Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve

Pouilian's apartment was an old-fashioned, time-honored house.I asked the driver to stop the car at the corner. Walking into the apartment, the musty smell was less offensive because it had been sprayed with deodorant.An elevator wobbled me up to the third floor, where Elaine's house was. I knock on the door. who?a female voice asked. I.I said. oh!Great, you are finally here.Open the door at once.She took a step back in shock and looked at me intently. She was wearing black stockings, a garter belt and corset, a bra, and nothing else. When she saw it was me, she grabbed a dressing gown and put it on her body.

I went into her apartment house. You can't come in!she says. I'm already in. Then get out of here. A few things first. who are you? I am Lai Tangnuo, and I said: Don't you really want to see me?Do you really want to? oh!She responded in a low voice, her voice full of fear. So I came to see you. She laughed out loud, and nervously, she said: Well, now you see me. Who did you think was here?I asked. I asked who you are, you should tell me your name, why only answer me? Then this me, who do you think I am? does it matter? Maybe. Mr. Lai, would you like to sit down and talk?she asked.

Thanks.I said: It seems that you are waiting for someone. I am going out.she says. with whom? It's none of your business. Are you really ready to go out? You see that corset.She said: Why do you bring this bastard thing if you don't go out. uncomfortable?I asked. Of course it's uncomfortable.She said: I don't use this thing, socks, and I don't want to obey. I went to you to find you because of a very strange situation. How weird? quite. You tell me. I will most likely need a bodyguard. how long it takes? Don't know yet. I mean ask how long in a day? all day.

I look around her tiny bachelor pad and at her Murphy bed that retracts from the wall during the day. Where do I sleep?I asked. She laughed nervously and said: I really didn't think of this.How do you calculate your costs? Fifty dollars a day for a good one like me.I said. fifty dollars!she yelled. uh-huh. Fifty yuan, she said: I can't afford it. Why do you need a bodyguard? Guess it. I can not guess it.What's bothering, from men, women?I asked. Yes it is a man.She hesitated and added: with a woman. What kind of trouble? I don't think I can afford a bodyguard at all.

In fact, I said: Your brain is not enough to come up with a reason that will not be discouraged, so you can't use it to resist for a while. What do you mean? I mean, I said: You didn't even want to hire any bodyguards. You came to my office just to find an opportunity to steal half of my letter paper, cut half of it and take it away, and put the other half back in the drawer. I stopped and kept my eyes on her. How could you find me?She asked me with wide eyes. I'm a detective, have you forgotten?I said. I There was a light knock on the door. She jumped up, walked to the door and pulled it open.

Lu Harden, who claimed to be Xi Jialu's bodyguard and friend, stood outside the door.Hello, beauty.He said: Are you ready? He suddenly saw me. what are you doing?he asks. I look up at him.Mr. Lu, are you all right? what the hell are you doing here Miss Pu visits my office in the morning.I said: She is eager to ask me to work for her.She can change her mind now and not want to hire me. He turned to her, how did he find you? how could I know.she says. Did you not leave your address?Lost a purse or something? God, no, I'm so stupid. Did you call? No, she said: I tell you, no!No!No!

Lu Harden looked at me and frowned: How did you come here? taxi.I said. Come on, we need to talk about it.How did you find it here? I'm looking for the woman who stole half of my letter.I said: Cut half of my letter paper and take it away, and put the other half in my drawer. He turned to the woman: Did you say anything? No. Admit what? Do not be silly. Are you saying that Miss Pu took your letter paper?he asks. I said: I said I was looking for the woman who did this. All right!He said: You are in the wrong place.Our patience is also limited, and the limit is reached.You are dismissed!

I have some questions to ask. roll! i don't like being falsely accused His big hairy hands grabbed my collar and tie.He pulled me up from the chair, I tell you to get out!He said. I try to hit him on the jaw.But he grabbed my fist with his hand and twisted my hand behind my back, he pushed me forward, and I had to go forward for fear of dislocation. She opened the door and he pushed me out into the hallway. The door closes with a touch. I looked back at the door, and heard the sound of the latch falling inside. I stepped into the wobbly elevator to see if I could still move my shoulder.Walk to where the taxi is waiting for me.

A guy just drove here and I said to the cab driver: big guy, broad shoulders, athletic look, curly yellow hair, blue eyes A little over six feet tall, around one hundred and eighty-five pounds, and in his mid-thirties.The driver said: I have seen it.How about it? That's the one with the convertible top.Driving said. Fire up your engine.I told him: If you see him coming out of the apartment, honk the horn twice, open the car door, and get ready to go. What do you want to do? Take a look at the registrant information posted in his car. Are you a police officer? detective. You are not thinking of something improper, are you?

I'm looking for evidence.I said: You are making money. I don't want to get involved in something illegal. Will not. How long are you going to be there? One minute. I'll take note.In case he comes out, I start the engine and open the doors.I don't honk any horn. That's okay, I said: I can hear you when you turn the trigger, which is similar to honking the horn. no the same.The taxi driver said: I have the right to start the engine at any time, but honking the horn has a different meaning.It's a signal that I don't do it. I left him, walked to the caravan, and started visiting.

The registration card is rolled into a tube and glued to the long pole under the steering wheel.The owner is Lu Harden.There is nothing in the car that helps me. I tried the glove box, it was unlocked. I looked inside and there was a flashlight, a map, a pack of cigarettes, and another long thing in the corner. I put my hand in. Something stuck to my finger.I pulled out my hand, and the transparent tape was pulled out with the whole package. The tape was still sticking to my fingers, and a package of things dangled down, dangling in the air. That package was my fingerprint record, which I had taped under the TV in my room at the Edgemont Hotel. I grabbed the bag, closed the glove box, and pushed the door shut.cross the road.The cab driver was watching me intently. You took something out of the car, I saw it.He said. I looked into his eyes and said: no. Well, he said: want to go there again? I told him the address of Bu Aiqian's apartment. I looked at my watch and it was exactly fifty-two minutes since I left her. It happened to be the appointed time when she rang the bell of her apartment. I entered her room and smelled the aroma of good food. Ready?I asked. Donno, she said: I grilled you a big steak.Onion rings today.You can have a big baked potato and lots and lots of yoghurt.Today is a special dinner, and I have to uncork a good bottle of red wine.This way you don't have to go out and avoid people staring at your face. You are so understanding.I said, putting my hands on her waist. She strikes a pose and lifts her chin toward me.