Sunday, May 2, 2pm.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan came to an apartment in the south of Fengxing City.
This is a building located in the core area of the new urban area. It is not more than five years old and has 28 floors. It mainly focuses on the concept of single LOFT. The interior area of each apartment is small, but the design is very clever. The rest and living areas are separated, and the practical area of the suite is increased at the same time. Although the sparrow is small and complete, it is very suitable for single people or small couples.
The transportation here is convenient, the surrounding facilities are complete, the security is tight, and it is a new-style apartment. Whether it is renting or buying, it is not cheap, so most of the people living here are young social elites with good income.
The Mo Yuqing that Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were looking for, that is, Xiaoqing who called them the hotline, lived in Room 1905 of this apartment.
The entrance to the apartment has an automatic door, which must be swiped to enter. If there is no key card, you need to contact the security guard, and then the security guard can get in with the owner's consent.
But this can't stop Beiquan.
Wei Fuyuan saw his boss stopped at an intersection opposite the apartment, and then released Guanhu Suying.
Wei Fuyuan: "??"
After a while, Su Ying turned back, holding a small card in his mouth.
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
- You thief are too skilled!
He growled inwardly.
Beiquan took the door card, and graciously led Wei Fuyuan through the door, then opened the elevator and went straight to the nineteenth floor.
Room 05, where Mo Yuqing lives, faces south and faces the commercial street.
Wei Fuyuan raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
The doorbell rang over and over and no one answered.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other.
According to the information obtained by the two, Mo Yuqing's parents were gone when she was a junior high school student. Before she became an adult, she was raised by her aunt's family.
Of course, her aunt did not treat her badly, but after all, she was not her biological parents. After Mo Yuqing graduated from university and left her hometown to work in Fengxing City, her relationship with her aunt's family was not so close.
After all, the girl hadn't been back to her hometown for three whole years, and she just greeted each other on New Year's and holidays and then mailed some gifts.
Beiquan speculates that her aunt may still not know that her niece has resigned from Lisa Media.
Wei Fuyuan: "What should I do?"
He took out his mobile phone: "Are we going to call the police?"
Beiquan held Wei Fuyuan's hand down, then put his hand on the door lock, pressing down and pushing again.
"crunch-"
The door slammed open.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
He was sure that no door lock could stop this guy!
Beiquan led Wei Fuyuan in this way and swaggered into the house privately.
Although the sun was at its strongest right now, Mo Yuqing's living room had well-shaded curtains, and it was very dark in the room.
As soon as the two entered the door, they smelled a peculiar smell, like something rotten.
Wei Fuyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't care less. He immediately touched the switch on the wall, and turned on the ceiling light with a snap.
Fortunately, the scene he predicted did not appear.
No living people, no dead bodies.
Wei Fuyuan patted his chest and turned to look at the internal structure of this small complex.
"Hey, I didn't say..."
Young Master Wei frowned, "In terms of a single woman's house, Mo Yuqing is not too particular about it, right?"
In his stereotype of a gay guy, girls should all love cleanliness and neatness, but Mo Yuqing's suite was surprisingly messy.
Takeaway bags and empty drink bottles are piled up at the door of the kitchen, and there are lunch boxes left unpacked on the table. Cockroaches big and small are not afraid of people at all, and they are arrogantly scurrying around. The odor in the house comes from these. I don't know how long the kitchen waste has been accumulated.
"Where did Mo Yuqing go?"
Wei Fuyuan raised his hand to cover his nose and frowned:
"But since she's all gone out, why didn't she just throw away all the rubbish? How did she endure it with such a stinky smell?"
As he said that, he turned to look at Beiquan, only to find that the other party was squatting at the door of the kitchen, and began to pull the smelly garbage bags one by one.
"what are you doing?"
Wei Fuyuan was shocked.
"Don't talk nonsense, come and help."
Beiquan waved to his assistant:
"Help me find all the takeaway orders."
Wei Fuyuan had to do as he did, with a bitter face, and reluctantly began to dig through the trash.
The two found a total of eight takeaway orders.
Beiquan lined them up one by one, "Is that so?"
Wei Fuyuan: "What did you find?"
Beiquan asked him to pay careful attention to the time on the receipt.
"The earliest of these takeaway orders was on April 3, and the latest was on April 9, and there is at least one every day."
Beiquan put away his smile:
"Does this mean that since the 9th, Mo Yuqing has not been back here for more than 20 days?"
Wei Fuyuan widened his eyes:
"But where did she go?"
He pointed to the garbage dump they had just turned over:
"Even if you're going on a trip, should you pack up your house before leaving?"
Master Wei thought about it carefully, and then found more doubts:
"Also, these takeaway boxes are from No. 3 to No. 9. Looking at the number, for a girl, it is estimated that three meals a day are enough..."
