Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 13 Do You Want Me To Coax You?

Private detectives often wander in gray areas. Secret photography, wiretapping, and tracking are all common methods. Sometimes in order to obtain clues, forging identities and hiring hackers are also common.

Qiao Yueying couldn't use Wei Guangzheng's request to restrain Qu Mingcong's behavior, because he would starve to death.

So she comforted herself in her heart: Anyway, the videos she took are for her husband to watch. The couple live a life, what privacy is there, oh, it's so rare to be confused~~It's so rare to be confused~
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The next day, Qu Mingcong hung an old key on the key ring, checked the processed plush dice again, and then pretended to go to the massage shop.

He deliberately chose to go at 1:20 in the afternoon.

At this time, it was only about 10 minutes before Shao Jiaming's wife went to the massage shop, and the master Xiao was waiting for her in a separate room.

As soon as Qu Mingcong entered the store, he went straight to the second floor. He took big steps and walked fast. Before the old man on the first floor could react, he had already reached the second floor——

There was only one room with the door open on the second floor.

Qu Mingcong walked in quickly, casually put the key on the side cabinet next to the door, pulled down the zipper of the hoodie with the other hand, and said in an irritable tone: "Master Wu, help me press my shoulder, I have been uncomfortable for the past two days... "

He took off his coat and walked to the massage table and sat down, as if he had just seen the people in the room, he said in surprise: "Ah...why isn't it Master Wu? Forget it, you can massage for me, it's too uncomfortable."

The masseur in the room was a young-looking man with fair skin, a cropped cut, and a decent appearance.

With a nervous and nervous expression on his face, he slowly stood up from the stool and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry... there are guests who have already made an appointment..."

The voice is also surprisingly comfortable and gentle.

"Appointment? Oh...I made a mistake about the time." Qu Mingyu said nonsense seriously, "Then when will the person who made the appointment be finished? I can wait, it's really hard, please press me as soon as possible."

Master Xiao shook his head. Although his words were lukewarm, his attitude was firm: "All the queues are full in the afternoon, so come back at night."

"Evening? You asked me to wait until evening?! Forget it, I'll change one!"

Qu Mingcong grabbed his coat and went out.

In order to appear real, he complained as he walked: "You have to make an appointment for a massage. What kind of shop is this? Will it do business..."

Go downstairs quickly, walk out of the massage shop, and walk down the street until you come to the corner before stopping.

Qu Mingcong exhaled, turned on his mobile phone on the side of the road, and checked the camera through the built-in monitoring software.

In the footage, Master Xiao can be seen sitting sideways beside the massage table.

The signal is stable and the picture is clear.

Then just wait for the target person to throw himself into the net.

Qu Mingcong glanced at the time. At this time, Shao Jiaming's wife should be finishing skin care soon.

While waiting, Qiao Yueying on the phone asked him curiously: "Do you often need to act like this when investigating cases?"

"Yeah." Qu Mingcong smiled with his lips curled up, "How is my acting?"

"The acting..." Qiao Yueying paused, and said sincerely, "It's a bit awkward."

Qu Mingcong was not angry, but laughed out loud and said, "This is not the most embarrassing thing."

"Can it be more awkward than before?" Qiao Yueying felt unimaginable.

Qu Mingcong said: "Once I received an order, the task was to help someone find pickle jars. I went door-to-door to investigate, and everyone said that the pickle jars were left by my grandmother. Whenever I miss grandma, I will Dig some pickles out of the jar and eat them, it tastes like grandma—the thief may have been touched by me, and the pickles jar came back intact the next day.”

Qiao Yueying was surprised: "Why would someone ask a private detective to find pickles?"

"Of course there is a reason. The reason is that the customer wrapped 2 yuan of private money into a plastic bag and put it in a pickle jar at home. He thought his wife would not find out. Unexpectedly, the mother at home didn't know about it and didn't check it carefully. Just put the marinated pickles in the jar, put it on the roof of the building to bask in the sun, and then happened to be discovered by a gluttonous neighbor, and stole the jar and vegetables together."

When mentioning the cases he had handled, the corners of Qu Mingcong's mouth curled up unconsciously, and he said with a faint smile: "There are so many wonders in the world, I also thought it was ridiculous at first, but now I'm getting used to it... It turns out that all the cases I dealt with in SWAT were big and serious cases. , It’s quite interesting to investigate these trivial cases now.”

At this time, Master Xiao in the camera frame suddenly got up and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Qu Mingcong and Qiao Yueying were silent, staring directly at the camera.

A woman in a long-sleeved shirt dress enters the frame.

The other party was dressed very conservatively, barely showing any skin other than the face, and a pale pink silk scarf was tied around her neck. Qiao Yueying looked uncomfortable because she felt that the silk scarf didn't match the shirt dress at all.

Woman and blind masseur sit and chat holding hands, opening and closing mouths, looking happy and relaxed.

There is no sound on the screen, but the relationship between the two can be seen from the body language alone. Qu Mingcong turned on the video recording function early on, and took advantage of the opportunity to take a few photos.

After the two chatted for a while, the woman began to unbutton herself and carefully took off her skirt.

In order not to be troubled when receiving the reward, Qu Mingcong naturally hoped to take a more exciting picture, but when the woman showed her upper body, he couldn't help frowning and didn't move for a while.

"There are so many bruises on her body..." Qiao Yueying also saw it.

There were bruises of different shades all over the fair skin, and there were many circular scars scattered on the chest, which looked like they were burnt out with cigarette butts.

"Did she get domestic violence?" Qiao Yueying couldn't help but said, "Looking at those scars, she should have been beaten often, and there are strangle marks on her neck. No wonder she still wears a silk scarf even though it's not cold."

Qu Mingcong didn't make a sound.

This is very strange, he and Qiao Yueying, two people who have nothing to do with each other, are staring at the scars on her body, while the person she likes and trusts is sitting in front of her, but he is blind and cannot see her body injury.

Is it possible... that blind people can't see, but know in their hearts?
The masseur gently stroked the woman's body. Apart from touching, they hugged, kissed, cuddled together and talked... Perhaps more outrageous behaviors would occur if they rubbed together for a while, but Qu Mingzong didn't look any further.

He frowned and turned off the camera, his face very ugly.

"Forget it, don't check." He exhaled, with a very bored expression on his face.

Qiao Yueying whispered: "If her husband sees the video, she will definitely be beaten to death... But, the reward for taking the cheating video is [-]... [-]..."

Qu Mingcong became even more bored.

Painfully bored.

Qiao Yueying rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "Shall I coax you and make you happy?"

Qu Mingcong sighed, and looked at her helplessly, "How do you want to coax her?"

Qiao Yueying said slowly: "Do you still remember the cat that was paid [-] yuan?...I might have a clue about that cat."

(End of this chapter)