My legendary life

Two young people have studied for a long time, but they are still not sure what it is. Xiaojiang said impatiently, "what's the significance of studying it, master? Just give me the photo. I promise that this girl will kneel in front of us and lick our toes in a week."

But Qinglin glared at him and said, "absolutely not. It's a crime of intimidation. If you send this kind of photos, I'm afraid you'll be the one kneeling on the ground." After hearing this, although Xiaojiang was still a little unconvinced, he could only shut up bitterly.

Qinglin took the photo and looked at it for a while, then turned on the computer, scanned the photo into the hard disk, and then used the professional drawing software to enlarge and compare it repeatedly. Finally, he confirmed what was on the rattan chair. Indeed, it is consistent with Xie Dong's judgment, that is, a windbreaker. After zooming in, even the trademark is faintly visible.

"Are you sure it's not your own?" Qinglin asked with a frown.

"Absolutely not. I don't have it at all." Xie Dong is sure.

"Are you sure this dress is not here?" Qinglin asked again.

He didn't go into the bedroom at that time. He just sat in the living room and drank a glass of wine. He didn't know anything. Of course, he couldn't be sure whether the clothes had been put in that position before. However, he could be sure that there was no clothes on the rattan chair after he woke up.

After listening to his narration, Qinglin lowered his head to think for a moment, and then said, "can you still remember what time it was?"

Xie Dong recalled that he couldn't remember the exact time. He only remembered that when they finished eating wonton and went to see a movie, they went to Lanxin's house later. Generally speaking, it should be around 7 p.m.

"It's not more than eight, by definition." He said.

"That's easy. We just need to know whether there is a man wearing this kind of windbreaker after you and Lan Xin go home. We can judge whether this kind of windbreaker has been put on the rattan chair for a long time, or whether the man took it off after he came in."

Xie Dong was overjoyed, but then he was a little discouraged. It's easy to say, but it's not easy to talk. Who knows if there is a man wearing this kind of windbreaker after he and Lan Xin go home? You can't ask Lan Xin.

When he was worried, he saw Qinglin glancing at Xiaojiang standing beside him.

"We have to rely on our great Xia Jiang for this kind of heresy. He will certainly have a way."

Xiao Jiang was so happy that he tilted his head and said with a smile, "I thought you were so busy. What good idea can you have? After making trouble for a long time, I had to count on me in the end."

Xie Dong suddenly realized that, in fact, it's very simple. People on the 19th floor can only take the elevator, and there are monitoring devices in the elevator. As long as you check the time, you will soon know whether anyone has been here.

He quickly turned to Xiaojiang and asked eagerly, "do you have a way to check the monitoring of the elevator in the building?"

Xiaojiang nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I told you that as long as you have money, you can do anything you want."

"Yes, I'll give you as much as you can find out." He said firmly.

"No problem. I'll do it this afternoon." Xiaojiang nodded. After that, he took the photo in his hand and looked at it over and over for several times. At the same time, he sighed with regret, which made Xie Dong a little embarrassed.

After three people had lunch, Xiaojiang and Qinglin went to work. Xie Dong stayed at home alone. He was so anxious that he looked forward to hearing from Xiaojiang. However, Xiaojiang was gone when he got off work in the evening.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Xiaojiang came back. He opened his mouth and asked how he was doing. He was stunned. Then he reflected that it was about elevator monitoring. He couldn't help but said with a bitter smile: "master, you can see what you want to see when you think I'm the director of the Public Security Bureau. It can't be done in one or two days. You need to trust many levels of relationship to find the person you want to contact. Just wait Well, I'll let you know as soon as I hear from you. "

After suffering for three days in this way, at 8:00 p.m. on the fourth day, Xiaojiang suddenly received a phone call and asked them to go to the security room of Lanxin's rental house.

Three people dare not neglect, put on clothes out of the house, rushed to the community security room a look, only a middle-aged man sitting inside, see them come in, quickly closed the door.

Because they had already contacted each other in advance, the two sides did not exchange greetings. They turned on the computer directly, entered the memory and checked according to the date and time provided by Xie Dong. As expected, there were all the surveillance videos. So the three people are staring at the computer screen, almost a frame of a careful look, until a man in black appeared in the elevator, three people happened to look at each other, Xie Dong's heart beat faster.

The man in black windbreaker appeared in the elevator at about 8:40 p.m. that day. The windbreaker he was wearing was similar to the height on the rattan chair in the photo. The monitoring screen clearly showed that when he entered the elevator, he pressed the button on the 19th floor.

