Mei Qian's guess was correct. Zhang Yu's attentiveness today had nothing to do with the assassination. It was also about the underground affairs of Xia Capital. Moreover, their police's information was more informed and accurate.
How could he get his wish? He asked first, "Have you found the killer or Fatty Yin?"
Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Not yet."
"You're still so happy if you don't handle the case well?" Mei Qian stabbed.
"We police officers are also human beings. How can we find someone so quickly in such a big city?" The smile on Zhang Yu's face was a little bitter, and he sighed: "Even if we don't have any clues for the time being, we can't always keep a calm face, right?"
Mei Qian also knew that what the other party said was reasonable, but he asked just to put Zhang Yu first.
Then he looked at the lunch box on the table: "It's too boring to stay in the room all the time. Can we go to the cafeteria to eat?" After a pause, he smiled again: "Anyway, we are in your police station, and there are policemen all around. Do you want a killer?
Would you be brave enough to enter the police station and kill someone?"
Zhang Yu hurriedly advised: "Currently, only some people know the news that you live here. Even the police officers who live in the dormitory have been given a silence order. Not many people know which room you are in. So..." said
At this point, he spread his hands pretending to be helpless: "Each floor here is guarded by dedicated personnel. Except for authorized persons, all entry and exit must be applied for. For safety's sake, you'd better stay here for a few days."
"Oh!" Mei Qian nodded as if understanding, and suddenly asked: "Do you think anyone among you has a problem?"
Zhang Yu looked at him in surprise, then grinned: "Don't talk nonsense, who can I doubt?"
"Huh!" Mei Qian got the answer from his reaction and sneered: "You are a policeman, you have a really dirty heart."
Zhang Yu sighed with a complicated expression: "If you can guess the purpose so quickly, it shows that you, the person who wrote the book, are not clean either."
"Pfft!" At this moment, Ning Chi, who had been watching the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two with great interest, and acted as a backdrop, suddenly couldn't help laughing.
Mei Qian glanced at him lightly, and after successfully shutting up his younger brother, he faced Zhang Yu again and chuckled: "In your eyes, I am a tomb robber, how can I be innocent?" The words were sarcastic, but the tone was light.
, not even a hint of fireworks.
Zhang Yu now completely lost the gloating he had when he came in. He glared at him angrily and started to fiddle with his phone.
Then, Mei Qian's phone that had just been turned on began to vibrate, and the other party sent a screenshot of the conversation.
If the previous news came out, it was just speculation among the people, but the conversation content captured by Zhang Yu is equivalent to solid evidence.
Artificial traces were indeed found in the collapsed underground. Experts speculate that ancient tombs are likely to exist underground.
"Great writer, how did you know there was an ancient tomb underground?" Zhang Yu kept his eyes on Mei Qian's face when he spoke.
However, he was destined to be disappointed. Even if he had just seen the message from Maomao, with the blessing of Buddhist internal energy, he had not shown any expression. How could there be any change at this time?
"Whether it is an ancient tomb or not, what does it have to do with me? What do I know about ancient tombs? It's all made up. It's just a coincidence to ask."
"But you are so good at making up stories. You can even predict in advance whether an ancient tomb can be found on a subway line? I remember that they changed the route." Zhang Yu still stared at him.
"This is the most unreasonable thing. How can I know the direction of the line in advance?" Mei Qian said helplessly.
In fact, I'm already complaining in my heart, yes, no matter how I change my path, I can't escape the fate of being blocked. The world is becoming more and more fantasy.
Zhang Yu was silent for a long time before uttering: "Although I think what you said is right, I always feel that this situation is very reasonable for you." Then, his eyes glanced at the Buddhist scriptures placed on the bed.
, laughed again: "Besides, I just saw something very magical. You can meditate for hours at a time. It is simply inhuman. Your internal energy must be very powerful, right?"
"Lord Buddha?" Mei Qian frowned slightly when he heard this word: "Who are you scolding? I am not a thief."
Zhang Yu was stunned by his unreasonable questioning, and it took him a while to react.
It turns out that in Xiadu dialect, Buddha is not a good word, and generally refers to thieves and pickpockets. Buddha Tongfu also means stealing and obeying.
After thinking about this section, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It was originally a habitual test, but he didn't expect that when it came out of his mouth, an old Xiadu native, it became a derogatory term.
What's more, I didn't expect that the other party was even familiar with slang.
"Misunderstanding, I just saw you meditating for such a long time, and you looked like a monk." He hurriedly explained.
"Do you really think that I have lived in summer for nothing these past few years? Besides, have you ever seen a monk like me?" Mei Qian pouted.
With a sneer on his face, he couldn't help but think about the true meaning of the word "Buddha" spoken by the other party.
He didn't think that Zhang Yu was cursing, let alone that he would make fun of someone just because he had read a few Buddhist scriptures and meditated.
Suddenly, he remembered his strange reaction when he first saw him holding a Buddhist scripture two days ago.
This is wrong. Could it be that the police have made new guesses about his identity? But what does it have to do with the monk?
Just as he was about to ask more insinuating questions, the phone in his pocket rang again.
I thought it was Maomao, but it turned out it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello!" He could only answer the question first.
Unexpectedly, the voice coming out of it seemed to have gone through a voice changer. It was indistinguishable from male to female, and it was extremely unpleasant: "Hello, Mr. Mei."
Hearing this, Mei Qian's expression changed, he made a silence gesture to the other two people, and turned on the speakerphone of the phone.
Then he asked politely: "Who are you?"
"I heard that Mr. Mei is looking for the person who planted the bomb. I have some clues here. Are you interested?" A chuckle came from the phone.
Mei Qian glanced at Zhang Yu before replying: "I am looking for this person, but you are hiding your head and tail, not even your voice. What is your purpose?"
Unexpectedly, the other party did not answer directly, but gave the specific location of an abandoned warehouse, leaving only a puzzling sentence at the end: "A small gift for you, as a greeting."
Then I hung up the phone and called back, but the phone on the other end was already turned off.
Zhang Yu reacted quickly and hurriedly dialed his colleague's phone number, sent the address, and arranged the arrest first.
However, I didn't expect that as soon as the explanation was finished, a loud "bang" was heard in the distance, and even the windows and chandeliers of the dormitory trembled. Then, the piercing sirens of countless cars were heard outside.
"This is an explosion, it's very powerful." Ning Chi's expression changed drastically, and he opened the curtains a crack.
Several people looked outside and saw a black smoke rising in the distance.
For some reason, several people realized that something was wrong.
The call between Zhang Yu and his colleagues did not end, and they hurriedly asked about the location of the explosion.
After waiting anxiously for a few minutes, Zhang Yu finally got feedback. After hearing this, Zhang Yu's face became very ugly.
Taking back his cell phone, he gritted his teeth and said, "The explosion was the abandoned warehouse." Then he recorded the number he had just called with Mei Qian, and hurried out.
Mei Qian looked at the gunpowder smoke in the distance and fell into deep thought...