Along the way, several people were all quiet.In fact, their respective hearts were turbulent, especially Meng Xuecheng, this monstrous wave could tear his heart's defense line apart alive - because Su Yang almost kissed him just now, and the distance between his lips was only a few centimeters.What exactly does Su Yang mean?
This is completely beyond the need for acting.The driver drove the car steadily, Meng Xuecheng closed his eyes, and did the practice of taking deep breaths to stabilize the tide in his heart.When he opened his eyes again, he was already near the hotel.Meng Xuecheng uploaded the few pictures he had just taken to the chat group, and the vibration of the mobile phone was one after another, as if a trapped little beast was struggling, trying to jump out of the screen inside.Fu Wenye grabbed his mobile phone, his eyes were as fierce as his hands, and he endlessly attacked this welfare home with words.After getting out of the car, they snuck back to the hotel through the back door.Fu Wenye glanced back at the few people who were still guarding the main gate, and sighed: It's really dedicated.Meng Xuecheng said: Wait a while, remember to check Zhao Yahua.Fu Wenye burst into tears, he was forcibly brought to Longhua City, how could he work overtime if he didn't agree: he had to pay for overtime!
Meng Xuecheng glanced at him: You can go and ask what you want.Fu Wenye: ......
That's still it.After returning to the room, Fu Wenye picked up the computer, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to work.There is very little information about Zhao Yahua, who joined the Force in February this year.He followed the information to find the high school where Zhao Yahua graduated, and found that her father's name had never appeared on her resume, and she had been like this since she was a child.Because it was inconvenient to talk when he returned to the hotel, he beckoned to Su Yang and motioned for him to come and see.Su Yang put down his hands that were looking for the remote control, endured the huge sound wave from the TV, and walked to the bedside - before they went out, Su Yang turned up the sound volume of the TV to the maximum in order to avoid revealing flaws, confusing the public.Fu Wenye typed a line of words on the computer: Could Zhao Yahua be lying?
Why didn't I find out that Zhao Yuan had something to do with her?
Su Yang leaned into Fu Wenye's ear and said: Do you remember, Zhao Yuan is an anti-drug policeman.Being reminded by Su Yang like this, Fu Wenye immediately woke up.The anti-narcotics police are most worried about the retaliation of drug dealers against their families.Those drug dealers are like poisonous snakes hiding deep in the woods, spitting bright red letters, and their targets may be your wife, your daughter, your parents......
It is rumored that the big drug lords have a blacklist in their hands, for example, the head of a certain anti-drug detachment has a reward of 5 million, and his wife and children have a reward of 1 million each.Most of these drug dealers are supported by huge forces, with a solid foundation and entrenched in every corner.Unless you can catch it all, you will fall into a deep step with each layer you uncover.The police who fell into their hands basically did not survive, and the cruelty was outrageous, and the torture and killing of corpses were not unusual.It is said that drug dealers are fighting for their lives, and in order not to be caught, they even volunteered to be a human bomber, and died together with the police who came to pursue them.Zhao Yuan did this just to protect Zhao Yahua.Zhao Yuan has been missing for nearly 10 years, and there is no news, in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that he and Zhengzhen's death are only about one death notice.A terrible scream suddenly sounded outside the door, and the sound was like a sharp knife cutting through the curtain of calm.Su Yang and Fu Wenye glanced at each other, and at the same time got up and walked out of the door, the reflex movements of their bodies were far faster than their thinking, and before they could think about it, Fu Wenye pushed the door open.Jiang Xuanqing and Meng Xuecheng, who were on the other side, also walked out.The four of them looked in the middle of the corridor together, and a scrawny man knelt on the ground, his original white sweatshirt stained with all kinds of stains, sloppy and dirty.With a begging expression on his face, coupled with the look of deep eyes, it looked particularly distorted: Wife, wife, you can't watch me die!
He suddenly provoked, grabbing the woman's elegant skirt.The woman screamed, pulling desperately at the waist of her skirt.She shook her hand and struggled: let go!!
Meng Xuecheng hurriedly went up to separate the two people, he folded the man's hands behind and pressed him to the ground.The smell of alcohol on the man's body, mixed with the sour smell of sweat, was disgusting.The woman trembled violently, and her mouth uttered staccato syllables: Roll ......
