Fu Bao walked towards that corner, and the man looked at him helplessly, "Ah Wu, can I beg you? Don't use me as a shield every time. Last time, my colleagues happened to be there, and my colleagues everywhere said that I was... Gay, I can’t find a girlfriend now!”
"Yang Jian, the reason why you can't find a girlfriend is because you are a policeman or a member of the serious crime team. The nature of your job is very dangerous. In addition, you work too hard and have no time for love, so it has nothing to do with me." Fu Bao sat down and said He retorted coldly, saying that the guy with the same name as Erlang Shen was his only human friend.
"Of course it has something to do with you." Yang Jian sighed. It doesn't matter if he is said to be gay. It can always be explained. However, because he has such a beautiful friend like Fu Bao, the female friends around him feel uncomfortable after seeing Fu Bao. He is a passer-by among passers-by, and he can't arouse the slightest interest. Otherwise, he falls in love with Fu Bao. This is a tragedy.
Fu Bao shrugged and declined to comment.
"Let's not mention this for now. Why did you call me out this time? If you need my help, please state in advance that I always enforce the law impartially." Yang Jian was upright.
"Oh?" Fu Bao replied lazily.
The two of them have had a close relationship since they met in a mysterious murder case three years ago. Sometimes he needs Yang Jian to provide some data, and sometimes Yang Jian needs his opinion.
Fu Bao, known as the "Murder Detective", has extraordinary talents in investigating mysterious cases. Some people secretly call him the "Hell Detective", saying that Fu Bao can communicate with another world. In fact, this is true.
"Help me check the files on this case." Fu Bao handed Yang Jian the data given to him by Li Jincai and his wife.
"Hey, I'm a police officer, not a private detective's assistant." Even so, Yang Jian still took the brown paper bag, pulled out the information and flipped through it a few times, "I have an impression of this case. A man killed his ex-wife while working. , we determined it was an accident during our investigation.”
"But his daughter and son-in-law didn't think so, so they asked me to investigate." Fu Bao picked up the cocktail on the table and took a sip, frowning slightly.
"Then you go investigate." Yang Jian said nonchalantly, "I will send you the relevant information."
"Remember to send it to me by express delivery." Fu Bao reminded him as he put down the cup.
"I don't use computers, the Internet, and I don't even like fax machines. Using a mobile phone once in a while is already the limit. I really wonder if you are a modern person." Yang Jian lamented his friend's quirks. In this era, people who don't use technology products live their lives. It must be very inconvenient, but the person in front of me doesn't even like to be close to humans. It can be said that he is ridiculously weird. Is his true identity an alien?
Fu Bao listened calmly. This was not the first time Yang Jian complained, but he just didn't like things that emitted electronic signals.
Putting the data into the bag, Yang Jian chuckled again, "It's a rare meeting, Ah Wu, help me look at a case."
You help me, I help you. This is how friendship is established. The same goes for Fu Bao and Yang Jian. However, Yang Jian is an elite of the serious crime team. Although he looks ordinary, he has a 90% detection rate and ranks among the top serious cases. The first super police team in history.
Only when he encounters cases that cannot be explained by common sense, that is, the kind that are destined to be placed in the top secret cabinet of the police archives to gather dust until they are declassified and used as material for horror movies decades later, will Yang Jian ask for help? Fu Bao.
Fu Bao frowned and nodded.
Assisting the police in handling cases means going through various procedures, meeting a lot of humans, especially Yang Jian's colleagues, and also having to go out during the day. Gee, that's really annoying.
"I know you don't like to go out during the day, but there's nothing you can do about it. We have to hurry up. The longer we delay, the more evidence will be destroyed." Yang Jian smiled, not at all like he was worried about a difficult case.
"At the earliest, three o'clock in the afternoon." After thinking about it, Fu Bao gave in.
"Okay, then go directly to the murder scene." Yang Jian nodded.
"That's it, it's very noisy here." Fu Bao frowned and stood up to leave. Today's zombies were really noisy and gave him a headache.
