou Zhen retracted his hand that was reddened by the knock on the table, and stared at Atang with red eyes.
"My name is Yao Quan, I am unemployed, and I really live on Shiguang Road."
Zhou Zhen: "Who made you dress like this?" He almost roared, scaring Yao Quan to hide behind him. The two police officers behind him slammed on him when he saw him trying to hide.
The four of them tried one, and Yao Quan was so frightened that all of them looked at their faces. Immediately he stammered and said: "I, I, I are on the Internet, and a stranger added me, asked me to dress as he wanted me, go to the Great Buddha Temple to listen to the lecture, and do nothing else.
Give me two hundred yuan a day, pay me one hundred beforehand, and another one hundred, and will pay me again when I finish my work. I agreed. That night, Xiao Doudou in our alley said that someone had given him a lollipop and asked him to give me a letter with a hundred dollars in it.
I took money from others, so, so I went to the Great Buddha Temple. But police officer, I really don't know what's going on in this. If I know, I won't do it if you give me a thousand dollars! "
When Huo Xiaofang and Zhou Zhen saw the names on the register, they already knew that today was a counterfeit. He turned to the rear, and a police officer went out and soon came in, with an extra notebook in his hand. In front of Yao Quan. Yao Quan immediately logged into his social account and found a gray penguin head portrait, "This is the person."
Zhou Zhen immediately copied the number and handed it to the person on the side: "Send this number to the Information Section, check the last login time and IP address, and see if it can be traced to the specific location."
Huo Xiaofang: "You didn't ask that person, why do you want you to do this?"
Yao Quan: "I asked, but the other party refused to say that if I didn't want to, he could find someone else. Just listen to a lecture, two hundred yuan, such a good thing, no one will miss it, so I At that time, I agreed without thinking about it, but I really don’t know the police officer. Doing so will hinder your investigation."
Huo Xiaofang and Zhou Zhen left the interrogation room, and Zhou Zhen sighed: "The murderer is too fucking!" "The more we mess up, the more proud he is, so I don't advise you to calm down." Huo Xiaofang said.
After Zhou Zhen glanced at Huo Xiaofang, he kept cursing.
(End of this chapter)