Chapter 11 Chapter 11 The Second Report

Lao Meng had already walked to the door, and when he heard what Lu Ping said, he hurried back into the room.He stretched out his fat hand, patted his bald head and said, "Oh, damn it, I forgot." He put his fat body back into the unbearable chair, took out the expensive cigar again, and held it between his fingers again.One side asked: "Do you know about the bizarre murder case last night?" Lu Ping's eyes lit up immediately, he pretended not to know, and asked in surprise: "What murder? Who was killed?" "The guy who was killed is called Chen Miaogen."

"Ah, Chen Miaogen, what kind of character is that?" "That guy, no one knows what the road is. He probably had some kind of dirty relationship with the Japanese devils in the past. Up to now, he is still very high-spirited and trembling. class." "Ah, a shameless villain, has no one reported him?" "Report? Forget it!" The short mustache pouted. "I heard he has great powers." "Well, there are so many supernatural beings in this world of Conferred Gods!" Lu Ping muttered alone.He asked, "Where was that scoundrel killed?"

"No. 32 Gongyuan Road, in a small western-style building behind Huashan Park, that is his small mansion." "Tell me the details." Lu Ping wanted to know more about this matter, so he asked Lao Meng. "Details? Hey, that's really weird." When Lao Meng saw that Lu Ping was interested, his carrot-shaped nose turned red.He pointed at the unlit cigar and said, "The murder happened around eleven o'clock last night. According to the people in the house, the owner, Chen Miaogen, has not stayed in this small mansion recently." Every day, only at a very late hour, I sneak back once. Last night, I came back earlier, around ten thirty."

When Lao Meng said this, Lu Ping thought of the cigarette tails of the two small three guns, and he thought to himself, if Chen Miaogen's addiction to cigarettes is not too great, then the time to consume two cigarettes may be 30 minutes to 30 minutes. Between forty minutes.Around that time, those distinguished guests playing with pistols hadn't come yet.Well, now it can be assumed that the time when the guests arrive will probably be around eleven o'clock.As for the moment when the dead man was shot, he was sure, without a doubt, that it was twenty past eleven.From this, it can be deduced that the guests stayed in that corpse room for at least fifteen or twenty minutes.According to this estimate, it is probably not wrong.

While thinking about it, he nodded secretly, and murmured, "Well, almost." "What?" Lao Meng suddenly raised his head and asked, "You say it's almost the same!" "You don't mind. Go ahead." Lao Meng wiped his short mustache, and continued: "According to Afang, the servant in the house, when the master came back, he followed the old rules and walked up to a room on the second floor—about It's the reception room. It looked as if he was waiting for someone. Unexpectedly, the person he was waiting for didn't come, and death came. As a result, the murderer fired a shot and killed him in that room."

"You said, he seems to be waiting for someone. Who is he waiting for?" Lu Ping asked intently. "Probably a friend who was waiting for him. That person, named Zhang Huailin, is also a villain." "Then," Lu Ping asked intentionally, "Anzhi's murderer, isn't this villain named Zhang Huailin?" "It won't." "How did you see that?" "According to the manservant, they were very good friends." Lu Ping was thinking that if the Japanese lackey Zhang Huailin was not one of the three guests, then the clues to the stack of banknotes before Chen Miaogen's death must have been specially laid out for this person.Because, before Chen Miaogen was shot, he was waiting for this person.While thinking about it, he asked again: "Who was the first to discover this case?"

"This is Zhang Huailin." "Is this Zhang Huailin?" Lu Ping rolled his eyes: "How did he find out? Was it this morning?" "No," Lao Meng shook his head. "Just last night, around one and a half past one." Lu Ping murmured, "It's only one step away." "What did you say, chief?" Humpty Dumpty asked, looking up. "I didn't say anything." Lu Ping winked at him: "Go on." "Originally," Humpty Dumpty continued, waving the prop-like cigar, "that Zhang Huailin had an appointment with the deceased to meet in this room at eleven o'clock. Because of other things, he was a little late. Let's go." When he arrived at the door of this house, he saw that the main door was open, and there was no one downstairs. He walked up to the second floor, only to find that his good friend had been sent back to his hometown."

"When Chen Miaogen was shot, who were in the house?" "The manservant mentioned above, and a cousin of the deceased." "Where were they?" "Downstairs, locked up." "Closed?" Lu Ping asked in feigned surprise. "Who locked them up?" "Of course the murderers." "Then," Lu Ping asked hastily, "these two locked up people certainly have seen the face of the murderer." "No." Humpty Humpty pouted. "No? Strange!" Lao Meng explained: "It is said that at that time, these two guys were attacked by murderers from behind in the corridor downstairs, so they didn't even see a ghost."

"You said murderers, of course there are more than one murderer. How do they know that there is more than one murderer?" "Those two guys, when they were locked up, heard footsteps, as if there was more than one person." Lu Ping nodded and said, "Yes, there are at least three." Humpty Humpty said strangely: "How do you know there are at least three?" Lu Ping smiled, shrugged and said, "I'm just guessing." Then he asked, "Apart from the above two, who else was in the room at that time?" "No more." Humpty Humpty shook his head.

