Chapter 11 Red High Heels

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I took the photo and drove to the area near Meng Yifan's home.

When we arrived, he was waiting for me at the door of a small restaurant.

From a distance, I saw that his face was frighteningly pale and his eyes were dark, which was exactly the same as mine!

And he was holding a black plastic bag in his hand, and he didn't know what was inside.

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

"Chen Mo, we are really in trouble this time."

Meng Yifan said weakly and hurriedly showed me the contents of the black plastic bag.

I only glanced at it, and my face suddenly changed with fright, and I instinctively took a step back.

"This...whose belongs to this?"

What was in his pocket was a red high-heeled shoe.

"How the hell did I know!"

Meng Yifan's eyes were a little red: "Someone knocked on my door last night, looking for Li Xiumei, and they knocked all night. How dare I open the door again? I was tortured all night and I didn't sleep. I just wanted to see a master, but when I went out, I found this high-heeled shoe at the door."

My scalp went numb when I heard it. It turned out that what Meng Yifan was going to tell me was the same thing.

"What a coincidence, someone knocked on my door last night, and they kept knocking all night..."

Hearing my words, Meng Yifan almost lost his balance.

We both fell silent. We didn't know what to do when this happened.

If we encounter any bad people, we can still go to the police and ask the police to help us, but how can we go to the police for this kind of thing?

We had installed surveillance cameras in that house before, and we had handed over the surveillance video to the police. The police also questioned us and asked us why we had to open the door at twelve o'clock in the morning.

Meng Yifan and I naturally told the truth. At that time, they suggested that we go to a psychiatrist.

"its not right."

I looked at Meng Yifan and asked, "Isn't your girlfriend already living with you? She wasn't at your house last night?"

Unexpectedly, Meng Yifan's face became even more ugly, and he said: "She was here, but she didn't hear anything from the beginning to the end. In order to prove that no one knocked on the door, she wanted to open the door. I refused to let her open, and she said that I Neurotic.”

"I can only go to another room and hide until dawn."

It sounded a little creepy to me, and I felt a chill even in broad daylight.

That knock on the door was only heard by Meng Yifan and me?

"Have you called Xie Peng and Li Xingyang..." I asked again.

Meng Yifan wiped his face: "Hit them, they are very normal. It seems that only you and I can hear the knock on the door. I suspect... I opened the door that night and that's why this happened." Chen Mo, what do you think we should do..."

I said: "This matter may not be that simple. Even if you opened the door, we only provoked one ghost. How could this ghost knock on the door in two places at the same time and knock for a whole time?" Stay?"

With that said, I handed the photo to Meng Yifan.

Meng Yifan had the same reaction as me. When he saw the way the woman was dressed in this photo, he felt like he was electrocuted.

He widened his eyes and asked, "Where did this photo come from?"

"Same as you, found in front of my house."

I sighed: "I'm afraid we really encountered an evil spirit. This ghost refused to let us go. She left us this photo and a high-heeled shoe. I'm afraid she didn't want us to stay out of it."

Meng Yifan said angrily: "We are real estate agents, and the hell is not black and white. What does this matter have to do with us?"

I said: "How can you reason with the ghost? The most important thing now is to find out the identity of the mummy, otherwise we may not live for a few days."

It had only been one night, and we both seemed half-dead.

If this continues, no one knows what will happen next.

We walked into the restaurant, each ordered a fried rice, and discussed how to find out the identity of the mummy.

Only the police can do this to check the identity and background of a person, and it is also the identity and background of a dead person. But how could the police tell us?

"I remember you sold the house over there in the garden house before. The buyer was a policeman. Do you usually keep in touch?" Meng Yifan asked me.

I was stunned for a moment and quickly thought about it.

I sold a house before, and the buyer was indeed a policeman.

At that time, the owner was anxious to go abroad, so he sold it at a low price, only 900,000.

I listed it for 1.05 million, and later I sold it to the policeman for 1.02 million, giving him a discount of 30,000. I helped Meng Yifan earn 120,000, and he shared half of my commission.

In the end, the policeman thanked me profusely and said he wanted to be my friend.

We went out for two meals together after that, and that was it.

Although we don’t have much friendship, my life is in danger now, so I can only ask him for help.

After eating, I immediately contacted the policeman and asked him to help find out the identity of the mummy.

I can't tell you what this man's name is, but he has some power in the unit, so I call him Brother Liu.

After listening to my request, Brother Liu seemed a little embarrassed and said on the phone: "Brother, it's not that I won't help you. I know the case you mentioned. It has been filed now. Any information related to the case will be leaked." If you go out, you will be dismissed."

"But you are my brother. I have to do my best in everything I say. I just need to take care of myself. I'm afraid it will cost some money."

I'm not a fool, so I don't understand what he means.

I said these are not problems. I must find out the identity of the mummy.

After some compliments, I asked him to have dinner at Yuxianglou in the evening.

That's a high-end hotel. Brother Liu is probably an old man, so he knows what I mean.

That night.

Meng Yifan and I arrived at the hotel first and waited for more than an hour before Brother Liu came.

Three hundred and sixty lines, no line is more capable of pleasing others than our sales.

Meng Yifan immediately took out a good cigarette and handed it to Brother Liu respectfully: "Brother Liu, I heard Chen Mo said that you are a heavy smoker. Let's make friends. This meeting gift is a bit chilling, so don't mind."

Brother Liu took the cigarette and weighed it.

The weight of the cigarette seemed to satisfy him, and he laughed and said: "You're welcome, Chen Mo's friend is my Lao Liu's friend. Courtesy is more important than affection. I recognize you as my brother."

He accepted the carton of cigarettes and then said: "I have asked you about the things you asked me to inquire about, but this case, how should I put it... is very important, and it overlaps with a major case many years ago, so What I am going to say next, I hope the two brothers will rot in their stomachs, otherwise they will harm me, my brother."

Meng Yifan and I hurriedly promised: "After we leave this door, we can't remember what Brother Liu said today."

Brother Liu nodded, and his expression suddenly became serious: "The female deceased you asked me to inquire about, her name is Li Xiumei, she was one of the murderers in a murder case fifteen years ago. The police have been tracking her for fifteen years, but they didn't expect that She was already dead."