Now that the target is locked, it's much easier to do in the future. Qinglin is going to fast forward the video to see when this guy left. Xiaojiang suddenly yelled: "wait a minute!"As soon as we turned around, we saw Xiaojiang staring at the computer screen and motioned to Qinglin to pause the picture. Then we enlarged the image and looked at it carefully for a while. Suddenly, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"I know this guy." He pointed to the man on the screen, then patted his thigh and said, "I see. He and that smelly girl are old acquaintances. There is no need to compare them. Now I'm sure that the clothes in the smelly girl's room must be his."

Xie Dong and Qinglin ask why they are so sure. Xiaojiang laughs but doesn't answer. Then he urges Qinglin to go down quickly to see when this guy left.

Looking down, Xie Dong couldn't help looking a little silly. Until the middle of the night, he didn't see the man come out. He even suspected that he had missed it when Qinglin fast forward. Unexpectedly, Xiaojiang said to one side: "look down, I guess this guy stayed in it all night."

Qinglin doesn't know why Xiaojiang is so sure, so she has to continue to fast forward. Soon after five o'clock in the morning, Xiaojiang suddenly shouts to stop. As soon as we see, sure enough, the man got on the elevator from the 19th floor, still wearing the windbreaker, yawning and looking very tired.

"Let's go." Xiaojiang stood up directly, and Qinglin wanted to cut some pictures, but he stopped him: "no, it's all in my head." He pretended to be mysterious, and then took Xie Dong out, so Qinglin had to follow him.

When he got out of the security room, he didn't say anything. He just urged them to leave quickly. When the three returned home, he said with a smile, "it's not me who's selling the news. Some words are really inconvenient to say in front of outsiders." The green wood stares at him one eye, while changing clothes one side way: "now go home, hasten to say, again grind Ji, the wound for you to open."

Xiaojiang seems to be hesitant. He looks around and sees that the painkiller he took a few days ago is on the table. So he goes to get one and takes a glass of water in the water dispenser. Xie Dong and Qinglin do not know what tricks he is playing. They all look at him quietly. He walks up to Xie Dong with a smile and hands over the tablet and the water cup "Master, take this medicine first."

Xie Dong is confused by him, Lengleng asks: "why let me take medicine first?"

Xiaojiang said solemnly: "this is a painkiller. After I finish, you must have a special pain in your heart, so you'd better take it first."

Before Xie Dong could speak, Qinglin picked up a slipper and threw it: "speak quickly, where is so much nonsense!" He said with a smile.

In fact, Xie Dong has already vaguely felt something, his heart is really a little painful, but not because of Lan Xin, but because of Wei Xia.

According to Xiao Jiang, the man in the black windbreaker in the surveillance video is called "bald old six". In fact, he is not bald at all, and I don't know why he got such a nickname. This man is a very famous figure in the provincial capital underworld, not because he can fight and kill, but because he has another resource in his hand, which is called women.

As the first "chicken head" of the provincial capital, he controls at least hundreds of prostitutes. It's not easy for him to do the business of skin and meat. He must be good at everything, not to mention his appearance, figure and temperament. He must have a degree, at least he must look like he has a degree. Therefore, his young ladies are all big businesses. Access to five-star hotels and senior clubs is basically normal. The clients are either rich or expensive. They often have foreign business. It can even be said that his clients are business people all over the world. As long as he can afford the price, he can send the young lady to any place designated by the clients.

Feng Lanxin once had a short experience of sitting on the stage in a high-level meeting. Now I think, with her appearance and temperament, she must have worked under this bald old six, so they should have known each other for a long time.

How well do you know each other? I went in at 8:40 and came out at 5:00 in the morning. I was so tired and yawned that I could figure out with my feet what they would do for the night.

Poor is Xie Dong, lying on the bed like a corpse, don't know two people in the side of the ups and downs, and finally have to carry a big black pot.

Xiaojiang finished these words, scratched his head, looked at Xie Dong, and said with a smile: "master, I always thought that you were worth it. After all, you put the girl to sleep, but now it seems that there is something wrong. It's estimated that the wine you drank was drugged in advance that day, so you can sleep so dead. Moreover, the girl didn't seem to do that Son, it should be bald old six. "

Xie Dong lowered his head, his face was pale, his lips were shaking, and he couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Qinglin took Xiaojiang's fist and said angrily, "shut your mouth, just like you were there at that time."

Voice just fell, but Xie Dong sighed, slowly said: "Xiaojiang is right, I also think so."