"What did the guy who got chopped look like? What did he do?"
"Sir, are you interested in participating in the investigation?"
"No, I just asked."
"That guy has a little white bone-like thing on his nose. People on the street call him Nose Ring Brother. He's a spiky guy."
When Wang Dengming heard this, it was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky suddenly sounded right above his head.
"Is there a guy with a goatee in his bar?"
"How do you know? His name is Matthew. He is an accomplice of the nose ring brother and a loan shark. They use the bar as a cover to do this. Have you been to the King's Bar? Sir, sir, are you listening?"
N seconds later, Wang Dengming said: "Heleni and Jasne went to the county police station and didn't come back. If you don't mind, I want to go see the scene."
"Sir, if you are so interested, of course. I am setting up an arrest team, but I don't know who to arrest. If the sir can give some breakthrough suggestions at the scene, I think I can omit the written report I gave to you. You know, Director Sith attaches great importance to reports and is critical of them. I really don’t understand how he became the director, oh, what am I talking about?”
"I don't have the habit of snitching, Chief Xue Jiangjuli, how is the situation at the scene?"
"The scene is well protected. Chief Sith asked me to ask you for a forensic doctor. You have two forensic doctors."
"Has anyone seen what the murderer looks like?"
"There were no witnesses, and there was no surveillance in the bar. The king was killed in the VIP room at the back of the bar. He was beheaded quietly until the bartender saw his body."
Wang Dengming breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't think he was a murderer, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he thought about that dream.
"Where are you?"
"I'm in the bureau and I'll go over to meet you right away."
"You go first, I'll be there soon."
"Copy that, sir."
When Wang Dengming arrived at the King's Bar, he was already too shocked to think even before he reached the door of the bar.
This is exactly the same as what I saw in the dream.
At the bar counter of the bar, reporters have surrounded Xuejiang Curie.
Just listen to Xue Jiangjuli say: "Gentlemen and ladies, there is no trace in the flowing water, and there is no trace in the drifting wind. This is the nature of this murder. It is very strange, very strange, but you have to believe it." The police, the police will investigate clearly, yes, please leave, I don’t have any more information to provide at the moment, please come back in ten days.”
I don’t know who said this: “Chief Jiangjue, do you admit that you are the most incompetent police officer in the United States?”
[In view of the general environment,
Xuejiang Curie smiled and said: "I have admitted it a long time ago. The whole United States knows it. Why wait until now?"
Reporters and onlookers alike were laughing, good-naturedly.
Wang Dengming never expected that Xuejiang Curie was actually a has-been police star.
Because of the villa scandal, he became a star, a police star who would not break the scandal.
The darling of the media, a perfect route to making headlines, no wonder so many reporters surrounded him.
Because Wang Dengming didn't believe that no one informed the media, there would be so many media people swarming in like vultures. Could it be that Curie knew all about this?
It doesn't look like it. On the phone, Xuejiang Curie is like a headless fly with nowhere to start.
But a policeman who doesn't know how to break someone's case is not bad, at least he won't be taken advantage of, just like a damn Sith climbing up on his own shoulders.
Xuejiang Juli found Wang Dengming in casual clothes.
He was about to introduce Wang Dengming's identity to reporters, but Wang Dengming's eyes told him not to do that.
After the reporter left, Xuejiang Curie ran into the bar and made a cup of Campari for Wang Dengming.
In the bar, apart from the necessary waiters who need to record confessions, the rest are the police.
Last night's scene unfolded before Wang Dengming's eyes one by one. Yes, it was such a scene, except for reading the notice on the wall.
He didn't see the notice last night, but this notice can be seen as soon as he enters the door. It is very eye-catching and the font is very large. It is like a Chinese restaurant saying that it is a pattern to take care of your belongings carefully.
The notice reminds guests not to take credit, not to cause trouble to the staff, and to behave appropriately or please leave, etc.
Wang Dengming quickly forgot about the notice. What he wanted to see the most and what he wanted to see most urgently was the head.
The head stained with black blood lay quietly and ferociously on the floor.
Wang Dengming recognized the owner of the head at a glance. His name was Lose.
Wang Dengming didn't know how he walked out of the bar and returned to the villa.
There are only two things in his head.
The red cocktail swirled around the ice, as if there was life floating in the liquid. The closed eyes on the head stared at him angrily through gray eyelids.
When he returned to the villa, his hand kept pressing his forehead.
He was trying hard to recall every bit of what happened last night.
What happened? There was no such dream. He guessed that the fate of the King's Bar might have something to do with him.
What is the relationship?
Sifulan first ended his stay in the hospital for observation and returned to the villa.
"Chief, did that nun show up last night?"
"No, nothing happened. Where are Insmeier and Steiner?"
"Those two worthless fools, they went to the mall with the female star. The female star said she wanted to buy some good cosmetics, and they rushed to pay for it, especially Yinsmeier. Well, why didn't you mention the female star?"
"She has nothing to do with me. She is doing something for me."
"What's up?"
Wang Dengming thought for a while and said, "Forget it."
He actually wanted Spheran to stare at the goatee.
At noon, Helene and Jasne both came back. From the forensic department of the county police station, they obtained the most accurate autopsy report.
Wang Dengming wanted to see one piece of data about the swordsman the most: DNA testing.
"Everything is normal, Sheriff. He is an ordinary person, not an abnormality as you imagined. You can rest assured."
The second report was of a bodyguard drowned in a well.
The autopsy report showed that he was stabbed in the lungs with a weapon such as a dagger and then thrown into a well. He died from stab wounds and drowning.
Normally, Wang Dengming would read the autopsy report word for word, but today, Helene found that the sheriff was a little absent-minded.
"Chief, you're not satisfied with the report?"
"No, very satisfied, very satisfied. Sorry, you guys have just been busy again. There was a death in the King's Bar. It was very strange. Blood Jiang Curie asked us to send a forensic doctor by name. Helene, you Let’s go there.”
Jasne smiled and said: "Then let me, Helene, go with us."
"You'd better not go. Let's talk about the lawsuit. You moved all the daily necessities to my house. What do you mean?"
Helene quietly retreated.
"I'll help you investigate the case. What's your attitude? What's your attitude?"
"That's my attitude."
"You have something, you have something on your mind."
"Yes, you know what I think about, things in bed, and you."
"cheap!"
Jasne rolled her eyes and went upstairs.
Wang Dengming looked at her back, and Jasne suddenly turned around: "Do you want to follow?"
"No, let's talk about it tonight."
The landline phone in the living room suddenly rang. This was the first time Wang Dengming heard a call come in from the phone in the living room.
He picked up the phone.
"Hello. Who is this?"
I asked again, but no one answered.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, talk."
"I know who killed Lose, and that person is you."
The other party only said one sentence and hung up the phone.
Wang Dengming held the microphone and couldn't put it down for a long time.
It's not a dream, it's real, impossible, absolutely impossible, absolutely fucking impossible! Based on the police chief's many years of experience in handling cases, this is impossible.
The phone rang again.
It's still the same number.
"Who are you, miss? Don't be so pretentious."
"Did I scare you just now?"
"Are you scaring me? If you dare to slander the police, you are in trouble. Miss, be wise and tell your true identity."
"He who watches over the soul," the woman continued, "so that the soul does not get lost."
"Let the *** bastard go!"
"You and I are both anxious souls who can't find a way to kill. I will call again, Sheriff. Dear and wise Sheriff Wang Dengming, I wish you good luck and eternal blessings."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Dengming slammed the phone on the coffee table.