Get out of here!
Su Yang took a step forward and asked, "Do you know this person?"
Although the man was subdued to the ground by Meng Xuecheng, his head was still raised strongly, and a pair of small eyes looked the woman up and down, and let out a lewd laugh: Yueting, don't you want to escape.The man was completely dominated by alcohol and could only giggle.Su Yang looked at the woman and found that she had a diamond ring on her ring finger, judging from her dress, the woman should have remarried and had a good life.However, they couldn't intervene too much in this kind of housework, but after making sure that she was not injured, they asked her to contact the hotel security on her own.Who knew that the woman's emotional reaction was more intense than they imagined, she grabbed Su Yang's hand and didn't let go, and the good-looking crystal armor left several shocking scratches on Su Yang's arm.Yang Yueting didn't let go as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.Meng Xuecheng quietly took the woman's hand off: Did you encounter any problems?
Yang Yueting was oozing sweat all over her body, a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead with sweat, and she said embarrassedly: You have to save me!
Help me!
She became incoherent: Those people will kill me!
They won't let me go-Yang Yueting let out a piercing cry: It's all his fault!
Blame him!
Bet on what to bet on!
As if she had thought of something, she quickly took out her mobile phone from her clothes, dialed a string of numbers, and gasped and said: He found me!
Husband, what should I do......
As he spoke, tears slipped from his eyes.The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what she said, but for a moment, her face suddenly became grim, and then she slammed the phone to the ground.The screen suddenly went black, cracking like a map tile.She turned to Meng Xuecheng, lifted her skirt and begged bitterly: You must save me.Meng Xuecheng: Please calm down first.Ten minutes later, Yang Yueting contacted the hotel security guard and took the man out.The hotel manager repeatedly apologized to her, promising not to make the same mistake again and to let non-guests come and go as they pleased.Yang Yueting finally calmed down and said: He is my ex-husband, and we divorced two years ago.In the first few years of marriage, life was good, but later I didn't know who he knew, and he actually went to an underground casino to play.At first he won a lot of money, and he bought me a diamond necklace for my wedding anniversary, and when I asked him where he got all that money, he lied to me and said that it was the company's year-end bonus.Later, he went out early and returned late, and when he came back, he was full of alcohol, I asked him why he went, and he lied to me that it was the company's entertainment......
If it weren't for the call to collect debts, I really didn't know that he owed more than 2 million to others.In those days, people came to collect debts, splashed paint, and smashed doors every day......
I couldn't stand such days, so I divorced him......
Yang Yueting said with difficulty, her tone slowly clouded with a sense of fear, and an unstoppable trilling voice came from the depths of her throat: His parents are dead......
It was hacked to death by the people in the casino, and it was useless to call the police!
They don't care!
She raised her eyes in despair, grabbed the hair near her temples with both hands, and even tore several hairs: "I'm next......
He found me!
After listening to her words, Fu Wenye asked Meng Xuecheng: What should I do?
Let her choose.Meng Xuecheng asked the woman kindly: If you are willing to come to Linqi City, we will provide protection.He handed Yang Yueting an address: But due to some official reasons, we can't be with you for the time being, if you want, go to this place by yourself, and I will say hello to my colleagues in advance.When Yang Yueting heard him say this, she hurriedly agreed, and even went upstairs to pack her things, eager to leave this place immediately.Meng Xuecheng said with emotion: ......
He is a decisive man.Su Yang said: It's just a matter of sparing.Meng Xuecheng looked at his watch, the time was almost up, and they went back to their rooms.Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Xiaohua's voice was getting closer and closer.Fu Wenye slumped in his chair and asked Su Yang in a low voice: Why are the police in Longhua City so idle?
If there's a murder, you can send four or five people to spy on us?
Su Yang stretched out his finger and tapped the table: What if these people are not police?
Fu Wenye opened his mouth and looked at Su Yang blankly.Su Yang continued: Except for Zhao Yahua, the rest should be Guo Yan's people, not the police.Fu Wenye sighed.When the doorbell rang, Guo Yan held a cigar in his mouth and asked them with a smile if they were satisfied with the hotel's service.Su Yang had a shallow smile on his face, but his voice did not have any warmth: Of course I am satisfied, Captain Guo really has a heart.Guo Yan was in a good mood and didn't care about these cynicisms.He sent the four of them to the door of the hotel and watched them get into the car, Guo Yan waved goodbye to them: goodbye.Meng Xuecheng glanced at him coldly and replied politely: I'll see you again.Will see you soon.These four words seemed to have some magic power, making Guo Yan look at the direction they were leaving, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.After getting into the car, Meng Xuecheng's mobile phone rang immediately, and he picked up the phone: Something?
