Temporary Bodyguard

Chapter 20: Heavenly Star (20)

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Gao Yusheng stared at the soft wavy line stiffly for three seconds, and then snapped the phone screen down on the table with a click, as if to bury the embarrassment that was about to overflow the screen. First, she gave Yuan Xiaoai a [En], calmed down for a moment, and then picked up the phone again.

Before the sentence "I'm sorry I sent it wrong" was finished, Zhai Chen sent another sentence over there:

[Mr. Gao, I said that when I first met, I am a serious bodyguard.]

In three or two times, he deleted the words he just typed, and gave up the not-so-smart Siri. Gao Yusheng checked it directly on the computer. What if he sent the wrong WeChat and was seen by the other party.

Zhai Chen looked at the other side who had been "typing in", but he didn't send it, and laughed out aloud. It is completely conceivable that the little guy on the opposite side is desperately trying to explain with red ears.

"Ding, ding, ding—" The opposite side suddenly sent several pictures in succession. After a closer look, they almost blinded the pair of night blindness: a sexy girl in exposed clothes, a muscular man in only thongs, Coupled with the big characters with their own glare effect [Join the public account XXXX, unlimited good movies, only 38 yuan in January to enjoy the ultimate privilege].

"..." Zhai Chen was shocked by Mr. Gao's hand. After waiting for a while, a human word came slowly from there.

[Heartless man: I'm sorry, I was hacked just now, have you received any strange news?]

"... Hahahahaha!" Zhai Chen smiled and fell on the sofa, kicking his legs vigorously in the air, how could this Xiao Gao be so funny. Laughing too much, he coughed for a while and suddenly couldn't breathe. He grabbed the oxygen bottle and took a sip. Then he barely stopped laughing and got up to reply.

[It turned out to be hacked, I said, the other party also borrowed 100 yuan from me.]

"Boom!" A pillow was suddenly thrown over and hit Zhai Chen's head accurately. The culprit was Fang Chuyang, who had just entered the door: "Why are you laughing so hard, don't be ashamed!"

"Go away, I'm trying to make a child smile." Zhai Chen grabbed the pillow and threw it back.

"If you dared to laugh like this in kindergarten, you would have been complained about eight hundred times by parents." Fang Chuyang raised his hand to catch the pillow. Unexpectedly, the pillow was so strong that he smashed him back three steps and hit the wall. "Fuck, Zhai Chen, you're taking oxygen!"

"Oh, oh, I forgot, did you hit it?" Zhai Chen quickly jumped up to help him, was thrown away, and changed the subject with a smirk, "By the way, I brought you something delicious, just wait. ."

The delicious food is the handmade bread that Zhai Chen brought from his employer, and Gao Yusheng baked it himself, which is especially delicious. The time was set before leaving in the morning, and it was just released when he got home from get off work in the evening. Zhai Chen ate three on the spot and brought back five.

"Does the eldest young master of the rich family bake bread?" Fang Chuyang took a bite. It wasn't as delicious as it was when it first came out of the oven, but it was really good, so he couldn't help but have doubts.

"Yes, he doesn't want to eat takeout, and it's not clean. Either eat it in a clean restaurant outside, or make it by himself. If he's really lazy, he will send that poor Secretary Zheng." Replying, thinking that he was angry, he smirked twice and didn't dare to tease any more, so he turned to the crazy article in the circle of friends and showed it to Fang Chuyang.

Fang Chuyang thought it was Zhai Chen's prank again, he tilted his neck and glanced afar, his face suddenly became solemn, he grabbed it and took a closer look.

Cult, killing, random, young women. The combination of these few keywords is enough to cause panic across the city.

"It's broken," Fang Chuyang hurriedly forwarded this thing to the captain, frowning, "the public opinion is raised, and the public will pay attention, and they will definitely ask to speed up the handling of the case."

"It's useless to speed up, and the suspect doesn't listen to it." Zhai Chen didn't care.

