Xingtu waited quietly for Xiaoya to fall asleep, and then walked into the next room.
There are lights on in the next room,
Guan Guan is sitting on the chair waiting for his arrival.
"Master Guan Guan, thank you for what happened just now." Xingtu lowered his head and thanked him.
Guan Guan calmly stared at Xingtu, and then said: "You don't need to thank me, I'm just here to kill you and not deal with the aftermath."
"Well, Master Guan Guan, I want to ask you a favor."
"What, Commissioner Xingtu, are you so kind-hearted that you want to adopt this child?" Guan Guan had already guessed Xingtu's request.
"Just as you thought," Xingtu said softly, "this child's parents have passed away, and there are no other family members around him."
"Xingtu, you really like to stir up trouble." Guan Guan looked at the confused Xingtu and rushed over and grabbed his collar.
"I usually do things coquettishly, but now I do things so decisively."
The eyes of the criterion looked at him like a scale measuring fairness, as if to find out the sin in his heart.
"Because the severity of the matter is different." Xingtu remained calm.
"Is this your answer?"
Xingtu said in a pleading tone: "Guideline, for the sake of our cooperative relationship, please keep it secret for me and do not report it to the federation."
"Okay." Guan Guan unexpectedly compromised on Xingtu, "Then we'll make a decision based on your final performance after the investigation is completed."
"After all, we still have a cooperative relationship."
"But your values are really not suitable for doing this kind of behind-the-scenes work." Guan Guan sharply pointed out Xingtu's problem, "I should say that it would be more suitable for you to rush in directly and say 'nothing is allowed to move'."
"Good night, Lord Chongzhuan." Xingtu walked out of Chongzhuan's room without changing his expression.
The next morning, Xingtu felt something penetrate into his arms.
It couldn't be Xiaoya's child, Xingtu opened his eyes with fantasy.
What greeted him was not Xiaoya's warm embrace, but Guan Guan's right foot.
"You, you..." Xingtu stared blankly at the criterion.
"What are you doing? You picked her up, why are you pretending to be a gentleman?" Guan Guan looked very angry, "You sleep on the floor by yourself, don't you know how dirty the floor is?"
"Sorry, I was really sleepy." Xingtu could only apologize.
Lying on the cold floor all the time made Xingtu's muscles sore.
"I'll give you ten minutes, put on your clothes immediately and go gather downstairs," Guan Guan moved his feet, "It's five o'clock in the morning, and the morning market has already started."
Xingtu quickly got up from the floor, "What about Xiaoya?"
"You really care about her," Guan Guan glanced at Xiaoya's happy sleeping face, "I called the local federal agent, don't worry, leave it to him."
Guan Guan whispered: "I will contact him and send Xiaoya to your home intact. You only need to focus on executing the task."
"Can I trust you?"
"Who do you think you are talking to? I am [Guan Guan]." Guan Guan's tone did not hesitate at all.
During the preparation process, Guan Guan took out a bottle of magical disguise potion.
After applying it on her face, she became a completely different person.
"There is such a good thing." After seeing it, Xingtu also praised the magic of the potion.
"This is a necessity for underground work."
It had just entered daylight in Slum No. 13, and the sky was dark and dark.
But the dark sky cannot hide its own harsh environment.
Most of the people here have little education and work low-cost part-time jobs to make a living.
Among them, the eloquent ones set up a few stalls on the roadside, using their words and goods to support themselves.
The target of Criterion and Star Road is the vendors in the morning market.
"Come and take a look at the freshly baked snacks."
“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by, buy one get one free on our bread, there are many discounts.”
"Brand new daily necessities, all for two yuan, pick whatever you like."
"Nice clothes, full clearance sale, big loss sale."
The merchants' shouts echoed in Slum 13.
"Ha~"
Xingtu still looked like he hadn't woken up, but he naturally blended in with the crowd around him.
…
Last night, at nine o'clock sharp.
After confirming that Xingtu was asleep, Guan Guan took out the locator, which recorded the location of a certain person.
A few minutes later, Zhejiang appeared in the center of a spacious house. The person in front of her was the fat man who knocked down the little girl.
"Who the hell are you!" The big fat man looked very panicked, losing all his previous momentum. "You, don't come over here."
The principles lifted him up in the air like a fat pig.
No one knew that her weak body contained so much power.
"Me? You don't need to know who I am, because the dead cannot speak."
Principles are like the murderous intent flowing in the eyes covered with ice.
Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly took out the gold necklace hidden in his neck.
"I'll give you this treasure, just be okay and let me go, okay?"
The guidelines don't say
Instead, he took out a knife and inserted it into the big fat man's body without hesitation.
The big fat man's face became distorted, he groaned in pain, and grunted like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"Money can't buy time, let alone life." Principle said without changing his expression.
"Auntie, whatever you want, I will give you everything you want, including my body."
"I'm not kidding you!" Zhong Guan raised the knife and neatly cut off the thing on the fat man's lower body.
The big fat man made a sound like killing a pig, and blood flowed down between his legs.
The whole world is pure.
Guan Guan said coldly: "What a man full of dirty desires from beginning to end."
Guan Guan wiped the dirty blood off the dagger, then placed the dagger across his neck.
"I ask you one last time, do you want to survive?" Guan Guan said without mercy.
"I do, I definitely do. What do you need me to do?" The fat man said weakly, enduring the pain in his lower body.
"If you still have a gold necklace in Slum No. 13, there must be someone behind you, right?" Criterion asked a question that could not be refused.
As the dagger kept sliding towards the big fat man's throat, the big fat man began to panic.
"Yes, there is indeed someone behind me. But I only contacted him through an informant. I really don't know his information." The big fat man said loudly with all his strength, "The informant is the only one selling pancakes and fruits in the morning market.
A middle-aged uncle, his hair is all white."
The code stopped sliding the dagger, "It seems you didn't lie,"
"Then I..."
Before the big fat man had finished speaking, Zhen Guan wiped his neck directly.
The blood on his neck was gushing like a fountain, "I knew... hum."
The big fat man seemed to already know his fate, but he laughed disdainfully.
"The answer you gave me was not the answer I wanted. That roundabout answer was already worth your time to live."
Before he could finish speaking the words of the guidelines, the big fat man stopped breathing.
The clue was finally found.
The big fat man's body fell down, and a strong smell of blood began to spread from his body.
Guidelines simply masked the pungent smell with detergent.
Afterwards, the sound insulation devices deployed in advance around the room were dismantled intact.
After settling the funeral affairs, Guan Guan locked up the entire big house airtightly.
In Slum No. 13, this kind of murder and robbery is very common. Even if someone discovers it dozens of days later, they just come to eat the leftovers and divide the property.
When the criterion left, it was already dark and windy.