Seeing him turn around and leave, Yang Jian shook his head and sighed, how could he have such a strange friend? "By the way, your birthday is coming soon, do you have any plans to celebrate it?" Yang Jian suddenly thought of it and asked loudly behind him.
Fu Bao did not turn around, but waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to bother. The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month was his birthday, which was not an auspicious day for most people.
At this time, on the other side, the group of girls who had been paying attention to Fu Bao realized that he was leaving, and the beautiful girl who had previously chatted with him was pushed out by his companions again.
She held the wine glass, swaying as if she was drunk, and bumped straight towards Fu Bao, as if she was about to engage in a classic plot in the movie, where she wet the other person's clothes to get his phone number.
If it were during the day, then the beautiful girl's plan would be 100% successful. Unfortunately, it was already midnight, which was Fu Bao's most acute moment.
Before the wine glass was spilled on him, Fu Bao had accurately grasped the other party's hand and stabilized the wine glass, but he was too late to stop the beautiful girl from falling into his arms.
The close contact with humans made him frown deeply.
"So handsome." The beautiful girl looked at Fu Bao's unreally beautiful face. She was so ecstatic that she didn't notice that his hands were not as cold as human beings.
Fu Bao was a little impatient and was about to push him away, but the beautiful girl came closer, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "My name is Huang Yanan, and my mobile phone number is..."
Deliberately using her proud curves to rub against the other person, Huang Yanan didn't believe that this handsome guy liked men, and felt that this was just an excuse for the other person not to be disturbed.
But after a while, she didn't see any reaction from him. She was a little embarrassed. When she looked up, she found that he was looking at her companion. She was stunned for a moment, and then found that his eyes were fixed on her friend Bai Jingwen.
Fu Bao stared at the long-haired girl sitting on the far left side of the sofa. She was wearing a slightly loose dress. She had a pretty face and quiet and distant eyes. She seemed to be deep in thought, which was incompatible with the noisy atmosphere of the bar. She seemed to be a temperament-type person. Eugenics.
After noticing Fu Bao looking at her, the long-haired girl was obviously a little embarrassed.
"What's your name?" Fu Bao asked with a frown as he let go of Huang Yanan's hand.
"Her name is Bai Jingwen." Huang Yanan ran over, grabbed Fu Bao's arm, and rushed to answer.
She is obviously more beautiful than Wenwen, so why are all men interested in Wenwen? "Wenwen already has a boyfriend. Her boyfriend is a very handsome doctor, so you should like me. My name is Huang Yanan and I am single."
Are all girls today so direct?
Fu Bao frowned even more when he heard what Huang Yanan said. The reason why he paid attention to the long-haired girl was not because he liked her, but because he saw something strange on her, like...a black mist.
It seems to be a ghost.
Fu Bao does not have yin and yang eyes, but due to his constitution, his senses will be very sharp at midnight.
"You'd better go find a temple to worship." Fu Bao said to Bai Jingwen in a cold tone.
"Huh?" Bai Jingwen looked at a loss, as if she didn't know how to react.
"What do you mean, why do you want Wenwen to go and say goodbye?" Huang Yanan grabbed Fu Bao's arm and dangled it, "Do you know how to tell fortunes?"
"Nothing." Fu Bao frowned and tried to get rid of the other party's hand.
"Handsome guy, take a look for me too. Do you think I have any peach blossoms?" Huang Yanan pestered him.
Fu Bao looked at her face carefully and said, "There are rice grains on your face."
"Ah?" Huang Yanan hurriedly let go and touched her face, but found nothing at all, but Fu Bao had already taken the opportunity to slip away, and she stamped her feet angrily.
Fu Bao escaped from the Zombie Bar in a bit of embarrassment and murmured: "Let Yang Jian come to me next time..."
Walking to the street, he hailed a taxi on the side of the road. Fu Bao got in the car and reported his address, then stared out the window and thought about the new case.
There were few cars late at night, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the community where Fu Bao lived. After he got off the car, as soon as he walked to the door of the building, the street light above his head went out with a "pop".
There seemed to be a faint cry in the air, which was particularly creepy in the quiet community.