"No." Fang Chuyang shook his head. Now they have just roughly figured out the ways of the cult, and it is not the time to start.

Today's Star Worship Religion has changed its name to the Tianyan Society, attracting people everywhere. There are strict levels in the teaching, and what each level can access is limited. There are countless low-level missionary dens, and high-level star envoys control single digits, but they are hidden so deeply that outsiders cannot inquire. The police's undercover agents are working hard, but it will take more than a year to pass the assessment. What can be determined now is only Caizhuang Xincheng 1802. If the above asks for expedited handling of Li Ting's case, I am afraid that this den will be taken first.

Fighting grass to startle snakes is not what Fang Chuyang wants to see.

Fang Chuyang left early the next morning. The news spread, and the officials are working hard to refute the rumors, but the speed of refuting rumors is far from keeping up with the speed of the spread of rumors. The entire criminal police team was tense. Before receiving new orders, it would be better to find out new clues as soon as possible.

The broken bridge where Wang Qiang fell, had three runaway teams pass by. After so many days of investigation, it was determined that one of the runaway teams had never appeared in that area before. The runaway team was smaller than the other two teams, with a total of 18 people wearing different clothes. Either he was wearing a mask or a hat, and his face could not be discerned, obviously he had come prepared.

The clue was in the middle of this, so the investigation direction was changed to Zhou Yufen, the wife of the deceased who was suspected of buying the murder.

"According to Zhou Yufen's usual range of activities, it can be judged that the den may be in the community where her parents live, or it may be near the beauty salon she often goes to." Xiao Chen pointed to the circled place in the information.

"Deputy team, 1802 Mrs. Cai's account has changed!" Xiao Zhang, who is in charge of supervising Caizhuang Xincheng, raised his hand.

In the noisy house next to Li Ting, there lived an old couple. The woman's surname is Cai, she is a native of Caizhuang, and her house is also her own. This old lady Cai's bank account suddenly deposited a sum of 200,000 yuan in cash.

Two hundred thousand yuan in cash is not a small amount, and people usually choose to transfer money. Cash transactions are only chosen for fear of illegal activity of the source being monitored by the police. On July 6, Wang Jinghang's account had made an appointment to withdraw 500,000 yuan in cash!

"This bastard, how dare you say it's none of his business? It's clearly buying a murderer to kill!" Xiaoma rolled up his sleeves, "Deputy team, let's go and arrest that grandson."

"If you catch it, you will catch it. Of course, I know that there is something wrong with that grandson. If you catch someone now, you will definitely be stunned. When you find out the den in the south of the city, let's do it together." Fang Chuyang rolled the information page into a tube and followed the pony His head twitched, and he turned his head to directly arrange the task, "Xiao Ma finds a female colleague to touch the bottom of the beauty salon, Chen Xiaohei, you can visit that community in plainclothes."

"Okay!" Chen Zhaohui, who was very active, stood up and was about to go out, but Captain Fan just walked in and grabbed it and threw it back to his seat.

Lao Fan's face was a little heavy: "Don't be busy, the search warrant has been approved, and everyone will immediately set off to search room 1802 in Caizhuang Xincheng."

"Captain!" Fang Chuyang jumped up to stop Team Fan, "Wait a minute! Zhou Yufen's investigation has already been made, and there is an 80% probability that the den is in the beauty salon. There are connections between the advanced dens. We checked 1802. , the line of beauty salons is cut off."

"The beauty salon is just your guess. 1802 is conclusive. The above listed Li Ting's case as a major and important case, and it is required to be solved within a time limit. Now citizens are panicking and waiting for us to give an explanation." Captain Fan shook his head and insisted on searching 1802.

"But..." Fang Chuyang took a deep breath and pointed at Xiao Chen and Xiao Ma, who were busy with chicken nests, "If they go now, the two of them will be busy working for so many days. What's the point of having a nest? ?"

