Genius Detective

Chapter 780: Don't insult my sister

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Lin Qiupu asked again: "Who sent this bowl?"

"A man, maybe a man, wrapped tightly, wrapped this stuff in newspaper and threw it on my counter, and then ran away."

Lin Qiupu looked at the small bowl on the counter. It was almost exactly the same as the one from Taiyang Pawnshop. The workmanship of this thing was not complicated, and it was not surprising that it was exactly the same.

Lin Qiupu said: "What if you receive a fake? I mean someone used this legend to cheat money?"

"Never mind if it's true or false, this bowl will only appear once in the same pawnshop. If it appears, you will admit it and pay the money! If it is true, I can only curse his 18th generation of ancestors, but this legend only It is circulated in Long’an’s pawn circle that outsiders don’t know it. I know everyone in this industry. I don’t think they can do this kind of thing. Who would do this kind of wicked and smokey thing for tens of thousands of dollars? Don’t hang around in Long'an if someone finds out. The price is too high, understand?"

Lin Qiupu nodded and said, "I want to take this bowl back for appraisal, okay?"

"Okay, take it, don't return it, the town is in your public security bureau." The boss is eager to get rid of this ominous object.

Leaving this store, Dachang looked at his watch and counted, "Three, two, one... Okay, let's go back after get off work hours!"

"But we only checked four of them!" Lin Qiupu said.

"It's five o'clock, and it's off work! The captain is not here again, who are you serious about showing it to you?"

"Tomorrow morning’s case discussion will gather information. We can only produce information from four pawnshops at that time. This is too little and has no reference value. Maybe the captain will give us a new task tomorrow, so today’s task must be completed. ."

"You run the entire Long'an pawnshop in one day!?" Da Chang sneered.

"At least a few more shops, please."

"Are you short-sighted? There is no need to dig deep into this clue. Checking things is a long-running thing. Do you want to be fat with one bite? Your sister..."

"What are you talking about!?" Lin Qiupu suddenly roared, pulling at Da Chang's collar.

"Why!" Da Chang yelled back, "Say you are upset?"

Realizing his abruptness, Lin Qiupu hurriedly reduced his anger and said: "Brother Chang, don't insult my sister, you can insult my mother..."

Dachang showed an expression that looked like a strange person, and said disdainfully: "You can check it slowly, I'm going home to eat and watch it smoothly, you are exhausted!"

He drove away, Lin Qiupu sighed.

He looked at the map and walked to another pawnshop to investigate. When he went there, the boss and his family were eating in the shop. The stewed pig's feet and duck necks on the table were fragrant. Lin Qiupu had to swallow his saliva if he asked a few words.

Leaving this pawnshop, he bought himself a meat dumpling and sat on the side of the road to eat. The lights were on, and the people after work plunged into the wonderful nightlife. The red men and the green women passed in front of Lin Qiupu and saw this sitting in police uniform. The guy on the side of the road gnawing at the meat, cast a curious look.

He saw a grilled fish shop and said to himself that he could take his sister to eat that with the bonus. When he thought of his sister's joy and excitement, he gathered his enthusiasm and continued to visit from house to house.

Unknowingly, by ten thirty in the evening, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Lin Qiupu had already visited six pawnshops, and he planned to go to another one before the last bus came.

There were some random people wandering in the street. He was a little scared, and his feet in leather shoes were aching.

It doesn't matter, I am a policeman now, not that I am afraid of them, but that they are afraid of me! Lin Qiupu said to himself.

He came to this pawn shop called Wantong. The shop was lit but there was no one. Lin Qiupu yelled a few times at the front desk, and a voice came from a door saying, "Come in!"

Lin Qiupu walked in and saw an uncle who was in his fifties, with a full face and dark complexion, was soaking his feet. A young woman was washing his feet next to him. She was dressed in revealing clothes and looked at Lin Qiupu from the corner of her eye.

Behind the uncle are all camphor wood boxes, piled up almost to the ceiling, there is a smell of walnut oil in the room.

"Oh, such a young policeman, how old are you this year?" The uncle asked with a smile while picking his nose.

"I'm twenty-two years old, I want to ask..."

"You have been a criminal police officer at such a young age. You must have a background in your family? Is your father an official?"

"Can I ask some questions?"

"How much is the police's monthly income, is it enough for you?" The uncle was still asking himself.

Lin Qiupu frowned, a little disliked the atmosphere here, but still bit the bullet and asked questions.

The uncle turned a deaf ear to his question. He smiled ambiguously and confessed to the woman who washed her feet. The woman went and took a card. The uncle smiled and said, "Come on, meet you for the first time. Uncle will give you some pocket money." , Not much, two hundred thousand."

Lin Qiupu was taken aback when he heard this number. He had never made so much money since working in high school.

This reaction was seen by the uncle, and he smiled and said: "Take it, make a friend!"

"I'm a policeman!" Lin Qiupu frowned and said very seriously.

"I know that you are a policeman, and I want to buy you off. A little bit of my heart. I like the police the most. I have always wanted to make a police friend... Do you think my daughter looks good? By the way, do you have a girlfriend? Do you want to introduce me? Here you are?" The uncle hugged the woman and said grinningly.

Lin Qiupu's nostrils kept moving, and he held back for a long time before he said "Farewell!"

After turning and leaving, the woman chased out, took Lin Qiupu's arm, rubbed his chest against his arm, and forced the card into his hand, saying, "Little handsome guy, take it, and there is no other meaning. It's not easy for you to explain to me if you don't!"

Lin Qiupu died in embarrassment, but couldn't push her away, and the woman stuck to him like brown candy.

"Xiao Lin!"

A familiar voice made Lin Qiupu seem to see the sun in the dark at midnight, and Song Lang was standing across the road. He strode over, and the long windbreaker was rolled behind him like a superhero's cloak, and he said in a deep voice: "Why? , Let go of me!"

The woman blushed and ran back quickly.

Standing in front of Song Lang, Lin Qiupu was almost crying. He restrained his emotions and said, "Captain, I'm here to check clues. That boss somehow gave me money."

"Who told you to investigate the case alone?" Song Lang smiled and blamed, "This store must be in trouble. I want to find a policeman as a backer. Your little face is as tender as tofu. Of course they take it. You are a soft persimmon."

"Why are you here?"

"I'm also investigating the case!" Song Lang slapped, pointing to the pawnshop just now, "Go, let's go in!"