"Strange. Since it's called a small mansion, it should have a small wife. Where's the wife?" "It is said that my wife originally had one, but it was just a temporary stockpile." Lao Meng changed the cigar into another hand: "A few days ago, the temporary wife ate too much citric acid, quarreled with the deceased, and quarreled. scattered." "The quarrel broke up?" Lao Meng quickly explained: "The temporary wife thinks the deceased has too many girlfriends." Lu Ping thought to himself, that temporary wife should have been included in the list of suspects, but now, it seems that it can be temporarily excluded.When he was thinking about it, he said, "This case has not been a whole day since it happened. How could you know so clearly?"

Humpty Dumpty touched his red nose with the cigar, and said proudly: "Boss, I have my own way." "It's so great!" Lu Ping said while stretching out his thumb to him, "You said this case is very strange. In my opinion, it's just a very common murder case, so it's not surprising." Lao Meng threw down the cigar and quickly protested: "No, no! The strange situation is still to come. The strangest situation is in the corpse room." "Well, let's talk about it." Lu Ping put a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, pretending to listen carefully, but he didn't really want to hear it. "The deceased seemed to have had a fight with the murderer. His clothes were all torn, and the bullets entered through the holes in the clothes." Lu Ping asked playfully, "Are the clothes torn or cut?" "Of course it was torn to shreds." Lao Meng said solemnly. Lu Ping smiled, nodded, and puffed out smoke.He listened to the other party. "The reception room was messed up, and all the chairs and tables were overturned." Lu Ping thought to himself, nonsense! Humpty Humpty said enthusiastically, "The main cause of this case seems to be robbery. All valuables from the deceased were taken away. Also, the safe in the room..." When Lu Ping heard about the safe, his heart ached somewhat, and he quickly stopped him and said, "You don't need to talk about the situation in the mortuary, you can tell about the situation in other aspects." Humpty Humpty was a little confused and stared at Lu Ping.However, after a pause, he continued, "Those thugs seem to have climbed in from a balcony at the back of this mansion." "Why do you know that?" Lu Ping thought it was funny and asked deliberately. "The long window on the balcony has been pried open, and the glass has been scratched. The method is very clean. It looks like a masterpiece of an old thief." "Don't swear." Lu Ping quickly stopped. "Why?" Humpty Humpty stared. Lu Ping smiled and said: "In this day and age, there are no thieves, only recipients, and recipients are great, you should be respectful to them." Lao Meng pouted his mustache and shook his head. Lu Ping looked at his watch and asked again, "Any other clues?" "There are so many clues." Humpty Humpty exaggerated. "Go on." "There are many footprints from the balcony all over the second floor. Chief, you know, it rained heavily last night, and those muddy footprints are very clear. The footprints are quite large." When the fat man said, he casually Looking at Lu Ping's well-polished patterned leather shoe, he said, "The foot is almost as big as you." "Then maybe it's my footprints." Lu Ping said. Lao Meng thought that Lu Ping was joking, and he said to himself: "In the mortuary, there are a large number of paper cigarette tails left. It is a kind of stinky Turkish cigarette, smoked by low-class people." Lu Ping puffed on a cigarette and said with a smile, "That looks like mine too. You know, I specialize in smoking Turkish cigarettes that low-class people smoke." Humpty Humpty looked at Lu Ping and just shook his head.He continued to himself: "Also, on a sofa in the mortuary room, there is a fedora hat with three letters in Western letters—DDT." Lu Ping said: "Oh! This is my hat!" "Your hat?" The other party pouted. "Really, it's my hat. Recently, I changed my name to Du Da De. I'm going to nickname myself Pesticide." Lao Meng felt that he, the leader, liked to joke around today.He couldn't understand, what was the meaning of Lu Ping's silly joke?Seeing that he stopped talking, Lu Ping immediately closed his eyes, showing that he was about to fall asleep.Humpty Dumpty hurriedly said loudly: "Hey, leader, do you want to listen to me?" Lu Ping opened his eyes tiredly, and said, "Well, you said that there are a lot of clues, don't you?" "I have already told you that the number one is footprints." "I've already told you that it's mine." Lu Ping yawned, Ooh. "Also, the second is the cigarette end." "I've already told you that it's mine too." Ouhe... Ouhe. "Also, the third is the felt hat." "That's mine too." Having said that, he suddenly sat up straight and said with a serious face, "Really, I'm not lying to you!" Lao Meng felt that Lu Ping's words did not seem like a joke.His eyes couldn't help but sparkle, a little inexplicably.So he said: "Really? You didn't lie to me? Then the villain Chen Miaogen, you killed it?" "No! I didn't kill this person." Lu Ping shook his head resolutely: "Of course you know, I never kill people. I don't want to stain my hands for a villain." Lao Meng touched his nose with the unflamed cigar, and said suspiciously: "You said that many clues left in this case, such as footprints, cigarette tails, and felt hats, belong to you. But you Did not kill the villain Chen Miaogen. Is that what you said?" "That's exactly what I said." "I don't understand your words." "Even I don't understand it myself!" Humpty Humpty stared and fell into the fog of Turkish cigarettes. At this moment, the phone on the wall rang suddenly.