When he smashed the door, Zhao Yu really wanted to use the only universal unlocker to open Miao Ying's door.
However, even if it can be opened, so what
In the end, wouldn't Miao Renfeng still have to kick him out
well!
It was true that his cleverness was mistaken for him. It turned out that Miao Ying's energy, which made her unable to raise her eyelids just now, was all used to numb herself. People had already seen through her trick!
snort!
Miao Renfeng, I have you!
Zhao Yu stood at the door and complained angrily, just wait, sooner or later I will catch the opportunity to get on the phone! Miao Renfeng, let's wait and see!
In desperation, Zhao Yu had to return to the hall and open a new guest room. The waiter thought that Zhao Yu had got his wish, and immediately praised: "Sir, your girlfriend is so beautiful!"
Hearing this compliment, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed, and hurriedly left with the room card.
Zhao Yu was quite tired after driving for such a long time at night. After entering the house, he took a hot bath to relieve his fatigue.
Unexpectedly, after taking a bath, he became more energetic. He put aside his closeness with Miao Ying, but he had to continue to investigate the case.
So, he took out his tablet computer from his backpack and started repeatedly viewing the video of the old man wearing makeup. This time, Zhao Yu looked more carefully, observing every shot carefully.
Unexpectedly, as he looked at it, he really saw something different. He felt that the old man's expression was not just indifferent, but there seemed to be a hint of relief in the indifference, as if he had fulfilled some wish.
Tsk tsk…
The more Zhao Yu looked, the more strange he became. The more he looked, the more he wanted to know, does this old man have something to do with robbing the bank
While he was watching the video, there was already a noise in his backpack. It turned out that the mobile phones of the five criminals were all in their bags! This was a wanted order issued by Miao Ying, and many replies came back.
Zhao Yu was still making a bet with Miao Ying! If there were no clues in these replies, he would be beaten! Miao Ying's fists were no joke, and he naturally didn't want to be abused.
So, he opened the bag and began to look through the mobile phones one by one to see if there would be any important information inside
As a result, when he checked it from beginning to end, there was almost nothing but obscenities. It was all useless curse words. No one really cared about the photos of the suspects!
I rub...
Zhao Yu couldn't help but secretly curse, what kind of bird people are these? Why is there not a single decent person
The search was fruitless, and Zhao Yu had no choice but to sleep. Their only hope at present is that the Lingyun police can find out the identity of the old man wearing makeup. Perhaps if they know what this person does, new progress can be made in the case!
When he went to bed, it was already 4:30 in the morning, and Zhao Yu was in a drowsy sleep. In a daze, he actually dreamed that he secretly used the master key to sneak into Miao Ying's room and got into her bed...
However, the next second, he suddenly saw a plastic-sealed vacuum corpse from Miao Ying's bed...
At some point, the vibrating sound of his cell phone woke him up from his sleep. Zhao Yu opened his eyes and saw that it was only 7 o'clock in the morning. He had not rested for long at all.
The one that vibrated was one of the five mobile phones. Zhao Yu remembered that it belonged to the woman whose finger he had broken off. The mobile phone is 0PP0, and it is decorated with shiny jewelry.
At this moment, the mobile phone buzzed non-stop, someone must be calling her. Zhao Yu turned the phone over and saw that the caller ID also showed a woman dressed in a seductive manner.
Naturally, he couldn't answer the call and had to hang up.
Aha…
Zhao Yu yawned deeply and unlocked the screen of the woman's phone again, only to find that dozens of messages had been sent back to WeChat.
It seems that this woman has a wide range of contacts and has many friends. After all, it was late at night before, but now it's dawn, so more people are replying.
Zhao Yu looked through them one by one. This time, someone finally started to take the photos of the suspects seriously. However, most people had either never seen them or didn't recognize them. In the end, they still had no clues.
Aha…
Zhao Yu yawned again, feeling disappointed. It seemed that Miao Ying was destined to be punched.
Unexpectedly, after yawning, another WeChat message came to the woman's mobile phone, and it was also a voice:
"Cousin, why don't you answer my call? Where are they?" came a husky female voice with a rough voice on WeChat, "I ask you, what do you mean by those photos you sent me? Why are there so many? Where are the people? Why are you looking for these people? Let me tell you, I seem to have seen No. 12 in the photo, but I’m not sure!"
oh!
Hearing this voice, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. He hurriedly replied to this person with a message and asked her where he had seen her before. What is the situation
After a few seconds, the voice message came again:
"Damn it, are you still alive? Why don't you answer my call? I have a vague impression of No. 12 in your photo. I seemed to have seen this person when I was working at the Art Center Square Haggis Soup! That person I often go to have haggis soup, so I probably work nearby, right? However, No. 12 in the photo is younger, so I’m not sure! After all, there are too many people who look alike!”
12th
Zhao Yu hurriedly looked through the photos and found that the suspect in photo No. 12 was a portrait made by experts based on the video. This portrait must be somewhat different from the actual one.
So... could this person who drinks haggis soup be a bank robber
art Center
Zhao Yu checked the map of Lingyun City again and quickly found the location of Lingyun City Art Center.
At this moment, the woman's voice came again from WeChat:
"By the way! I remember that the boss selling haggis soup had a conversation with this person, so you should go and ask the boss and you should be able to confirm! Damn... I'm so frustrated again... Are you talking to that man again? You're fooling around..."
There's drama!
Zhao Yu's eyes lit up. That's right. Just ask the boss.
He thinks that even if he admits the wrong person, it is better than just waiting for the news, right? Moreover, the lamb offal soup is quite delicious and just solves the breakfast problem.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yu immediately called Miao Ying and forwarded the woman's message to Miao Ying.
Miao Ying was sleeping in a daze, but suddenly she woke up after receiving such news. She immediately told Zhao Yu to check out of the hotel and drive to the art center!
Just like that, the two of them didn't even have time to wash their faces and went straight to the Art Center of Lingyun City. Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, it took them only 20 minutes to reach their destination.
This haggis soup shop is an old shop that has been open for more than ten years. After asking about it for a while, the two of them came over.
Business in the store is booming, and many people don't even have stools and can only drink soup while standing.
In order to know the answer as soon as possible, Zhao Yu immediately walked towards the boss with his mobile phone. The boss is a middle-aged man who is busy working in full swing.
"Boss, let me ask you something. Have you seen this person?" As he said that, Zhao Yu handed him the photo of suspect No. 12.
"Well..." The boss didn't look at his phone. Instead, he looked at Zhao Yu and asked, "What do you do?"
"Police!" Zhao Yu flashed his police officer ID and urged, "Look carefully, have you seen this person?"
"Hey, police officer!" The boss was slightly startled, stood up quickly, rubbed his rough hands, looked at the photo carefully, and said, "This is Mr. Chen from the Cultural Center. Why are you looking for him?"
"Ah!?" Zhao Yu was shocked and said hurriedly, "Boss, please be careful. Is he really the person you mentioned? That's right? He... what does he do?"
"You can't be wrong! He looks a little younger in the photo. I don't know his name," the boss said, pointing behind him. "Those who work in the cultural center and those who work with pipes and tools in the drama troupe all call them "Chen Gong". We're having mutton soup here! Maybe I can come over soon!"
What!
Props? Repertory theater
oops!
Zhao Yu couldn't help but trembled in his heart. Could it be that... the bank robber is really - him!
PS: Thanks for the reward and encouragement that I once pledged!
(End of chapter)