freeallnovels Chapter 465 The Gap That Can't Be Eliminated Even With Convenience
Chapter 465 The Gap That Can't Be Eliminated Even With Convenience
Chapter 465 The Gap That Can't Be Eliminated Even With Convenience
But in the end, Ma Houde still felt that the connection between the things mentioned in a book 30 years ago and the current case was too mysterious, let alone the premise that the author had passed away.
So Ma Sir shook his head, "But the thing happened here, not abroad, right? I said, Lao Qin, otherwise, let go of this so-called hypothesis first, and see if you can provide me with any clues? "
"I found some footprints at the scene." Lao Qin probably felt that what he said was a bit illogical, so he didn't insist: "After excluding the police and the reporter, there is only one group who are strangers. According to the depth of the footprints, It should belong to a relatively thin person. It may be a short man, or it may be a woman."
"Could it be left by the murderer?" Ma Houde frowned.
Lao Qin shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, it's also possible that the person who reported the case was not the first to find out. Who else came before him, but he didn't choose to report the case...just?"
"But what?"
"Usually, if you are in a panic, the footprints won't look like this..." Lao Qin tilted his head and said strangely: "It looks so calm, as if he walked away slowly."
"Well... didn't you say that the deceased had other wounds? What's going on?"
"They're all animal wounds." Lao Qin frowned again and said, "There are cats, and there are dogs... It's very messy."
"Little animals can eat people?" Ma Houde was taken aback... He felt that this murder case was becoming more and more complicated and confusing.
In the end, Ma Sir didn't get any important and useful information, left Lao Qin's office scratching his head, and returned to his department with a cigarette in his mouth.
Recently, Ma SIR has been very free and has regained his former style.
As for why?
Of course, it was because the young "superior detective" from the provincial bureau didn't know what he was doing these days. He hadn't been here for a long time, and he was so mysterious that he didn't know what he was doing.
The only thing Ma Houde knew was that he hadn't left the city yet.
"Ah... so annoying!" Ma Houde was still clueless after smoking a cigarette, and immediately muttered: "Shoot the mines first?"
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Hong Guan was washing his wife's clothes in the ward——Jin Ziyao's due date is approaching, it happened in the past two weeks.
Naturally, the fellow uncle in the garage would not tie Hong Guan to work at this time, but rather generously let Hong Guan take a vacation, and the salary was still calculated.
"Hong Guan, someone is looking for you!"
Hong Guan in the bathroom heard his wife's words at this time, put down his things and walked out - there was indeed a person here.
A courier... old man?Old man with afro? ?So avant-garde?
He took a look at his wife's expression, probably also surprised by the avant-garde of the uncle, and kept sneaking a glance.
"This... old man, are you delivering the courier?" Hong Guan asked in surprise.
"Can't I deliver the courier?" The old courier glared at him, then pulled the clothes mark on his chest, "Water meter delivery, haven't you heard of it?"
"I really haven't..." Hong Guan shook his head, and then said, "But, I didn't buy anything?"
But the old man with the afro seemed to be very impatient. He put the things down and asked Hong Guan to sign them. Then he left quickly without saying a word.
"What is this?" Jin Ziyao asked curiously.
Hong Guan shook his head while opening the package—it was actually a briefcase or something, and it was thin, and it didn't look like it could hold anything inside.
Hong Guan took out a small envelope from inside, and after opening it, Hong Guan suddenly looked at his wife and said in surprise, "This is the ticket, from the TV station..."
And it's also an admission ticket for the upcoming show "Singer"... Hong Guan frowned. Apart from Cheng Yiran, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would give him such a thing.
But...why send it?
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"There are a lot of people."
Luo Qiu looked at the endless stream of people—these people were all waiting to enter.Of course, how many of these were arranged in advance to cry in front of the camera, and how many were lucky draws...
Boss Luo is naturally not idle, just wasting his life in boredom, buying such useless information.
This is the recording studio where the "Singer" program was recorded—as for why the owner of the club and the maid could come?