Xu Xiaojing's voice was anxious: Team Meng?
Where are you?
A puzzled look flashed in Meng Xuecheng's eyes: What's wrong?
There was a murmur on the other end of the phone, and Lin Xiu's voice suddenly sounded: Last night, the Xicheng Branch smashed an underground casino, arrested more than 30 people in total, and found several unidentified children and the body of an adult woman.Child?
Lin Xiu said: They did not have any supporting documents on them, and they did not find the relevant missing persons.The people at the substation said that it might be related to human trafficking, and that they would refer the case to our department tomorrow.…… The drive of several hours was extraordinarily long, and after returning to Linqi City, Meng Xuecheng told them about it.Fu Wenye's smiling face collapsed instantly: Underground casino?
He said: Why is it an underground casino again?
Today, the woman's husband also got away with it in an underground casino.Chapter 69 11.00a.m.
Linqi City Police Station, 2nd Floor Conference Room.Meng Xuecheng sat in a chair in a black shirt and held three photos of different children, all of whom looked to be no more than eight or nine years old, one of whom was a little younger, at most seven years old.His expression was grim, and he glanced up at Lin Xiu: So, it's still unclear the identities of these children?
Lin Xiu nodded: Well, the people from the sub-bureau sent the children to the hospital, and they were still healthy, but they didn't speak.Meng Xuecheng put down the photo and looked cold: What is the origin of that casino?
Three weeks ago, the substation received a tip that there was a bar on Mingyou Street in Xicheng that also operated a gambling business, and after several spies, they decided to take action last night.In addition to gambling and prostitution, they also searched for party pills on several customers.Meng Xuecheng was stunned: Party pills?
Su Yang's eyes moved slightly, the party pill was a highly addictive drug, a synthesis of stimulants and hallucinogens, and the most obvious thing was its candy-like appearance, with sugar-coated packaging and different smiling faces engraved on it.People who take this drug will be constantly agitated and confused, and it is said that they can reach the world of bliss.And the smiling face, which used to be the largest source of supply of party pills, is not one of them.Since the disappearance of the smiling face, the supply of party pills has been greatly reduced, and it is hard to find money, so at the same time, a lot of counterfeits have poured out of the drug market.Su Yang looked straight at Lin Xiu: Is it really a party pill?
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Right.Lin Xiu continued: The ingredients are exactly the same as the pure party pills, but the dosage found is not large.Meng Xuecheng stroked his eyebrows and suppressed the uneasiness rising in his heart: Okay, thank you for your hard work.Fu Wenye turned the computer, and the screen was facing Meng Xuecheng: In the past five years, there have been more and more cases of missing children, and August of the previous year was the peak period.But these are known data, that is, someone reported the crime, and recorded, in fact, there are many people who have not been reported, so the real data is difficult to estimate, and there is no missing person who matches the three children for the time being.Let's not talk about these demoralizing topics.Meng Xuecheng calmed his voice and stood up: Xiaojing Lin Xiu, you go to the casino in person to see if there is anything missing or suspicious.Qin Gui and Xiaowen went to meet the addicts who were caught, and how many could they ask.In the end, he set his eyes on Su Yang: Little internship, follow me to the hospital.Everyone: Roger.Hey, don't be in a daze.Meng Xuecheng patted Su Yang's shoulder.Su Yang ignored the claw on his shoulder and said lightly: There are too many things involved in this case.The Xiangyang Welfare Institute mentioned in Fang Xu's recording, Zhao Yuan's disappearance, Kevin who met with Hu Limin, and the murder casino that Yang Yueting said......
