Detective From the Future Chapter 627: Superfluous people

Lao Peng hesitated and looked at Zhao Ming on the side, "Comrade, can you give me another cigarette?"

Zhao Ming pointed to the cigarette in his ear, "Isn't the one I just gave you smoked yet."

Old Peng scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I have an old buddy who yells all day long to drink and get Wuliangye, and if he smokes, he has to smoke Zhonghua. He is reluctant to buy it, so I want to keep one for him. Root."

Zhao Ming was a little bit dumbfounded. Looking at the other side's pitiful eyes, he took out another cigarette and handed it to Lao Peng.

The others dare not say, this wish can still be satisfied.

"Thank you, thank you." Lao Peng took the cigarette, sniffed it on his nose, and then clamped it on the other ear.

Zhao Ming revisited the previous question, "Lao Peng, is there any worker who has unhealthy thoughts about Xiaofang."

"A lot of people who have ideas have gone." Old Peng smiled, showing what you know, "However, most of them are guilty and not guilty. They are arrogant in the crowd and let them be alone. Speaking to Xiaofang, they all said it was unsuccessful."

"There are also a few thick-skinned and playful guys who like to stop and tease Xiaofang. Ma Si is the one who has more contact with Xiaofang. He has always wanted to raise a gun with Xiaofang, often Follow Xiaofang behind her ass, her eyes have never left Xiaofang, and the halazi is almost flowing out."

"What is Ma Si's name?"

"I don't know this. Everyone called him Ma Si, so I called along with him." Speaking of this, Lao Peng asked, "Comrade police, I heard that Xiaofang was killed. Is it true? What?"

"Yes."

Old Peng pursed his lips, then he stopped talking, "Then, before she was murdered, was there anybody raising a gun?"

Han Bin has a black line on his face.

Zhao Ming scowled and scolded, "Okay, don't say anything messy."

Old Peng said, "Comrade police, don’t think I’m gossiping, and don’t think we are bad. In fact, we are all normal people. You said that the construction site itself is the place where the rough masters stay. It’s not appropriate for the girl to be here. Since you are here, don’t be afraid of others saying, right."

Zhao Ming said sternly, "Old Peng, I don't agree with you. People also come here to work, and they didn't deliberately hook you. You have to be a little bit of a door to talk."

"It’s not that we didn’t speak well, and she’s fine with her work here, but it’s a construction site after all. You can dress decently." Old Peng gestured with his hands, "She wears those clothes that are more revealing. Yes, it’s just for the masters to see it, or what you do in it will affect us too."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. When she didn't come, I slept with a bottle of beer at night. But since she was dangling in front of me, I couldn't sleep well at night. It is inevitable that I would be a little bit distracted. , Not to mention those young boys."

"I saw her during the day, and there were so many horse races at night."

"To be honest, if I were the person in charge of the construction site, I would have to resign her. Too much shaken the military."

"Do you know where Lu Jingfang lives?"

"Yes, but she didn't live with us, otherwise the old men must be crazy." Old Peng pointed to the east. "She and some old ladies live in the dormitory of the project department. , Just walk straight on."

"Thank you." Han Bin said, and left with Zhao Ming.

After walking not far, Old Peng boldly asked, "Comrade police, you should give me a precise word. Was Xiao Fang being fired before he died?"

Han Bin "..."

Zhao Ming "..."

Han Bin and the two continued to walk forward. There was a fence in front of them, and there were some simple houses. After Han Bin and the two walked in, they saw a woman in her forties washing clothes.

Women are a little fatter, big five and three thick, and look bigger than Zhao Ming.

Han Bin walked over and smiled, "Sister, I’m sorry to disturb you."

The middle-aged woman turned off the faucet, "What's wrong?"

"What do you call?"

"My last name is Zhang."

"Sister Zhang, I want to inquire about you personally."

Sister Zhang wiped her hands on her clothes, "Who is it?"

"Lu Jingfang, do you know him?"

"Xiaofang, you know, live in the house next to me." Sister Zhang showed a wary look, "Who are you? Why are you looking for her?"

"We are the police."

"Then why don't you wear a police uniform?"

Han Bin touched his chin. He was going to a banquet today, and he didn't bring his ID at all.

Zhao Mingliang issued a police officer's ID, "We are criminal police, this is our ID."

"Comrade police, Xiaofang was really killed?"

"Yes."

"Weirdly scary, they are all neighbors who live together. If you say nothing, then you are gone." Sister Zhang patted her thick chest and asked, "Did she get caught by that before she died?"

"Which?"

"Papa," Sister Zhang clapped her hands vigorously, as if you understand, "That's it."

Zhao Ming was a little bit dumbfounded, "Sister, why are you a girl curious about this?"

"I'm not interested, I am afraid." Sister Zhang sighed, showing a worried look, "I am also a woman. If she is killed by someone because of this kind of thing, then I have to be careful. Point it. What if I am also targeted by bad guys."

Zhao Ming "..."

He wanted to say, eldest sister, you think too much, you are absolutely safe.

"Cough..." Han Bin coughed lightly, before turning around, "Sister, are you familiar with Xiaofang?"

"Make a fool of yourself, although we live not far away, we don't speak much."

"What do you think of Xiaofang's death?"

"How do you say this, in fact, I have long thought that she might have trouble."

Han Bin asked, "Did you find something abnormal?"

Sister Zhang shook her head and nodded again, "It's not unusual, it's just that her dressing up on the construction site is really inappropriate. The masters on the construction site are like hungry wolves. She is dressing up. To say that it sounds nice is to call it ignorant, and to say it to be ugly is to deliberately gou man."

"How can she behave like this?"

"I'm a stupid person. I can't tell you the details." Sister Zhang thought for a while, and pointed to the lanyard on the side. "Look at it, that's the clothes she hangs over there."

Han Bin glanced over, there is a long pink T-shirt ~ IndoMTL.com~ and some very beautiful underwear.

Zhao Ming pointed to the dress, "This T-shirt has its arms exposed, and it's quite long underneath. I don't have any problems looking at it."

"Is there any problem, you have to look at how you are wearing it." Sister Zhang snorted, picked up one of her clothes and gestured, "Her T-shirt is quite long, just covering her thighs. Wear a very short shorts. The T-shirt just covers the shorts, and the thighs are exposed. Outsiders look like they are not wearing pants."

"This construction site is full of **** men. How can you stand this? You said it's nothing to trouble you."

Han Bin asked subconsciously, "You live close to her, has she been harassed before, or encountered any trouble."

"Yes, why not." Sister Zhang looked a little weird and hesitated, "Since she came to us, she has been losing things."

Zhao Ming took out his notebook and wrote it down, "What have you lost?"

Sister Zhang twisted and said, "It's all the clothes worn by some women. At first she just lost her own clothes, and then my clothes were also lost."

"Have you reported to the police?"

Sister Zhang shook her head, "Why report to the police? It's not ashamed to report to the police for this kind of thing."

"Besides, it is nothing more than the masters on these construction sites. Things are too ugly and not good."

"Do you have evidence?"

Sister Zhang stared her eyes and said, "Just lose your underwear, not your coat, what evidence is needed for this?"

Zhao Ming smiled, "It sounds like you are still a little dissatisfied with this Xiaofang."

Sister Zhang sighed, "Actually, these are all okay. I am not a picker, but there is one thing I can’t bear. She doesn’t care about taking pictures with her mobile phone wherever she goes, and talking to herself on the mobile phone. Talking to myself, although I am getting older, I am also a woman. Whoever has no privacy, take pictures and let others see what is going on."