I was lying on the bed, staring, thinking over the series of things that had happened before and the causes and consequences, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"who?"
"Me." Li Qianyu's voice sounded.
There was something strange in my heart. When I heard the knock on the door, it was very polite and a little entangled. It seemed that it was not to quarrel, but to make peace. Most likely, she heard the conversation between me and Chen Ziqi, and knew that my position could no longer be shaken.
, it is better to surrender than to fight against.
However, suddenly there were several girls around me, and it always felt like a classic stallion plot in a bloody novel. I once thought about writing the previous experience into a novel after everything is over. But
The stallion plot is too cliche and not what I wanted.
"I'm already asleep, what do you want?" I said angrily.
"Can I come in?"
"No." I said bluntly and decisively.
Suddenly the sound of a key being inserted into the door lock came. I panicked and realized that the door had opened.
Li Qianyu appeared at the door naked.
In the quiet night, the faint moonlight shines on her white body like milk. The proud breasts are topped by two tender pink dots like chicken heads, the flat belly, and the crotch outward.
The bulging curves, the straight legs gently crossed, and the black mark in the middle imply that she is mature and completely ready.
At this beautiful moment, a gunshot pierced the silence of the night. The bullet was spitting flames, tearing the air, and hit the door frame hard, causing stars to shoot out.
Li Qianyu looked at the black muzzle of the gun I pointed at her. The broken sawdust of the door frame splashed on her delicate face that could be broken by a bullet. Her eyes were filled with endless fear.
"Get out or die." I said coldly.
Feng Si rushed up from downstairs in a few steps. Seeing Li Qianyu's devastated look, he didn't know what to do. He awkwardly walked around behind her and asked me: "Mr. Lin, are you... okay?"
"
Without saying a word, I still pointed the gun at Li Qianyu, touched the blanket on the bed, and threw it towards Feng Si.
Feng Si quickly took it, put it on Li Qianyu, and tried to pull her away. But Li Qianyu was stuck there like a piece of wood, motionless, staring at me. She has a high status in Chen Ziqi's organization, and Feng Si also
Don't dare to touch her easily.
Chen Ziqi had already rushed upstairs at this time, turned Li Qianyu's body half a circle, slapped him on the face. Li Qianyu's stupid and frightened look suddenly collapsed, and cried "Wow".
Feng Si had probably never seen Li Qianyu like this before. He stayed on the spot and turned to look at me involuntarily, but I still raised my gun and pointed at Li Qianyu expressionlessly.
Li Qianyu cried louder and louder, running towards the next room like crazy.
Chen Ziqi looked at me, said nothing, just shook his head, sighed, and left.
I leaned on the bedside and couldn't help but sneer. Li Qianyu knew that she had lost power in front of Chen Ziqi, and she had done all the bad things. After leaving Chen Ziqi, no one would protect him. Maybe he would become a dead person when he stepped out of this villa. Now I use myself
My body came to make peace with me, but I was rejected by the boss. As a woman, being naked but being rejected by a man with bullets is perhaps one of the biggest humiliations. Naturally, I suffered a nervous breakdown and lost my composure.
At this moment, my heart is as cold as stone. I have no sympathy for such a woman.
The next day I stayed in bed all day, and Chen Ziqi came to my room at least four times, which made me extremely annoyed. I knew he was urging me to find the treasure, but I couldn't say anything.
Early on the third day, I was woken up by a phone call. It was from Tian Xingyang, saying that my car had been found and was parked in the square at the subway entrance of Lianhua Road Station in Minhang District. He asked me if I wanted it now.
Come and take a look.
When he was leaving, Chen Ziqi even came to show his encouragement by making some false noises.
Regarding the uses of those three treasures, I didn’t ask, and he didn’t tell them, because each of them had their own agenda.
When I arrived at Lianhua Road Station, a uniformed policeman was waiting for me. He called himself Zhang Feng. He had a short haircut, one hand in his pocket and the other smoking. His stubble was a bit ruffian. When he saw me walking over, he said: "
Are you Lin You?"
I nodded and said this is my car.
Zhang Feng opened the car door and said, "Look, is there anything missing?"
I quickly opened the glove box.
The copper disc and jade seal had long since disappeared, and my heart suddenly felt cold.
Now, how can I explain to Chen Ziqi? The person who stole my things must be the person who ambushed me with Ling Kong. Who is he?
I pretended to be calm and said to Zhang Feng: "Nothing was lost, thank you. Did you find this car? Has it always been here? No one has ever stepped out of the car?"
"No," Zhang Feng shook his head and replied, "The job assigned by our team is to find this car. I was patrolling here early this morning, and a small piece of debris got out of the car in a hurry. I saw that the license plate was correct.
, I went up to ask questions, but I didn’t expect this guy to run away and run very fast. I chased him a few steps and grabbed his clothes. He turned around and knocked on me with his cell phone. The phone was broken. Damn it, this guy ran away.
If you are too far away and can’t catch up, I will report it to the team.”
