In less than twenty minutes, Zhou Xiaoxing arrived at the address Li Ying mentioned on the phone. Yazi took out the mirror again and looked at her makeup. She was not doing it for herself, but for Zhou Xiaoxing's.

Women are men’s face.

Zhou Xiaoxing's mind was not on Meazi. He sat in the driver's seat and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers.

Objectively speaking, his driving skills are getting better and better.

After getting off the car, Zhou Xiaoxing observed the house where Xiaozhuang lived. It was very ordinary. The building was not high, only five floors. There was no security guard at the door. It was just an inconspicuous building. For those with money, this kind of house was definitely not the first choice.

Too plain.

This is probably the reason why Xiaozhuang chose this place: it is hidden away from the city.

From the sunny side of the house, you can see all the clothes of the master's wife and no ornamental flowers and plants. This is where ordinary citizens live.

Zhou Xiaoxing thought to himself: There is a reason why Xiaozhuang became a top killer. The living environment is so exquisite.

In the movie, those killers go in and out of high-end hotels, hugging each other, wearing luxury cars and beautiful women, and are full of pomp and circumstance. They are afraid that others will not know. This is just for show.

The real killers are all unknown. In order to survive, they hide their names and dare not get married and have children because they are afraid that someone will know their real name.

In a word, it’s shady.

Based on this analysis, this place is indeed secluded enough. Li Ying’s evaluation on the phone: I would never guess that he would live here.

This proves that Xiaozhuang is so smart that even the average guy, let alone ordinary citizens, can’t think of it.

The killer is right next to you. The teacher here will never believe it. The lie is true.

"Xiao Xing, you said it was so smart for the killer to choose this place." Meiko touched the ashes in the stairwell and commented.

"This place is very old. You can tell by looking at the loose walls. Living here, you can tell that more than ten generations have been here."

Meazi's explanation is unreliable. It's not that the old city has less people moving around. In Zhou Xiaoxing's previous life, those who drifted to the north, Shanghai, and Shenzhou all lived in urban villages and shared the same bathroom.
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However, those who do not know are not guilty.

Xiangjiang's current urban development trend is expanding. If it were not so obvious, the majority of the villages in the city would still be locals.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaoxing didn't refute, Yazi was about to continue talking when she happened to bump into Master Zeng. She dropped the dust in her hand and introduced him.

Zhou Xiaoxing nodded politely, without saying a few words, went straight into the room to find Li Ying, leaving Yao Zi to understand the situation with Master Zeng.

"You are here, and you see, there are bullets all around. We have checked them, but there are no records. There are many fingerprints at the scene, overlapping each other, and you can't tell which one belongs to Xiaozhuang."

Li Ying gave a brief introduction and followed Zhou Xiaoxing into the room. He checked here several times and found nothing.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoxing clasping his hands behind his back, walking on tiptoes, his eyes closing and opening, Li Ying followed suit. In the past few days, besides waiting for Xiaozhuang in the bar, he also bought a newspaper when he was bored, always with Zhou Xiaoxing as the front page.

The headlines, which vividly introduce the latter’s deeds as a detective expert.

Most of them are exaggerated.

The media is like this, whoever is the most prominent will be written about, regardless of whether there is news or not, the editor will do it.

It's really outrageous. It is said that Zhou Xiaoxing has special powers, clairvoyance, and jokes. These are all leftovers from the gambling sage. Zhou Xiaoxing will pick them up.

That's impossible.

However, when he walks like this, he is a bit clairvoyant.

Li Ying, who is a clairvoyant, has never seen this model. The gambling sage used special powers to defeat the gambling king of Xiangjiang in the World Gambling King Competition. Li Ying saw that the clerk had seen it, and he also took a look.

Even though Gambling Saint sits down when he plays cards, he doesn't know whether his feet are on tiptoe or not.

The posture of the upper body is the same, so the lower body should be the same.

You’re right to learn it.

The more Zhou Xiaoxing walked, the more she felt that this house was very depressing. She rarely opened the windows, and the furnishings in the house were not expensive. Except for a wicker chair that swayed from side to side facing the window, there was nothing else of value.

Yes, he is measuring Xiaozhuang's taste.

Simple and generous.

