Chapter 15 Chapter fifteen

When I walked into the building where our detective agency is located, it had been dark for a long time.When you want to enter the building at night, you need to sign, and the autograph book is kept in the hands of the person who drives the elevator.I signed my name on the notebook, only to notice the strange expression on his face. He said to me in a very low voice: Someone is waiting for you, sir. I turned and saw a man coming out of a recess by the gate.He smelled like plainclothes all over.He leaned over his shoulder to look at the name I signed on the notebook, and he said: Oh!oh! Any questions?I asked.

We are looking for you. Arrest? How did you think it was an arrest? I said: No matter where you are, you can know that you are a stick. This remark embarrassed him, and he probably thought he was already a teacher on vacation or a general manager on a business trip.smart, huh?he said sarcastically. Of course, I graduated from the best kindergarten in the country.When I graduated, I also gave a speech on behalf of the whole class. Oh, come on!He said annoyedly: The police officer wants to see you, let's go. Which officer? foshan. He must know where my office is, or he wouldn't have sent you.

Are you coming? uncertain. If necessary, we can make this matter official. Issue an arrest warrant? Maybe a notice to appear. Why? The police officer will tell you. I said: friend, I don't want others to say that I refuse to cooperate.But I've seen Sergeant Fo, and I've said all I need to say. This thing is different, you didn't say it. Inside the big, sullen, stubborn head, there were not many brain lines. I said: If I don't go, can the police officer be violent? He asked me to bring you, there are only two ways, follow me, or refuse to go, that's all I know.

Let's go then.I said. Are you willing to take my car? No, I have my own car, and I will follow you. Why don't you go with me in my car?he asked suspiciously. When I want to come back, I don't need you to send me back. He thought about it, and he said: Well, my car is on the opposite side. My car is in the company parking space. We passed the lobby, and drove the car from the parking lot to the exit of the parking lot where we parked in plain clothes, blocking the exit.He waited for me to get out of the car. He nodded to me and started to drive ahead. He watched me follow in the rearview mirror.

We went west on Seventh Street, cut across Figolosha to Wilshire, and drove on Wilshire Boulevard to Hollywood. Plainclothes didn't tell me how far we were going.He walks at a constant speed.It looks like it's heading for the beach.Incessantly he deliberately slowed to the front just in time to change the lights so that I could get closer to him.He wants to make sure that the traffic signal does not change just after he passes.He's a suspicious, play-by-the-book cop who doesn't take unnecessary risks. He gave a sudden left signal and we headed south.The front area is full of older big houses and houses with yards. The maintenance fee alone is above the salary of ten salaried people every month.

The houses nearby are all conservative and prosperous houses with white and gray walls, red brick and tile eaves, palm trees, lawns, balconies, and a driveway leading to a three-car garage at the back of the house, with a driver's residence on the garage. The person who led them leaned the car to the side of the road. I looked ahead and knew where he was going.A police car is parked in front of one such residence. I also pulled over to the side of the road, turned off the engine, and turned off the lights.The person who brought me drove the car forward and parked in front of the house next to the police car. He said a few words to the policeman on duty ahead and sat in the car to wait.

The policeman went in, came out, said a few words to my plainclothes, and went to stand on duty again.The plainclothes pushed his huge body out of the car.Walking to where I parked, he said, "Okay, let's go in." We passed the police guards and walked up the wide steps leading to the front porch.The door opens.Foshan police officers came down from above to pick us up.He asked: Do you know whose home this is, Lai? I know. How do you know? From address.Xia Heli gave us this address. Been here? No. What do you know about Xia Heli? not too much. Do you know the nature of his work?

Nothing of value.I remember you asked me before. I know.He said: "Things have changed a lot since that time. What happened to Xia Heli?I asked. He didn't answer me, but looked at me silently with sharp eyes. After watching like this for a few seconds, he said: How do you know something happened to him? I said angrily: You don't do this to me.A plainclothes found me halfway.We drove all the way here.A police car pulls up to the door.There are police guards outside the gate.You come out of the house and ask me Xia Heli.If I don't know that something happened to Xia Heli, I can still make a living!

