Xiaoyu Detective Agency 2

When Xiuwen heard that Wang Jue asked him to call him Xiaoyu, he felt warm in his heart, and that kind of warmth was enough for him to forget all the barriers between the two of them.Although he ran away and went to work after saying this, Xiuwen still replayed the scene in his mind many times.

So as soon as Wang Jue called him, he almost couldn't wait to see him.

In the evening, Xiuwen came to Zhao Qiuge's house according to the address given by Wang Jue, and suddenly a set of pancakes was stuffed in his hand, saying it was for dinner.He didn't object, he hadn't eaten this kind of street food for a long time, and he really missed it.

Wang Jue quickly entered the working state, and Xiuwen silently followed behind.

Zhao Qiuge lived in an old dormitory building with only five floors, facing south.From the outside, it looks dilapidated compared to the high-rise buildings in the city, but there are similar buildings around here, so it's not eye-catching.

At the entrance, as Zhao Qiuge said, there was an old man who was guarding the door, and he also raised a big fierce wolf dog. Seeing the strange Wang Jue and Xiuwen rushing towards him, Wang Jue was so frightened that he hid behind Xiuwen.Zhao Qiuge stood at the door waiting for them, and quickly explained to the uncle that Wang Jue and Xiuwen were his friends, and the uncle used a bone to call back the big dog, and let them go upstairs without further questioning.

The location of the stairs is in the center of the building, and some rooms are evenly distributed on the left and right sides.The lights in the corridors are voice-activated, the LED lights glow a miserable white, and there are a few dim lights, but mostly work.

No one lives on the first floor. Wang Jue probed it. The east side seems to be a laundry room and public toilet, and the west side has a shower room. The rest of the doors are locked, and they are probably warehouses.

Zhao Qiuge's room is the second to last on the west side of the second floor, facing south.There are 12 rooms on the west side of the second floor, which are almost full.Almost all the people living in this area are hard-working people for their livelihood. At this time, there are still many people who have not come back, and the lights in most rooms are turned off.The room Zhao Qiuge lived in was not in a good location, and the room further inside used to be occupied by a couple. They broke up a few days ago, and they just quit the rent, so it is now vacant.He took out the key to open the door, and Wang Jue glanced at the door number outside the room, which said 209.Opposite him is 210.

When the three of them walked in, Zhao Qiuge first turned on the light, then ran to open the window, and pulled aside the curtains that were hung as hastily as if they had been cut from a piece of cloth.Although it is in a room facing the sun, I can't feel any sunlight.The distance between the buildings in this neighborhood is very narrow, and the design was not good when the building was built. The first and second floors rarely have sunlight coming in. He usually likes to open the doors and windows and rely on ventilation to make the room a little more comfortable.

Downstairs is the shower room. When there are more people taking a bath at night, the water vapor will evaporate upwards, and the whole room will become humid.At that time, Zhao Qiuge would close the window.

While listening to Zhao Qiuge's introduction, Wang Jue looked at the room.

This room is about [-] square meters, which is quite spacious for one person.The bathroom is shared on the east side of the corridor. There is no gas in this building. Zhao Qiuge put an induction cooker near the window. In fact, except for occasionally cooking a hot pot and cooking noodles, the utilization rate is very low.

There was a pile of cardboard boxes and empty bottles as soon as he entered the door. Cardboard boxes were a necessity for his work, but they looked new and old, and they were not sorted out. They were scattered there in a disorganized manner, taking up a lot of space.The empty bottles should have been saved up and planned to be sold. He lives very carefully.

What was left was a single bed, a simple large wardrobe, a small writing desk and two plastic stools that did not match.

A well-worn laptop sits on the desk, with a large white mug to the right.There was a small refrigerator in the corner on the right side of the table. Zhao Qiuge opened the door of the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk, then dug out two paper cups from the cabinet and poured it for the two of them.

"You serve guests with milk?" Wang Jue was a little surprised when he took the paper cup.

Zhao Qiuge smiled "hehe", narrowed his small eyes, and looked around awkwardly.He doesn't have anything to entertain at home. He usually doesn't drink hot water, and he doesn't even have a kettle. Now that he's run out of mineral water, he forgot to buy it. There's only milk in the refrigerator, which he stocked up during a promotion in the mall. If he doesn't drink it, it will expire.

Wang Jue glanced at the large piece of almost transparent white cloth beside the window again: "Your curtains are too casual."

Zhao Qiuge said that he often couldn't remember to block it, and he had nothing to fear being seen as a man, and besides, he blocked the windows and it was dark at night, and he felt out of breath.

Wang Jue wanted to complain that the curtain couldn't block much light at all, so after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

"Did you lock the door when you went out to wash?" Wang Jue looked at both sides of the corridor. In his opinion, the safety here is not high, and Zhao Qiuge is not vigilant, so he has no hope.

"There is nothing to lock here. I don't put cash in my house, and there is nothing of value. Besides, outsiders can't get in. If people who live here lose their things, they must suspect their neighbors. Rabbits don't eat grass by the side of their nests." Woolen cloth."

Zhao Qiuge did have a neighbor, a girl.They knocked on the door of 207, and the girl answered the door just after washing her hair.

It was Zhao Qiuge who called, so when she opened the door and saw three people standing outside, the girl was a little surprised, froze for a moment, and didn't let them in.

