There is only one person in Ping An's apartment who meets this age standard, and that is the old man in the landlord's house who has difficulty even eating.
"Something's wrong. Judging from the news, the owner of the apartment building should be an old man, but the landlord who received me is actually a middle-aged man." Chen Ge stood up, walked to the wall, and eavesdropped.
The TV set on the wall was very loud and played meaningless advertisements.
"If you watch TV normally, shouldn't you change the channel as soon as you encounter an advertisement? But now they have been listening to the advertisement for several minutes." Chen Ge pressed his ears against the wall, "I must have overlooked something."
He calmed down and thought about it from beginning to end: "After I entered the room, I heard the sound of smashing rice bowls from next door. Then the landlord began to abuse the old man wantonly, and then the volume of the TV suddenly turned up... The old man sat down
Unable to move in a wheelchair, it must be the landlord who turns up the volume, but why would he do that?”
Chen Ge narrowed his eyes, and a thought came to his mind: "Is the landlord abusing the elderly? Using the volume of the TV to cover up the sound of beatings?"
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was: "I had just moved in, and there was the sound of a broken rice bowl next door. The timing was too coincidental. Could it be that the old man broke it intentionally? After all, according to common sense, it was just a smash.
It’s just a bowl. There is no need for the landlord to get so angry. Yes! He is afraid that the old man will attract my attention."
"But why should he be afraid? Why should the old man ask for help?"
A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and Chen Ge remembered a detail from before. When the landlord insulted the old man, he was too excited and mixed in a few foreign dialects.
"The old man's family are all from Jiujiang, but the landlord is a foreigner. He should not have a deep blood relationship with the old man."
"Normally speaking, it is impossible for an old man to hand over his property to an outsider, unless a lame man takes over the magpie's nest and holds the old man hostage! If this is the case, then his true identity may be a greedy caregiver.
It could be a thief who broke into the house, or it could be the murderer from a few years ago!"
It’s terrifying to think about it!
Chen Ge clenched his fist: "No wonder he suddenly ran to the door of my house to eavesdrop. It turned out to be a thief with a guilty conscience."
His forehead was sweating. Reasoning was still too difficult for Chen Ge. He had not systematically studied criminal investigation and logic, so he could only follow it bit by bit.
"What should we do now? Just rush to the next door and beat the landlord to death with a tool hammer? No, it's too impulsive. If the reasoning is wrong, the consequences will be disastrous." Singer Chen was holding a tool hammer in his pocket and a fruit knife stuffed in his pocket.
Walking around.
"Looking for an opportunity to confirm again? No, what if the snake is alerted? The murderer may have accomplices. I can't defeat four people with just two fists. Once they target me, my own situation will become very dangerous."
"Now I don't have any substantive evidence, everything is just imagination. Besides, the most important purpose of my coming here is to find the murderer of the murder case four years ago..."
Chen Ge fell into distress again. After a while, the sound of the TV in the next room suddenly stopped, and it was so quiet that it was scary.
"What's going on?" He quietly opened the door, squatted on the ground, and looked through the crack in the door of the next room. It was pitch dark inside, and even the lights were turned off.
"Going to bed after eight o'clock?" Chen Ge squatted at the landlord's door with a tool hammer. He suddenly felt that his appearance might cause others to misunderstand him. He quickly looked back and found that no one was there before stuffing the hammer into his arms.
, returned to his room.
"It may not be accurate just to speculate based on the news on the Internet. It would be great if a professional could help me analyze it now." Chen Ge lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone. In his contact list, except Xu Wan,
Except for that, the others never seemed to speak.
"As a person, I am dedicated enough to be as dedicated as I am."
Chen Ge thought for a long time. Among all the people he had come into contact with, the only one who could be related to the investigation of the case was the unlucky kid who was stunned by the shock - Heshan.
"Forensics should be better than me." He opened his short video personal homepage, and as soon as he logged in, he saw dozens of private messages in the background.
He clicked on one at random, and it turned out to be a message sent to him by a studio manager on the platform, who wanted to invite him to join.
"Is this person a talent scout?" Chen Ge didn't have time to look at it now. He was immersed in looking for Heshan's ID and didn't take it to heart at all.
But who knew, after a while, the studio sent another private message.
"Are you there? We watched your video and it has great potential. Do you have any plans to cooperate with us?"
"We can contact our own big anchors to attract traffic for you and increase your exposure."
"It's difficult for a person to succeed alone. Basically all the anchors on the platform will work together. You can consider it."
"Are you there?"
Chen Ge got a little angry after pop-up windows appeared one after another. He was currently fighting a murderous maniac from five years ago. How could he have the time to join a studio? He just replied to the person with two words: "Not here."
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"Haha, you are young and energetic. Consider our studio. You only need to mark your short video with the logo of our studio, and we will provide you with the best channels to let more people see you."
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested at the moment." Chen Ge felt that he was polite enough. If someone else was in the same situation, he would probably criticize him a few words and then directly block him.
"That short video of yours has the potential to become a hit, but you have to understand that this is only a possibility. The platform has an average of one million short video uploads every day, and you are just the luckier one. Modern people pursue
Faster entertainment, they don’t have the patience to wait, the world will have more eye-catching gimmicks and hot spots every moment, if you don’t operate it well, your video will be submerged soon.”
"Let's talk tomorrow, I'm very busy now." Chen Ge had already found Heshan's ID.
"Is there anything busier than making money? If you really don't want to, we can change our cooperation method. For example, we can spend money to buy your shooting methods..."
Chen Ge didn't talk nonsense to him, blocked him directly, and then sent a message to Heshan.
To his surprise, Heshan replied to the private message in less than a second: "Boss, I've been waiting for you to release a new video!"
"Wait a moment. I have a very important question to ask you." Chen Ge asked for Heshan's phone number. After dialing the number, he lowered his voice and told him the cause and effect of the matter.bdshare();