Xia Heli once asked you to be his bodyguard, didn't you? Yes. What is he afraid of? I have no idea. What do you think he is afraid of? I said: I don't know at all. When someone comes to hire you as a bodyguard, it's usually not a good idea to ask him what he's afraid of, why would he need a bodyguard? If I took over the job, of course I'd ask. Did you not take over the job? Doesn't look like it, does it? Why don't you take over? Do you really want to know why? Yes. I said: Maybe Xia Heli is not afraid. What's the meaning? I said: Xia Helizhi wanted to hire me, maybe it was a clue in the Milobo case.He came to our office and waited for Ke Baisha, and both office women remembered that he was there.As soon as I mentioned Melobe's name, Xia Heli immediately decided that we should go see Melobe together.When we got there, we found Melobe dead.

Foshan's eyes are shining now, which you didn't tell me before. As you said, I told him: the situation has changed. Then you think Xia Heli killed Milobo, then come to your office I said: don't be stupid.You ask me why I don't work for him, and I'll tell you why. so what? I said: You first assume that when I went to Melobo's place, I saw something that made me suspicious of Xia Heli. what did you see?He asked me right away. I was tired and authentic: You are here again.I'm building a case myself that lawyers call speculation.I may not have seen anything, but Xia Heli thought I did.He probably thinks I've discovered something I shouldn't know.So he hired me to be his bodyguard.He complained to the police that he might be in danger.I watch over him twenty-four hours a day.I will follow him wherever he goes.What if he goes to a place where no one is in the forest and I never come back?