"Who hasn't been busy while investigating the case?" Captain Fan was outraged by Fang Chuyang, and his tone suddenly became severe, "Those murderers are hidden in the crowd of demons in Room 1802, and the Li Ting case will be investigated first. Let’s break it! It’s the same thing as a cult, whichever hole is broken first. Only after the first trial can these people get clues for the next step. If there is no progress, experts will be sent to assist in the investigation, and it will be even more troublesome then!”

Fang Chuyang clenched his fists and was pulled gently by Xiao Chen before he came back, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

Caizhuang Xincheng 1802, the house was playing loud music as usual, the doorbell rang three times before the owner could barely hear it.

"Who is it!" Cai Lao Tai came to open the door.

"police."

Lan Pi's documents were placed in front of him, but Mrs. Cai stopped her from entering, pinching her waist and shouting, "What are you doing, is there another bastard complaining! Whoever thinks it's noisy, come and tell the old lady face-to-face!"

Without saying a word, Fang Chuyang slapped the search warrant on the old lady's face and led people in directly: "Don't move!"

There were thirteen people in the room, circling around a spherical object, singing and dancing. I thought that Zhai Chen's demonstration was ugly enough, but I didn't expect that it was made cute by the kindergarten teacher Zhai, and the standard version was even more irritating.

The people in the house were controlled by the police, squatting in the corner with their heads folded. Fang Chuyang led people to search everywhere. This room is similar to the place where the elementary lectures are held. There are also fortune-telling machines, and there are hundreds of illegal prints piled in the bookcase. The difference is that there is also an incense table with strange offerings in the back room.

In front of the incense table, there are no statues of gods enshrined. What is enshrined is a simulation of the nine stars of the solar system. On the picture, a big golden hand is synthesized by computer, which means the hand of the gods that saves the world.

Other religions offer sacrifices, which can be animals, flowers, melons and fruits, incense candles, etc. This worship of the stars does not take the usual route, and the offering turned out to be an old bed sheet. It was the kind of blue and blue sheets that the elderly liked. It looked a little dirty. They were neatly stacked on a tray and worshipped in front of the nine-star Lianzhu picture.

"Deputy team," the questionable young pony asked curiously, "what do you think they do with a bed sheet? Could it be that some god wants to make a bed in the universe?"

Fang Chuyang patted the hand that the pony was trying to touch, ignoring the boring question, and asked Chen Zhaohui, who was wearing gloves, to seal the sheets.

Although Chen Zhaohui didn't understand what the bed sheet was for, he complied. Everyone in the house was taken to the police station, and their mobile phones were confiscated. The old lady Cai cried all the way, insisting that they were dancing square dance.

These cultists, with their brains, are very uncooperative. The criminal police team worked overtime, and the trial continued for one day and one night.

When Zhai Chen came to deliver food to Fang Chuyang, he saw that his brother had boiled into panda eyes and looked very haggard, so he secretly asked, "Is there no progress?"

Fang Chuyang nodded and shook his head again.

"The culprit has been caught, but the murderer has not been caught." Chen Zhaohui took the buns given by Brother Chen, and said sadly, a black face became greasy and black because of staying up late and stubble, like a bun pulped ebony ornament.

These people are senior believers who have been in the teaching for more than one year. They regularly contribute money to the teaching, and they come to walk in circles every day to dance and worship the stars. And Mrs. Cai is the organizer of this den. July 8th is a Sunday, and the worship of the stars is a rest day, so they are not there.

Western religions are Sundays. This worship of the stars is the opposite of others. From Monday to Saturday, you have to pray and worship God, and you don’t need to do it on Sunday. Therefore, it was another group of people who killed, but Mrs. Cai was definitely involved, so she couldn't escape it.

"I didn't kill anyone!" Mrs. Cai's eyes were red, and she shouted while pinching her thin neck, "What evidence do you have?"

"The murder weapon is in your house, what can I say?" Fang Chuyang sent Zhai Chen away after eating the buns, and came to judge this difficult old woman in person.

