When the old bacon said these words, he no longer looked as wretched and sophisticated as before.
His tone became calm and confident.
This person, with this look, is what Meng Shaoyuan wants!
"Why didn't you report it in time?" Meng Shaoyuan said with a straight face: "What if the murderer found Pei Qin's residence first and destroyed the evidence inside?"
"It's not necessary, and you know it's not necessary, sir."
But Lao Barou calmly replied: "I am planning to report tomorrow. If the murderer knew where Pei Qin lived, he would have gone there long ago.
If, as you said, the murderer was in a hurry, he doesn't know Pei Qin's specific residence now! "
Meng Shaoyuan laughed again, very happily.
I am lucky to have such subordinates.
He raised the wine cup and drank it all:
"Walk!"
"Where to go?"
"Let's go see if Zheng Muzhijian has confessed, and then let's go to Pei Qin's residence!"
Meng Shaoyuan stood up and said, "I think he will always leave something for us!"
…
In the interrogation room, Wang Nanxing was also working overtime.
The smell inside is very unpleasant.
The executioner was resting there and having a midnight snack.
Wang Nanxing was smoking heavily there.
Masaki no longer has a human form.
"Director..."
Wang Nanxing and the two executioners all stood up.
"Sit down, you guys can rest."
Meng Shaoyuan walked up to Zheng Muzhijian.
Zheng Muzhi opened his eyes that were blurred by blood, and actually grinned at Meng Shaoyuan.
"Why bother?"
Meng Shaoyuan asked this question.
"I am...a warrior of the empire...I will never surrender..."
Masaki said breathlessly.
"Yes, a warrior of the empire." Meng Shaoyuan nodded with deep sympathy: "If I get caught, I don't know if I can survive like you. But whether you recruit or not, it doesn't mean much to me anymore. .
I'm looking for the person who connects you, but it's useless for you because you don't know where this person is. To tell you the truth, I'm getting closer to the truth. "
Masaki couldn't help but look at him a few more times: "You didn't lie, right?"
"No, you can tell." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "I am now ready to take this last step. Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Masaki was silent for a moment: "If you see this person, please tell me who he is, because I also want to see him."
"Okay, I can promise you." Meng Shaoyuan said solemnly: "But I also need you to promise me that when you know who your immediate boss is, tell me everything you know. At that time, you can There’s no point in keeping it secret anymore.”
Masaki was silent for a while, and then nodded with difficulty.
"Put him down and treat his injuries."
When Meng Shaoyuan left the interrogation room, he said, "Wait for me, I will give you the truth!"
…
This is a very funny thing.
A Japanese spy actually wanted his enemy to help him find out who his immediate boss was.
This makes people a little speechless.
However, from this point of view, "Mountain Work" has indeed achieved the greatest perfection.
If one group is terminated, the entire organization will not collapse.
To be honest, Meng Shaoyuan also learned a lot from "mountain work".
Maopipi Lane, where Pei Qin lives, means "rash" in Chongqing dialect.
The name is a bit interesting.
It is said that there was a warlord who wanted to imitate the ancient emperors who paid private visits in disguise. When they arrived here, due to communication problems, they had a serious conflict with the people here. They were surrounded by the entire alley and almost got beaten.
Fortunately, the warlord was a little tolerant and didn't care too much. He just said, "It's all reckless."
From then on, this alley was called "Brash Alley".
There are many hawkers living here.
As soon as I entered, I could smell the lingering smell of blood and chicken and duck feces in the air.
It smells bad.
Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but frown.
"Sir, this is it."
Old Bacon brought him to a dilapidated house.
Old Bacon kicked the door open.
"Who is it? It's in the middle of the night."
Someone on the other side yelled in dissatisfaction.
"The police are on the case, shut up!"
The old bacon said very rudely.
Sure enough, there was no more sound.
It was dark inside the house.
Old bacon turned on the flashlight and found the oil lamp.
"Sir, please do as you please."
Old Bacon said while lighting the oil lamp.
The room was in a mess, with leftover food on the table.
"Search."
Meng Shaoyuan gave the order, while he stood there and looked around carefully.
Lao Bacon's experience has been brought to fruition again.
He wasn't like other people who just rummaged around as soon as they came in.
He looks for things with a purpose.
After a while, he found a pistol and some money.
However, these things seem to be of no use to the case.
Meng Shaoyuan became interested in the food on the table.
A bowl and a pair of chopsticks were just left there, unwashed.
A tattered cupboard.
There is a chopstick holder hanging on the cupboard, with several pairs of chopsticks inserted in it.
"Old bacon."
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said: "Pei Qin doesn't seem to care about cleanliness. He lives here alone. What do you think he does with a few pairs of clean chopsticks in the chopstick holder?"
Lao Bacon reacted immediately.
He took off his chopsticks and smashed them on the ground.
A bottom mezzanine was smashed open.
A rolled up piece of paper rolled out.
The old bacon picked it up: "Sir."
Meng Shaoyuan carefully spread out the note:
"7:10, Tea Selling Alley, Yun."
cloud!
Is this the code name of the murderer?
There is also a symbol on the note, a cross drawn in a triangle.
Old Bacon came over holding an oil lamp:
"Is this character written so strangely?"
"It was written with the left hand."
Meng Shaoyuan said with almost no time to think.
Then, he raised the note and looked left and right under the oil lamp, as if he wanted to see something.
"The note, written on the left hand, still seems to have no clues."
Old Bacon muttered: "This guy was also unlucky. He managed to escape, but was assassinated."
"Kill and silence."
Meng Shaoyuan said in passing.
Old Bacon was still talking to himself: "Is he the only one in this group who escaped? Sir, tell me, how did the murderer contact him?"
"They definitely have their own contact details."
When Meng Shaoyuan said this, he suddenly stopped.
Things in my mind seemed to gradually appear.
The murderer...hunting...contact...
group.
When he locked himself in the office and looked for clues, something vaguely appeared in his mind.
But he couldn't catch it.
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked: "Old bacon, have you ever seen a brave person?"
"I've seen it before."
"But you must have never seen someone so courageous." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Tomorrow, help me keep an eye on someone. Remember, keep an eye on him!"
