"Hey!!! Hey!" Liu Dongsheng kept throating at the phone, but the other side had already hung up. "The fuck... who is it??"

"What's wrong? Brother Liu? Who?" Erga pushed the door and came in again, seeing that Liu Dongsheng's expression was wrong, "Is it okay, Brother Liu?"

"It's okay...you go and arrange the interrogation room..." Liu Dongsheng calmed down and called the phone back to his home. As soon as he rang twice, Mrs. Sun answered the phone, "Hey, who?"

"Oh...it's me..." Liu Dongsheng felt relieved when he heard that his wife seemed to have nothing to do, "Did you call me just now?"

"Me? No..." Mrs. Sun's tone seemed inexplicable.

"Oh... that's all right..." Liu Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that someone was playing a prank again. He probably passed the person who had been arrested by himself. Only those who were released after the sentence could soon form a strengthening company. As an old detective who solved countless cases, it is inevitable to be intimidated. However, the real experienced detectives understand that those sentenced have tasted the taste of lying in prison and never dared to cause trouble again. For these people with criminal records, the consequences of seeking revenge on the police are the same as drinking pesticides directly. Calling a few anonymous phone calls to write a few threats is at most to seek psychological pleasure...

In the interrogation room, Liu Changyou curled his lips and looked indifferent. He asked no questions and seemed to have forgotten the incident of peeing his pants last night.

"Liu Changyou, I'll ask you again! What's your relationship with Liangzi?" Although Liu Dongsheng has seen many people who are not afraid of boiling water, it is rare to see such thick skin as Liu Changyou at this moment.

"Comrade Police, how many times have I said it? We are ordinary friends. A few years ago, I worked in Nanmu Furniture for a while and asked him to deliver goods... He died at my house. You can't find out the murderer. Are you competing with me?"

"Do you remember this?" Erga took out the photo of Yu Baicai, "There are hundreds of stores on Shenyang Road, why are he looking for you?"

"I am really! It's reliable..." To be honest, Liu Changyou may not believe these two words... "Who is a little bit good and doesn't want to find someone who knows the truth to join me... I said to comrade police, don't bully me, I don't understand the law. You have been detaining me for more than 12 hours now! If you have nothing to do, I have to go back... The store will be closed for one day, but you can pay me a day of reimbursement?"

"Boss Liu, you have figured it out... what you sell is cultural relics..." Liu Dongsheng said sternly, "Explain Liangzi's affairs clearly, and you are the one who benefits the most..."

"How could I know it was a cultural relic...? The production date was not engraved on it..." Liu Chang could have something to do with his words and words.

"I don't know if it's a cultural relic, you dare to ask for 150,000 yuan!" Erga was young and had a hot temper. At this moment, he really wanted to send Liu Changyou to Beicang* alive.

"It's illegal to sell expensively? I open a jade shop. How much does my own goods cost? I have to go to the Price Bureau to declare it? I sell jade! No matter what cultural relics or cultural relics I enter my shop, I will sell them as jade! I sell expensive because the jade is good! Not long ago, a piece of jade in Yunnan was dug out of the mine and sold for more than 300,000 yuan. That's also a cultural relic...?"

"Okay, Boss Liu, since you don't want to say it today, we won't force you. If you want to go back, it's okay. The forensic doctor believes that the deceased's death is about 12 hours, that is, between midnight and five o'clock the night before yesterday. If you can show your absence, I'll let you go back now... If you can't remember, please stay here for a few more days and recall the memories well. We have delicious food, drink and treat you well..." Liu Dongsheng secretly gave Erga a look, and Erga swallowed all the swear words that had just arrived at his mouth.

"This..." Liu Changyou glared and hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Think about it carefully. We have time... Xiao Li... takes Boss Liu back to the 'room'..." Liu Dongsheng smiled and waved his hand. Liu Chang was helpless. He glanced at Liu Dongsheng fiercely, stood up angrily and went back to the voyage with Xiao Li.