murder? It's not necessarily that simple, someone will deal with us, tie us up, and take us somewhere.Xia Heli ran away.He took the police back to the place and found my body. A brave private eye who died in the line of duty. Sounds like a big head dream.Foshan scoffed. It was like a nightmare for me. Is that why you refused to work for him? I didn't say that.I'm giving you a guesswork case.I'm saying, maybe that's a reason. Is it right? I looked at him straight into his eyes.I said: I don't know, officer. You know for a while, you don't know for a while. I'll be blunt, I really don't know.Xia Heli asked me to work for him, and in my head, I had the biggest, easiest sixth sense ever, that I couldn't work for this guy.I don't know why? I see, the sixth sense, huh?said the police officer mockingly. Believe it or not. Does anyone have any special news for you? No, I told you, just inspiration. It's really interesting, he made a very disapproving expression, disgusting me to the extreme.He said: You know too much, you know I'm not dragging you to the grand jury just to give you a sixth sense about this case.We also cannot wrap your inspiration in wrapping paper and introduce it to the court as the No. 1 physical evidence.Hey! What's going on here?I asked. He hesitated for a moment, and said: Come in and see for yourself. We climbed the concrete steps, passed the outer porch, opened the unlocked door, and entered the foyer.The floor of the foyer is the best cypress wood floor, and two-thirds of the floor is covered with high-grade oriental carpets. Under the light of the high-hanging crystal chandelier, the waxed floor shines. Sergeant Fo led me into a room on the left, which was a study and office. The room was a mess. Two chairs turned and cracked, a table fell sideways, and an inkwell tipped over, spilling ink on the floor.The carpet was wrinkled and arched in places, obviously someone had struggled and kicked it.A bookshelf fell and fell to the ground, and the moving glass door on the bookshelf shattered and fell apart.The falling books are even more messy because someone is fighting to the death.The partition boards of the bookshelves are turned into different angles, like the scene after two trains collided.The safe was opened wide, and all the archive papers in the box were dragged out, as if they had been checked in a hurry and thrown on the ground. How about it?Officer Fo saw that I was observing everything at the scene, and he asked: What do you think? Am I entitled to speak?I asked. He frowned in annoyance. If you ask me for my opinion, I say: I would like to point out that it is very important to point out that the safe was not opened until after the fight, after Xia Heli was subdued.You could clearly see when the carpet and furniture kicked around as they fought, the carpet kicked and the furniture toppled over, but the papers were apparently dragged out of the safe afterwards so remained unwrinkled. Go on, my Holmes. We can also see that there is a broken rubber band and a pile of envelopes, obviously sent to me by the same woman's handwriting. Stop and pick up one of the letters Mr. Xia Heli, and in the upper left corner of the letter, we see Spokesperson Miss Luo Xiulan, her address is Police officer Foo snatched the letter and said: You must not touch anything. These envelopes appear to be empty inside.I continued: But there is no reason for a person to keep empty envelopes in a safe.So obviously, after these envelopes were taken out of the safe, the letters that were in the envelopes were pulled out. Officer Fo said: What I want from you are facts, not theories. What kind of facts? Who kidnapped Xia Heli? Do you think Xia Heli was kidnapped?I raise my eyebrows. no.Foshan said sarcastically: He decided to leave this room by himself, but his hands and feet were a little heavy. I think Xia Heli probably disappeared, right? Missing, nothing wrong. How did you find out? A servant asked Xia Heli to have dinner.When he didn't come out, she came in to find him.This is what she saw.She thinks the police should be called. So you brought me here to ask me questions? That's right.Do you know this Luo Xiulan? I solemnly took out a handkerchief from my pocket and spread it on the table. What are you doing?Foshan asked. I proudly point to the scarlet smear on the handkerchief.I said: see? See you. This, I said: it's Luo Xiulan's lipstick. Foshan looked at me unexpectedly, barely restraining his anger, he said: How come? She is very impulsive.I said: She likes people, or doesn't like them at all.She's the good friend, hate enemy kind of thing.When she sees me, she likes me.She likes me very much.She is very cooperative with people she likes. oh!Foshan said: What a lot! lipstick? No, nonsense! This nonsense was originally told to me by others, and I said: I am just repeating it. who told you Luo Xiulan. It seems that I have to see Luo Xiulan once. I also think it should. Under what circumstances did she have such a lot of affection for you? I can't be too sure myself.She wants me to do something for her. What's up? You can ask her. you did No. Foshan pointed to the lipstick seal: after this? Not after this. Police officer Fo said: Lai, let me hear you.We have to be rational.Xia Heli is obviously a person of status.He lives in a good house, looks rich, and must have friends.I also have a business with Melobo.Melober is dead.Xia Heli asked the police for protection, and to the police? Yes. He asked me to be his bodyguard. I know the police are not taking this matter too seriously.They told him that the police cannot send people to protect him day and night.That's the business of private investigators. I said: So, he went to the police first? Yes, what's so funny about that? No.I always thought he had a reason for wanting me to be with him, and the rest was just affectation. However, Foshan said thoughtfully: It is also possible, he guessed, it is impossible for the police to send him a bodyguard. Did he tell the police what he was afraid of? Vague. Yes, I said: it must be so.If he is really afraid of something, he will not tell you what it is. He seemed to want to show that the man who killed Melobe, or a group of people, was likely to come to find him. Did he say why? No. Didn't say anything about motivation? No. Your people didn't ask for details? Usually