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The car turned onto the path opposite the yard, leading up to the path, in the yard of the abandoned farmhouse, the homeless man who stayed there a few months ago.
At this time, he was lying in bed and looking at his mobile phone.
Fifty yuan, lend him a cell phone.
He learned to be shrewd. He glanced at Gu Yu with the tip of his eyes, and paid back the price: "One hundred yuan, don't worry about it."
"I only have fifty dollars in cash."
"You can use WeChat or Alipay to transfer money."
A minute later, a fruit knife was pressed against the homeless man's neck.
"Do you know what this is? A fruit knife, the knife is very sharp, if you are not careful, a hole will be poked out in your neck. If you want nothing to happen, just do as I say."
The phone dialed the familiar number.
Tramp: "Officer, Hutou Mountain No. 61, there is someone you are looking for."
The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was very urgent: "Who are you?"
Just hang up the phone and let go of the knife.
The homeless man touched his neck tremblingly, and said to Gu Yu who was about to turn around and leave.
"Hey, fifty dollars, you promised."
"I promised before you negotiated the price, after you negotiated the price, it's gone."
"You, I remember you, you also borrowed my phone last time. Did you do the following murder?"
Well, I don't have time to talk to him.
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Half an hour later, the siren of the police car made the quiet Hutou Mountain lively.
Qin Hu of the criminal investigation team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and his subordinates, Zhao Qingyun and Chen Songlin from the Qingyang Branch of the Liancheng Public Security Bureau.
They found three girls in the courtyard of No. 61 Hutou Mountain.
Baimei, Yang Fu, and a girl who have been missing for more than ten days, she hasn't woken up, and she doesn't know who she is.
A few months ago, this yard had an owner. After the murder case, the owner of the yard immediately agreed to the conditions of the demolition company.
Therefore, the yard now belongs to a certain real estate company.
The former owner of the yard knew how to live. The wine cabinet in the living room on the first floor was opened to a basement. The former owner turned it into a calligraphy and painting collection room.
Baimei and Yang Fu were bound hand and foot in this calligraphy and painting collection room.
His vital signs are stable and his mind is clear.
Did they bring the three girls here one after another? Baimei and Yang Fu said that every time the man came to deliver food to them, he always wore a big mask.
Even though he came at night every time, he always wore a pair of sunglasses.
Seven years ago, when Zhao Qingyun gave speeches at the commendation conference of the Liancheng Public Security Bureau, Zhao Qingyun showed the video to the two girls.
Baimei said that the suspect is definitely not the handsome young police officer in the video.
Baimei said that although the suspect looks a bit like Xu Yue in terms of body shape.
But what was different from Lian Lian was that the man's voice was deep and hoarse, and he also spoke a southern plastic mandarin that was completely different from Lian Lian.
Qin Hai expressed doubts: "Could it be that the suspect deliberately concealed his identity?"
Baimei shook her head affirmatively: "Impossible, if he is really the police officer in the video, it is impossible for him to say a few words in authentic Hokkien when he was in a hurry."
Yang Fu also agreed: "I'm from northern Fujian, and I can tell that that person does speak southern Hokkien, very authentic."
Wang Qiang: "Captain Zhao, you have already said that Lianlian is a genius. Will he also be talented in language? Besides, will he stay in Haiyang for so many years without seeing him, or will he be familiar with him?" The people are the locals.¡±
Zhao Qingyun: "It's not impossible. Back then, I heard that Gu Yu could speak fluent English, but I didn't see him speak it with my own eyes."
Zhou Yanan: "Captain Zhao, before Baimei disappeared, the person who followed Baimei had a scar on his right hand. To make sure whether the suspects are in succession, just see if there is a scar on his hand."
Baimei shook her head: "I didn't pay attention that night, but every time he came later, he was wearing a leather glove."
Yang Fu was very sure: "That day, when I was struggling to run in the car, that person covered my mouth with his hands, I couldn't fail to see such obvious scars. I'm sure, there was no scar on that person's hands. .¡±
Chen Songlin: "The person who took Yang Fu away was a bearded man. Could it be that they are not the same person?"
& nbsp; Yang Fu denied again: "It's the same person."
"Why?"
"The voice, the tone of the voice can't be changed. I'm pretty sure it's the same person."
Baimei also expressed her affirmation: "Yes, but what I can confirm is that that person has no beard."
Yang Fu also echoed: "Yes, that beard is fake. If his beard is real, then the bushy beard can be seen through the mask. Every time I see him, the skin around the edge of the mask is smooth Shining white."
When the ambulance stopped in the yard, the unconscious girl woke up first.
This beautiful girl is quite cute. When she woke up, she rubbed her eyes and was a little dazed, so she asked Zhou Yanan who was standing by.
"Am I dreaming?"
Yanan: "Girl, you can take care of yourself! You are not dreaming, you were kidnapped."
"Kidnapping? Impossible, I'm not a child of a rich family."
After the girl woke up, she was sure that she had indeed had an unusual experience this night.
She said: "Two hours ago, after I performed at the bar called Rose on Rose Road, I went to the dressing room to change.
Just after changing clothes, a waiter at the bar handed me a note, saying it was given by a customer.
The note said: Come out through the back door, there is a gift for you.
I play the piano, which is considered a relatively elegant art.
In occasions such as bars and restaurants, the people who come to consume are some eating and drinking men and women.
I really want to listen to elegant music, so I don't come to this kind of occasion. Therefore, every time it is my turn to perform, almost no one appreciates it, let alone a reward.
Performing on this occasion, except for the pitifully small base salary, the rest is all based on rewards and commissions.
After my parents divorced, they have their own families. I grew up with my grandma. My grandma is old and not in good health. I need money.
Therefore, I have to go to many venues a night, and I can't earn more than those who dance or sing in very little clothes.
The waiter said that I was quite strange when a guest wanted to give me a gift.
Going out through the back door, a white car parked on the side of the road.
The driver in the driver's seat of the car was dressed strangely, all in black and wearing a black mask.
It's the end of December. Although the weather at night is not as warm as during the day, it's not enough to wear gloves.
The man was wearing gloves, and he stretched out his gloved hand, beckoning me to go over.
I went to open the door and sat in the passenger seat.
Before I could speak, he put his gloved hand over my mouth.
?Before I lost consciousness, I saw the handsome garnish chef in the back kitchen leaning against the back door to smoke. He looked really good smoking. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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