The wind is a bit strong.
It was so big that Boss Zhou almost sprained his back.
Especially the last "Mom" by Lu Wencheng.
It's like a hearse drifting.
Tianxiu.
However, I was just a little shocked at the beginning, and I didn't have any other feelings.
Maybe, Mr. Lu Yaozu is indeed a more loyal man
Private life is private life. Boss Zhou doesn't bother to care about it. He is not here to eavesdrop or pry into other people's private affairs.
At the same time, I also have some questions about the plot of the widow,
Not really interested.
It was obvious that Lu Wencheng had a special relationship with his "mom". The two of them were almost snuggling together, and Lu Wencheng's hands were moving from time to time.
seem,
In this place,
At this location,
In this environment,
Can it bring him greater sensory stimulation
At this time, Lu Wencheng's cell phone rang. He answered the call, let go of his "mother's" hand, and walked towards the building in front while indicating that he was going to take care of something.
And this young widow,
He continued to kneel there and burn paper money.
Zhou Ze took the opportunity to go into the mourning hall.
Lu Yaozu's body was lying in the freezer. The four walls were covered with elegiac couplets and wreaths from various units and companies. In fact, these things are usually shown to the living.
Especially at mourning services, these elegiac couplets will be arranged in order according to the identity and influence of the people who sent them. The deceased are gone, but the living are just trying to show off.
Zhou Ze opened the freezer and turned Lu Yaozu's body over.
Since that kind of plot just happened outside,
It is easy for people to speculate about the cause of death of Mr. Lu Yaozu.
Zhou Ze is not a forensic doctor, but with his experience, he can still see some things.
In fact, there are really many things that can be seen on Lu Yaozu's body. Because there are so many traces, he should have died of cancer, and there are still many traces of treatment on his body.
At least, Zhou Ze didn't find any signs of murder.
Moreover, judging from Mr. Lu Yaozu's behavior after he entered the bookstore, it didn't look like he was being murdered.
After putting the body back and closing the freezer, Zhou Ze glanced at a black lion next to the freezer. It was tied with a red rope and should be a burial object for old man Lu Yaozu.
The old man had danced with the lion all his life, so it was appropriate to use this as a burial object.
There were even pots, pans, and bowls neatly arranged on a table next to them.
It doesn't look like it's going to be cremated. Could it be that they want to use connections to bury it secretly
However, this has nothing to do with me.
Even if the person was really buried, Zhou Ze would not be bored enough to make a report call.
Not finding any valuable clues, Zhou Ze could only quietly leave the mourning hall, but he was almost certain that the thing that made the lion's roar before should be within the scope of this house.
The small Western-style building has three floors and is built very grandly. The ground floor is the kitchen and living room, but Zhou Ze did not go up from the ground floor. Instead, he climbed the wall and went directly to the roof.
One third of the roof was covered with a small glass shed, which was covered with a layer of black cloth. Zhou Ze walked over, lifted the cloth, and through the moonlight, he saw that there were lions placed inside.
Some of them are obviously old and a bit worn out, while others should be new and have not been used much.
There is also a photo frame hanging above the shed, which contains many old photos, most of which were taken during performances. Lu Yaozu in the photos was still young at that time.
In one of the photos, Zhou Ze saw a photo of Lu Yaozu, who had not yet changed his clothes, holding the hand of young Lu Wencheng.
Zhou Ze walked inside and didn't find anything unusual. There were stairs on the roof that led directly to the balcony on the third floor. When Zhou Ze walked down, he could hear Lu Wencheng in the room talking on the phone through the curtains. However, before Zhou Ze could hear what he was saying, he hung up the phone in an emotional state.
He took a few steps back, turned sideways,
Lu Wencheng opened the door of the room.
Excitedly, he walked out quickly.
Went straight downstairs.
Zhou Ze glanced at the other person's departing back and did not follow him. Instead, he went straight into the other person's study.
It was indeed a study room, decorated very luxuriously and not low-key at all, especially the large safe in the middle of the wall fixed to the wall and the ground. It looked like a note stuck on the forehead with the words "I'm very rich" written on it.
The carpets, wall hangings, and even the authentic paintings are not priced sky-high, but they are all valuable.
“Is lion dancing so profitable?”
Zhou Ze walked to the desk. It was very clean, without any documents or things on it. It was really just a decoration.
After looking for a while and still not finding anything unusual, Zhou Ze took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.
The most important thing is the sound of the lion's roar. After it appeared once, there was no sound anymore.
Do we have to go to the temple fair tomorrow to play the eagle eating the chicken game
Boss Zhou really wants to catch that thing today and get rid of it once and for all.
“Tsk tsk.”
Gritting my teeth,
Zhou Ze gave up.
Still decided to leave.
only,
When Zhou Ze just walked out of this room,
But suddenly, I heard a low shout, probably coming from the ground floor.
