Chapter 164 Are there any normal people in the Liancheng Criminal Investigation Team...?
Shen Zhenzhu first went to the so-called "mahjong room" for a look, but there was no sound from inside. By the time she returned to Jinshan Funeral Home, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
The portrait artist wouldn't arrive until at least six o'clock, so Chen Zhenzhu and the others took the opportunity to rest.
Inside the incineration waiting room, all unrelated personnel had left. At Qiu's suggestion, Qiao Jinqiu's family members remained, making do with lying down in the waiting room.
Zhao Qiqi inspected the old police car, added engine oil, and inflated the tires.
He arrived at the duty room that Mu Zi had helped him find and saw Shen Zhenzhu and Xiaobai cleaning the bunk beds.
"The smell outside is finally less noticeable." Zhao Qiqi rubbed her nose and said uncomfortably, "Just thinking about what that smell is makes me uncomfortable."
“You’ll be sleeping in the duty room next door; Guo Zhiguan has moved to the opposite side. There aren’t many leads right now, so we’ll put the case on hold for now.” Shen Zhenzhu yawned and said, “I didn’t expect this unexpected troublemaker.”
"I'll think about it." Zhao Qiqi stood at the door, glanced at the end of the corridor, and whispered, "Still no leads from Captain Qiu?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "I'll ask Captain Qiu tomorrow if we want to work together on this case."
Xiao Bai, lying on the top bunk, said unhappily, "We went through so much trouble to find this person."
Shen Zhenzhu said slyly, "We need his attitude."
Xiao Bai quickly realized, "That makes sense. It's only right to ask, since we've done what we were supposed to do, they can't come after us."
Zhao Qiqi scratched his head and said, "Do you still have instant noodles? The cafeteria doesn't open until 6:30 tomorrow morning."
Xiao Bai pointed to the large backpack on the table and said, "There are instant noodles and sausages here, you can take them and eat them. I'll buy some more to keep on hand when I see a store later."
Zhao Qiqi happily took out instant noodles and sausages and went out the door, not forgetting to say to Shen Zhenzhu, "I'm going to sleep after I finish eating. If you call me, I'll come right away."
"Okay, nothing will happen." After making the bed and washing up, Chen Zhenzhu lay down on the bed and asked, "Xiaobai, are you cold?"
Xiao Bai dangled one hand from the side and said, "It's not cold, my hands are very warm."
Shen Zhenzhu raised her arm and touched it, then said reassuredly, "Go to sleep. We'll go find Lao Dao first thing tomorrow morning. After that, I need to have a thorough talk with the family members. We can't let one side of the story lead us astray. If we go down the wrong path in solving the case, all our hard work these past two days will have been for nothing."
"I think it's right." Xiao Bai rubbed his eyes sleepily and said, "I don't know why Director Liu would assign such a simple case to Team Four."
These words reminded Shen Zhenzhu. She heard Xiaobai on the upper bunk gradually falling asleep and breathing. She stared at the bed board with her eyes open for a while, not knowing when she had fallen asleep.
The next day, Chen Zhenzhu was awakened by the sound of footsteps walking back and forth in the corridor. She glanced at her watch; it was only 5:30.
The heating in the duty room was getting hotter and hotter. When Chen Zhenzhu woke up in the morning, her face was flushed and she wasn't even covered by a blanket.
She quietly put on her clothes and went outside to see Captain Qiu already standing at the end of the corridor, looking very energetic.
Qiao Qiao was crying and talking to him, and Captain Qiu nodded seriously.
When Shen Zhenzhu returned to the duty room, she suddenly noticed a head popping up above her. Xiaobai had gotten up.
"Captain Qiu is here, I'll go ask him." Shen Zhenzhu said, holding a comb and toiletries, referring to the joint investigation.
Xiao Bai, putting on her clothes, said, "Okay, I'll get up right away too."
After quickly washing up, Chen Zhenzhu appeared before Captain Qiu, looking equally refreshed.
Xiao Bai stood at the door, yawning, looking at Chen Zhenzhu and Qiu Taishan, wondering if the heads of the Major Crimes Unit were all too lazy.
"Hey, why are you still sleeping? I've already run a lap." Zhao Qiqi appeared in the corridor carrying two bags of steamed buns like a treasure, and said to Xiaobai, "The first batch of buns from the steamed bun shop outside looks pretty clean."
The smell of steamed buns perked Xiaobai up. He scratched his head and casually pulled it up, saying, "Brother Aqi, you're amazing! You ran pretty far, didn't you?"
