"What's the point? Don't you just want to escape but don't have the guts? If I don't escape, where will you get the chance? You're still a detective, so explore yourself first." Yuan Mingzhu stared, revealing a pair of aggressive expressions
little tiger teeth.
"That's right, I have no choice but to thank you." Lu Ming lowered his head and admitted in a low voice.
If Yuan Mingzhu hadn't escaped from marriage and the family was in chaos, Lu Ming would probably still be sleeping in the house at this moment.
The ship accelerated towards Shanghai, and the river became more and more lively. Not only the people from the coastal defense camp, but also the Cao Gang were mobilized. The entire Yangtze River was very busy with official and private ships shuttled back and forth.
People in Caobang were naturally respectful when they saw Yuan Mingzhu, and even Lu Ming also enjoyed the special treatment.
But his heart became heavier and heavier. From the words of these people, he almost knew the truth of the matter. Although there was something fishy about the matter, the disappearance of Sheng Muyi was an ironclad fact.
"How could such a thing happen? Sister Muyi was alone in the room and then suddenly disappeared? She is not air or water vapor, so she can disappear out of thin air?" Yuan Mingzhu became more and more confused as she listened.
Can't figure it out.
"Miss Yuan, this is a bit strange to say. Even our gang leader can't figure out what's going on. The Sheng family is so busy that even the people at the police station can't figure it out." A member of the Cao gang held his head and twirled his beard.
, said.
"Has Ziyang participated in this case?" Lu Ming asked.
Zhang Ziyang is Lu Ming's childhood friend, and now works as a detective in the Shanghai Police Station, so he can be considered his colleague.
"Are you talking about Inspector Zhang? He investigated this case from the very beginning. He was the first person Mr. Sheng looked for at that time." When the man heard Zhang Ziyang's name, he had a respectful expression on his face.
Not many people knew about Lu Ming's detective agency in Shanghai. Even if they knew about it, they all thought it was a rich man who had nothing to do and was just playing around. No one took his detective agency seriously. But for the police
It's different. It's a business trip, which is awesome. As for what a private detective does, not many people understand.
Lu Ming relied on his status as the young master of a wealthy family to get around in Shanghai. He had no problem being popular and popular, and could even prosper. If he relied on his little reputation as a detective, he might not even be able to find a way to beg for food.
Lu Ming still doesn't know that Sheng Youde is looking for him and wants to hand over the case to him because the police are helpless. However, for the sake of the Sheng family's money, they have not shelved the case, but they are no longer interested in the results of the investigation.
Got hope.
Based on his friendship with the two generations of the Sheng family and his personal relationship with Sheng Muyi, even if Sheng Youde did not hand over this case to him, he would not stand idly by, not to mention that such a difficult case is full of challenges for him.
This means that if he can really get to the bottom of it, his detective station in Shanghai will be an instant success.
Lu Ming's mind had already entered detective mode and he kept turning over the pages, guessing all the possibilities of Sheng Muyi's disappearance.
However, all possibilities seemed impossible. It was said that there were two bodyguards guarding the room at that time, and no one had ever entered, not even Sheng Muyi's personal maid.
There was a big question mark in Lu Ming's mind about this link, and the tangled threads were here.
Since Sheng Muyi went into the room to rest, change clothes and retouch her makeup, why did she exclude all the personal maids? Under normal circumstances, she would need the maids to help with some chores. This is unreasonable, unreasonable and problematic.
Sheng Youde asked the lady to go downstairs for the dinner, but to no avail. The subsequent actions were actually meaningless because it was an empty room and Sheng Muyi was no longer in it.
"Is the Chinachem Hotel haunted? Has Sister Muyi been kidnapped by a ghost?" Yuan Mingzhu suddenly said this without any reason, disrupting Lu Ming's train of thought.
"Ghosts can only take away people's souls, but not their bodies." Lu Ming couldn't laugh or cry. Women are women. They just like to believe that ghosts exist. There is no way...
"Then what do you think is going on? A good living person, how could he just disappear after saying he didn't see you? Could it be that the two bodyguards lied, and Sister Muyi didn't enter that room at all. Maybe they were caught by them from the beginning.
Kidnapped!" Yuan Mingzhu continued her nonsensical train of thought.
"Not only were the two bodyguards present at the time, but several of Miss Sheng's maids were also waiting outside the door. They all saw the lady entering. It is impossible for everyone to lie." Lu Ming rejected Yuan Mingzhu's idea.
"That is, there is a door in the room that leads to the room next door. Sister Muyi entered the room next door through that door and slipped away quietly." Yuan Mingzhu said with a proud smile, intoxicated by her reasoning skills.
"This is impossible. If there really is this door, the hotel manager will not know about it, and the people who go in to check will not be able to find it." Lu Ming shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe the hotel manager is an accomplice of the kidnapper. Let alone the people at the police station. They are all as stupid as pigs. Maybe the door is hidden and looks like the wall, so all
No one noticed." Yuan Mingzhu said with a proud smile.
"That's possible. I'll check it out carefully when the time comes." Lu Ming showed a comforting smile.
Although he did not agree with Yuan Mingzhu's judgment on the police, he admitted that the police in the Shanghai Police Department were indeed not very good. It was a bit venomous to say that they were as stupid as pigs, but they were definitely not smart at all.
