MTL - Seven Evil Slips-Chapter 9

The front desk transferred an outside call to Cen Chunjiao. She listened casually at first, but then her face gradually became serious, with a little joy in the corner of her eyes, and she asked several questions one after another: "Really?"

Put down the phone, can't help but be overjoyed.

She didn't know that things like news can be sold for money. She didn't know before that the business of the hotel gradually became bad after the death of the hotel. She transferred to the restaurant near the central passenger station as a waiter. , People come and go, all they chew are anecdotes and strange things. This is where she heard about the news and business, and she took her heart.

Before coming here, she had done her homework, Luo Mahu and another case were indeed unsolved cases.

Cen Chunjiao opened the door and came out, and the door diagonally opposite opened almost at the same time, Li Tan.

Cen Chunjiao didn't have a good look at him, she dragged her suitcase and went straight to the front desk, she was a little surprised when she got to the lobby, it turned out that Wan Fenghuo and Kiyo were there.

Wan Fenghuo was quite strange. Cen Chunjiao told him yesterday that besides Luo Mahu, there was another case she wanted to tell him. Why did she pack her luggage and leave without turning around? Did you get annoyed by Li Tan's repeated "fake"?

Unlike, Cen Chunjiao is a money-grubbing person, and she quarreled with him for a long time because of money in the morning.

Although Wan Fenghuo was puzzled, he pressed the button without mentioning it, and greeted her kindly: "Are you leaving?"

"There is something urgent at home, and I am in a hurry to go back."

Li Tan sneered disdainfully, in his heart, Cen Chunjiao had undoubtedly equated with a liar, Cen Chunjiao was uncharacteristically calm, and said goodbye to everyone as usual.

After Cen Chunjiao left, Wan Fenghuo explained to Muyo and Li Tan that this was the way to inquire about news, sometimes there had to be an opportunity, and if the opportunity didn't come, it was common to wait three to five years.

The implication is that this matter is now at an impasse again, and I will inform you of any new news.

Li Tan didn't say yes or no, and didn't say he was going or that he wouldn't go. Mudai called Huo Zihong. Aunt Hong said softly, "Since there is nothing else, you can come back if you want. If you think Chongqing is staying It's fun, let's play for two more days, the store is not busy these two days, and 13,000 is doing pretty well."

Ten thousand three thousand three thousand, I really get angry when I hear this name, Kiyo is not happy: "Aunt Hong, don't be seduced by him."

Aunt Hong laughed: "The more you think about it, the more out of control he is, how old he is."

Auntie Hong is really innocent, how can ordinary people speculate on Ten-Thousand? Kiyo thinks that as long as it is profitable, he is willing to let Ten-Thousand seduce an eighty-year-old woman, not to mention that Aunt Hong still has charm. .

Putting the sheep on the wolf's lips is really bad, and Kiyo made a quick decision: "Aunt Hong, I'll go back in two days, and let Shisan be more honest."

After the phone call, Mudai went to Room 108 and asked Wan Fenghuo for Ma Tuwen's address. Wan Fenghuo looked her up and down several times: "Didn't you fall in love with him?"

Kiyo grinned, "No way."

Wan Fenghuo was surprised: "Girls of your age are blind."

After asking for the address, Mudai still refused to leave: "Uncle Wan, how much money can Cen Chunjiao make this trip?"

She pretended that she also wanted to enter the industry: "I am wild, and I have been in an office after graduation, and I couldn't bear it. Aunt Hong asked me to help in the bar, but I am not interested. If this business is profitable, you can help me set up a Line chant, I am playing around to find out news, and I can still make money."

Wan Fenghuo also liked Muyo quite a bit, and was willing to talk to her: "Tens of thousands of dollars."

Kiyo gasped: Tens of thousands of dollars! As Wan Fenghuo is an intermediary, there is still a commission in the middle, so how much will Aunt Hong and the others get?

Wan Fenghuo could see what she was thinking: "Girl, news is only valuable if you find the right person. Don't worry about the money for your Aunt Hong. She paid for it, and it's not a big deal."

Mudai still wanted to ask, but Wan Fenghuo directly turned his palm upwards, which means: If you ask me again, I will have to charge you.

Isn't Aunt Hong the big head? Looking at Li Tan's tired and lazy appearance, he is not a rich man, could it be Ma Tuwen?

No, no, it should be the person behind him.

When we arrived at Ma Tuwen's house, it was almost noon, and the whole community was in dilapidated condition. Ma Tuwen practiced singing at the door on the first floor with a guitar in his arms, and sang with his neck held high: "I want to fly higher...Fly higher..."

Oh oh, the two high notes couldn't go up, it sounded as if someone reached out and grabbed his neck, and even tied two bows so cruelly.

The two gangsters next to him clapped their hands: "Good! Good! My brother Ma sings so well!"

Kiyo looked around calmly, there was nothing unusual, and there was no such car as Cao Yanhua was talking about. It seemed that Luo Ren hadn't arrived yet, and she was happy to wander around. In the evening, there was a stall in the community selling fried tofu. , There was also a shop that sold small wontons just a few tables away from the door. Kiyo ordered a bowl of small wontons. He lowered his head and was scooping up the soup when he heard the sound of a box being dragged behind him.

A woman asked, "Is that Building No. 3?"

Cen Chunjiao!

Muyo looked down at the seaweed shrimp skin in the soup bowl, and his mind suddenly became clear: No wonder Cen Chunjiao suddenly packed up her things and wanted to leave. She didn't want to go back to her hometown, but was cut off halfway!

