Chapter 102 Rich people are the enemy of the public!
Hao Weida raised his head with an aggrieved look.
"My dear client, at your age, you still only want to rent a house and get married. Which woman would like you?"
The woman was really angry and funny, and she scolded her repeatedly.
"Ah, I'm really sorry."
Hao Weida silently untied the napkin around his neck, crumpled it into a ball in his hand.
The woman in front of him is a dating consultant he found online. She specializes in one-on-one counseling for slow-selling products like him that no one cares about in the dating market. Today is the first formal training. Obviously, he has completely screwed up.
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When it comes to blind dates, Hao Weida really loves and hates them.
Although on the surface, his external caliber is always: I hate blind dates, I am helpless and disgusted, but I have to go.
But in fact, no one desires the nourishment of love more than him. He has fantasized countless times about having a vigorous love relationship like the male protagonists in Korean dramas, but fantasies can only be fantasies after all, and reality is still very cruel.
He doesn't have the usual luck, nor does he have any qualifications to succeed. Because of his body shape and appearance, he is often disliked by others...
There had been so many blind dates before but all ended in vain. Although he said he didn't like it and had no feelings for it, he knew the real reason better than anyone else. To put it bluntly, it was because he was too frustrated...
Of course, although he is self-aware, he also has a stubborn heart. He firmly believes that congenital deficiencies can be made up for through acquired efforts.
We still have to have dreams, what if they come true?
"Remember, don't show all your cards at the beginning. Squeeze it out slowly, bit by bit, like toothpaste."
Hao Weida kept nodding, his face turned red, and the napkin in his hand was completely crumpled into a ball.
However, the young and beautiful dating consultant seemed to have no intention of stopping just yet.
"Tell me about you. You already have a lot of visible shortcomings, and you have to pour out the invisible ones. How can you still make it happen?"
Hao Weida nodded and silently raised the fifth cup of coffee he had just refilled.
"Oh, why are the women here in Jinghai so picky!" He muttered.
"Oh, no one, no one."
The female consultant held several pieces of information in her hand and looked at them over and over again, with a look of helplessness on her face.
"You said you have an annual salary or a brain, but you have nothing. There is no one to recommend! Really, this is the first time. As for this girl, she still chooses appearance. Who should I recommend?"
"Ding ding ding..." came a pleasant ringtone from the phone.
Hao Weida looked at his cell phone with some embarrassment. It was a call from Yuan Chen.
"I've told you several times, didn't I tell you to turn off the phone?"
The female consultant was feeling upset, and Hao Weida's disobedience obviously angered her even more.
"Sorry, sorry, it's a work call from the bureau."
Grandma, I won’t fight you in the morning or in the evening, but you come to harass me when I’m busy with important things in my life. You really know how to choose the right time!
He pressed the answer button and spoke directly to the other end of the phone:
"I'm busy now, call me later."
When he said this, he was already suppressing his anger.
However, just as he was about to hang up the phone, his hand froze there, his eyes slowly widened, and his expression gradually solidified.
This posture lasted for ten seconds...
"What, the whole family was killed?"
He couldn't help but scream out, but when he realized this, it was already too late.
The female consultant raised her head and looked at him with a strange look.
Hao Weida glanced at the past, their eyes met, and time seemed to have stopped.
"Didn't you say it's not dangerous or busy?"
Her eyes were wide open, her tone was fierce, and she looked like a tigress about to eat someone.
"Yes...yes."
Hao Weida slapped his head and sighed heavily.
"I made it up at this time, damn it!"
............
Hao Weida did not drive when he went out, so he could only choose a taxi to go to the crime scene.
Looking at the rising price meter, he felt his heart bleeding.
The location sent by Yuan Chen showed that it was in Binhai District, which was really dozens of kilometers away. If it wasn't for the case, he would never have gone here.
After sleeping for a while, the car finally drove into a villa area.
Finally arrived.
"Master, get off the car." The driver had already begun to urge.
Hao Weida reluctantly took out a hundred-dollar bill and went out, took the change, but had no intention of getting out of the car.
"Receipt, give me the receipt together."
Don't look at this small piece of paper, how can you get reimbursed without this thing!
After getting out of the car, standing in the middle of the road, looking at the villas lined up on both sides, Hao Weida sighed sincerely:
"Oh, the house is so nice!"
How much money do you need to earn to buy a house like this?
He moved forward along the navigation path and paid attention to the surrounding environment.
As expected of a place where rich people live, no less than three monitoring devices are installed at almost every intersection here, not only on the road, but also under the eaves of some houses, making it almost airtight.
Under such surveillance, let alone a group of people, let alone a dog, would not be able to sneak past this area silently.
What kind of person would think of coming here to kill someone?
He opened WeChat again and took a look. It was sent along with the location and a photo.
That shot should have been of a wall, with a family photo hanging on it, and five human figures vaguely visible.
But what is more eye-catching is the line of text below this photo.
It was written in blood on the wall.
"The rich are the public enemy."
Hao Weida repeated this sentence several times and started to nod unconsciously.
"Damn, you're so right. Aren't these rich people the public's enemies?"
It was just what he said from the bottom of his heart!
He recalled the embarrassing experience in the morning and felt a headache.
If he had a lot of money and such a luxurious house, then there would be many beauties vying to get into his arms if he even kissed her.
If you can't get it yourself, you don't want others to get it. You may even be jealous and jealous, thus planting the seeds of hatred...
Maybe, this is what the murderer was thinking.
Unknowingly, he had already reached the door of the villa where the crime occurred.
When he opened the door and saw the bloody footprints on the floor, he almost vomited his lunch.
After all, he was a criminal police officer. After calming down for a while, he put on his gloves, squatted down, and carefully observed the blood stains on the floor.
"According to the on-site investigation operating regulations, the more messy the crime scene is, the more attention must be paid to protecting the scene."
He decided to go to the study room on the first floor first and heard that the family's daughter died there.
Standing on tiptoes, he cautiously walked to the door of the study. As soon as he turned his head, he almost screamed in fright.
There was a person lying on the floor of the study room!