I jumped up and down the daily newspaper building for a whole day, collected the testimony of many witnesses, and came to an unbelievable conclusion - all the strange things are caused by a cement banshee who can only pass through the wall!
After learning that it was a monster, the case was over, and no one was killed anyway, so there was no need to waste the police force for it. Say hello to the property management, give them a little pressure, and let them find a way to solve this problem by themselves, whether they ask Taoist priests to catch demons, or monks to recite scriptures, anyway, don't keep calling 110 in the future.
Although my actions seem to be very irresponsible, you must know that I have a lot of cases at hand, and there are still many cases of dead people and collapsed buildings waiting in line for me to investigate. 's case. Sometimes I feel quite helpless, but the reality is like this. Most of the cases that don't cause people's lives and don't attract widespread attention from the society are nothing to do with it. Therefore, many migrant workers do not hesitate to threaten to jump from a river to a building in order to recover their deserved wages, because if they do not do this, there is no government department that will intervene in their affairs.
After leaving the Daily News Building, Zhen Zhen and I parted ways and went home. Just as I was thinking about how to report the Cement Banshee to the boss so that I wouldn't be punished at home, the phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. After answering the call, I realized that it was An An. When I was chatting with her today, she asked for my phone number. I didn't expect it to happen so soon. Unfortunately, she is not my type. As far as I can tell, she only has a B cup, and her petite figure does not fit my request. However, I'm not Liuxia Hui who sits in her arms, and I won't mind if she throws her arms around me. Of course, that's on the premise that she won't keep pestering me.
"Is something wrong with me?" I asked. This is a very important question. If you have an excuse to ask me for something, you will take the initiative to send it to your door; if you have nothing to do and just chat with me, it means that you want me to take the initiative. If it's the latter, I don't want to waste my energy on girls I don't really like.
"Are you free now? I want you to help me with something." Her tone was very anxious, not like she was making an excuse to date me, and I could hear the echo, she should have given it to me in a cramped place like the toilet Call up.
"How can I help you?" She should really need my help with something important, and her dream of a romantic encounter may be in vain. And she has to hide in the toilet and call me, which shouldn't be a good thing, so I have to determine what she is looking for me first. If she is caught for drug use or something, I will not help.
"Mom has been weird recently. The phone rang just now, and she sneaked out to the balcony to listen. I heard that she seemed to have an appointment with the other party to meet at Shangya Cafe. I was afraid that she would have an accident and wanted to go with her. Look. But I'm alone, and I'm afraid..." Although she didn't make it clear that she wanted me to accompany her, I still didn't understand what she meant.
Half an hour later, I parked the car on the side of the road opposite Shangya Cafe, and An An was sitting in the passenger seat. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the cafe, I saw a woman who was three-thirds similar to An An and Yiyi sitting inside. Although she is middle-aged, the milfs still have the charm, and the figure and beauty are no less than the two daughters. However, at the moment she seems very anxious and keeps stirring the coffee in front of her, but I don't see her adding sugar or milk to the coffee.
An An told me that this woman was her mother Ji Xuerong. She said that her mother has always been secretive lately. She often goes to the balcony to listen to the phone, and she often sneaks out of the house when her father is out for entertainment. In the past, except for her father and their two sisters, almost no one called her mobile phone, and she basically did not go out at night, unless it was a wedding banquet or a class reunion.
I asked her, why is her mother's figure so well maintained? She said that her mother practiced yoga regularly and was in better shape than her sisters. She also told me that yesterday my mother asked her some questions about the photo inexplicably.
"Could it be an extramarital affair?" As soon as these words came out, An An immediately glared at me, as if she wanted to eat me in one bite. I shrugged and said, "I'm not guessing, you can see for yourself if you don't believe me."
At this time, a stylishly dressed young man sat opposite Xue Rong, but unfortunately we couldn't see his face because of the angle. Then the two began to talk. Judging from Xuerong's facial expressions, they might not be a couple, even if they were about to break up. When the lovers met, there was a sweet smile on their faces, especially the men and women who were cheating. The exciting feeling was hard to suppress. However, her expression was first anxious, then panic and helpless. If they were a couple, then it must be time for a breakup showdown.
