Chapter 64 The Secret Place

Style: Science Author: Qilin YaoshengWords: 2243Update Time: 24/01/12 12:08:08
Hehe, it seems that this old housekeeper has the courage to suffer from obesity and is very arrogant.

A group of servants poured in outside the door. Judging from this posture, they must be the entire Huang family. Inspector Fu looked at it and realized, it's nothing more than that. It seems that the Huang family is really just a mere showpiece.

They have reached this point and are still so arrogant, oppressing the people nearby so miserably. If the Huang family really turns around and returns to its peak, the lives of the people nearby will be ruined!

Detective Fu saw a fruit knife placed in the fruit plate on the table. He quickly picked up the knife and pulled the butler with a stern expression over his neck, pressing it tightly against his neck.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The incident happened so suddenly that the housekeeper exclaimed in fright.

Detective Fu stood behind him pointing at the knife, bent his knee and kicked his butt, "Old man, who do you think you are being arrogant with?"

Seeing that the housekeeper was under control, the servants did not dare to step forward for a moment. They stood there and didn't know what to do. There was also a man with a weapon in his hand. He raised the machete in his hand for a while. He could neither put it down nor hold it. no.

Seeing this, Liang Yuanque on the side approached Inspector Fu, pulled out the gun from his waist, loaded it with a "click", and waved the black muzzle towards the servants.

Firearms are usually absolutely overwhelming in the face of cold weapons. The servants were startled and retreated one after another, and they got into a mess for a while.

Looking at this scene, the housekeeper was so anxious that his teeth ached, and he yelled at the servants, "You bastards, I have been raising you for nothing, but you two are so scared!"

One of the servants thought to himself, you are great, you are not afraid of bullets and knives, then you should stop trembling in your thighs!

Liang Yuanque took out his pistol, not because he really wanted to hurt anyone, but just to give the servants who didn't know what to do a step down.

So he cleared his throat and said, "Uh-huh, brothers, the wages Mr. Huang gives you are not worth your lives, right? We are the police station handling the case. You stand back today and I promise not to implicate you."

The servants looked at each other, and the few people holding weapons seemed to be the leaders of the servants. They whispered quietly and led everyone out of the way.

When the housekeeper saw them surrendering, he became even more angry. He raised his neck and scolded them even more harshly, with his old face turning red.

Inspector Fu freed up a hand and patted his face casually, "Hey, take it easy, don't pass over in a moment."

He took the steward and took the first step out of the way of the crowd. Liang Yuanque followed behind with his gun raised. When passing by the territorial servant, he said to the steward with an apologetic expression,

"Butler, aren't we also afraid that something might happen to you? It's for your safety."

This was said so well that the housekeeper's red face almost turned purple with anger.

It can be seen from the crowd at the door and the butler's narration that the Huang family's servants are not loyal to Mr. Huang. Otherwise, how could the hurtful man find Mr. Huang who was having breakfast unimpeded?

Maybe he couldn't find the way at that time, and someone secretly gave him directions.

Therefore, this person cannot do anything unconscionable. Sooner or later, he will suffer retribution.

Liang Yuanque felt that Mr. Huang must have been better off if he died ten thousand times, but now he could only pray that he was not seriously injured and that the hospital could rescue him.

Because he is the biggest client of Lou Yating's bullshit fiancé. In foreigners' words, he is called "Weiapi". He is the person who has the most contact with him, and you can definitely pry out the most clues from his mouth.

Now that he was lying in the hospital, his life and death unknown, he could only start with the Huang family's housekeeper.

Detective Fu drove the deceased's mother and the Huang family's housekeeper back to the police station. Along the way, the housekeeper insulted them and the poor old woman. Liang Yuanque couldn't stand it and asked Detective Fu Chang took off his socks and stuffed them into his old mouth.

The old woman was trembling with fear all the way, her body like a dying old tree swaying in the shaking carriage, as if she was about to fall down the next moment, but she managed to make it to the police station, perhaps seeking justice for her children. Faith has been supporting her.

When we arrived at the police station, the rain had subsided a lot. Detective Fu opened the car door and shouted outside, asking the guard at the door to bring two umbrellas.

Liang Yuanque held an umbrella and helped the old lady into the police station, leaving the housekeeper to deal with it for Inspector Fu.

Detective Fu opened the back seat door and saw that the old man had fainted from the socks he hadn't washed for several days. As soon as he took out the socks in disgust, the housekeeper held the car door and wanted to vomit.

Inspector Fu was so disgusted that he called the guard at the door to pick up the man and sent the housekeeper directly into the interrogation room.

When he came back from the interrogation room, he found Liang Yuanque squatting at the end of the corridor, wearing a large police uniform. He didn't know who gave it to him.

He took off his newly wet shirt and burned it on a small portable coal stove, while he himself was naked to bandage his wounds.

Inspector Fu went over, took off his coat and held it in front of the coal stove to bake, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need." Liang Yuanque said, tearing the end of the gauze and tying a knot skillfully.

Inspector Fu took out cigarettes from his pocket. The cigarette case had been soaked by the rain, but fortunately there were still a few cigarettes inside that survived.

He smoked to drive away the cold air. While blowing out the smoke, he asked Liang Yuanque, "I haven't had time to ask you what you found in the Huang family."

"I found that there are many innocent souls floating around." Liang Yuanque shrugged, as if he was not joking.

Detective Fu's spine went cold as he thought of the uncomfortable feeling in the Huang family, "Don't make trouble, tell the truth."

"I found a small hidden room," Liang Yuanque said, gathering his coat. "It should be the place where they killed those girls."

"Did they actually kill the person before sending him away?" Inspector Fu was surprised. He had always thought that "middlemen" like the Huang family were only providing people, but in the end, they were directly providing corpses?

"No, that's not what I mean." Liang Yuanque's expression was a bit solemn, "Those girls should have been locked up and performed some rituals before being sent away to be killed. Some people couldn't survive the rituals and died directly. .”

Speaking of being at Huang's house just now, Liang Yuanque skillfully climbed up the wall after entering the door, using his blind spots to avoid the servants who were following him.

He was so light and agile that even the servants couldn't catch him as he jumped up and down in the Huang Mansion. He just went through almost all the rooms in the Huang family.

The Huang Mansion looks really big, but there really isn't much inside. There are very few rooms, and they are basically empty yards. Moreover, these few rooms are basically unoccupied and are used to throw away debris.

In this way, Liang Yuanque found the back garden of Huang Mansion. It seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, with only dead branches and leaves left. The ground that was once paved with cobblestones and bluestone tiles was covered with a thick layer of Mud and fallen leaves.

The garden was very empty, and you could see the end at a glance. Just when he thought he had found nothing, he tripped over a hard object under the thick pile of fallen leaves. He scrabbled in the mud on the ground with both hands and caught it. Something like an armrest!