However, Zi Yang is very shrewd. Even if Lu Ming doesn't trust others, he will not doubt Zhang Ziyang's talent. The IQ of the two brothers should be said to be half a pound to eight ounces.
There is no point in dreaming now. Only by meeting Sheng Youde and Zhang Ziyang, and restoring every detail of the scene, can he understand the case more completely and look for clues that others have overlooked.
Lu Ming didn't know that he had been hired by Sheng Youde at this moment, but in his mind, he was the one to investigate this case.
He simply stood on the bow of the boat, returning home as fast as an arrow. Zhang Ben seemed to understand what he meant, and pushed the boat very fast, traveling day and night. The people checking along the way all let them go when they saw it. They arrived in Shanghai the next afternoon.
pier.
"We finally arrived in Shanghai. You said your family won't ambush us here to take us back, right?"
Seeing the hustle and bustle of Shanghai and smelling the familiar scent on the streets, Yuan Mingzhu finally felt at ease.
"That's impossible, my family won't be so imprudent. But we have to write a letter quickly to tell our family that we arrived in Shanghai safely, give them some sweetness, and say we will go back and get married someday." Lu Ming laughed.
"Why do we still need to write letters? I have already asked Mrs. Qiaoshou to make a special trip to the two families to report the news." Yuan Mingzhu said proudly.
The two of them were chattering non-stop, both in high spirits, when someone came up to them. Without saying a word, they raised the camera in their hands and took pictures of the two of them.
Lu Ming hurriedly covered his face with his hands, but unfortunately it was too late and he had already been photographed.
Cameras in the late 1920s were still very bulky and had a built-in flash. I didn’t have any strength in my arms, so I really couldn’t lift this bulky thing in the air.
Lu Ming felt unhappy. Someone secretly took photos of him as soon as he arrived in Shanghai. It would not be a good thing.
He knew the person who took the photo. He was a notorious liar and scoundrel in Shanghai. His surname was Cao and his last name was Boren. Everyone called him a human being.
He was a scholar in the early days. After the establishment of the Republic of China government, the scholar's turban became useless, so he found a fashionable job, that is, photography.
At that time, people who could drive a car and take photos were in short supply, so even though Cao Boren was a wretched person, he was spotted by a magazine and became a photojournalist.
This magazine is called: Shanghai Beach Collection. It is a magazine that specializes in reporting on the privacy of Shanghai's wealthy businessmen and the scandals of celebrities and ladies. It also publishes some pictures of scenery across Shanghai.
This magazine was financed by the Youth Gang, and its purpose was to find suitable targets and blackmail those wealthy businessmen with weak foundations and no power, as well as young and immature rich men and women who had misbehaved.
This magazine is as stinky as Cao Boren, but because it has the Qing Gang as its backer, no one dares to touch it.
The common people did not know the reason, but were attracted by these gossips. Therefore, the magazine has been very popular, not only in Shanghai, but also has many subscribers in other places and provinces.
Yuan Mingzhu did not cover her face with her hands, nor did she bother to guess the other person's intention of taking the photo. She rushed forward decisively, without saying a word, kicked Cao Boren to the ground with a flying kick, and then kicked the camera several times.
Lu Ming was not idle either. He took out all the film in the camera and exposed it, so that no matter what Cao Boren took, it would be useless.
However, the camera made in Germany is really strong. Yuan Mingzhu kicked it a few times, but it didn't lose shape at all, and no damage was found. Lu Ming probably had to use a sledgehammer if he really wanted to destroy the camera.
"You dare to hit me? You dare to hit the guy I'm eating? Okay, little girl, you're in trouble, you're in big trouble." Cao Boren was lying on the ground, yelling with a look of laziness.
"Trouble? What trouble? Tell me. The thing I am least afraid of is the word trouble." Yuan Mingzhu said, tapping Cao Boren's plump face twice with her toes.
"Let's go, you don't have to be familiar with this kind of person." Lu Ming quickly pulled Yuan Mingzhu away.
Although Cao Boren is not a thing, the people behind him are even less. If he stays here any longer, he will probably suffer a loss.
Yuan Mingzhu is not ignorant, she also knows Cao Boren's background, so she didn't struggle this time and ran away with Lu Ming.
Yuan Mingzhu did not follow Lu Ming back to his residence, but went back to her apartment.
Lu Ming returned to his detective agency. It was as lonely and lonely as ever. Apart from dust, there was nothing to look forward to his return.
After he went in, he took it upon himself to clean up the dust that had accumulated for a month, then took out a bottle of Scotch whiskey from the desk drawer and poured two finger-high glasses of wine into a clean glass.
He first put the wine glass close to his nose and greedily smelled the aroma of the wine.
He is not an alcoholic, and he doesn't like foreign wine very much. When it comes to drinking, he still likes the old wine brewed in his hometown. However, the bad influence he received in the United States is that sometimes he misses the taste of Scotch whiskey.
He leaned on the hardwood chair and sipped the whiskey. A warm feeling rose from his stomach and flowed throughout his body. This feeling seemed very pleasant on this late autumn afternoon.
He was suddenly gripped by a numbness of boredom. This numbness was exactly what he often felt. In an empty office and a detective agency with no visitors, he sometimes even got lost and didn't know what he was doing here.