Zhao Qiqi chuckled sheepishly, "It's good exercise too. I ate three baskets, but I brought four for you guys. Is that enough? If not, I'll go buy more."
Xiao Bai took the buns and placed them on the radiator, saying, "That's enough, enough. We'll eat together when Sister Pearl comes back."
At the end of the corridor, Captain Qiu saw Shen Zhenzhu wandering back and forth. After finishing his conversation with Qiao Qiao, he walked up to Shen Zhenzhu and asked, "Good morning, is something the matter?"
Shen Zhenzhu went straight to the point, without any preamble, and asked, "Captain Qiu, do you need to work together on this case?"
Bao Lüxian saw the body first, controlled the scene, and even the family members were in his hands.
Team Leader Qiu thought she was out of her mind: "Do you think I would agree?"
I asked that on purpose because I thought you wouldn't agree.
Shen Zhenzhu said regretfully, "That means you don't agree. Never mind, I'm leaving."
Captain Qiu pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
This feeling of disgust that he had been experiencing ever since Gu Yanzheng became the captain of the fourth criminal investigation team, was unexpectedly resurfaced in Shen Zhenzhu after that kid left.
Qiu Taishan didn't pay much attention when he learned that they had brought someone back in the middle of the night; it was probably someone who knew something about the situation.
Seeing Shen Zhenzhu running around with her people, Qiu Taishan told his subordinates that they couldn't be impatient when handling cases. Excessive physical exertion at the beginning would be detrimental to the pressure of solving cases later.
However... thinking back to when I arrived today, it was barely dawn.
He was still driving, and had just turned onto the small road leading to the funeral home and slowed down when a figure suddenly ran past the car and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the aroma of steamed buns.
This thing is as energetic as his silly dog.
Is there not a single normal person in Liancheng Team 4?
Seeing Chen Zhenzhu's excited expression, Qiu Taishan wondered if she was trying to trick him into giving him the clues, and refused without thinking.
His past experience told him not to easily believe the nonsense spouted by the Liancheng Fourth Team.
......
Having gotten the answer she wanted, Shen Zhenzhu returned to the duty room and first called the portrait artist Liancheng had hired. Learning he would arrive in ten minutes, she rolled up her sleeves and began stuffing steamed buns into her mouth. Hunger drives people mad.
The sound of high heels echoed down the corridor.
Mu Zi was surprised that they woke up so early and even brought over millet porridge, scallion rolls, and tea eggs from the cafeteria. Standing at the door, she hesitated and said, "You've already eaten? I bought so much."
"Not much, not much, you can finish them all." Zhao Qiqi gratefully accepted the food, estimated the appetites of Chen Zhenzhu and Xiaobai, and then grabbed two scallion rolls and started to eat.
"Sister, thank you for taking care of me." Chen Zhenzhu slurped up a mouthful of millet porridge, her eyes full of gratitude. She glanced out the window as she ate.
Seeing that they were still busy, Mu Zi said a few words and left.
Through the window, Shen Zhenzhu saw Qiu and his men leaving in a hurry. She vaguely heard someone mention the word "cheating" and guessed that they were going to Yu Wanqing's "partner," Guo Zhi.
However, Guo Zhi was on the opposite side.
They haven't eaten yet.
You'll have to go hungry for now.
Shen Zhenzhu packed a scallion roll and a tea egg into a bag for Guo Zhi, and said in a stingy tone, "If he doesn't cooperate with the portrait drawing, I won't give him the tea egg."
Xiao Bai took the bag, indignantly saying, "Not cooperating? Ha, we'll pry all the scallions off for him."
Shen Zhenzhu couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Zhao Qiqi almost choked: "Xiao Bai, why don't you learn something good?"
When the portrait artist arrived, he looked exhausted. He wouldn't have bothered to travel to the suburban funeral home in the early hours of the morning if the Major Crimes Unit hadn't asked him to.
Guo Zhi spent the night figuring things out for himself. To clear his name, he spoke very carefully. Based on his description of "triangular eyes, flat nose, round face, and full beard," the portrait artist quickly modified the drawing and the image of Lao Dao appeared before everyone.
"I'll go make a copy." Xiaobai grabbed the portrait and went to Muzi to borrow a copying machine. She didn't trust anyone else; Bao Lü's people were everywhere, and she was afraid someone would peek at it.
