Genius Detective

Chapter 844: Abandoned child

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Chen Shi said, "Quickly put out the smoke that fell on the ground."

He stepped on the marijuana cigarette with his foot and picked it up after confirming that it had been completely extinguished. There was a bitter almond smell in the cigarette butt, which should have been mixed with poison.

Putting the cigarette butts into an evidence bag, Chen Shi checked the man's corpse. When inquiring in the village before, some villagers said that one of the rice harvesters had a scar on the corner of his mouth and a part of his left little finger was missing. This person fits the characteristics.

"He is one of two rice harvesters." Chen Shi said.

"Damn it, the clue I finally found was broken. Did you see someone jumping off the car when chasing the car just now?" Lin Qiupu asked, and everyone shook their heads.

Chen Shi glanced at the truck, "The truck is empty. This person should be back to load the goods, and his accomplices will pick them up in another place... If he doesn't take the initiative to contact the accomplices, the accomplices will run away. This is usually the arrangement. "

Although the clue was broken, the missing policeman was recovered. Fortunately, the two are still alive. The marijuana leaf found at the scene is hard evidence to prosecute the gang in the future.

The case is already very clear, but it seems that the contest has just begun again.

In the middle of the night, a middle-aged man walked in at a restaurant by the highway. The guy sitting behind the counter turned a blind eye. He was watching a 90s Hong Kong martial arts drama on a small TV. His grinning face was photographed by the screen. It's shiny.

Glancing at the typos on the menu on the wall, the man said, "Egg fried rice...Egg fried rice!...C, deaf? I want a bowl of egg fried rice!!!"

"I heard that, what do you call... Egg fried rice." The guy turned around and shouted at the back chef, and continued to be intoxicated in the TV series.

He whispered an swear word, the man found a place to sit down, he took a cigarette, took a puff, and suddenly remembered something, took two more, lit them, and inserted them in the gap of the Eight Immortals table like burning incense, with his hands folded. Bye bye.

"Little dragon, go all the way well," the man murmured.

Then he took out his cell phone and sent a message to a number: "Boss, I can't hold it anymore, I have to run away!"

Ten minutes later, the other party replied with just two words, "Where are the goods?"

"I rented it in a non-staple food warehouse in Yuzheng under the name of Xiaolong. You have to take it away quickly, or the police will find it."

"In this way, you will pick it up later, and I will send someone to collect it and bring you some money for the road by the way."

"Thank you, boss!" The man breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are welcome, I will arrange everything with me all these years. You can leave with confidence."

Putting down the phone, the three cigarettes on the table have been extinguished, and a blow fly was lying on the cigarette holder and sucking the saliva left by him, but it made him sick and broke. When he stretched out his hand, the flies flew away.

At this time, the guy came and put down a large bowl of egg fried rice. The rice that was thrown on the table was estimated to be one or two. The guy sucked his thumb accidentally inserted into the fried rice and left without saying a word.

He didn’t even give a tableware. The man had to go to the sterilizer to get his chopsticks and tasted the egg fried rice. His eyebrows were twisted together immediately, and the chopsticks were lowered. The blow fly consciously flew onto the rice and started. suck.

"day!"

If this were normal, he had raised the table long ago, he must be low-key right now, and he raised the volume: "Checkout!"

"Checkout."

"It's eighty in total."

"Isn't the rice only thirty?"

"The fifty is the tea fee."

"Did you pour me tea?"

"It's just called the tea fee, you can also call it the service fee."

The man photographed a hundred yuan on the counter. He did not ask for money, nor did the clerk ask for money. After receiving the money in the cabinet, the clerk's eyes never left the TV screen.

"This job is so comfortable, it's better than selling drugs!" He joked, but the clerk didn't hear it.

When I walked out of the store, I heard the clerk scolding: "XXX’s, come to eat so late, so troublesome!"

The man had the urge to go back and kill the clerk. His right hand even reached into his pocket to touch the butterfly knife. While hesitating, the blow fly landed on his nose, and the man slapped his hands angrily and said: !"

With this interruption, he gave up the idea of venting.

After driving the car to less than the town, the man loaded the goods onto the truck and drove outside the town. At one o'clock in the night, an SUV appeared on the road and flashed twice. In response, he also flashed a double flash.

Two people jumped out of the car, wearing black jackets, sunglasses and black leather gloves. They looked mysterious and capable. The man stepped forward and passed the cigarette. The other side blocked it with his hand and said coldly, "Goods."

"In the car."

After the two commissioners went to the car to inspect the goods, they tore off the plastic film and tasted the cannabis leaves, and said, "Isn't it three hundred kilograms?"

"The police copied part of it. Where did Old Lie give me the money to run?"

The two of them walked back to their car without saying a word. At this time, the blow fly landed on the man's nose again. The man was on fire. He didn't know if the one in the restaurant was following along. It was too persistent. Is it because he still smells of blood

He had to kill the damn fly, so he ran back to the truck to get the insecticide. At this moment, he saw two special agents coming down from the SUV, indeed carrying a black satchel, but the other one. But he was playing with a bright switchblade in his hand.

He widened his eyes and suddenly understood that the police had only found the two of them so far. Now that Awei is dead, Old Lie only has to get rid of him, and the clues are completely cut off. All the people upstream can sit back and relax, and the business will still be in two years. You can get up, find a few people who are willing to sell their lives, give some money, and feed a few words of ethical shit. For those upstream people, the money will still be earned, and the women will still play, as if nothing happened.

He hurriedly lowered his head. The fact that he was betrayed made him full of anger, his teeth creaked, and the two men outflanked the back of the truck from both sides. After they passed, the man quietly pushed the car door...

The two commissioners came to the back of the truck with a switchblade. They only saw each other's surprised face. No one was found. They went back to the truck cab. When Commissioner A looked into the glass, the man came from the grass beside the road. He jumped out, covered Special Agent A's mouth, and stabbed him in the back, blood spilling out between his fingers.

Only then did Special Agent B react. When the blood-stained butterfly knife pierced his throat, his scream was abruptly swallowed. The whole process went so smoothly as if two chickens could not fight back.

He ignored the two struggling people on the ground, opened the bag they had thrown on the ground, and smiled.

The bag was full of Dangdang coins. He remembered Lie Lao's words in the text message-"Bring you some money for the road."

"Hahahaha, your old man really doesn't break his promise!"

The two people on the ground gradually stopped struggling, and the blood flowed along the road to the side, nourishing the weeds on the side of the road. He knew that he had become an abandoned child, and there was no way to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

The blow fly came buzzing, lying on the eyeballs of a corpse, sucking the liquid on it, it seems that the flies love to suck there.

He suddenly thought, this fly saved himself, could it be Awei manifesting its spirit

He knelt down, stared at the fly for a long time, and asked, "Awei, what should we do now?"

The fly rubbed its forelimbs, then buzzed and flew away...