Zhou Ze did not climb down the wall, but took the stairs. In the living room on the ground floor, four thin men were practicing lion dance in groups of two.
The movements were uniform, and although they were not equipped, their expressions and movements were smooth and precise.
These are a group of people who really have skills and are considered the cornerstone of the lion dance industry.
However, Zhou Ze didn’t see Lu Wencheng.
Because Lu Wencheng is a living person, not a ghost, and Zhou Ze is not a martial artist, so it is not clear whether Lu Wencheng himself can perform the lion dance
It is common for sons to follow in their father's footsteps, but Zhou Ze always felt that Lu Wencheng didn't seem like the kind of person who would devote himself to practicing lion dancing.
Zhou Ze also saw Lu Wencheng's "mother". She seemed to have just returned from burning paper money. When she passed through the living room, several people who were practicing martial arts bowed to her and greeted her with a very respectful attitude.
No matter what you think in your heart, at least you have done enough work to save face, and this is when there are no outsiders around.
Zhou Ze was standing at the stairs, looking left and right. Didn’t Lu Wencheng just come down? Could it be that he went out directly because of something
Zhou Ze picked up the phone and called Lao Zhang.
"Hello, boss."
"Has Lu Wencheng gone out?"
"No, I was looking at the gate the whole time and didn't go out."
"Um."
Zhou Ze hung up the phone. He believed in the investigative vision of Lao Zhang, a veteran criminal policeman with 20 years of experience. Unless Lu Wencheng chose a remote location on the wall to climb out like he did, he would be fine.
But he climbed over the wall to leave his house. Is he crazy
Just after hanging up the phone with Lao Zhang, Zhou Ze's phone started to vibrate again. He glanced at it and found that it was Lawyer An's call:
"Hey, boss, haha, listen to me and let me tell you about my arrangements..."
"Long story short."
“Uh…” Lawyer An’s enthusiasm was suppressed, and he could only say, “Boss, you can go to Weibo. Now things have turned around. Hahaha, just as those idiots on the Internet cursed me before, they cursed that woman just as cruelly now. And with a bunch of additional information coming out, things have…”
"Okay, I get it. I'll enjoy watching the news when I get back."
"Um, okay, where are you busy, boss?"
"what?"
"I'll bring you a midnight snack."
"have eaten."
"Oh, never mind."
"I thought you were going to say you wanted to come and help me."
"Please let me go, Boss. Other things are easy to deal with. I really don't want to play Detective Conan games with Lao Zhang."
"This time it's not..."
"ah!"
A scream suddenly came from the rooftop.
The people who were still practicing on the first floor stopped immediately, somewhat puzzled.
Zhou Ze immediately hung up the phone and went upstairs quickly.
Rooftop, rooftop, rooftop!
However,
When Zhou Ze really ran to the rooftop,
But I found nothing unusual on the roof.
It was still the same as when he first came up. Zhou Ze even went to the small shed to take a look, but there was no sign of disturbance.
At this moment, several people who had been practicing at the bottom of the building also ran up, but they were stopped on the third floor before they could reach the roof.
"I'm fine. I just accidentally fell in the office. I'm fine now."
Lv Wencheng covered his forehead with one hand while explaining to his fellow apprentices,
"Brothers, continue to practice. You can't fall behind, especially since my father, your master, has just passed away. At least, we have to let him see our attitude."
"Yes, brother."
"Yes, brother."
Seeing that Lu Wencheng was indeed fine, several fellow disciples turned around and continued to practice martial arts.
Zhou Ze, who was standing on the edge of the roof,
His brows were furrowed.
I clearly saw Lv Wencheng coming down the stairs just now, and when the screams came from the rooftop, I was the first one to come up. But Lv Wencheng appeared on the third floor and intercepted the group of fellow apprentices who also ran upstairs upon hearing the noise.
How did Lu Wencheng get up there
After persuading his fellow students to leave, Lu Wencheng returned to his office and closed the door.
Zhou Ze walked down from the rooftop again.
Standing in the same position as before,
Slowly he lifted the curtain a little, and looked inside.
He saw Lu Wencheng sitting behind his desk with a mobile phone in his hand, seemingly texting or chatting.
Could it be that there is a secret staircase in this room
It seems that this is the only explanation now, and it is very forced. He is just a lion dancer, not a spy department. There is no need to make such a fuss at home, right
Thinking about this, his eyes were a little distracted. When Zhou Ze focused his attention on Lu Wencheng again,
But I saw Lu Wencheng "standing" on the desk.
It's called a station.
In fact, both hands and feet were lying on the desk.
Stick out your tongue.
Licking his hands,
Licking with passion,
Licking myself into oblivion,
From time to time, there was a "slurp, slurp" sound.
The saliva kept splashing along with the tongue.
Like a... licking dog.
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