When I turned around, I saw Li Ying spreading his hands, half-closing his eyes, walking on tiptoes, swaying like he was on a swing.

"What are you doing?"

"I will do whatever you do."

"I'm looking for clues."

"Me too."

What nonsense literature. Zhou Xiaoxing ignored Li Ying, walked to the wicker chair, observed it for a moment, then quickly sat down, crossed his legs, and looked out the window.

"Turn off the lights."

Li Ying followed Zhou Xiaoxing's example. He didn't see anything. He put down his hand and stood next to the latter. When he heard the request to turn off the lights, he raised his hand and the room instantly darkened.

"Close the curtains."

He did as he was told. Not only that, Li Ying raised his foot, pulled over a chair, and sat next to Zhou Xiaoxing.

Here we go again, let’s learn.

Zhou Xiaoxing closed her eyes and took in what happened last night.

Xiaozhuang was drinking alone at home, with a gun in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. He was thinking about something, but he didn't know what it was specifically. Considering the plot, he should be worried about Jenny.

The policeman spent several nights in the bar, but he couldn't get close to him. Jenny called and asked him where he had been, but he couldn't tell the truth.

What should I do?

Liar, he has tried it. If you tell a lie, it will take dozens of lies to come back, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Also, the fourth brother has been acting strange these days. The last time he came to the house, he actually tried to kill him.

When his gun was finally pointed at his fourth brother, the latter's tears were filled with fear. This was what he couldn't bear to see the most. There was nothing he could not talk about with his long-time friends.

What disappointed him the most was that the fourth brother actually asked him if there were any bullets in the gun.

How ironic.

From the first day he became a killer, he knew that when a killer kills, he must leave the last bullet for himself, either killing someone or committing suicide.

It was already that time, and the fourth brother could still ask.

Several years of friendship.

After that, a killer came last night. Xiaozhuang didn't know who wanted to buy him, he only knew that he wanted to take Jenny away.

It was at this time that there was movement outside the house. Xiaozhuang held the gun tightly, drank the glass of wine, and waited for the door to be opened. He fired a shot and the man fell.

Then, dozens of people came over. Xiaozhuang used the flexibility of the wicker chair to cover himself and killed a few. After that, he got out of the wicker chair and killed them directly.

Simple, crude, crisp and neat.

Zhou Xiaoxing felt the whole process, slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

"It's okay, just take advantage of others."

Li Ying opened his eyes when he heard this. He felt nothing. He understood what Zhou Xiaoxing said. Xiaozhuang had been bought.

"Should we take care of this matter?"

"Look at you, you are a police officer."

Zhou Xiaoxing waved his hand, such troubles are not within the scope of the contract.

Thinking of the contract, I still don’t know who will pay for this.

"Sir Li, this order is also paid by the embassy. You have to remind Sir Huang to apply earlier. The last payment from Sir Peng's order has not been received yet."

It is better to agree on money matters in advance than to not be able to catch up with the balance later.

No matter when, someone who owes money is worse than someone who borrows money. In his last life, Zhou Xiaoxing's relatives who looked down on him started borrowing money from all sorts of people when they heard that he was working in a hotel.

At that time, Zhou Xiaoxing was naive and borrowed everything, but when it came to repaying the money, it was very difficult.

What does it have to do with me that your child goes to college? Did I ask him to take the exam?

The decoration of his house was done for me, it’s a joke.

There are many more that Zhou Xiaoxing cannot remember, but the feeling of not being able to live or die after lending the money is still fresh in his memory.

Lao Laihu, why don’t you have a better way to deal with them?

"You don't know, this is from Sir Peng."

Ah this...

"What are you doing sitting on the wicker chair with your head first?"

As for whether he has clairvoyance, Li Ying still needs to ask clearly. If it is true, it would be good to learn about it.

"It's fun."

Li Ying didn't believe this answer. Xiaoxing was moving around on the wicker chair. It was not casting a spell. It was impossible.

"If you don't believe me, just sit on it and try it." Zhou Xiaoxing had something to do, so he called Sir Peng. It was urgent.

Li Ying really didn't believe it. He sat on a wicker chair with a gun in one hand and the wine glass Zhou Xiaoxing put aside with the other, and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!