The portrait took almost an hour to complete, and since the portrait artist couldn't leave hungry, Chen Zhenzhu asked Zhao Qiqi to take the teacher to the cafeteria for a meal and gave Zhao Qiqi some money.
"Hey, I didn't bring my wallet," Chen Zhenzhu said.
Zhao Qiqi patted his pocket and said, "I have it, don't bother looking."
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Okay, I'll reimburse you later."
Just as Zhao Qiqi was about to leave, Shen Zhenzhu called him back and instructed him, "After you finish eating, quickly put the teacher on the car. You must see him off with your own eyes. Under no circumstances can Bao Lü's men kidnap him. If you do a good job, I'll give you a bonus later."
"Leave it to me." Zhao Qiqi cheerfully led the portrait artist to the cafeteria for his third meal of the day.
Shen Zhenzhu waited for half an hour before Qiu returned.
Seeing the dejected faces of Qiu's subordinates and the glaring expressions on their faces, she knew they had come up empty-handed.
When Qiu got out of the car, he saw Shen Zhenzhu standing in the spot where he had stood yesterday, looking down at him, with a man handcuffed next to her.
The other person's appearance was exactly the same as the lover Yu Wanqing had described.
Shen Zhenzhu greeted him with a forced smile: "Captain Qiu, you should have told me you were looking for him earlier. I brought him here last night."
These words made Bao Lü's men grind their teeth.
Although Qiu Taishan didn't grind his teeth, his expression darkened noticeably, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by wanting to work with me on a case this morning?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "What could it mean? I wanted to share the spoils with you. It's a pity you refused, and I'm really hurt. But after thinking it over, I can't be too selfish. Even if you don't accept it, I still have to express the friendly attitude of the Liancheng Criminal Investigation Team."
That's a pretty unfriendly thing to say.
"Then thank you." However, given the familiar connection, Qiu Taishan felt a sense of relief. He would feel uneasy if it were given to him for nothing.
Shen Zhenzhu glanced at the travel-worn faces of the group and said with a smile, "Look, Guo Zhi is right here. Consider this my gift to the Baolu City Police Bureau. Let's not be so tense all the time. We're all trying to solve the case as soon as possible, right? Do you have any clues you can exchange?"
Qiu Taishan said, "We still need to pry the clues out of Guo Zhi. I wonder if you already know this?"
Guo Zhi stood dejectedly next to Shen Zhenzhu, feeling like a soulless commodity. He dared not speak, afraid of disturbing the two important figures from the Major Crimes Unit, and lowered his head further and further.
Hearing that they were going to pry his mouth open, Guo Zhi trembled. He was about to open his mouth when he saw Shen Zhenzhu looking at him with a smile, so he closed his mouth again.
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Captain Qiu, if I could pry it open, I wouldn't be giving it to you."
"Giving up before you could pry it open?" Next to Qiu Taishan was Zhou Shengnan, a female police officer in her thirties, Deputy Captain Zhou, who looked at Chen Zhenzhu with sharp eyes, trying to see through her appearance to understand her true intentions.
Chen Zhenzhu said, "Okay."
Team Leader Chen is very cunning, and with Guo Zhi, whom they've been searching for, in their hands, not only Zhou Shengnan can't figure out her thoughts, but even Qiu Taishan is baffled. The others are even more confused.
A dozen or so members of the Baolu Criminal Investigation Team stood below, watching Chen Zhenzhu. They all thought in unison, "If it's free, we should definitely take it, but there's definitely something wrong with it."
Familiar methods, but unfamiliar routines.
So annoying.
Hearing Xiaobai calling from behind, Shen Zhenzhu didn't have time to continue chatting with them. Out of good wishes, she "given" Guo Zhi to Qiu Taishan: "Take it. We're all family, so don't be shy with me."
The Bao Lü group, who hadn't been polite from the start, looked at each other in bewilderment until they heard Captain Qiu give the order: "Bring the person over and handcuff them."
He looked at Chen Zhenzhu intently for a long time, and then said, "Thanks, Captain Chen."
Shen Zhenzhu nodded: "Comrades, you've worked hard."
Team Leader Qiu: "..."
The way you're saying this sounds like a leader is on an inspection tour.
"Go and investigate." But since he had taken someone else's "things," Qiu Taishan couldn't very well make fun of him. He led his men in silently past Shen Zhenzhu.
Once the footsteps had faded away, Chen Zhenzhu quietly came to the corridor and waved to Xiaobai: "Is the imprint complete?"
