Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

It worked, we made it.Song Dafen said: Tell me, Tang Nuo.Will I get these promotions? You will get publicity.I told her: But first I need to know what's going on over there. What happened?She shouted in disappointment: You are not watching!Man, this is the best striptease I've ever done. Striptease is watched.I told her: I want to know what happened after that. Standing very close, she stretched out her right hand to touch my face, while her left smoothed my hair.He looked at me with bright eyes and enthusiasm, thinking about the upcoming first edition promotion. oh!Tang Nuo, she said.I close the door.You are a genius.She told me: figured out

It's not me, I said: Fang Zhengyi came up with this method, not me. Hey, who are you kidding.She told me: Fang Yongwei couldn't think of such an idea, you kept saying that, so I just played along with you.Tang Nuo, did I perform well just now? She walked across my room to the window and looked out at the motel below.Then she picked up the binoculars on the table and looked into the lit room. It turns out that you can see so clearly.She happily said: Tang Nuo, did you dance well? Very good.I said. What you're seeing is really something expertly instructed, and every woman can undress.But it takes a lot of training to make the beholder's heart tickle and his eyes straight.I really came from a major, and I went through a lot of hard work.

You made it. Do you feel itchy, Tang Nuo? Itchy heart, straight eyes. I believe you look through a telescope as if you could reach out and touch me. No, I see the frame of your back window and the curtain inside.I said, changing the subject again: If you want to catch the morning paper tomorrow, you should tell me what happened over there.I can call Fang Zhengyi, maybe in time to entertain the reporters. Then what will the reporter do? Just stay here and listen to Fang Zhengyi and I calling. Don't think I'm going to miss this show. Did the police ask you questions? Rarely, rarely, they were too eager to find the peeping tom, so they didn't care about anything else when they caught him.They were probably really, really anxious to get him.

Who is it? A very special guy named Pang Lutu.She said: The name can't be wrong, and he also brought his driver's license.Tell you what, the cops are tearing him apart.After I got dressed, they brought him in and asked me to identify him. Can you identify him? Of course. Did you see his face? I saw his face, she said: But he didn't just see my face.She laughed: You should look at him from the front of him, the two eyes are protruding, I'm really afraid it will fall off.He stood by the window, completely mesmerized, never thinking that the light was shining right on his face.His mouth was wide enough to stuff an apple into.God!I showed him too much, and hypnotized him until he lost his mind.

Surname Pang?I said: What does he do, have you figured it out yet? All figured out.Before the police took him away, they asked him a lot of questions, but he didn't think about it. To be honest, it was all because of you, Tang Nuo. What's the meaning?All for me?I'm telling you, it's Fang Zheng I don't mean that, Tang Nuo.I said he was wandering in that area because of you Lai Tangnuo. oh?I asked. Uh-huh, he is the manager of a telegraph branch, not a big branch, but the location seems to be quite important, because there is a Mishanlou police officer who also lives in that area.

I sat down suddenly, and a chill rose from my back, like a blood transfusion into the wrong blood type, or like ice water injected into a blood vessel. I barely controlled my emotions, so what?I asked. It seems that this policeman surnamed Mi once telegraphed an electronic company in San Francisco, told them your description and your name, and asked them if you had bought a set of car trackers from them within 48 hours.He got a reply saying yes. What did Pang say about me? He said you were chasing an employee in his office.He thinks that you and the employee are going to have a tryst at the Riyong Motel, because Shanlou sent a telegram from his office saying that there was a Zhang Luoda who lived in Riyong on the night of the murder, and Zhang Luoda looked a lot like you.

It is said that Zhang Luoda was alone, without his wife, and did not say that his wife would come later, so the female administrator was a little curious and remembered his appearance.Later the police asked her if there was anything special that happened on the night of the accident. She remembered that you were there and did not bring her wife there.In any case, this police officer surnamed Mi knows that you lived there the night the accident happened. go on.I said. When the surname Pang saw these telegrams, he thought that you were going to stay in the hotel with his employees.I don't remember her name very well, Tang Nuo.

Surname Han?I asked. Yes, she said: The surname is Han, I remember, it's called Han Mei.He kept calling her like her Japanese name, Umeko.Anyway, he went to the motel to do some reconnaissance. He didn’t expect that the first thing he saw was that I was stripping in the mirror. Of course he didn’t know that I was dancing. He only saw a beautiful woman undressing in the bedroom. Anyway, that's the whole story. Did the police believe him? Honestly, I don't know.They asked him to speak, and took him away after speaking. Didn't they ask you questions? No.They told me to pull down the curtains and thanked me for calling the police.Said that I was able to calmly call the police after I found someone peeping, and continued to undress after calling the police. It was very rare. I told them otherwise it would be impossible to leave him to the police to catch him.

I light a cigarette to calm myself down. Was that police officer surnamed Mi there himself?I asked. Did you show up?She said loudly: Of course he was there, he called someone.Tang Nuo, do you have another partner, a woman named um, a big animal like a white shark.Ke Baisha. yes, what's the matter? Shanlou called her, hey, he was really cruel to her!He said she protected you for her sake and now it's over.You're a private eye, aren't you, Dono? uh-huh. I think you came suddenly.She said: But you brought me food and it gave me a lot of confidence.You came to see me when I was at my lowest.To be honest, Tang Nuo, before you appeared, I was about to take sleeping pills to kill myself, but I didn't have sleeping pills with me.Now I'm a normally aggressive, self-aware woman with a future, ready to claw like a cat.

