Looking up from the shoes, you can see a middle-aged man wearing dirty work clothes. He is not good-looking, and even a bit ugly.
If it weren't for the fact that his face bore a striking resemblance to Wu Guozhong's portrait, coupled with his undeniable sinister aura, no one would have guessed that this man was capable of keeping a group of gigolos to seduce rich women and amass wealth.
It was unclear whether Lu Qing's scrutinizing gaze was too intense, or Wu Guozhong was too perceptive.
He looked at Lu Qing immediately.
Lu Qing didn't want to alert the enemy, so he shouted directly:
"Waiter, give me another braised pork knuckle, the same one that the uncle ordered to go."
After saying that, she lowered her head again to eat.
Wu Guozhong looked at Lu Qing for a while, but didn't seem to notice anything unusual.
After receiving the takeout food, he left the restaurant.
Wang Yanjun was about to give chase, but Lu Qing stopped him:
“I’ve already sent the little paper doll with him, so I’m not worried about him running away.”
"Okay!" Wang Yanjun nodded and sat back down.
Lu Qing finished her meal slowly before chasing after Wu Guozhong.
Following the direction indicated by the little paper figure, they arrived at the old factory area that was under construction and renovation.
Wu Guozhong was not far away, working hard while pushing a cart of sand.
Wang Yanjun was puzzled:
"Are you sure he's the mastermind? Logically, he should have made a lot of money over the years, so why is he still working on construction sites?"
Lu Qing: "Perhaps he hasn't made enough money and needs a suitable cover identity. Construction worker is a good cover."
Gu Xicheng nodded in agreement:
"I agree. If we hadn't had Wu Guozhong's portrait, we would never have suspected that he was the mastermind behind the murder!"
"So what do we do now? Arrest them directly?" Wang Yanjun asked, frowning.
Lu Qing: "Why don't we wait and see where he hid the rest of those lecherous ghosts?"
Upon hearing this, the lewd ghost inside the talisman quickly said:
"I...I know! I can sense the presence of other ghosts here, and I can help you find where he lives."
Lu Qing took out the talisman and asked:
"Are you sure you can find it? You know what happens if you lie to me!"
The lecherous ghost nodded repeatedly: "I'm sure! I can sense their location!"
"Okay! I'll trust you one more time!"
Following the directions given by the lecherous ghost, Lu Qing and his two companions found an old residential area nearby.
The underground parking garages are all 30 to 40 square meters, and almost all the construction workers here rent houses here for convenience in commuting to and from get off work.
The three of them stopped in front of a garage in a corner.
"Celestial Master, this is it! The aura inside is very strong, and there are many of my kind!"
Lu Qing slowly approached and peeked through the crack in the door.
There were indeed many jars inside, and the atmosphere was very gloomy, just like the one on Wu Guozhong's body.
"It should be right!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanjun immediately stepped forward: "Step aside, let me handle this!"
As he spoke, he took two wires out of his pocket and inserted them into the lock, but ten minutes later, the lock remained unmoved.
Lu Qing frowned:
"Dude, are you sure you can handle this?"
Wang Yanjun gritted his teeth and stubbornly said, "Fine! Of course I can! How could I not be able to!"
"Wait a little longer, the door will open soon!"
Lu Qingyue grew increasingly anxious, and with voices coming from nearby, she quickly pulled Wang Yanjun away.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
After saying that, Lu Qing took out a talisman, flicked his finger, and the talisman burst into flames.
The flames flew into the lock and quickly melted the lock cylinder.
As soon as the door opened, the three of them rushed inside. Just as the door closed, several middle-aged women passed by.
Inside the house, Lu Qing listened to their sounds fading into the distance and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Yanjun: "I'm clearly a police officer, so why do I have to act like a thief when I handle cases!"
"We just don't want to alert them!"
After Lu Qing finished speaking, he began to look around the house.
The rental apartment wasn't big, but it was much better than the places they had seen before, and it even had a sense of life.
The jars containing the lewd spirits were neatly stacked in a cabinet. Lu Qing counted them; there were about eighteen.
While Lu Qing was pulling the lewd ghost out of the jar and sealing it into a talisman, Wang Yanjun and Gu Xicheng searched the rest of the room.
Wu Guozhong had a lot of cigars in the drawer next to his bed. Wang Yanjun had never smoked them, but Gu Xicheng knew their value.
"This thing costs 30,000 yuan apiece. It seems Wu Guozhong lives a very extravagant life in private!"
Wang Yanjun curled his lip: "Such good cigarettes, I've never even smoked one before!"
Gu Xicheng looked at the drawer and felt something was off:
"Why is this drawer so much shorter than the tabletop?"
Gu Xicheng removed the drawer and looked inside. Inside, there was a hidden compartment with a combination lock.
"Come quick, everyone! There's a combination lock here!"
"Hidden so well, it must contain Wu Guozhong's most important possession!"
Lu Qing unleashed his Samadhi True Fire once more, melting the combination lock.
Gu Xicheng opened the door to the hidden compartment and took out some things from inside.
There was a notebook that recorded the names of some rich women, their preferences, and the names of the male prostitutes who were responsible for seducing them.
There was also a photo frame with a picture of Wu Guozhong, a woman, and a child.
Wu Guozhong was very young at that time, with an ordinary appearance, but the woman next to him was very beautiful. The two of them standing together gave off a feeling of a beast and a beauty.
"Could this woman be Wu Guozhong's wife? They're such a mismatch!" Wang Yanjun frowned.
Lu Qing flipped through the diary. The first part contained information about the rich woman, but the second part was Wu Guozhong's diary.
"I proposed to Amei today, and she actually said yes! I'm so happy! I swear, I will treat her well for the rest of my life!"
“Amei is pregnant, I’m going to be a father, I’m very happy, but Amei isn’t so happy. She says my salary is too low and I can’t support her and the baby at all. She wants to have an abortion, but I don’t want to.”
“I brought Amei’s parents over. They persuaded Amei for a long time, and Amei finally agreed to keep the child, but she asked me to find a job with a higher salary.”
"This is my tenth day of job hunting. I can't afford any high-paying jobs, but luckily I'm strong enough to work on construction sites. I can earn 8,000 yuan a month, which is 3,000 yuan more than my previous salary. That should be enough to support my child!"
"It's not enough! It's still not enough money! Every time Amei sees me, she asks for money. I feel like I'm her ATM. She's constantly asking me for money. I'm so sad!"
"..."
“My child is one year old. Amei left the child with my mother and went to work. She no longer asks me for money, which makes me feel much more relaxed.”
“Since I started working, Amei has become more and more beautiful. She wears different clothes and different jewelry every day. She is no different from a young girl. I should be happy to have a beautiful wife, but every time I walk with Amei, I always feel that I am not her husband but her slave.”
“Amei doesn’t like me getting close to her. She even looks disgusted when I touch her. I’m very angry, but I can’t do anything about it.”
“Amei betrayed me. She didn’t go out to work at all; she hooked up with a rich man. The money she brought home was given to her by another man…”
The diary ended there, leaving Lu Qing and the others dumbfounded.
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