Ma Tuwen swayed into his residential community. He rented it. He said that the community had been praised. It gathered unstable people from all walks of life from other places. It is a key monitoring area for the nearby police station. In the past few years, the police have indeed achieved great results here. A total of four fugitives were arrested and more than ten times of mediation of sexual disputes. Others stealing and hiding are all kinds of people, which is simply common.

There were two gangsters playing poker at the door, with strips on their faces covered. One of them asked him with a look on his face: "Brother Ma, will you have a concert tonight?"

Ma Tuwen replied: "Yes, I sing a golden song tonight and I am nostalgic!"

The man threw the card in disappointment: "This bad hand, leather circle!"

Obviously not talking to him seriously, Ma Tuwen was not angry, and he really hummed the tone of "Running, Wandering" all the way in.

Ma Tuwen sang in a bar, and she never continued her meals. She regarded her dreams as her horse, and she didn't even have a fixed place. She had a girlfriend who was selling beer. The two earned half a dozen dollars, but Bamei always felt that she was superior to him. When she met, she nagged him not to be enterprising and not to be motivated, but she didn't look like a man.

mdDoes it understand dreams? Dreams! Ma Tuwen is thinking, sooner or later, he will have to dump the Eight Beauties.

When I walked to the door, there was a black Hummer H2 parked in the nearby open space. The car itself was already eye-catching. There was a row of hunting lights on the roof, like a crouching beast full of dangers.

Ma Tuwen felt sour and hummed: "Is it amazing?"

It seemed really amazing, because the next moment, he suddenly changed his mind, took out his cell phone, took a selfie at the Hummer, raised his head and lowered his head, and several times he learned from the world's supermodel's posture, stretched out his hand to lift the vest, just like how sexy it was to reveal the dirty black white sweatshirt inside.

Then I sent a WeChat Moments and said, "It's just like that when Hummer is opened, nothing special."

I specially designed my girlfriend Yamei.

Just as he was proud, there was a sudden rush in front of him, and a string of car keys for the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle as a Pendant was hanging down in front of his face. He heard Luo Ren's voice.

"What's going on when you open it? You have to take the key and sit in and find out."

Ma Tuwen felt that he was very unlucky and was a rare slut, so why did he get hit him in the face?

He looked at Luo Ren squintly.

Luo Ren is twenty-seven or eight years old, handsome and tall, wearing a black jacket and military boots, and seems lazy and lazy to smile, but the strong arms exposed by half-rolling of his sleeves and the sharp light that passes through his eyes from time to time make people feel that he is like his car, like a cheetah ready to go at any time.

Ma Tuwen was sour: "Can you stop hurting me? We have known each other barely since we were young. We stand on the same starting line. Look at the current gap, and it is not allowed by nature."

Luo Ren smiled: "When you go to the Bird's Nest to hold a concert, I can only buy tickets to watch it. That's the difference."

Ma Tuwen was immediately relieved.

***

Ma Tuwen's house was very messy, with one record on the left and the other on the right, and a row of beer cans on the ground. If one of them was not noticed under his feet, the aluminum cans would roll around.

Luo Ren sat down on the sofa and opened a bottle of beer for himself, without saying much nonsense: "How is it going to meet today?"

Ma Tuwen moved the stool and sat down in front of Luo Ren, saying a lot of words to complain: "I'm still meeting you, I'll tell you, the whole room is crazy."

"A old man from the Qing Dynasty named Wan Fenghuo, an old middle-aged woman with a drooping face, the one named Cen Chunjiao, and a sarcastic man named Li Tan..."

Ma Tuwen clamped his throat and imitated Li Tan to speak: "Fake it, fake it."

"There is also a woman named Mu Daye. Do you know what she is wearing on her hands? The wrist rope of the fabric-made little cat head is so childish, and she is at most eighteen years old."

Luo Ren remained calm: "Where did they live?"

"We all followed Wan Fenghuo to Bashu Villa, Wan Fenghuo and their agreed hotel." Ma Tuwen suddenly remembered something, "But that story is quite terrifying. Alas, Luo Ren, that story is fake."

Luo Ren answered the question: "You will tell me the process of meeting. From the beginning of entering the door, everyone said and expressed what they said and what they performed, as much as possible."

Fortunately, it was what just happened and I was quite impressed. Ma Tuwen finished speaking from beginning to end and asked the previous question again: "Hey, Luo Ren, that story is fake."

"If it's fake, why should I pay?"

"That's true...really?" Ma Tuwen thought about it more and more, "How come human feet suddenly disappeared? There is also the one who uses fishing threads to penetrate people. This is so perverted..."

Luo Ren handed the car key to him: "I really can't drive it?"

Ma Tuwen's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and it took a while to realize what he was saying: "No, hey, have you listened to me, that story..."

"Then I'll leave."