The more he said, the more shocked he felt:
"Does this mean that Mo Yuqing has been staying at home for six or seven consecutive days since April 3, and then—"
Wei Fuyuan took a deep breath:
"And then disappeared?"
Beiquan stood up, walked to the girl's wardrobe in two steps, and opened the door with a "swipe".
Mo Yuqing's suitcase was still in the closet, and her clothes were full, and it didn't look like they were taken away in batches.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
What does it usually mean when a person has not been back to the apartment for more than 20 days and has not brought luggage from far away
Although Young Master Wei did not study criminal investigation, who in modern times has not seen a few thriller and suspense crime movies? He had already made some bad guesses.
"But, she... I mean Mo Yuqing, she called us last Thursday!"
Wei Fuyuan tried to struggle again.
Beiquan only smiled when he heard the words, noncommittal.
"By the way, did you notice another detail?"
He said to Wei Fuyuan:
"Mo Yuqing's time for the accumulation of these lunch boxes started on the 3rd of last month..."
"Yes, Shen Xing killed Xu Ziye on the 2nd!"
Before Beiquan finished speaking, Wei Fuyuan already understood:
"It would be too coincidental to say that these two things are not related!"
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Monday, May 3, at 1:40 a.m.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan had been squatting near a villa for more than two hours.
"Almost, let's get ready to go in."
Beiquan looked down at his watch and smiled at Wei Fuyuan.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
It has only been less than 20 days since he applied for the part-time job of "Santuchuan", and he has committed so many illegal acts that even he himself feels a little guilty. .
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan are staying at Lan Tian's house.
As Xu Ziye's manager Xu's betrothal partner, she never worked at Lisa Media again after her fiancé was killed.
Different from Mo Yuqing's single apartment, Lan Tian, the daughter of a director, is a real eldest lady. She lives in a single-family villa in a high-end community that her parents bought for her. She is also equipped with a nanny and security guard who lives at home. .
Although Beiquan had the ability to bring down everyone in the room, it was easy to cause trouble when there were a lot of people, and it was more convenient for him to cast spells in the middle of the night, so he and Wei Fuyuan waited patiently until late at night, seeing that the lights in the room were basically the same. After everything went out, I decided to start.
"Lan Tian's room is on the second floor."
Beiquan pointed towards the southeast corner of the mansion, "Let's go straight up."
Wei Fuyuan looked at the railing with an infrared sensor alarm that was 1.5 meters high, and was entangled in his heart.
- He didn't mean to let me climb the wall, what if I got caught
At this time, Beiquan had already opened the black umbrella that he never left, and when he stretched his arm, he dragged Young Master Wei under the umbrella.
"Let's go."
Wei Fuyuan had seen Beiquan's trick before, but he still couldn't believe that he could be like no one as long as he held an umbrella.
Seemingly seeing Wei Fuyuan's doubts, Beiquan explained to his assistant as he walked:
"In fact, the utility of this umbrella is also limited."
He says:
"It can only be used at night."
Wei Fuyuan said "Oh":
"What about the day? Is it useless during the day?"
He silently added in his heart: But I also see you often carry this umbrella during the day.
Beiquan smiled:
"During the day, of course there are other uses."
At this time, they had already reached the gate of the villa.
Beiquan stretched out his hand and pushed it open, opened the door, walked through the garden under the security surveillance camera with an umbrella, and opened the door in the same way.
The villa was quiet, only a few wall lamps were still on, and the light was a little dim.
Wei Fuyuan found that Beiquan was clearly entering this villa for the first time, but he seemed to be familiar with its internal structure. He quickly and silently passed through the living room, found the handrail next to the dining room, and led him for a while. On the way to the second floor, we stopped in front of a door on the south side of the corridor.
"arrive."
Beiquan came close to Wei Fuyuan's ear and said in a voice almost whispering:
"This is Lan Tian's room."
Wei Fuyuan's auricle was warmed up by Beiquan's warm breath.
He resisted the urge to raise his hand and rub it, trying to make his voice sound calmer:
"What are you going to do?"
"Ha ha."
Beiquan laughed softly:
"Of course she told us what she knew."
Wei Fuyuan thought that Beiquan was going to repeat the old trick, and after opening the door, he knocked Miss Lan Tian unconscious, and then let himself see the other party's memory.
Unexpectedly, Beiquan opened the suitcase and found a gray stone.
"Wait a minute, it will be fine soon."
After speaking, he tapped the stone on the floor lightly.
Only a crisp "pop" sound was heard, the stone cracked like an egg shell, and a gray smoke came out of the crack.
Gray fog swirled in the air, then like a snake, it got into Lan Tian's boudoir through the crack of the door.
The author has something to say: I'm going home from a business trip!
Resuming morning updates starting tomorrow, MUA! =3=