He groped the wall, feeling its size and surface. The damp plaster wall was a bit rotten and easily carved. Now he had to consider the size and position of the words.
He wrote several words of different sizes and positions on the wall intermittently.
He didn't want his captors to understand.
Just as he finished writing, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and the sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of unlocking came from outside.
He slowly put the key back into his pocket, wiped the dust on his hands on his clothes, sat down on a broken box, and waited quietly. At this time, he was very worried about his fate!
The door opened, and a man with a short haircut walked in, staring at him with cold eyes.
He whispered: "Mr. Lai, I'm going to take you out now and find another place to live. I hope you won't shout and move around. I don't want your life now!"
As soon as his hand moved, Leitunde saw it. He was holding a dagger, shining with a cold light.
After a while, two people came over, one took his arm, pulled him up and walked out.
After exiting the building, the sky outside was dimly lit, and the nearby houses were just showing their outlines. The surrounding was very quiet, there was no one in sight, there was only the sound of slight footsteps. He was familiar with Shanghai, but he couldn't figure out what it was for the moment.
place.
He was carried by two people and quickly walked out of the alley. Then he was pushed into a car and his head was covered.
When the car started and sped forward, he suddenly felt sad in his heart.
He felt that the words he wrote on the wall might not be good. There might be very few people who could understand these words, and no one would even take a second look at the wall. Unless the "ghost detective" from the Nan City Police Station saw it.
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However, two of his bodyguards were killed by those people, and no one reported the crime! How could others know!
Even if the "ghost detective" has great abilities and has the help of gods and ghosts, he still can't find it here!
When Laitunde thought of this, he couldn't help but feel desperate and anxious.
1-22
The "ghost detective" that Lai Dunde thought of was actually Gui Longhai, the detective section chief of the Nanshi Branch of the Shanghai Police Department. He was also the master case handler that Peng Shaoyong mentioned to Chen Zifeng.
In the old city of Nan City, everyone knows Section Chief Gui, who handles cases like a god and can catch people with ease. Therefore, they all call him "Ghost Detective" behind his back, as if there are really ghosts and gods helping him handle cases.
Gui Longhai struggled from a low-level policeman and had never been trained in a police academy.
He doesn't follow any rules or regulations when handling cases, and he dares to use all kinds of evil tricks, but he repeatedly solves major and strange cases, which is why he is where he is today.
Once, the home of a wealthy businessman in Nan City was robbed, and a thief stole three gold bars.
The little thief was caught as soon as he went out, but the stolen goods could not be found inside or outside.
Several experienced old policemen took turns interrogating him, some were vicious, some were kind, and some slapped him so hard that he rolled all over the floor. But this little thief just refused to admit that he had stolen the gold bars.
This is a bit helpless. The little thief refuses to admit his crime and has not found the stolen goods. Even the Lord of Hell has nothing to do with him.
One day, Luan Shigui, the director of the Nanshi Police Station, came to Gui Longhai and said in embarrassment: "Longhai, the owner of that house has relatives in the city government, and the complaint has been filed with the mayor. If this case is not solved, our branch will
There may be trouble. Think of a way to solve this case."
Gui Longhai's mouth tilted to one side. He had heard about this case a long time ago, and even several veteran investigators had not solved it.
But now that the director spoke, he could only nod and continue.
The next day, the little thief was taken to the interrogation room early. The clerk who took the records also arrived early.
But Gui Longhai never showed up. The thief and the clerk looked at each other, and they could only sit at the table and wait stupidly.
An hour later, Gui Longhai finally arrived.
As soon as he entered the door, he first took off his hat and hung it on the coat rack, then took off his belt and hung it on the coat rack. Finally, he took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack carefully.
Suddenly he found a stain on his sleeve, so he took a towel and wiped it with water.
He wiped it for about ten minutes.
The clerk and the thief in the interrogation room could only look at him blankly. Gui Longhai was the chief of the detective section, and the clerk did not dare to rush him.