"Hey... you're really a little bit! I don't understand why he's lost his words as soon as you ask him to show evidence of being absent?" Erga asked after Liu Dongsheng's butt.

"Hehe, what can I do from twelve to five o'clock?" Liu Dongsheng asked.

"Sleep..."

"What if I don't sleep?"

"This... watch TV..." Erga was also confused.

"Bah! You have been with me for so many years and don't understand this truth! What can you do between twelve and five o'clock? It's nothing more than prostitution, gambling and burglary! Or being with other people in the criminal gang! Even if he does these things, he can't say them, and he will be detained as soon as he says it! If he sleeps, there will be no evidence of being absent, so he has to stay here obediently!" Liu Dongsheng smiled, "He can take this evidence of being absent, and he has to stay here obediently!"

"Oh... I really have you!" Erga scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "By the way, I think something is wrong with Liu Chang. Last time I tried him, I was polite and humble. Why did he become arrogant today?"

"Two possibilities..." Liu Dongsheng had long seen this. "One is that someone informed him and gave him how to deal with the police to deal with the interrogation. The other is that he has begun to notice our actions, so he has also begun to be vigilant..."

"Announcement?" Erga was stunned. "How could someone inform me if they were locked in the account? Could it be that there was a traitor in our bureau?"

"That's a big deal!" Liu Dongsheng curled his lips, "Did our bureau collect a bicycle stealer this morning? It is said that an old lady in her sixties in the neighborhood committee caught him? Is this a matter? You were still talking about it as a joke..."

"Ah!" Erga suddenly realized, "I'll bring that kid over now! It must be this little bastard who sneaked in under the pretext of stealing a car to report to Liu Changyou!"

"Come back!" Liu Dongsheng yelled, "Don't alert the enemy! Seeing Liu Chang's performance today, I don't seem to know that we have gone to his house. You kid arrive half an hour in advance tomorrow morning. As soon as the director comes, he immediately signs a search warrant for me! With evidence, I don't believe that kid won't leave it!"

After eating a bowl of ramen outside, Liu Dong got home almost eight o'clock.

"Hey... why is it so early..." Mrs. Sun was a little surprised, "I just finished packing the table. I knew you would have come back so early to leave you a meal..."

"It's okay... I've eaten outside..." Liu Dongsheng entered the house and sat on the sofa. He said that he had been so tired these two days, and none of his body was sour.

"Old man, I tell you, today, I picked up fifty dollars as soon as I went out!" Mrs. Sun also entered the house and turned off the TV a little.

"Hmm? Fifty yuan? I picked up fifty yuan on the side of the road and handed it over to the police uncle... Let the police uncle see..." Liu Dongsheng also sang.

"Wait for me to get it for you..." Mrs. Sun seemed to be in a good mood, so she took out her wallet from her bag and looked for it. "You said it's a bit strange, just throwing it in the grass pit. The people coming and going didn't see it, just my sharp eyes! The money is new!" Mrs. Sun took out her wallet and began to churn.

"Hey? It's weird..." Unable to find the fifty yuan, Mrs. Sun took out a piece of horse manure paper about the size of a dollar banknote from her wallet. A line of words were written red, like red ink, but it was written very grassy and couldn't see what was written clearly. "How come there is such a thing?"

"What!?" When his wife said something strange, Liu Dongsheng's nerves immediately tense up, "Show me!"

After taking the horse manure paper, Liu Dongsheng took the paper in his hand and looked carefully at the Guaner lamp. It was definitely the kind of horse manure paper with the worst texture. The kind that is used for paper money in the shroud shop. The handwriting on the paper has no indentation, the strokes are very thick but the force is even, as if it was written with the smallest regular brush. From the analysis of his own softness and hardness, the "ink" used for writing may be... blood!

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Note: *Beicang: Beicang Town, Tianjin. Because the earliest crematorium in Tianjin is located near Beicang Town, in the local proverb in Tianjin, "Benbeicang" has the hidden meaning of "Ben Crematorium".

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