She started humming a little tune again, reaching for the zipper in her back, her hips swaying to the tune she was humming. Look at me, she said: "Every time I start to undress, I take it seriously.Don Nuo, this tune is the one I usually use.As soon as I listen to this tune, I will move naturally, just like this when I walk and take off, there will be a smile on my face. I'd zip down an inch or two, then hesitate like this like I wanted to change my mind.pull a little later I picked up the phone and said to the switchboard: Pick me up with Mr. Fang Zhengyi.Then he told her Fang Zhengyi's home phone number.

Propaganda is the biggest boost to the stripper, who stops stripping and quietly prepares to hear what I have to say. When I got through to Fang Zhengyi, I said, "Okay, Zhengyi, your method is brilliant." what are you talking about?he asks. Load less garlic.I said: You came up with the idea to put your strippers in a motel so the police caught a voyeur who might be a murderer. Is this really the case?Fang Zhengyi said: Is there an inspiration? I have a flash. Where is this guy now? Police Headquarters, but for now they won't let anyone know about it. Where is my dancer? with me. Where are you again? I gave him the hotel together with the room number.Bring some reporters and come now.I said. Helping out, with a little conscience, he said: whoever to look for at this time, even if you find it, you won’t be able to keep up with the morning newspaper.Even if I send all the dancing photos of the girl at hand, it's too late.Besides, which of them would drive to the beach? Moving, I told him: This is a murder case, and this voyeur is the biggest clue in the whole case.The police will hide him until more facts and witnesses are found. You're not begging someone to break the news.You are doing journalists a favor by giving them a hot story.A new development in a murder case is definitely the first news on the cover.A professional dancer undresses at the rear window, and the police arrest the murder suspect.what do you think God, I didn't expect this angle. Thinking about it now, it's still too late. Again, where are you guys.He said. I also told him the name of the hotel and the room number. OK, that's great!He shouted: This will push her to the sky.Bring her and me riches, and people will believe my pitch. They took pictures of her in the motel and I said: Let them take pictures of where the man is standing and especially how much the man can see from standing there.You're going to ask your dancer to tell a reporter that she doesn't care how much men see her because she's a professional stripper, but she knows how the average woman reacts to a pervert peeping. So this brave, beautiful little woman decided to set a trap to help the police Got it, that's enough.He said: You don't need to teach, this is my specialty. Glad you said so.I told him. Keep it short.He said: This is the most important time of my life, and time is pressing.I was a little panicked.I want to promote it well!A picture was taken, from the yard through the rear window into the house, of a woman undressing in front of a mirror.Bras, briefs, and big publicity.Quick, hang up the phone, I can use the phone to call reporters! I hung up the phone and said to Duffin: Everything is going as expected, they will be here soon. How long will it take them to arrive?she asked. He first had to convince reporters that this was real news, not to deceive them for publicity.Then the reporter has to drive down, and they will arrive in about an hour to an hour and a half. She hummed the little tune again, and reached for the zipper on her back. When they got here, I said: I will find you here alone, I have been gone for a long time. Tang Nuo, she said reproachfully. I must slip now. She said: I think there is something wrong with you, you are not interested in what you see. No problem, very interested.I said: But I'm too busy, I really have something to do. I am very grateful to you, Tang Nuo.I've been interested in you since I met you, and I'm here to tell you how much I appreciate you.Probably because my stomach is so full, and after all the stress I feel I shouldn't be alone right now. I think it was because you were too fascinated by the striptease just now, so there is still an aftertaste.I said: I can see that you only think about the audience when you dance. She giggled and said: You remind me of the audience, Tang Nuo.I kept thinking of you when I was inside, I didn't know your telescope was so good, I was afraid you couldn't see clearly. Thanks.I said. Thanks for what?She asked: Because I showed you so much? To tell you about my binoculars, I said: Let me tell you again, the whole publicity plan was conceived by Fang Zhengyi.Anyone who asks about Lai Tangnuo, you have met him, that's all, but the whole plan is Fang Zhengyi's. This point must be remembered, Fang Zhengyi is doing publicity for you, he knows who can praise you.He became famous, and only he can turn it into banknotes.Of course you will not be unhappy with him, you have to express your gratitude to him. Tang Nuo, I'm not stupid either.I'll let him know that I appreciate him for the fact that I am, but for him it's business, I'm not the same for you You can thank me.I said: But don't mention my name, if the police ask you, of course you can't lie.You have to tell them the facts, but don't take the initiative to answer if you haven't asked.Remember this is your second chance to promote, just show them more here and there. They'll make me undress at the hotel for a photo?she asked. Journalists will ask you to cooperate quickly.Because once they know what the news in their hands is, they will call back first, and the editor will pull the first edition, and then rush them to send the manuscript paper back. oh!She jumped with joy: God!I feel like I have curves all over my body. This feeling is good.I told her: You can make your performance resound through half the sky, and now you are waiting for the reporter here. She walked to the window and looked at the motel again.She hummed the original ditty, her hips swayed in tune with the tune, and she reflexively reached behind her back to feel for the zipper. I reached for the binoculars on the table, slipped out the door, gently closed the door behind me, and hurried to the elevator.