Subsequent images also proved my guess. The young man threw a large envelope in front of Xue Rong, and a stack of photos fell out of the envelope. When she picked up the photos, she panicked immediately, and then ripped up all the photos in a frenzy. The other party seemed to have expected this situation for a long time and did not stop it. The situation at hand is familiar to me, and that's how most racketeering cases begin.
An An probably guessed from her mother's expression that her mother was being threatened by the other party, and suddenly opened the car door, as if she wanted to rush into the cafe. I hurriedly grabbed her delicate white hand and asked, "What do you want?"
"I'm going to help Mom!" she said anxiously, trying to struggle with my hand.
I forcefully pulled her back into the car and reprimanded: "Do you think you can help by going in now? In the public, can people eat your mother, and going in now will only make your mother more troubled. "
She thought about it seriously, and said aggrievedly: "Then at least I need to see clearly that it's that bad guy bullying mom!"
"You don't have to worry about this. This is a cafe, not a hotel. It's impossible for that man to sit in it until dawn. When he comes out, he will naturally be able to see his face clearly. You, you'd better take a piece of chewing gum and relax!" I said and handed her a piece of chewing gum.
She watched the situation in the cafe nervously, ripped off the wrapping paper, and stuffed the chewing gum into her mouth. But then he called out "Ouch", spit out the chewing gum, looked at it in his hand, and asked suspiciously, "Is this chewing gum expired? ."
"I just bought it yesterday, it shouldn't have expired! But I have always kept it in the refrigerator since I bought it." I gave a sly smile.
"You're tricking me on purpose!" She lunged at me angrily, scratching my armpits.
As the saying goes, "the one who flirts first is cheap, and kills without complaint". Since she was the first to do it, then I would be rude, and openly "put down my hands" on her, scratching her armpits and rib cages and other sensitive parts, making her laugh and swept away her previous anxiety.
Two people playing this kind of close-fitting tickling game in the narrow carriage will definitely touch the places that should not be touched. Sure enough, before we could decide the winner, she touched "Xiao Mu" in my crotch, her face immediately flushed like a sunset, she stopped and wanted to sit back in the passenger seat. Just then, however, her mother walked out of the café with the young man, who was walking in our direction.
At this moment, I can see the face of the young man clearly and recognize who he is at a glance. I think he also recognized us at a glance when he approached. To avoid being discovered by him, I hugged An An in a hurry, held her head down and kissed her.
An An probably didn't expect me to be so mad and beat my chest hard. But after a few hits, it stopped, her delicate body gradually softened, she gently hugged my neck, and took the initiative to stick her tongue into my mouth... This time the fun was big, she must think I was showing her love.
Although she's not my type, kissing her feels pretty good. The soft lips, the slippery tongue, and the delicate body fragrance of young girls all make me want time to stop at this moment forever . However, if I continue to kiss her, I may have to ruin her for the rest of my life, so I have to hurry up and prove my innocence.
I gently pushed An An away, deliberately avoiding her affectionate eyes as if I had done something wrong, and pointed at the man who just passed by the car: "Look, it's him!"
Although we can only see the man's profile at the moment, it is impossible for An An to not recognize him, because the other party is a colleague who sees her every day - Ning Yuyi.
"It turned out to be him..." An An was greatly surprised by what she saw in front of her eyes, but she immediately realized another accident and asked anxiously, "Did you kiss me just now to prevent him from discovering us?"
I nodded embarrassedly, and a crisp slap sounded, and she angrily opened the door and turned away. But after a few steps, she trotted back and scolded me: "I hate you, you big liar!" This time she really left.
Long live! What the hell did I lie to her, why should I be slapped! I hope it doesn't swell up, or I won't know how to go to work tomorrow. When I woke up, I immediately went to look in the mirror, but luckily I didn't swell up, so I went to work with peace of mind, ready to be taught by the boss.
"Why are you not a magician now, and you have changed your career to become a Taoist priest?" Reported to him about the cement banshee in the boss's office, and being trained was expected.
"A Taoist priest is also one of the magic sticks!" I smiled bitterly, "According to the testimony of witnesses and the findings at the scene, I really can't think of any other explanation besides the evil spirits."
"Then are you going to just let it go?" The boss glared at me, then flipped through the report.
