I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 101 Snowman
The screen begins.

The daily life of a rich second-generation keeps flashing by.

The narration is relaxed and a little lazy:
My name is Zhao Youde, a typical rich second generation.

For a rich second generation, the biggest enemy is the desire to prove oneself.

I agree with this statement.

Fortunately, I am the second child in my family. My eldest brother is called Zhao Youcai. Just like his name, he is a smart and capable person and a natural businessman.

So I don't have to prove myself, all I have to do is spend money.

If rich people don't spend money recklessly, wealth will be concentrated in the hands of a few people and will not be able to flow. So when I spend money, I am benefiting society.

My hobby is very simple. I like women, young women.

Of course, I don’t have a lower age limit, the younger the better.

Every day when I wake up in bed, the woman next to me is different, and I can’t remember what the woman I slept with yesterday looked like.

Because they are all the same, all I need is a stack of money to make them take off their clothes willingly and let me have my way with them.

Driving a luxury car, parking it at the school gate, and placing beverage bottles on the roof of the car can automatically attract young female students to come.

I guarantee it, this is some idiotic idea that some moron came up with.

As a rich man, I tell you!
There is a profession called personal secretary.

There is a kind of person called a personal bodyguard.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with ordinary small bosses.

All you need to know is that when you have enough money, you never have to find women yourself.

All you have to do is look at the photos prepared by your life secretary, choose the ones you like, and they will come to your bed by themselves.

If you feel too quiet to do anything, you can also hold a few parties, where you can have a lot more fun choosing a concubine on the spot.

When you have enough money, women are like toys that are very easy to get. Many times, these toys will come to you on their own initiative, which is very annoying.

All of this is so natural.

Until I met 5 female students.

Scene switches to Scene 2: a lively party.

They are very beautiful, but they do not have the charm of prostitutes. Each one of them is so tender that you can pinch water out of her.

It’s hard to imagine how smooth such a body would be.

The bodyguard told me that they were freshmen at Harbin University of Business and were good friends.

With just a glance and a stack of money, I easily took one of them.

Chen Xiaoyao, her name sounds very rustic, and she is indeed very rustic. She was very short of money, so I made her my personal secretary with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan.

In 08, this was a huge sum of money for her and could meet most of her needs.

But that's the extent of my achievements.

The remaining 4 bitches blatantly ignored me,
At this time, bodyguards are needed.

The secretary and the bodyguard worked perfectly together.

Invitation, villa, drugs.
I am not stingy with money. Everyone has a price. If she refuses, it only means that the money is not enough.

So, after the meal, I gave them a generous reward.

But, do you dare to believe it?
Do you still need to call the police after you have received the money? Do you still need to call the police after you have received the money! You must call the police no matter what.

Do you know how to play? It doesn't matter who you play with. It won't hurt you.

No money, but life?

It’s not my fault.

It snowed heavily in 08. I heard that a freezing disaster had occurred in the south and many people were stranded at the train station and unable to return home.

The snow in Harbin was also very heavy. With the snow more than half a meter deep, it was estimated that even if one jumped from the building, he would not die.

My pretty secretary calmed them down. Even though it was only one night, it was enough time.

My bodyguard is looking for a qualified killer for me.

I sat in the car and looked at the slovenly black-faced man from a distance. He was covered in coal dust, including on his hands and face.

Ordinary, too ordinary.

Although this boiler burning crap doesn't look very professional.

But he is an internal staff member of the school, and my bodyguard promised that he could definitely handle it, and even blind the surveillance cameras.

I believe he can handle it.

the reason is simple.

He is a gambler. He is short of money and will always be short of money.

Lack of money is a powerful driving force in the world, and gamblers who are short of money are, to a certain extent, omnipotent, and their subjective initiative is invincible.

See, this is the advantage of being rich. You don’t even have to kill people yourself.

The most important thing is that I am a kind person and have never killed even Zhikun.

But making snowmen is one of the few hobbies I have in winter.

So the only request I asked the bodyguard to make to the boilerman was.

Prepare the materials for making a snowman.

Of course, I understand that working more will get you more money.

30 yuan each, plus 10 yuan in labor fees for preparing materials.

The total is 100 million yuan, which is a very reasonable price in the market.

If this gambler used the money to pay off his debts, he would even have enough money to buy a house and completely change his life.

But I don’t care about these. Gamblers and drug addicts, their fate is predetermined and even gods can’t save them.

It snowed heavily for two days and two nights.

It seemed like it would never stop, everything was covered in snow.

Act III: The Snowman
The snow in the north is different from that in the south. Once it snows, the snow will remain for a long time. If it is not cleared in time, it will accumulate thicker and thicker, affecting people's travel.

At Harbin University of Business and Economics, this task is the responsibility of the dormitory managers of each dormitory.

Aunt Wang is the dormitory manager of a girls' dormitory building in this school. She got up at dawn that morning and prepared to sweep the snow in front of the dormitory before the students got up.

After she got dressed, she took the broom and went out. When she went out, she suddenly saw a figure in the distance. Aunt Wang wondered who was standing in the snow and freezing so early?
So she looked carefully and found that it was a snowman. Aunt Wang looked at herself with a self-deprecating look and started sweeping the snow.

Aunt Wang was sweeping and getting closer to the snowman. Suddenly, she noticed that the snowman seemed to have facial features, and she thought it was made by a deft student.

But gradually, Aunt Wang felt more and more that something was wrong. The closer she got to the snowman, the more it looked like a real person, so Aunt Wang stopped what she was doing and went forward to check.

When Aunt Wang got closer to the snowman, she took a closer look. She was shocked. It was not a snowman at all. What was on top of the snow was a human head! A woman’s head with long hair!
Aunt Wang screamed in fear and ran to the guard room. When the guard heard Aunt Wang say there was a dead body in front of the dormitory, he thought she was joking, but he ran over to take a look and quickly returned to the guard room to call the police. The police immediately rushed to the scene and set up a cordon.

When the students saw the police coming, they gathered around the scene in circles. The police called in a forensic doctor, and after the autopsy, the doctor's words made all the police present feel incredible.

The forensic doctor found a female head and four limbs from the snowman, and the head and limbs turned out to be from four different people!
The heavy snow was still falling, and a snowman stood alone in the wind and snow. The picture rose into the sky, and the snowman became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a tiny black dot on the white ground.

The screen is recycled and the film ends.

"it's over?"

Old Zhu frowned, still very confused.

Although he was the first person to see the sample film, it is undeniable that the film is excellent.

But Lao Zhu was still puzzled.

"We discussed this at the beginning: where is the first scene? Why didn't you film this?"

"Photograph? I only photograph things I know about. I don't want to speculate on vague details."

Jiang Hanwen spread his hands.
This answer is already very simple.

"Really? Director Jiang, I believe that if it were you, you would definitely have a way to kill four people at the same time without alerting the students in other dormitories."

"Haha, Lao Zhu, you flatter me too much. Even if the victim didn't have time to call for help, the one who chopped off his hands and thighs would have chopped a hole in the dormitory floor without a chopping board."

Jiang Hanwen laughed, but then his face darkened.

"But if I am the murderer, there is a way to solve the problem."

(End of this chapter)