Little White, carrying a big backpack, exclaimed, "Okay!"
Zhao Qiqi, gripping the steering wheel, asked furtively, "Shall we go?"
"GOGOGO!" Shen Zhenzhu took off running towards the old police car.
Xiao Bai and Zhao Qiqi followed closely behind.
"Captain Qiu, where did they go?" a chubby policeman from Baolu asked. "Did they get some other leads? Should we have our men follow them?"
Team Leader Qiu glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Zhou Shengnan walked up to the fat policeman and said seriously, "Stealing other people's clues to solve cases? I can't afford to lose face like that."
We've already given Guo Zhi away for nothing. If we do that again, not only will she be ashamed, but the entire Baolu Municipal Bureau will also lose face.
Qiu Taishan walked to the door of the makeshift interrogation room, glanced at the trembling Guo Zhi, and said, "Confess yourself, or do I have to interrogate you?"
Guo Zhi hadn't expected to go through the same process twice. Seeing the fierce and terrifying police officers in front of him, he thought he was going to be taken away and executed. He wailed and shouted, "Don't arrest me! I'm really innocent! I'm really innocent! I've said everything I need to say, please don't wrong me!"
An hour later, Guo Zhi, who had given the instructions again, sat huddled in a corner, barely breathing.
Qiu Taishan asked Zhou Shengnan, "Why haven't we been able to contact the portrait artist yet?"
Zhou Shengnan hesitated and said, "There is a teacher in Liancheng who lives closest to us and has even worked with us once, but I can't get through to him when I call him."
"It's connected! His family said they've arrived at the funeral home." The chubby policeman slapped his forehead and said, "Oh dear, isn't that the one we saw when we passed each other earlier?"
Zhou Shengnan recalled that she did see a taxi leave on the side road. She couldn't remember who the person in the car was at the time, but now that she was reminded, she remembered: "Damn it, Captain Chen! She sent the portrait artist away right under our noses without even a way to contact her. How are we supposed to find her now!"
Others also said, "Isn't this just deliberately stalling for our time?"
Qiu Taishan's strange feeling was now clearly explained. He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, "Please ask another portrait artist, as soon as possible."
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"Old Dao often hangs out near 'mahjong parlors,' Tuanyuan Bathhouse, and the vicinity of Bailijin Hotel." Chen Zhenzhu said to Xiaobai and Zhao Qiqi in the car, shivering from the ride. "I've had someone take a copy of his portrait to the Information Technology Department to see if we can find any clues in the database. Now we need to go and search the places he frequents."
“Then let’s go to Tuanyuan Bathhouse. I heard from Guo Zhi that Lao Dao always goes there for a back scrub after ‘playing cards,’ and then takes a nap.” Xiao Bai said, “But it’s only seven thousand yuan. Is he really willing to kill someone? Guo Zhi isn’t lying to us, is he?”
Shen Zhenzhu pondered Guo Zhi's statement last night: "It seems like he's telling the truth."
Zhao Qiqi gripped the steering wheel tightly, praying countless times that the old police car wouldn't break down on the road. Right now, only the old police car was in the left lane; all the other cars had moved to the adjacent lane.
"Seven thousand yuan is a lot of money. I once heard my boss say that at the train station, a man got into an argument over being overcharged by 50 cents for a bowl of noodles, and ended up beheading the noodle shop owner. Blood was splattered all over the shop. When the police arrived, he was filled with regret. For 50 cents, both of their lives were ruined."
Shen Zhenzhu said, "You committed an impulsive crime. I've seen news reports about murderers who have killed people. They would kill for anything, not just seven thousand yuan, but even for a bite to eat. For them, one life or two lives are the same, since they'll get shot anyway."
Xiao Bai muttered to himself, "Could it be that Lao Dao is like that? Does he have other cases on his hands?"
Zhao Qiqi said, "Don't say that, anything is possible."
While in the car, Chen Zhenzhu went over the case with them again and said, "There are still many doubts in this case. Let's arrest those we can first and not let Qiu Taishan and his group get there first. It will be simple once the autopsy report comes out."
"Yes, we must solve the case before them and teach them a lesson."
"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold my head up high when I go back."
Tuanyuan Bathhouse is seven bus stops away from Jinshan Funeral Home and a forty-minute drive from Baolu Workers' School, the site of the incident.
The Reunion Bathhouse was located on a large slope. Zhao Qiqi parked the car at the bottom of the slope, and the three of them climbed up, avoiding the car.