I shrugged and said, "The only solution now is to demolish the entire building, dig out the corpses in the ground piles and burn them, but it is impossible for the owner to agree. Anyway, there are no casualties, so let the property management invite a true Taoist priest to give advice. That's it, my work as a fake Taoist is complete."
"That's the only way, let's deal with other cases!" The boss put the report aside and waved me out.
"Boss, about my vacation..." I put on a flattering face.
"There are still more cases, so what's the holiday, go to work!" The boss threw me away.
Walking out of the boss's office, I found that Viagra and Miaomiao didn't know what they were talking about, and they were having a good chat, so they went over to join in the fun.
"I heard from friends that there are bigfoot monsters in the United States and Canada. They have huge feet, 45 centimeters long, and their height is estimated to be more than three meters, which is almost as tall as two meows combined." Seriously.
"Hee hee hee..." Viagra smiled yin and yang for a while before saying, "That's a lie, what kind of bigfoot is there, and no one has ever been able to catch a live one."
"But the footprints and hair of Bigfoot have been found in many places, and some people have filmed it!" Miaomiao seemed to be convinced.
Viagra poked her head with his finger and pretended to say, "Use your head! Since there are so many bigfoot monsters running around, why haven't one been caught yet? I can't run! But it's been 200 years since the first discovery of Bigfoot's footprints, and I still haven't found any bones, only hair and footprints that are hard to distinguish between true and false, and all the so-called films are ambiguous."
"If there is no Bigfoot, what about the footprints and hair, or the film?" Miaomiao is still convinced.
"What's so difficult about this, give me a little time, and I can get you a native Bigfoot." Seeing me coming, Viagra seemed to be trying to sell it. I threw a cigarette at him and urged, "Don't make our appetites, just say something."
He took a breath of cigarette and said, "Let's talk about the hair first. In fact, it's just a matter of casually grabbing the human hair, pig hair, orangutan hair and throwing it next to the footprints. Before the technology was not developed, it was impossible to distinguish the true from the false. Even now, If you want to fake it, the test will not yield any results; the film is even better. Hollywood can even shoot aliens. If you want to shoot a Bigfoot, you can do it at an amateur level. Work? As long as the distance is a little farther and the shots are blurry, who can tell whether it is true or false? As for the footprints, the technical content is a little higher, but it is not a difficult task..." This kid is going to sell it again .
Under my repeated urging, he continued proudly: "To make big footprints, in fact, you just need to find a carpenter to make wooden feet like Uncle Zheng Long did, but the reason why Bigfoot's footprints can make it so Many people believe that it has its own unique features, the most important of which is the foot pattern. There are palm patterns on the palm and foot patterns on the feet. It is difficult to carve the real foot patterns with wood, so plaster is used. It's not difficult to mold people's feet and then scale them up. I won't say much about this technique. After getting a pair of big foot molds, you can use plaster to make a pair of big feet. The big feet are tied under the feet, and anyone can step on the big footprints."
"What about the stride? If the stride is not proportional to the length of the bare feet, any detective will find the problem, let alone a biological expert." Almost every detective knows the formula for calculating height based on footprints and stride. Wearing wide shoes also won't take steps that are disproportionate to your height.
"This is also very simple. Someone has already cracked the secret." Viagra smiled triumphantly: "You should tie a horse or a car with a rope, and pull the person who steps on the footprints to run forward in the way of jumping, as long as you master The speed of a good horse or car gives the right stride and footprint ratio. And running in hops deepens the footprint, giving the illusion of a multiplier of weight, making it seem that the one who left the footprint is a monstrous creature."
After listening to Viagra's comment on Bigfoot, an idea suddenly popped into my mind - could the disproportionate footprints in the bathroom be caused by the perpetrator strapping a pair of small shoes under his feet! Then, it is very likely that the ghost is not a monster, but a man-made prank. Just when I was going to think about it again, the phone rang, and it was An An who called. Could it be because of the kissing her last night
"Brother Yu, come and save me, they want to accuse me of killing me..." As soon as the phone was connected, An An's panicked cry came from the receiver. Before I could ask what was going on, the boss's angry roar sounded from behind: "Amu, roll in for me, the Daily News Building has caused a disaster!"