Rather, there is no place in this world that these two can't go to.
"After all, there are [-] public judges." You Ye also looked at the scene for a while, and then reminded very dutifully: "Master, Miss Ren and Miss Lizi are also here, over there."
Luo Qiu glanced casually, "It's just the media people coming over, don't worry... let's go in."
The boss took his maid and walked calmly in front of the on-site staff. Before he officially entered the arena, he had already arrived at the first row in front of the stage, and found a seat at the end. down.
Some people will know that someone is sitting here, but no one will know who is sitting here... No one will remember it later, and even the impression will naturally disappear.
The boss suddenly reduced the sense of existence between himself and You Ye to almost zero.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you using your mobile phone yet?" Luo Qiu took out the mobile phone and turned it to silent mode.
Even though the sense of existence has almost disappeared, he will still subconsciously do some ordinary people's actions - even if such actions seem so superfluous.
Luo Qiu will also notice his actions.The explanation he gave himself was—probably, subconsciously, he was still insisting on the part of being a human being.
But there doesn't seem to be anything bad about it either.
"You Ye doesn't need this." The maid smiled and said, "I can hear the master's call immediately, so I don't need this kind of thing."
Will it be lonely?
Luo Qiu suddenly thought of this thought.
He would recall the picture of You Ye sitting alone in the club.
The lights had been dimmed, or even extinguished, but she sat there quietly, straight, with her hands folded on her lap, and her eyes closed... Just waiting for someone to come, she opened her eyes again.
And the ancient big clock on the wall was beating one after another.
Beating, time that meant nothing to her.
"In the earliest days, human beings didn't need this kind of thing." Luo Qiu looked at his mobile phone and said, "Conversing face to face, eye to eye, or hand in hand, or sitting at the same table, is always closer than ever. "
"But the distance needs it." You Ye replied: "This is the progress of mankind."
"But there is some distance..." Luo Qiu looked at the stage, and said calmly: "It may not be possible to disappear after having this kind of thing."
But when he said this, Luo Qiu shook his head suddenly, pointed to the center of the stage and said, "It hasn't started yet, but since it's here, let me take a photo for you."
The boss turned his palm, and the old out-of-print Hasselblad 500C naturally appeared in his palm.
Luo Qiu held You Ye's hand and came to the center of the stage, smiling, "For the time being, you belong here, okay?"
The lights on the stage suddenly came on.
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"Hey, it's strange, who turned on the lights on the stage?"
When Zhong Luochen was walking in the corridor, he heard the sound of a staff member rushing past - of course, he didn't pay any attention to it.
Accompanied by Cheng Yun, he just walked into a rather special viewing room—there are public seats under the recording studio, and there are also first-class seats reserved for the judging group—but naturally, there are also condescending seats similar to the VIP seats. Location.
Cheng Yun didn't expect that the Second Young Master would actually plan to attend such an occasion... After learning of Zhong Luochen's request, he quickly arranged it.As for the reason, if the master didn't say it, he naturally wouldn't ask too much.
This is the quality of an excellent follower.
Of course, strictly speaking, the director of this TV station can be regarded as a person under the faction of the Second Young Master's family, so it couldn't be easier to arrange such a place.
"Second Young Master, wait here, I'll get you something to drink, and stop by to see how Cheng Yiran is getting ready. Then I'll wait for Miss Zhang at the door and bring her over."
"Go." Zhong Luochen nodded.
He sat down by himself and didn't open the curtain in front of him. He just closed his eyes and meditated quietly - he naturally didn't have any interest in this kind of competition.
He just wanted to see what Cheng Yiran could do...whether tonight, as he did in K&C that day, could make the [-] spectators mesmerized.
"If there is such a... magical 'magic power'." Zhong Luochen chuckled and said to himself, "It's really worth investing in."
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Outside the TV station, Hong Guan was holding the ticket in his hand, with a hesitant expression on his face... he didn't know whether he should go in or not.
He still has Cheng Yiran's phone number.
However, he has not played for a long time.
(End of this chapter)