Seven Evil Slips:

Kiyo was a little restless, but he was even more certain that there must be something wrong with Luo Ren: Half the eyes of the street were focused on him, how could he still be so calm and single-minded about picking strawberries?

She turned her head to look at Cao Yanhua, he was gesticulating with an excited big horse monkey, meaning: It's him! It's him! Definitely him!

It seems that the view from a distance is not enough, so I left a table of dishes and came here for a walk with great interest.

Luo Ren paid the money and walked out with bags full of hands. One side of the alley is a dead end, so he can only go to the other side, and can only pass through Muyo.

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

Luo Ren, who was not looking sideways, finally stopped. He looked around suspiciously. Not far away, the neon signboard of the Third People's Hospital was flashing high above.

I saw Kiyo at the end, and asked her in confusion: "You called me?"

Kiyo stood up, stared straight at him, and said without any nonsense, "Why are you following me?"

Luo Ren seems to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "Me?"

He smiled wryly and shook his head, looked at the people around him and then at Kiyo, gestured to the signboard of the hospital, seemed very helpless: "Miss, my friend is hospitalized, I came to see him, I don't have any preparations at the moment, so I came here to buy Fruit, it may be that unfortunately the road with you is heavy..."

Except for the fatty Cao Yanhua, everyone in the crowd showed a look of sympathy and understanding.

In this world, it is easy to forgive good-looking people, and it is easier to forgive good-looking men who are humble and polite.

Kiyo keenly sensed the unkind eyes around him.

Luo Ren smiled apologetically at Kiyo, and passed her by. Kiyo was hesitating whether to attack again, but he backed away.

Speak to the fruit stand owner first: "Excuse me, can I borrow a pen and paper?"

He returned to Muyo again, put the fruit at his feet first, lowered his head and wrote something on the paper: "But miss, if you want to meet me, my name is Luo Ren, you can call me at this number anytime ..."

Before he finished speaking, Kiyo slammed into him staggeringly, Luo Ren touched his sore shoulder, and looked back at her back with a sly smile on his lips.

***

In the alley, Mudai's face was gloomy, and he walked very fast, Cao Yanhua had to trot to keep up, panting, out of breath with grief.

"Sister, sister, it's him, I dare to swear on my career..."

"Sister, you are still too young. Have you ever been in love? That kid did it on purpose. Let me tell you. Seriously, he is a hooligan, because he saw your thin skin and made you retreat..."

Muyo stopped suddenly, Cao Yanhua stopped, and rushed forward several steps before retreating.

Kiyo looked at him for a while, and suddenly smiled.

What do you mean? Then don't laugh at me, at him.

"A lot of eyes and ears?"

It was only then that Cao Yanhua realized that she was talking about the three things she had just boasted about.

"That must be done," Cao Yanhua said eloquently, "Sister, let me tell you, from ancient times to the present, at home and abroad, those who follow people, why have they failed repeatedly?"

"Why?"

"Because of breaking away from the masses. I follow a person begging for nothing, following a street and an alley, and the person being followed is not a pig. Sooner or later, I will find out. But we are different."

He stretched out his hands with great pride: "In the Jiefangbei area, our colleagues are on duty 24 hours a day, and we also have a WeChat group. In other words, once my news arrives, how many people must keep watching, Men, women, young and old, all kinds of occupations, all kinds of disguises, will inevitably make him fall into the vast ocean of people's struggle..."

"Then let me keep an eye on him."

Cao Yanhua stopped talking. After a while, he suddenly realized that he was at a loss: "Why?"

His tone was too fierce, and the first word was too forceful, and the spittle star did not dare to say that it sprayed Kiyo all over the face, at least part of it landed.

Kiyo closed his eyes subconsciously, and slowly opened them again.

Cao Yanhua felt a little guilty.

Kiyo took out a tissue, rubbed his shoulders slowly, and gritted his teeth with a smile on his face: "Aren't we friends? You go to Yunnan to play in the future, and I will entertain you. Besides, don't treat it as helping me, you Just treat you as...teambuilding."

Cao Yanhua hesitated for a moment.

"Sister like this, I know you have some skills, you can show me something else and let me weigh it. When people make friends, they are nothing more than those who can be used, rich, powerful, and capable. , I’m going to get stuck. Don’t blame me for being snobbish in making friends, everyone wants to be like this, and who doesn’t want to rely on a big tree..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye, and heard two soft bangs, and when he looked up again, he felt that Tianling Gai was angry, and a word was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

I'm a good boy!

On both sides of the alley, one is the back of the low house and the other is the back of the building. Kiyo is about four or five meters high on the wall of the building, with both hands clasped on the side panel of the air conditioner outside the building, turning his body around, with his head down and his feet on both sides. The eyes are bright and frightening.

This is called Gecko Walking Wall, also known as Immortal Hanging Painting. It is said that it originated from Shaolin, but later it was carried forward by Green Forest, and it takes a long time to practice. The gejue says "success is as light as an ant", and it is like Kiyo, who is really like a gecko, and it goes up in a flash.

It took Cao Yanhua a long time to come back to his senses, he was trembling with excitement when he spoke: "We are friends, Sister Kishiro, as soon as I have news, I will go to Bieyuan to find you."

***

Early the next morning, the waiter knocked on the door to change the towels, and also brought a file bag with two lines of words written in a black marker on the file bag.

The first line is: Miss Huo Zihong.

The second line is: If you have any questions, dial the extension 108.

Although it is for Aunt Hong, but I am a plenipotentiary, so I should be able to see it, right?

Kiyo opened the file bag and looked at it. Wan Fenghuo and the others are really not low in efficiency. Although sometimes they may not be able to find out the most secret information, once there is a breakthrough, there will be a lot of additional reference information on the outside. .