I sighed and said, "What does that person look like? Does he have anything in his hand?"
"I was wearing a hood, but I didn't see what it looked like," Zhang Feng recalled. "I was holding a bag in my hand. It was quite heavy. I don't know what it contained. But the car is here anyway, and the door is not closed.
, I will stay here all night."
Needless to say, there must be the copper disc and jade seal inside.
Now that these two things are gone, what should I bring to see Chen Ziqi? This car is worthless. Fortunately, Zhang Feng is still here, not even calling a tow truck for fear of damaging the scene.
I patted Zhang Feng, expressed my gratitude, and gave him some money privately.
After seeing Zhang Feng off, I carefully inspected the car.
The front bumper and engine hood were intact, but the windshield was shattered. Fortunately, the broken glass had not fallen down yet. There were dents and scratches on the left front fender and left rear fender of the car.
These marks are slightly older and occurred about two or three days ago. The dents are relatively deep at the front, in the shape of vertical strips, and become lighter and lighter at the back. There are faint yellow paint marks on the marks. In addition, the dents on the car body
No other scratches.
There is a disgusting smell in the car, like a swill bucket, that lingers. This is the result of the smell of food being locked in the car and fermenting. But if you smell this smell carefully, you will find that it is not too much.
A mixture of food flavors, not just a single one.
I quickly looked at the drink rack next to the gear shifter. There were many small receipts stuffed in it, all of which were checkout slips from restaurants. Sure enough, all the checkout slips had the same food written on them: spinach and egg noodles, but there was no name of the restaurant.
I crumpled the checkout slips and parking coupons into a ball and couldn't help but smile. I walked out of the car and asked a passerby: "Is there a large supermarket near here?"
The person I asked pointed to the west and said, "There is a Carrefour supermarket over there, but it's not open yet."
I nodded and thanked him, and walked straight to the west. As I walked, I paid attention to the changes in the road. After a while, a huge electronic sign appeared in front of me, which read: Supermarket underground parking lot, remaining parking spaces: 48.
The workers in the parking lot are busy repairing the lift pole at the exit.
I didn't walk over, but turned to the row of restaurant stores next to me. It was still early and the stores weren't open yet. On one of the store windows, there was a large advertising picture of spinach and egg noodles. It looked like
The color, aroma and taste are all mouth-watering.
I found a roadside flower bed, sat down quietly, and waited quietly.
This car thief, this guy who almost blew me up with a grenade, accidentally left so many clues that I could find him within a few minutes.
The vertical dents and scratches on the right side of the car were not caused by hitting a flat wall, but by objects like square pillars.
At the same time, the car's windshield was shattered, but the glass shards were not lost, indicating that it was hit not long ago. The front of the car was intact, but the windshield was broken. There is basically only one possibility in this situation, which is that it hit a parking lot.
Lifting pole at the entrance and exit of the field.
Therefore, the guy who stole my car must have broken the lifting rod when he came out of the parking lot, was chased by the staff, and fled to the square in a hurry.
Since this car has entered the parking lot, I can easily imagine that the yellow paint on the scratched area on the right side of the car was probably left by hitting the yellow barrier posts that are common at the entrance of the parking lot. (See below.
picture)
It is estimated that this guy accidentally touched the yellow gate pillar next to him when he was getting the parking card from the automatic card machine. As soon as he touched the right front, he hurriedly turned to the left, but he hit too much, so he immediately turned to the right rear.
Touched again.
The scratch marks are relatively old, probably two or three days ago. What’s strange is that this person was able to crash the car like this, and his driving skills were as bad as the peak. But why are there no scratch marks on other parts of the car?
The answer is simple: This guy stole my car, walked into the parking lot, and never came out.
Another point: If the parking lot is manned 24 hours a day, this guy will be grabbed after hitting the gate post, and it is impossible to let him park in. But since he can stay inside, that is to say, the entrance to this parking lot
, no one is guarding it at night. Judging from this, this parking lot should not belong to an office building, but probably a supermarket parking lot.
That's why I went straight to the supermarket.
The swill-like smell in the car meant that after parking the car in the parking lot, this guy ate and slept in the car. The smell of food had been sitting in the car for three days, making it so disgusting.
The reason why there are so many restaurant checkout slips in the drink rack is because he always calls to order takeout - if he eats in a restaurant, who would be so full that he would go out of his way to bring back the checkout?
However, this guy must have never been to this parking lot before, so the restaurant he ordered takeout from must not be too far from the parking lot. After he ate in for the first time, he asked for a phone number, and then the restaurant kept going
Deliver food to him.
Moreover, this is a guy with obvious obsessive-compulsive disorder, because every time he orders spinach and egg noodles.
I sat on the counter and looked at the restaurant.
Dude, since you lived in the car for three days, it means you have nowhere to go and you won’t run too far. So, for today’s lunch, your obsessive-compulsive disorder must still let you come here to eat spinach and egg noodles, right?