These things are lifted layer by layer, and they are inextricably linked, but there seems to be no end, and they can only bite the bullet and go deeper.I'm afraid I won't be able to turn back, and I won't be able to find my way.…… Su Yang drove the car, skillfully shifting gears, steering, and speeding down the road.Meng Xuecheng stared at his left hand on the steering wheel, and couldn't help but think of the feeling of Su Yang holding hands with him when he was in the welfare home.Su Yang's hand is a little smaller, but it is quite powerful, just like himself, elegant on the surface and firm in his heart.In this kind of case, although he didn't say anything, from the faster and faster speed, Meng Xuecheng clearly felt Su Yang's anger.He looked at the scene outside the window and reminded: Drive slowly.Su looked ahead from the corner of his eye, and his voice was steady: I didn't speed.Not everything is under control.Meng Xuecheng knows Su Yang's character very well, and he is used to taking responsibility on himself, even if it is not his fault.Meng Xuecheng leaned back in his chair and looked at those unreal scenes: When I was studying in country A, I encountered a shooting.My roommate died......
As long as that shot misses four or five centimeters, I will die.He said lightly, and Su looked sideways at him.However, he didn't find the slightest sadness on Meng Xuecheng's face.Meng Xuecheng continued: At that time, people across the country demonstrated to seek justice for the dead students.Under the pressure of such public opinion, the police spent half a month arresting the criminals and calming down the public outrage.But I know that the man is not a murderer, and I don't know which unlucky and tragic person became a substitute for the dead.He turned his head to look at Su Yang, and the corners of his mouth hooked: My roommate is dead, I can't do anything, I haven't even shed a tear, isn't it a little too cold-blooded?
Meng Xuecheng didn't expect Su Yang to answer him, because most of the time, Su Yang rarely talked to things that had nothing to do with the case, not to mention that it was just his own business.The first chapter of the Pathos Sonata plays silently in the cramped carriage, opening with an extremely slow Gra//ve overture.One of the characteristics of this piece is that it is very unrestrained in the use of harmony, not bound by tradition, and magnificent.The mournful roar of the piano, like a heavy thorn, wrapped around the body in layers, sharp thorns firmly into the skin, pulling the captured prey into the infernal hell.Pain, fear, all fears, are presented unreservedly in front of your eyes until you are willing to compromise with the devil and be freed from suffering.The further the tune goes, the more melodious it rises and falls, as if it can infinitely amplify the subtle firmness in the heart.Su Yang's voice was a little hoarse: Beethoven once said that he was the most unfortunate person God had ever created.So fate is inherently unfair, more good people have short lives, and bad people live longer.Hearing this, Meng Xuecheng suddenly had a terrible thought in his heart - was Su Yang comforting him?
Su Yang didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, but his eyes darkened: You are a student, of course you can't do anything.As for whether you are cold-blooded or calm, you know it in your heart, so why push yourself down the road of unbearableness.In the face of such a thing, no one can really be calm.Anyone who can calmly declare the sad past is not that he doesn't care, but it has precipitated in the depths with time, and Su Yang knows this very well.Maybe Meng Xuecheng was also like himself, he had experienced such a night - the wind was bleak, he woke up covered in sweat, poured two mouthfuls of cold water and still couldn't sleep, so he sat in a daze until dawn, feeling that the whole world was empty.Meng Xuecheng suppressed all kinds of thoughts, and looked at Su Yang's hazy side face, as if there were a thousand words blocked in his heart.He was silent for a while, looked at the tall buildings in the distance, and said softly: It's almost there.On Monday morning, the hospital was jammed.Several ambulances were neatly parked on the side, and paramedics lifted stretchers off the ambulances.Reporters from several television and newspaper offices surrounded the main entrance, and hospital security guards held them hand in hand.Seeing this situation, Meng Xuecheng's first reaction was who leaked the case?
It wasn't until reporters and photographers ran wildly all the way and passed by Meng Xuecheng that he realized that the protagonists were not them.On weekdays, the hospital would definitely arrange a special person to receive them, but now it is obviously impossible to free up manpower, Meng Xuecheng walked to the front desk and asked: Where is the children's inpatient department?
Go straight out and turn left and then right.Meng Xuecheng narrowed his eyes and asked again: What happened here?
The nurse held the phone in one hand and wrote hard in the other, and when she heard Meng Xuecheng's words, she didn't raise her head, but just said something about the accident at Wanqiao, and then waved her hand like a fly, signaling them not to get in the way.Wanqiao car accident?