In it is Liu Shuhai's detailed information, which proves that what Cen Chunjiao said is true. The autopsy did show that she died of a normal illness, and her left foot was indeed cut off, but the beheading has nothing to do with the death.

In addition, the autopsy found more content. In the middle of Liu Shuhai's back, a part of the skin was missing.

What the **** is this? Kiyo drew it according to the length, and felt like a wide ruler, and also like an elongated bookmark.

It is mentioned in the data that this part of the gap is very neat up and down, and it is by no means randomly gouged out. The cut time should not be too long.

It's really strange, from the moment Cen Chunjiao snatched out the door to calling out to see the old man, it took no more than a minute to cut off her left foot.

In the file bag is a brief biography of Liu Shuhai, born in 1972, from Changsha, owns an auto repair shop, and the neighbors and customers are honest and honest. I have never seen him blush with anyone in this life, day after day In his ordinary life, the only big twist in his life was when he took his family to Datong, Shanxi to see the grottoes in 2007. As a result, the tour bus crashed through the guardrail and fell into the river. There were no major casualties, but Liu Shuhai was the last to be rescued. He was in a coma in the hospital It took 48 hours to wake up.

I left home in 2008, saying that I was looking for business opportunities outside, and I rarely contacted my family after that. In 2010, I died of illness in a small hotel in the west suburb of Jinan Passenger Station.

Another very important point, according to family memories, Liu Shuhai has never been to Luoma Lake.

It seems that Cen Chunjiao is about to jump.

Flipping to the next one, Kiyo suddenly froze for a moment.

Written above is: In addition, Zhang Guanghua's project has not progressed, and it is reported that he was last seen at Taiyuan Bus Station.

The whole story is full of Liu Shuhai, why does Zhang Guanghua appear again?

Kido suspected that Wan Fenghuo had made a mistake, so he dialed the extension number 108. Wan Fenghuo on the other end heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it was her: "I thought it was Cen Chunjiao again, she just yelled at me for a long time, saying yes The whereabouts of these criminals are secretive, and they may not tell their families when they go to Luoma Lake. I promised repeatedly that I would not delay the payment, so she gave up."

Kiyo raised the information in his hand, as if he could see it: "You guys are careless in your internal affairs. All Zhang Guanghua's information has come to me. The confidentiality is too bad."

Wan Fenghuo was surprised: "Zhang Guanghua?"

The next second he reacted: "Oh, that matter. Didn't your aunt Hong tell you? She also asked about it."

This time it was Kiyo's turn to be dazed: Aunt Hong also wanted to inquire? How many people does she want to ask?

Wan Fenghuo patiently explained to her: "Your aunt Hong has prepared two cases with me, one is Luomahu and the other is Zhang Guanghua. You are here on behalf of her, and I will ask someone to sort out the latest information. Zhang Guanghua's Although the project has not progressed, let me mention it by the way."

Hung up the phone, Kiyo flipped through Zhang Guanghua's profile. This is a native of Luomahu, who lives in the same building as the victim Li Yaqing's family. , handsome and upright, much like a movie star of that era.

Why did Aunt Hong inquire about such a handsome guy? Mudai's heart suddenly became gossip, but when he turned to the back and saw that it said "married at the time, son was three years old", he lost interest immediately.

Just as I stuffed all the materials back into the file bag, the phone rang again, and the front desk informed that there was a customer looking for it.

***

Cao Yanhua stood with his head bowed in the lobby of Bieyuan. Before Kiyo approached, he knew that things were not going well.

As soon as he came to the front, Cao Yanhua sighed heavily, probably embarrassed to speak, and deliberately used body language to make Kiyo "understand".

Kido slapped people in the face: "Didn't you say that he should be plunged into the vast ocean of people's struggle?"

Cao Yanhua complained: "Sister, it's not our fault. Everything was fine at first, but who knew that later, he drove a car out. Do you know what kind of car it is? We can't keep up, we don't With the ability to drive a car, if you can drive a car, who will do this, let alone..."

He muttered: "The car is racing, and we can't keep up with three taxis. Hey, old man..."

Suddenly greeted with a smile on his face, Kiyo looked back, and it turned out that Wan Fenghuo had come out.

Wan Fenghuo stared: "Why are you here?"

Cao Yanhua hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, old man, I won't cut anyone who cuts your guests."

Also referring to Kiyo: "Good friend, we are good friends."

Good friend? Wan Fenghuo murmured in his heart, and was about to ask in detail, when he saw the waiter who had gone out to deliver the package before came back, he hurriedly asked him: "Have you delivered it yet?"

"Sent."

"Did you take the photo? Let me see."

Kiyo is curious: "Why do you need to take pictures?"

Wan Fenghuo took the phone in the waiter's hand to look at the photos: "Isn't that Ma Tuwen? He doesn't live here. The materials have to be sent over, so I have to make sure they are in my hands, so I asked the waiter to take pictures, yo , this house is quite messy..."

Kiyo poked his head over to look at it. In the photo, Ma Tuwen was holding the file bag, smiling brightly and clicking on the front, as if he was winning a prize.

Wan Fenghuo was about to return the phone, but Kiyo picked it up first: "Let me see."

She enlarged the photo.

Little girl Jiajia is really unpredictable, Wan Fenghuo squinted at her: Is this Ma Tuwen handsome? I need to zoom in on it.

Kiyo said nothing.

Ma Tuwen's house was really messy, beer cans rolled all over the floor, and women's suspenders were still on the sofa.

However, this is not the point.

The point is, on the messy table in front of him, there are several bags of fruit. Although the pixels are not high, they can still be recognized at a glance.

There are apples, bananas, and... strawberries.