Reasoning Notes

Chapter 9 Reasoning Notes 1:12 Tsundere Detective (9)
He was alone in the elevator.Holding the briefcase in his arms, the man first chuckled softly, then laughed maniacally.You know, the briefcase in his arms is full of white money!
It's a wonderful thing.

As a reporter—indeed, he is a reporter, his job is to follow up with candid photos of celebrities by any means, dig up their scandals, and sell them to major newspapers.He could make a lot of money if he dug up shocking news.But most of the time, the meager pay he receives barely makes ends meet.Occasionally there is one or two large sums of income, but they cannot satisfy his profligate habits.

Ha ha!Unexpectedly, the money dropped today for no reason!

The man opened the door of his house, and locked it from the inside as soon as he walked in.He turned on the light, drew down the curtains first, then returned to the sofa, and poured out all the banknotes in the briefcase.The piles of banknotes made his mouth open and his eyes shine.

There are at least hundreds of thousands here!He had never seen so much money in his life.

The man grabbed a hand full of banknotes and put them in front of his eyes.He heard the blood flow in his body like the Yellow River galloping endlessly.At this moment, the telephone in the living room rang, and the man seemed to have received a cold slap in the face, and was startled.

Is it that person?
The first time he got a call from that person was last night.At that time, he went to the food stall with his friends to drink two cups, and returned home drunk. Before he had slept for a while, the man called.

"Hello." The man asked politely, but there was an indescribable coldness in his voice, "Is this Mr. You Yong?"

"Uh, I am. Who are you?"

"I'm the one who brings you luck. Do you want to make a fortune? Here's your chance."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"You know the big star Zhong Xintong, right? She will appear at a coffee shop called Black Tea House on Xiaobei Street at around [-]:[-] noon tomorrow. If you go, you will get something valuable from her."

Hearing this, You Yong was completely drunk and refreshed.

"Why are you telling me this? If you were a fellow paparazzi, you wouldn't be so generous. Who the hell are you?"

"I'm called a ghost."

The name faintly floated out from the microphone, making You Yong tremble with fright.Of course he knew who the evil spirit was. He also went after this matter a few days ago, but found nothing.Zhong Xintong was threatened by evil spirits, in his opinion, it was just a prank that was deliberately hyped up.

Isn't that star going to make a ghost movie recently?There is nothing better than hyping up this topic.Later, You Yong did not continue to follow up the interview, he felt that this matter had no news value.However, he heard a very strange thing from his fellow paparazzi, saying that a left-behind policeman encountered the evil spirit in Zhong Xintong's villa, but the evil spirit suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Are you an evil ghost?" He asked tremblingly, muttering fearfully in his heart: This guy can't really be a ghost, can he?Otherwise, how could he disappear in front of the police for no reason?

"Hey!" The other party just sneered twice, "Remember, the person you should pay attention to is not Zhong Xintong, but the high school student sitting next to her." After saying this, the evil ghost hung up the phone.

Although You Yong was dubious about his words, he still decided to go to that cafe today to find out what happened.

He arrived at the cafe just after ten o'clock, and after about 30 minutes, he saw three high school students with strange expressions come in and sit in the corner seats.

Is it them?Two girls and one boy, depending on their age, should be high school students.And they looked very anxious, especially when receiving the courier, the fear they showed attracted You Yong's attention.

He saw the black briefcase, and the boy took some papers out and put them back.What's so special about this briefcase?Why send it by courier?
It wasn't until the woman in the hood walked in that You Yong believed the evil spirit's words.Although the woman was secretive, You Yong, who often dealt with celebrities, quickly recognized her as Zhong Xintong.Moreover, the briefcase in her hand is the same style as the briefcase of a high school student.So he immediately thought, maybe, someone is going to stage a good show of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix into a phoenix.

Immediately afterwards, a clown appeared outside the cafe, attracting the attention of everyone in the shop.This is a good time to switch bags.You Yong pretended to watch the performance outside, but took a peek at the situation over there. He saw Zhong Xintong bent down.At that time, the cafe caught fire immediately, and the store was in chaos...

In short, after running out of the fire scene, You Yong found that the high school student was holding another briefcase in his hand.

How do you know the briefcase is different?

It's very simple, there is a white stain on Zhong Xintong's briefcase.When she came in, she met a mother and child leaving. The child had just finished eating the cake, and the white cream on his hand accidentally stained the briefcase containing the huge sum of money.