Meng Xuecheng took out his mobile phone and typed these four words into the browser, and as expected, a large number of breaking news popped up, from different newspapers and platforms.Meng Xuecheng picked a newspaper with a relatively high degree of credibility, clicked on it and read: At 10:08 in the morning, a car accident occurred at the junction of Wanqiao and Mawan in Linqi City, and a seven-seater sedan accidentally caught fire and exploded...... caused a series of car accidents, and three people in the sedan died instantly......
He put away his phone and sighed: The world is unpredictable.The inpatient department is relatively quiet, Meng Xuecheng showed the nurse his work card, and after the nurse checked, he showed them the way: you can ring the nurse's bell at any time if you need to, but it is recommended not to take up too much time, so as not to disturb the children's rest.Meng Xuecheng: Understood, thank you.Su Yang pushed open the door without hurrying, there were three beds in the room, and the three children stared at them in unison, before Su Yang walked over, the younger girl had already shrunk into the quilt, her eyes instantly turned red, and she cried quietly.Compared with Meng Xuecheng, who was a little in a hurry, Su Yang was obviously very suitable for this kind of occasion, Sally was brought up by him, and he didn't deal with children when he was working in the hospital.He didn't interrupt the girl, but pulled over a chair, sat at a distance, and slowly picked up a magazine.Meng Xuecheng was a little flustered by this long and full of angry crying, originally a cute little girl cried like this, it was not easy for a person to be uncomfortable, and only Su Yang could not be moved.Su Yang saw his anxiety in Meng Xuecheng's eyes, so he gave him a chance to breathe: You go buy some colored pencils and white paper.Meng Xuecheng didn't ask him why, nodded and left.I don't know how long it took, but the girl finally got tired of crying, and wiped her tears with the corners of the quilt while hiccups.Su Yang put the magazine back, got up suddenly, turned his chair, and looked at the boy sitting on the other bed.The boy obviously didn't expect Su Yang to suddenly look at him, his heart jumped a few times, and he unconsciously grabbed the sheet.Su Yang said politely: My name is Su Yang, what is your name?
The boy paused, his eyes drifted, and after a moment he shook his head, his voice as thin as a mosquito sound: I forgot.Su Yang's gaze was very straightforward and calm, and he asked again: Did you forget, or did you not have a name?
The boy repeated: Forgot ......
Su Yang then asked: How old are you?
When is your birthday?
The boy's little face was wrinkled, his mouth was babbling, and his head was held helplessly with one hand.He looked at Su Yang blankly, tears dripping down his cheeks and onto the sheets, soaking a small piece.The boy shuddered: I don't know, I don't know, I forgot......
A simple and clear sentence, like a gust of yin wind, climbed up along Su Yang's tail vertebrae, turning into a thin stream of sweat on his back.If nothing happens, all three children have amnesia.One is an accident, two are coincidences, then three are inevitable.The boy's expression was very painful, Su Yang had to comfort him first, and then changed the topic, and asked with concern: Is there anything uncomfortable?
The boy shook his head.Su Yang adjusted his sitting posture, folded his legs elegantly, put his right hand on his thigh casually, and said in an extremely relaxed tone: You are very lucky, to put it mildly, you are a child who is favored by God.If I were you, I would cherish the days to come—as for the past, if I can't remember it, it will have no effect on you.The boy lowered his head and unconsciously picked at his nails.Meng Xuecheng came back with two boxes of unopened colored pencils and a stack of white paper, and Su Yang distributed the supplies to the three children - a blank sheet of paper for each person, and Su Yang evened out the two boxes of colored pencils to ensure that everyone had a different color in their hands.He said, "Draw whatever comes to mind, and if you really don't have an idea, draw a house, a tree, and a person."
Do you understand?
The three children nodded.Meng Xuecheng stood beside Su Yang and asked in a low voice: Fang Shuren?
Was this helpful?
Su Yang handed Meng Xuecheng a blank piece of paper: You go and draw one too.Meng Xuecheng suspected that something was wrong with his ears: I want to paint too?
Su Yang said solemnly: Don't you want to know if it's useful?