we have to ask and record in detail, but this time we did not answer his request.We did nothing to help him.so we So now you wish you had asked him more? Exactly, Officer Fo said: That's why we invited you here.We think you will know more about this matter. Not necessarily. A policeman stuck his head through the crack of the door and said: Another one is coming too. bring her in. After a while, I heard heavy footsteps, and a policeman took Ke Baisha to the door, and I saw Ke Baisha was pushed into the door by him. Mrs. Ke, please come in.said the police officer. Kebaisha gave him an angry look, then turned her glare in my direction.What the hell is this all about?she says. Sergeant Fo said: We want some news, Mrs. Ko.And we're anxious to know. Kebaisha looked around the turned-up room with bright eyes.What's going on here? Officer Fo said: Obviously, Xia Heli was attacked by someone.He seems to be gone.The last people who saw him said he was in this room.When a servant brought tea and snacks in at four o'clock this afternoon, he saw him sitting behind this desk, working on a document, and the door of the safe was open. What do these things have to do with me.Baisha asked. What we want to know is also how this matter has anything to do with you. Baisha tilted her head to me, and asked this Mr. Tycoon.He is our know-it-all.I only know roughly.But Tang Nuo saw everything, heard everything, and said nothing.This Mr. Lai Tangnuo my partner went to his partner. Well, let's start with an overview of what you know.Foshan said. Bai Sha became cautious this time, choosing her words carefully.She said: Xia Heli came to our office.He wants us to do something for him.I invited Lai Tangnuo here, and he has received him since then. What are you in charge of in this transaction of yours? I endorse the check.Bai Sha said: Immediately send a special messenger to the bank downstairs to exchange the credit. Which one is the errand? Bu Aiqian, my typist. My confidential secretary.I add. Baisha gritted her teeth with hatred. so what? So Xia Heli fell in love with Tang Nuo.He said he wanted to be alone with him day and night.He wants us to take his job. Why doesn't Lai want to do this? Don't ask me, Bai Sha said, "Maybe this guy has bad breath, feet feet, bleeding when brushing his teeth, or else he doesn't like Tang Nuo, he has a cold and it's contagious." I'm not asking you these useless words.Foshan interrupted her. You're asking me something I don't know.Bai Sha said: Let me tell you, I don't know why Tang Nuo didn't accept this business. Foshan glanced at the room, and he asked: Do you have no idea what it is all about here? Baisha looked into Foshan's eyes, unreasonable, but said very firmly: I don't know the fart. Foshan sighed helplessly, thinking that was the only way to go. We passed the door and entered the foyer, where the Foshan police officer was standing at the door.Then he turned and went into the room and slammed the door behind him. Baisha said to me: This kind of thing could have never happened, if you Don't talk nonsense, I told her: this is fake. What are you talking about?Baisha accused. I supported her and led her out of the gate, and it was not until we got into my company car that I answered the question she asked me, and I said: There is no fighting in it at all. Why do you say that? Have you ever tried to overturn a bookshelf that is divided into eight compartments?I ask her. She asked me angrily: What did you say? bookshelf. I am not deaf. Then don't be deaf. Don't be so mysterious.Someday I'll punch you on the jaw.Tell me, good man, what's the matter with the bookshelf? I said: Pick a day and try to overturn a bookshelf. Ga!Here we go again, you go to hell!Baisha said in a temper. I'm really saying it, not fake. Yes, I know.I should go buy an eight-compartment bookshelf and figure out how to tip it over.That way, you don't have to answer my question.I wish I could crush you to death with my bare hands! I said: When someone knocks over a bookshelf that is so tall, the top part of the bookshelf moves the fastest when it falls.The glass sliding doors will all be smashed, and the strange thing is that there is not a single piece of glass on that bookshelf. Bai Sha pursed her lips and thought for a while, then held her breath and said: His grandma's! I said: Besides, that bottle of ink was overturned.This of course happened in the midst of a struggle, if there was a fight at all.But none of the footprints were ink-stained.If someone in the room knocks a chair over and things fly around, ink footprints will be everywhere. What if the fight ended before the ink spilled?Baisha said. So why did the ink spill over? I have no idea. I don't know either. what happened?Baisha asked. Fake, Betha.You know, they're too careful not to make a noise.If you look carefully, you can see that the chair was smashed by first breaking the crosspieces of the four legs, and then pulling out the chair legs one at a time.All the books are taken out of the bookshelves a few at a time, and then the bookshelves are turned down.The partitions in the bookshelves are pushed away piece by piece.If you take a closer look at the waxed floor, there is no mark from the bookshelf. Bai Sha gasped, and she said: You're an asshole, I hate you to death, but you can't deny that you have brains.Maybe you're right, I'll rent the office next door tomorrow morning.I'll have someone come and get it through with us right away, and I'll prepare a nice private office for you.Furniture is also up to you to choose.I give you Essie to be your personal secretary I won't be here tomorrow.I said. why not?Where are you going, Tang Nuo?Baisha asked.The voice was cooing with great concern. I was supposed to have two weeks off, I start tomorrow. What are you going to do? I am on vacation.When I went to South America, I always yearned for the atmosphere there. Baisha tried to stand up stiffly from the seat of the company car. You bastard!She yelled: You mean, bastard little one!You, liar, double-sided flush.What do you think it's okay to hang out and take a vacation at this juncture?If I didn't need your brains, I promise I'd kill you with my own hands and I would, you bastard! Do you want to go back to the office now, or the apartment?I asked. office!Betha yelled: God, we've got to have one of us working.