The evil spirit didn't lie to him, and really let him get something very valuable.

The question is, why would the devil do this?

We spent two anxious days.

Qiu Ziming has not been released yet.We gradually felt that something was wrong. If the kidnapper had kept his word, he should have been released long ago.But why is he still missing?

A dreadful thought took possession of our minds.Could Qiu Ziming have already been torn up by the kidnappers?We were fidgeting about this, and Qiao Qi was even more sad.Every time she appeared in front of us, she showed an expression of anxious crying.

"It's going to be okay." Although I comforted her like this, there was an ominous premonition in my heart.

On the third day, I thought to myself that going on like this was not an option.Although the kidnapper warned us not to call the police, Qiu Ziming's life and death are still uncertain... After school, I asked Xia Zaoan and Qiao Qi to report the case to a nearby police station.

The police acted quickly after receiving the report and immediately took us to the cafe to investigate the situation.

The waitress and the manager of the cafe stared in disbelief when they heard about us.However, they still cooperated with the police investigation and tried hard to recall the situation of the man wearing the peaked cap, sunglasses and mask.At this time, we learned of a suspicious place. It turned out that there was no fire that day, but someone who made a lot of smoke in the back alley.Smoke poured into the cafe, and someone suddenly yelled "fire", customers believed it and ran away in fright.

Thinking about it now, it might have been a deliberate mess created by the kidnappers.

Just halfway through the police record, the waitress suddenly thought of something, turned around and raised her finger: "Sir, I almost forgot, we have surveillance video!"

This is really where the kidnappers made a mistake.Moreover, the position of the surveillance camera was aimed exactly at the seats we were sitting in that day.

The footage is only kept for seven days, so it's no longer possible to see what happened when the guy came to book the seat.Playing back the surveillance video to the time we showed up three days ago, a woman wearing a hijab sat next to us.

"That woman seems familiar? Where have you seen it?"

Xia Zao'an seemed to know that woman, but then Qiao Qi also said that she seemed to have seen her.I carefully looked at the densely covered woman in the surveillance screen, and I did have a feeling of déjà vu.But no one recognized her star status at the time.

The video played until a clown came out of the window, and everyone in the cafe looked out.

"Ah!" Several of us watching the video cried out in unison.

I saw that woman deliberately bent down while everyone was distracted, and swapped the briefcase she brought with the briefcase we put on the shelf.Surveillance video recorded all this clearly.

Why is she doing this?Is there anything she wants in our briefcase?
However, I checked the briefcase and it contained only a few useless documents.

Let's read it for now.

As soon as the woman turned the corner, thick smoke poured into the cafe, and the scene was chaotic.The man who was sitting by the window stood up hastily... By the way, isn't this man with the kidnappers?I hurriedly told the situation to the police present, and they immediately intercepted the portrait of the man.

A few days later, we got the man's information from the police.His name is You Yong, and he is a freelance writer who often gets paid to dig up celebrity scandals.However, he has disappeared since he visited the cafe that day.

Unless You Yong is found, Qiu Ziming's whereabouts will not be known.

Chapter [-]: Devil's Fire
The single dressing room on the set belongs to Zhong Xintong exclusively.This is the treatment only popular stars have.

Zhong Xintong flipped through the script while smoking a cigarette.She threw the script on the dressing table, stared at herself in the dressing mirror, and lazily took a puff of cigarette.

There are mobile phones, bouquets, and cosmetics on the dressing table. The room is full of fragrance, and the corners are full of clothing for shooting.The noise coming from outside the door could be heard vaguely.

Zhong Xintong sighed, her expression in the mirror was very disturbed.She felt an inescapable heaviness in her chest, and her thoughts returned to the comments on her blog last night.The guy who called himself a ghost left a message again, saying: "You will fall into the raging hellfire!"

Hellfire, what does this mean?
Her fingers holding the cigarette couldn't help but feel an inexplicable shudder, and the ash fell from her fingers.

The first time I saw the ghost's message was a month ago, when he severely denounced her hypocrisy on his blog.Her first reaction at that time was, it's over, her secret was discovered!She felt unprecedented fear, you know, that secret is related to her life.

Fortunately, her blog has a blocking function, so netizens cannot see that message.

(End of this chapter)