Finally, he finally wiped his clothes clean. He looked up and down and hung them up neatly, then staggered to the back of the table and sat down.
He lit a cigarette, smoked it slowly, looked at the clerk, then at the thief, and looked back and forth several times before asking a question that made people stunned.
He asked the little thief: "What are you doing here?"
The little thief was so shocked that his eyes widened and he opened his mouth and said, "It's okay."
He yelled: "It's okay, what are you doing here! Get out of here!"
The little thief felt stupid again and stood up fearfully, but he didn't dare to leave for a while.
The clerk said hurriedly: "Section Chief Gui, Chief Gui, he...he is the criminal and stole the gold bars from Zhang Cai's family."
He turned back and glared at the thief: "Did you steal someone else's gold bar?"
The little thief finally came to his senses and hurriedly said: "No, no. I am a good citizen, and I have never done anything..."
When he said this, he still lacked confidence.
Gui Longhai turned to the clerk and said: "Please note that the criminal has admitted that he stole the gold bars from Zhang Cai's family. The process is detailed and accurate. Draw up a treatment opinion, death penalty! That's it, you have written it and report it to the director!"
As he said this, he stood up and seemed to be leaving.
The clerk hurriedly whispered: "Chief Gui, Chief Gui, what should I do if I steal gold bars and it's not enough to be sentenced to death?"
Gui Longhai glared at him and said: "Also, when the criminal escaped, he killed a witness! Isn't that enough! Damn it, you are bothering me with such a stupid thing! I'm leaving
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As he spoke, he staggered to the coat rack and inspected his coat again.
The clerk muttered in a low voice: "This, this, killing someone is enough to warrant the death penalty."
The little thief was completely panicked and shouted, "I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill anyone! Sir, don't accuse me wrongly! Don't accuse me wrongly! I just stole three gold bars and didn't kill anyone! Don't accuse me wrongly!"
Gui Longhai turned around and yelled at him: "You are talking nonsense! There are no gold bars! I didn't see any gold bars! You will be punished by death for lying to me!"
The little thief hurriedly said: "The gold bar... the gold bar is in the bird's nest, Zhang... on the tree in front of Zhang Cai's house, in the bird's nest!"
He suddenly stopped talking and looked at Gui Longhai and the secretary blankly.
Let him settle a case that couldn't be solved in this way.
Gui Longhai is what it is today not only because of these crooked ways, but also because of hard work and flexibility.
In Shanghai, there are three religions, nine streams, five elements and eight works. Who doesn't have them? If you don't handle any of the gods well, you will get into trouble. You have to deal with these people flexibly.
Therefore, although this Gui Longhai is smooth, he will never let go of the opportunity to make money. But there is one thing: he will never do evil or be a bad person. Most evil people will not end well, and he knows this!
In addition, when someone pays money to beg you, you have to do the job well and take care of the interests of all aspects, so that it can be considered complete.
It is his principle to treat people carefully and thoughtfully.
2-1
This morning, when Lai Dunde was sitting in the car talking about him, Gui Longhai got up at six o'clock on time.
He went to the kitchen to wash up first. Through the window, he saw his aunt turning on the stove and cleaning the toilet outside the door.
The aunt is from northern Jiangsu and works cleanly and quickly. Ever since his wife gave birth to a daughter, her aunt has been helping him at home. Later, his wife fell ill and passed away, and he couldn't do without her even more.
After he washed up, he went to his daughter's room. The daughter's room was small, with pictures on the walls and her dolls on the small square table. The daughter was six years old this year and was well-behaved, smart, and very cute.
He has been thinking about whether it would be time for his daughter to go to school in September.
The aunt said: "She is a little better and older. What's the hurry?"
The current situation is so bad, I wonder if there will be a war in Shanghai. He thought, let's wait and see.
His daughter was still asleep, her round little face flushed red, which reminded him of his deceased wife.
If his wife was still here, he wouldn't have to worry about these things as a father.
Sometimes his aunt would say to him: "Brother Gui, my daughter is still young, it would be nice to have a mother-in-law."