***

Li Tan and Mu Dai lived next door. Because of the small differences in the morning, he seemed very dissatisfied with Mu Dai. His face was not very good-looking, and Mu Dai was too lazy to pay attention to him. He felt that a man in his fifties was really not worthy of his stomach.

It was almost evening when Mu Dai heard the sound of the door next door. He saw Li Tan going out from his cat's eyes. After waiting for a few seconds, he followed him out. He met Wan Fenghuo at the door of the Biyuan and nodded slightly at him.

Wan Fenghuo didn't dare to recognize him for a long time. After that, he went to the front desk to ask the waiter: "Was that girl I brought in today?"

The waiter didn't see it: "Did it come out on the right side of the first floor? That's it, only the guests you brought to live there."

Wan Fenghuo took a breath and recalled that she had just seen Mu Daye, her black loose shirt covered with a black tight suspender, a black tight denim and a black half boot. The only bright color on her body was a thin silver chain in her neck, and the pendant seemed to be a skull.

Looking back at the morning when she was full of youth and lively, Wan Fenghuo was incredible: Why do people dress in such a style... polarized?

***

Before Li Tan walked away, he ordered two dishes and a bottle of wine in the nearby food stall. He was so stupid that he could hold on to the nearby. Mu Dai also went to have a meal with him, and then accidentally met: "Mr. Li, you have a meal too."

Regardless of Li Tan's eyelids turning to the sky, she sat down in front of Li Tan with a thick face, and smiled and said, "How could Mr. Li be interested in the case of fallen mahjong?"

Li Tan asked her back: "You are young, how could you be interested?"

"I'm not interested. My aunt asked me to come. She said that the professor's surname is Li, and that male Professor Li was her teacher."

Someone behind him finished eating and went out. When he passed by Li Tan, he staggered. Li Tan held him in a hand and was about to return to Mu Dai's words, Mu Dai suddenly slapped the chopsticks on the table and shouted sternly: "Take it out!"

Li Tan was startled. The person who had just been helped by Li Tan trembled and turned to look at Mu Dayi.

Li Tan suddenly understood and hurriedly reached into his arms and touched the empty hand.

The wallet is gone.

Mu Dai paused: "Who said you, take it out."

The noise in the food stall suddenly became smaller. The boss in the palm of his hands was a little afraid of things, his lips squirmed uneasy. The man was so angry that he was a little reluctant to say: "What are you saying? You're sick."

Mudayi stood up suddenly. For some reason, the man was a little timid and could not show weakness. He was in a stalemate, and a cold voice came from outside the food stall: "Forget it, give it to her."

It was the fat man I had seen on the cable car.

If there was an organization in their industry, the fat man should be the manager. The man hesitated for a moment, took out a black wallet, and threw it at Kiyo angrily, carrying three points of strength in his hand, deliberately asking her not to receive it or bend down to pick it up.

Who knew that Mu Dayi took it casually and grabbed it steadily and asked him, "Didn't you beat Zhang'er?"

While saying that, he opened his wallet and looked around.

The expert could tell if there was any. When the man saw Mu Dai's gesture of picking up his wallet, he had changed color by three points. When he heard her say "draw Zhang'er", he immediately understood why the fat man said "Give her to her". After standing awkwardly for a while, he snorted coldly and turned around and left.

To draw Zhang'er means that some thieves stole the wallet and returned it, they would just leave a few pieces. For example, the wallet was eight hundred in his hand, but the time interval for one steal and one return was five hundred in your hand, but the time interval for one steal and one return was short, so some owners may not care.

In fact, Mu Dayi couldn't know how much money was in Li Tan's bag. After saying and checking it, it was a bit of a pretentious meaning.

After this episode, Li Tan suddenly looked at Mu Dai with admiration and smiled on his face: "There is not much money in his wallet, even if that thing is really taken... Zhang, he can't lose much."

Mu Dai didn't say anything. She closed her wallet and pushed it over to Li Tan, asking him, "Is that photo inside you... a friend?"

Li Tan knew that she was talking about the yellowed black and white photo in her wallet. Although the photo was a young woman, based on time, she was almost in a state of vain now. Li Tan nodded, which was the default.

"This woman, named Li Yaqing, is the daughter of Professor Li and his wife in the case of Locke Lake. She is also my fiancée."

Mu Dai's expression was a little unbelievable, and Li Tan felt a little bitter: "It's been more than 20 years, but I'm still chasing this case because I'm somewhat obsessed with it. Just like your aunt, it's also because she has a teacher-student friendship with Professor Li."

Kiyo wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh.

Had the friendship between teachers and students? She thought so before seeing that photo, but now, she doesn't think so anymore.

Li Yaqing in that photo is like a young man...Aunt Hong.

Li Tan said something again, and Mu Dai came back to his senses from the daze: "What?"
Chapter completed!