With her money-greedy personality, if she could bypass the middleman and make a direct transaction, why not do it?

Kiyo pretended to be eating, and secretly glanced at Cen Chunjiao out of the corner of his eye. Sure enough, she looked all the way to the building opposite, and disappeared down the cramped stairs with a suitcase in her hand.

Ma Tuwen lives on the third floor.

Everything is ready, just waiting for that Luo Ren.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Kiyo saw the black Hummer driving in. In fact, she didn't understand cars, but subconsciously felt that the car was extremely domineering and unruly, and it didn't match the style of the community at all. Sure enough, the one who got on and off the car was that Luo Ren.

The first thought that popped into Kiyo's mind was: he has good driving skills, but the roads in the community are scattered, and he actually drove in.

Luo Ren parked the car and went straight to Ma Tuwen's building, but before entering the building, he seemed to be on guard all of a sudden, and looked suspiciously in the direction of Muyo.

Mushiro's thoughts moved slightly, she didn't actually follow Luo Ren directly, she chose a tricky angle, facing the rearview mirror of a car, and the range of the rearview mirror happened to be the section of the road entering and exiting Ma Tuwen's house. In other words, she actually turned her back on Luo Ren.

In other words, Luo Ren couldn't see anything, but at that moment...he became suspicious.

Master said that two kinds of people are most vigilant to the abnormalities around them. One is the one who has experienced many dangers and has accumulated a sixth sense of danger;

This Luo Ren seems to have both.

Not long after Luo Ren entered the building, Kiyo walked around to the back of the building. The location of the building was off, and there was no opposite building behind the building, which saved a lot of trouble. Kiyo put on his gloves, looked at the window of Ma Tuwen's house, and took a deep breath. In one breath, put your back against the wall, kick off the ground first, and when you reach a height of two meters, turn one half of your body over, focusing your strength on your two hands, while your other feet and abdomen work together, and you will soon reach the window.

The window was not closed tightly, the voice inside was intermittent, it was Cen Chunjiao who was talking.

"The Luomahu case is only the first one. According to Liu Shuhai, he committed two cases. But I don't know why there are so many years between the two cases."

Luo Ren asked her: "Where was the second case committed?"

"Inner Mongolia is close to the junction of Inner Mongolia and Erenhot, but I didn't specify clearly, so I said it is a wild grassland."

"The one who died was a shepherd?"

"Yes, nomadic."

"Is the death condition the same?"

"It's all the same, it's also threaded. But he said that there are four people in the tent, so the situation is that one person is covering his face, as if hiding, and the other is holding a saber in his hand, looking like he is going to cut it down. The third person pushed his hands aside, as if trying to persuade a fight. The fourth person kept a distance from these three people, put his hands around his mouth, as if shouting."

Luo Ren hummed: "What kind of thread did you use to thread it?"

"It is said that the rope was twisted open, and the tent did not need to smash nails. The knife opened an opening in the tent, tied it with thread, and connected a person at the other end."

Luo Ren stopped talking.

The shadow on the window became heavier, as if someone was walking this way, Kiyo trembled in his heart, and stepped aside.

Luo Ren pushed open the window, seemed a little irritable, and said to Ma Tuwen: "Give me a cigarette."

The smoke floated out gracefully and gracefully.

There seemed to be a brief moment of silence in the room,

Mudai was also somewhat confused, but Cen Chunjiao's narration was orderly, not like a random fabrication, and she paid great attention to details. For example, the case in Luoma Lake used fishing lines, because there are many fishermen by the lake, and fishing lines can be seen everywhere. But when we get to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia and use local materials, it becomes a lasso that is twisted.

It sounds like the murderer wants to show a big scene, not just limited to three people, but what is the meaning of this scene?

The room is very quiet, only the smoke is endless, Kiyo frowned: Is this Luo Ren a smoking gun? How much do you have to smoke?

After a while, Kiyo suddenly felt that something was wrong, she listened carefully with breathless breath, and suddenly realized that she leaned forward and looked into the window.

There was no one in the room, and a lit cigarette was set up on the window sill, with a burnt **** next to it.

Kiyo's face turned cloudy and sunny, he gritted his teeth and ran into the house, stepped on an empty beer can when he landed, and almost slipped, but fortunately his foothold stood firmly.

The size of the room is small, and it is clear at a glance. The door is half open, and people have already left.

Luo Ren!

Kiyo seemed to be able to see him lighting a cigarette unhurriedly while signaling Ma Tuwen and the others to leave quietly with a wink.

Thanks to her being so careful, she hung it on the wall in the cold wind and was smoked for so long!

If the wall was soft, Kiyo really wanted to bump his head into it.

the phone is ringing.

Kiyo looked at it for a long time before he saw the telephone buried in a pile of sundries on the coffee table. Since the popularity of mobile phones, few residents have specially installed telephones.

From the other end came the sound of Luo Ren's chuckle, and the sound of passing cars on the road. It seemed that he was on the driveway, so there was no need to chase, and he couldn't catch up.

This voice was going to kill her nerves.

"Girl, it's not easy. It's tiring to hang on the wall, right? There are strawberries on the table, don't be too polite, just wash and eat."

Before Kiyo could speak, the other end hung up the phone.

The author has something to say: Kiyo stares at the strawberry angrily.

Strawberry said unconvinced: Blame me?