Try it and you'll find out.Meng Xuecheng took the blank paper with a click, picked up the remaining colored pencils, sat down at the table, and began to draw a draft.After half an hour, Su Yang stopped them and put away all four paintings.When they had finished packing up their tables, the nurse came in and brought food to the children.Meng Xuecheng and Su Yang had no choice but to leave first, making room for the nurse to deliver food.The two found a quiet place to sit down, and Su Yang hurriedly looked at the paintings of the three children, all of which were based on the suggestions he gave, drawing houses, trees, and people.Then he looked at each painting carefully - they were not amnesiac, but hypnotized, so that a part of the memory was empty.Chapter 70 Su Yang laid the three paintings flat on the table: First, before they painted, I told them that they could paint anything, and Fang Shuren was just a suggestion I gave, but they instinctively followed my words and lacked assertiveness.Second, Fang Shuren is a method used to judge whether a person's mental state is healthy or not, projecting their inner thoughts through simple paintings.It is clear that the three children are not in a good state of self-spirit, and their self-awareness is weak.He pushed the little girl's painting forward, pointed to the crooked tree and said: The tree can express a person's inner balance, and it is also a portrayal of the external environment.The lines of the trees she drew were blurred, and traces of multiple rubbing could be found on the trunks and branches, and the direction of the lines was not clear.This reflects her inner anxiety and nervousness.Whether it is the leaves or the trunk part, she chooses a darker color as a filling, and the overall tone is gloomy, so her personality is more passive.The trunk has black scars, which represent trauma in the heart.Su Yang pointed to the little boy's painting: the picture distribution of this painting is very incongruous, and the distance between the house, the tree and the person is very far, which represents his inner inferiority.While the portrait can project a person's self-image and personality, the child paints a person with a hat on his head, symbolizing self-defense and protection.Moreover, there are obvious similarities between these three paintings, and the structure of their houses is relatively simple, which proves that they have no sense of family and growth.Su Yang leaned back in the chair, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were half-drooping, and there was a faint pain in his chest: they had all forgotten the memories that were most beneficial to us, and I couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation other than hypnosis.These children did not have a good childhood, they had been traumatized, and even if these things were closed, they were not without a trace.Meng Xuecheng exhaled heavily, as if he wanted to expel the anxiety that had been suppressed in his heart.Is there a way to make them remember?
Essentially, the memory wasn't erased, but the subconscious cut it off.In some special cases, they will naturally remember.Meng Xuecheng asked: What is a special situation?
I don't know, it varies from person to person.Su Yang said unhurriedly: However, successful hypnosis requires the active cooperation and sufficient trust of the subject.Suddenly, the strings in Meng Xuecheng's mind moved slightly, leading to infinite thoughts-could it be that these people who abducted children also specially found hypnotists?
One sings white-faced, the other red-faced, making these children mistakenly think that they are saved?
Su Yang said lightly: Hypnosis has certain conditions, such as the need for a place full of security and comfort, and a person who can make people feel at ease, so that the subject will wholeheartedly accept the process of hypnosis.And hypnosis requires a high level of professionalism, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without professional training.Meng Xuecheng understood Su Yang's words, quickly took out the phone from his pocket, edited a short message and sent it to Fu Wenye - give me a list of hospitals and doctors in country C who can do hypnotherapy.Meng Xuecheng was about to say something, but his heart suddenly trembled, because he found that Su Yangzheng was staring at his painting intently.Meng Xuecheng's body reaction was very fast, Rao is head was in a mess, and it didn't affect the speed at which he took the drawing paper from Su Yang's hand.Meng Xuecheng's face burned, and he tore the painting in half: Don't look at it, go to dinner.He didn't want to be stripped of his old bottom by Su Yang, who knows what he could see from the painting, in case......
Su Yang sat silently for a while, looking at the sunlight outside the window, a certain inexpressible emotion seemed to be becoming more and more obvious, and he even wanted to borrow a beam of light to see what Meng Xuecheng was suppressing in his heart............
After lunch, they rushed to the blockaded underground casino.This underground casino is located on Mingyou Street, which is also a famous bar street in Linqi City.A flat, straight road cuts them in symmetrical halves, centered on the road and lined with bars on both sides.On holidays and days when there is a football match, it is lit up with enchanting lights and filled with lively cheers.It's noon, and the shops are all locked, not even passers-by, and it's very deserted.They stopped in front of the Lion King Bar, and just as they wanted to open the cordon, they ran into Lin Xiu who came out of the bar.Lin Xiu wiped his face, with a little tiredness between his eyebrows: Why are you here?