"What weapon? She fell from the upstairs and died. What kind of weapon is there? Don't lie to my old lady here!" Old lady Cai's wrinkled face showed a contemptuous smile, like something in a fairy tale. The old witch with the poisoned apple is full of malice and fearless.

"We detected Li Ting's hair on that old sheet." Fang Chuyang looked at her blankly.

The face of the old witch suddenly changed color.

Although it was speculated before that this was a mass murder, Fang Chuyang never understood why Li Ting didn't have a single bruise. Even if someone grabbed the wrist and lifted it up, there should be at least a little sign of struggle, but the forensic doctor firmly said no. The innocent pony once guessed that the cult cast a spell to make Li Ting float, and was double-played by the captain and deputy captain. Now that I found this sheet, I finally understand.

"You knocked on Li Ting's door, and the murderers wrapped her in sheets, sent her out the window, and shook her open."

"!!!"

Mrs. Cai was the mastermind of this murder case, but there were other people who really did it. There were a total of eight people who attacked Li Ting at that time, and they had a fixed title in the worship of the stars.

"Heavenly Punisher." Gao Yusheng said.

"How do you know?" Zhai Chen came to pick him up from get off work. Recently, Mr. Gao got off work at four o'clock, more than an hour earlier than before, which made Zhai Chen a lot more convenient. He could send Gao Yusheng home first, and then go to the kindergarten to pick up the child, thus avoiding the danger of taking the child on the road full of killers.

Gao Yusheng smiled but said nothing, motioning Zhai Chen to look away from him.

"Okay, I won't ask, you go on. Fang Chuyang doesn't tell me anything, I can only rely on you." Zhai Chen drove seriously and listened attentively.

"There are some people in Baixingjiao who are specially responsible for punishing betrayal believers, and they are called Heavenly Punishers. According to the logic, it should be Wang Jinghang who contributed money to Baixingjiao, or made up lies such as Li Ting's anger against the gods. The organizer is Mrs. Cai, but the murderers are those..." Gao Yusheng lowered his head and turned back to Yuan Xiaoai's message, looked up at Zhai Chen, and suddenly stopped halfway through his words.

Zhai Chen held the steering wheel with one hand, his free arm resting on the car window, and occasionally turned his head to look at him, much like the older brother Xingxing who sat on a branch and threw jujubes for him back then. The vague memory of that face in my mind suddenly became clear.

"That kid Wang Jinghang is very slippery. I haven't caught him yet, so I'm sure I haven't caught the handle yet. How about I put him in a sack and torture him to get a confession?" Zhai Chen parked the car in the garage of the bungalow, and turned on the little electric donkey while earnestly plan.

"I think he wants to put you in a sack even more." Gao Yusheng said helplessly.

"That's just right, let him come." Zhai Chen put his backpack on his back, and explained that the little rabbit should not open the door casually, and waved his hand on the electric donkey and rushed out.

This community is very large, and it is quite close to the underground garage, but it takes a long time to walk around the ground to reach the gate. I often come here, Zhai Chen is familiar with the security guard at the gate, and he said hello to the little security guard when he passed the gate.

The security guard waved to him, lowered his head and continued to question a takeaway delivery person: "Which household is it delivered to? The name and mobile phone number of the orderer."

"Building 15, Unit A, 1st floor." The delivery guy clearly recited the address, turned over the order page on his mobile phone, and showed it to the security guard. The security guard checked it and put the person in.

Zhai Chen didn't care, he rode an electric donkey out of the door not far, and found seven or eight people wandering on the side of the road, not like the residents of this community. Those people also saw Zhai Chen, like a lemur who saw an eagle on the grassland, and suddenly stood up one by one.

Not right!

Squeeze the brakes, stretch out his long legs and touch the ground with one foot, Zhai Chen suddenly remembered. The 1st floor of Unit A, Building 15, is Gao Yusheng's house, but Mr. Gao, who is very particular, never eats takeaway!

It was too late to pay attention to the few people who were approaching here, Zhai Chen turned around instantly, screwed the electric car to the end, and rushed into the community with a swoosh.