"It's not far from the 'mahjong parlor,' just a ten-minute walk away, and it's a 24-hour bathhouse." Chen Zhenzhu looked at the large sign of the Tuanyuan Bathhouse, straightened up, put her hands on her hips, and said, "It doesn't seem like a legitimate business."
"This slope is really steep," Xiaobai said. "I'll tell my colleagues at the police station to come and walk on it more often when they have time."
Zhao Qiqi noticed Xiaobai carrying a large backpack and asked her, "Why didn't you put your bag in the car?"
Xiao Bai looked at him holding the steering wheel and said, "You don't even dare to put the steering wheel in the car, and you're criticizing me."
Zhao Qiqi rubbed his nose and laughed: "Next time I'll definitely get a nice car."
When we arrived at the entrance of the Reunion Bathhouse, a little girl who was in elementary school was sitting behind two glass doors. She was putting on her shoes and getting ready to go to class.
The little girl quickened her pace as she went out, but Chen Zhenzhu stopped her: "Excuse me, have you seen this person here before?"
The little girl glanced at it and said without thinking, "Uncle Lao Dao still owes us over a hundred yuan for bathing. He said he'd pay after he won the money."
Shen Zhenzhu asked, "Is he inside now?"
The little girl said anxiously, "I'm not a boy, how would I know about the men's bathhouse? If you want to ask, go ask my dad, he's at the counter. I'm going to be late for school."
"Thank you," Chen Zhenzhu said politely.
"It's no big deal."
After the little girl left, they went into the reunion bath.
The Tuanyuan Bathhouse had that characteristic damp, stuffy smell of a public bathhouse, and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows were covered with posters advertising various services offered there. Below the windows stood a row of large, waist-high aloe vera plants.
Outdoor shoes are placed in the cabinet to the left of the counter. People who have taken a number must change into slippers here before entering.
"Nobody takes showers inside. Who would come at this hour?" The chubby owner behind the counter said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. In front of him was a bowl of beef brisket noodles, with large chunks of beef brisket soaking in it. The food was quite good.
While Shen Zhenzhu was talking to him, Zhao Qiqi had already gone inside and headed towards the men's bath.
Although the fat boss didn't want him to go in, he dared not speak out because of the police investigation.
"Old Dao didn't come today?" Shen Zhenzhu handed the opportunity to ask Xiaobai a question. Xiaobai took out Old Dao's portrait and waved it in front of the fat boss, saying, "You know him, right? He owes money for a bath and won't pay. You don't have to help cover for him, do you?"
Chen Zhenzhu wandered around the narrow foyer and saw another door with a sign that read "Hairdressing," but the lighting and atmosphere inside didn't seem like a proper hairdressing place.
"He really didn't come today, and he hasn't been here for the last two or three days either. I guess he lost money." The fat boss replied helplessly when he saw them talking to his daughter. "Actually, he doesn't owe me much. He still owes the barbershop more than a thousand yuan."
Xiao Bai said, "Why does a Western-style haircut cost over a thousand?"
The portly boss smiled and said, "Hair transplant."
Sensing the bluff in his tone, Xiaobai continued, "Do you know where he lives?"
The fat boss said, "I don't know."
Xiao Bai asked, "Who has frequent contact with him?"
The portly boss replied passively, "How could I possibly know so much about the customers' affairs?"
Shen Zhenzhu turned to him and said, "You don't know anything about the customers? But you know a lot about shady dealings."
The portly shopkeeper said unhappily, "Even the police can't talk to me like that. I'm running a legitimate business—"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhenzhu pulled a box from an empty shoe cabinet; it was full of condoms.
Shen Zhenzhu pointed at the box and said, "A proper bathhouse still gives out condoms? Either confess here, or I'll take you somewhere else to confess."
The chubby shopkeeper panicked. Forgetting about his beef brisket noodles, he came out from behind the counter and cried out, "Who...who put this here?!"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "It's okay if you don't know. Just close the shop and check for a year or two, and you'll remember."
The chubby boss clasped his hands in a humble manner and said, "You're my great-aunt, okay? I didn't put it here. It's from the 'hair salon' next door. It has nothing to do with me. At most, they come here to take a shower after they're done, and I just make a little money from the hot water fee."
Shen Zhenzhu glanced at his expression and said, "I'll give you one last chance. Where does Lao Dao live? Who is he close to?"
The fat boss had no choice but to point inside and say, "There's a short guy in the men's bathhouse who's on good terms with him and often goes out gambling."