Meng Xuecheng patted him on the shoulder: Come and take over your shift, it's hard work.Lin Xiu handed the evidence bag in his hand to Meng Xuecheng - it contained a business card with black letters on a white background.Lin Xiu took off his gloves and said: I found it in the gap of the sofa in the bar.Okay, got it.The bar was a mess, with tables and chairs topping over, shattered glass and goblets and cigarette butts falling to the floor.A pair of giant stereos played on either side of the dance floor, as if you could still hear the noise of last night, and the manic drums accompanied by the cheers of the people hit those lonely souls.Meng Xuecheng bypassed the debris on the ground and kicked away the paper human-shaped stand that fell to the ground - several footprints of different sizes were printed on the Internet celebrity's face, covering the beauty's delicate smile.She holds a microphone in one hand and a sign that says nextstation: Paradise in the other.Meng Xuecheng bent down and stood up to this beauty: Next stop heaven?
Look at this look, are you going on a concert tour?
Finding nothing suspicious here, the two turned on their flashlights and walked all the way into the depths.After a corner, the floor material suddenly changed, from cement self-leveling to stone plastic flooring.A few steps further, a red carpet curled up in a ball and piled up in the corner.Meng Xuecheng lifted the carpet, revealing a secret door hidden under the carpet.He shined his flashlight at the marked painting on the wall, and then removed it — a red button embedded in the back of the painting.Meng Xuecheng waved his hand and motioned for Su Yang to step back a little.When the mechanism is pressed, the secret door on the ground slowly shrinks to both sides, revealing a staircase leading to the underground.Meng Xuecheng whistled: It's really high-tech.This underground casino lives up to its name, and it can't be an exaggeration to even change its name to an underground casino.At first glance, there are at least 20 gaming tables.The rest of the roulette wheels, baccarat, slot machines are readily available.Meng Xuecheng looked up and found that there were many cameras installed overhead.There were still many small rooms on both sides of the casino, and Su Yang pushed open one of the doors that had not yet been closed, and the expression on his face did not hang for a while.Meng Xuecheng leaned over to him, looked inside curiously, and after a while, he directly put down a sentence.Su Yang looked at the sofa and chairs in the room, glanced at the avoidance and pants that were thrown aside, and said lightly: The services here are really everything.Just looking at these sofas and chairs, the car in Meng Xuecheng's brain drove directly to the edge of the city at a speed of 200 miles, and the obscene atmosphere was everywhere.Prostitution, drugs, gambling, all three things are stained.Su Yang pushed open the next few doors again, and the furnishings and arrangements inside were almost identical, except for the one on the far left, which simply stood out from the crowd, and in a small room full of color and ambiguity, it looked particularly pure and unpretentious.Su Yang knocked on the door and motioned for Meng Xuecheng to follow.What's wrong?
Meng Xuecheng noticed that Su Yang's eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.Su Yang walked into the room, then squatted ** and picked up a weird-shaped folding knife from the floor.He turned the knife with one hand, pressed the button on the handle with his thumb, gently flicked the handle to reveal the blade inside, and pulled the handle back.This series of actions was smooth, if they weren't at the scene of the crime, Meng Xuecheng would have suspected that Su Yang was deliberately handsome, blatantly exuding his hormones.Meng Xuecheng took the folding knife from his hand and looked at a concave Peugeot in the shape of an animal claw at the end of the handle.Su Yang stood up, and there was a kind of indifferent coldness in his voice: This is a tactical folding knife produced by the Once knife factory in country A, AG-1, codenamed Goshawk.Meng Xuecheng held the black handle, the handle of this folding knife is ergonomically designed, and it feels very comfortable in the hand.Su Yang continued: Goshawk is known as the king of folding knives, and in all aspects, this folding knife has the most top-of-the-line configuration.The point is that this knife is the first generation, which was out of print twenty years ago, and now the one that can be bought on the market is already the fourth generation of the goshawk.So, why is the first generation of goshawks here?
If it was asked for by a merchant at a high price, it should be well collected, how could it be carried with him?
If he bought it by himself twenty years ago, the identity of the knife owner must not be simple.