"They are the detectives I found, don't be afraid." Zhao Qiuge explained.

The girl nodded when she heard the words, and then let them in.

Wang Jue was also taken aback by this girl.She was tall and slender, almost as tall as Wang Jue, maybe even taller, with fair skin and a delicate appearance, she was out of place in this dilapidated apartment.

207 and 209 are adjacent, because they used to be staff dormitories with the same size and layout, and the squares are not very big.It's just that girls live here, and there are more trinkets, and the room layout and items are placed more warmly.Although the room is small, it looks very stylish.

The curtains are much thicker than Zhao Qiuge's, and they are double-layered.There was a bouquet of dried flowers in a glass vase on the windowsill. Both Wang Jue and Xiuwen didn't know much about flowers, they only knew that they were small purple flowers.

The single bed is covered with white floral sheets, quilts and pillows with the same pattern are neatly arranged, and there is a small light brown teddy bear beside the pillow.The floor on the other side of the room is covered with a thick round velvet blanket, and in the center is a small white square wooden table, which can be arranged to sit on the floor.The pattern on the pure white tabletop looks like it was hand-painted.

"Did you draw that?"

The girl who was wiping her hair glanced in the direction of Wang Jue's finger, then nodded.

"Xiaoya is an illustrator." Zhao Qiuge quickly explained, with a bit of complacency in his tone, as if showing off his friend.

If it is a well-known illustrator, it is impossible to live in this kind of place.Xiaoya's conditions seem to be better than Zhao Qiuge's, but they are not so good.If you really look at the bank card balance, I'm afraid you won't be richer than Zhao Qiuge.

"Don't you usually paint here?" Wang Jue found that the place was very clean, without any trace of oil paint. It didn't look like the room of someone who made a living by painting.

"If you mean watercolor and oil painting, I also rented an extra room as a studio on the third floor."

Leaving from 207, they opened Room 210 opposite Zhao Qiuge.

Zhao Qiuge was talking about Xiaoya.Her name is Wen Ya, and she lived here for about the same time as Zhao Qiuge.The two live close to each other and are about the same age, so they usually walk around a bit.Wen Ya would ask him for help when she needed to work hard.

210 seems to have not been lived in for a long time, but the windows are open for some reason.Because it faces north, the air blown in by the wind is inexplicably cold.Even in early summer, Wang Jue still shrank his neck.

The room was empty, and there was a wooden table left behind in the middle. It was of an old style, painted yellow, and had three worn-out drawers that creaked when touched.

Wang Jue went to the window and took a look.The windows were left open, and there was no dust on the sills, and no footprints could be seen.There was indeed some dust on the ground, but it was trampled in a mess, and it was of no value to distinguish.

Looking out from the window here, it is different from the extremely narrow building spacing in the south, which seems to be one step away from entering someone's house, and the north is much more open.From a distance, several dark buildings could be seen tens of meters away.

"What is that?" Wang Jue asked Zhao Qiuge.

"Unfinished building, I'm not a local, I just heard about it," Zhao Qiuge said pretending to be mysterious, "That area is very evil, and there are always accidents. The developer couldn't bear it, so he gave up."

Wang Jue nodded slowly, thinking in his heart, it seems that that is his main battlefield.But before going there, they had to go around and take a look outside the dormitory building.

As the three walked, Wang Jue asked, "Are the windows of 210 open all the time?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"The police also asked this question yesterday. The uncle said that when the previous tenant left, he remembered that it was closed. After that, no one came to rent this room, so he never came to see it again."

"When did the previous tenant move out?"

"Three months ago."

"With this level of dust accumulation, the windows are probably kept open all the time."

"What about the table?"

"It was left by the previous tenant and it was not cleaned up."

"Is there any information about the previous tenant?"

"Yes, but they are all fake. I can't get in touch. The uncle only remembers a young woman who looks pretty."

"You live right across from her, haven't you seen her?"

Zhao Qiuge shook his head: "I work outside during the day and come back late at night, so it's not surprising that I haven't seen her before. I knocked on the door to say hello, but she didn't open the door. A girl lives alone, so it's right to be a little wary." Yes, you say yes?"

They walked around the building again, Zhao Qiuge went back, Xiuwen and Wang Jue were left to observe the outside of 210 for a while, Wang Jue showed an imperceptible smile, and dragged Xiuwen to leave.

When going downstairs, Xiuwen asked, "What do you think of what he said?"

"Except for the last question, everything else can be believed."

"What happened to the last one?"

"He likes elegance, so naturally he doesn't want to be known that he coveted other women."

"Do you think he has seen that tenant?" Xiuwen was about to turn back and ask again, but Wang Jue grabbed his arm and pointed to a person and a dog at the door.

"You don't need to ask him, just ask the uncle."

Holding the photo, Wang Jue was about to walk over when he was persuaded to leave by the big dog.In the end, Xiuwen asked in the past.

"Master said it was this person, and this is it," Xiuwen stared at the phone screen for a while, and suddenly found that the person in the photo looked very similar to Wang Jue, "Your sister?"

Wang Jue was noncommittal, all he thought was: Damn Gao Yan, let Jing Yue live in such a place, see if I don't go to him to settle the score.