Xiao Bai lifted the curtain and saw Zhao Qiqi leading a short, shifty-eyed boy out: "Is it him?"
The short man had a pointed chin and a monkey-like face, sporting a mustache, and looked like a mischievous rat. He had a fresh bruise on his face and grimaced under Zhao Qiqi's touch.
The chubby shopkeeper leaned against the counter, glanced at him, and said, "That's him, nicknamed 'Rat,' he's closest to Old Knife."
The mouse said angrily, "How can you have no sense of chivalry at all? Be careful, Old Knife might turn around and kill you."
"You dare to threaten people in front of the Major Crimes Unit?" Shen Zhenzhu looked down at Haozi, feeling unusually tall and imposing.
The mouse, with its neck stiff, said, "Your people even hit people."
Zhao Qiqi said speechlessly, "Didn't you slip and fall because you were trying to run away when you saw me?"
The mouse said dejectedly, "What are you going to do to me?"
Chen Zhenzhu said with a smile, "I wanted to ask if you know where Lao Dao is?"
The mouse asked, "What did Old Knife do wrong?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Guess."
"..." Haozi was so annoyed with her that she turned her face away and asked Zhao Qiqi, "I'll talk to whoever keeps their word."
Zhao Qiqi said, "She is our team leader."
"..." The mouse didn't want to talk anymore.
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Assisting the police in handling cases is the duty of every citizen. Lao Dao is suspected of a criminal case. You know where he is but you didn't tell us, which is suspected of harboring a criminal. I can wait until you get to the detention center to talk about it."
"No, I don't want to go to the detention center." Mouse's expression changed immediately upon hearing the word "detention center." She hadn't expected such a young-looking girl to speak so frighteningly.
Xiao Bai said, "That's because I've been there before, but I'm scared now."
Mouse replied dismissively, "Old Knife is definitely someone who's bound to get into trouble. He has a fiery temper and always has 'I'll kill you' on his lips. He even said he's killed someone before. I only hang out with him so I won't get bullied when we go out."
Shen Zhenzhu looked at the ceiling and took two steps, her mind racing: "He's still going in circles. Brother Aqi, take him back."
Ignoring the rat's struggles, Zhao Qiqi grabbed it and strode toward the door, saying with a dark face, "Come on, I have plenty of time to wear it down."
Not wanting to offend the Major Crimes Unit, the chubby boss quickly said, "Rat, we've only just met, don't act rashly. Confess now. Otherwise, how are you going to pay back the bath money you owe me?"
Shen Zhenzhu looked at Haozi expressionlessly: "This is your last chance."
The mouse braced its foot against the glass door and shouted, "I don't know where he lives, but he said he's going to play a couple of rounds at the field tonight!"
Zhao Qiqi relaxed and asked him, "Where is the field?"
Xiao Bai didn't quite understand the meaning of "wild gambling grounds," so the fat boss whispered, "They are gambling locations that are not fixed and are usually in remote places."
Xiao Bai said coldly, "You seem to know quite a lot."
The chubby boss said awkwardly, "You inevitably encounter this kind of person on the night shift because of what you see and hear all the time."
They took the man to a secluded place, and Haozi revealed the location of the hunting grounds, but Chen Zhenzhu still hadn't let him go.
The mouse cried out in despair, "Why are you arresting me?! My eighty-year-old mother is waiting for her to eat at home!"
"Now you know how to be filial?" Shen Zhenzhu said, "You can be arrested just for gambling. I want you to personally lead us to the gambling dens so you won't cheat us."
Gamblers never tell the truth, and Shen Zhenzhu's trust level towards them is 0.
Mouse said sheepishly, "I can go, but don't let me show my face. Those people are not to be trifled with. If they find out I've become your informant, they'll definitely make my life miserable."
"Don't worry, you'll never become my informant," Chen Zhenzhu said.
Just then, Xiao Bai's pager went off. He glanced down at it, walked over to Chen Zhenzhu, and chuckled, "Xiao Lu said that Captain Qiu finished interrogating Guo Zhi and has already left. If I'm not mistaken, he should be heading this way."
Seeing the noodles that had already soaked and expanded on the counter, Chen Zhenzhu smiled and said to the fat shopkeeper, "Hurry up and eat them, or you might not be able to get them hot."
"......This..." The fat boss held his chopsticks, unsure whether to eat or not.
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Author's Note: Old Gu: Old Shen has truly inherited his skills. [Sunglasses]
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