pupil mirror

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Dongmei brought New Year's goods back to the nursing home to pay New Year's greetings.

When Zhao Yi came to Xu Jiu's home, the coffee table and sofa were covered with notes and pictures.

Zhao Yi: "According to what you said a few years ago, we went to the paper mill where Shen Yong worked to check. My colleagues said that Shen Yong was used to being alone in recent years, and the colleagues in the unit were no more than acquaintances. However, there is an old workshop director who is now in charge of logistics in the factory. He recalled that Shen Yong was very friendly with a worker in the factory who was keen on various small investments and small businesses more than 20 years ago. That person was called Sun Qingyuan. He went to the Czech Republic to be a bad guy, and now he is said to be a chartered driver for a Chinese travel company in Prague. We have checked the entry and exit records of this person, and he has not been back for more than five years."

"Can I get in touch with this person?"

"You can give it a try, and I will let you know if there is any progress."

"Well, let's talk about Cao Lin." Xu Jiu grabbed a cigarette and lit it.

Zhao Yi flipped through the notes: "Two people were sent to follow her for a while, and she was nothing special with girls of the same age. She usually likes to go shopping, and occasionally goes to clubs and dances. We followed her for more than half a month and found that she Going in and out of the same bar three or four times, the theme of that bar is a mask dance, every time I go to that bar, there will be a girl next to Cao Lin dancing with her."

As Zhao Yi said, he found a printed photo on the coffee table. The photo was taken inside the bar. It was very dark. There were many people wearing various masks gathered in the middle of the dance floor. Although the person was wearing a mask, she recognized Cao Lin at a glance for a long time. Standing opposite her was another girl, wearing a mask with tulle edges, so tightly wrapped that her face could not be seen clearly, she turned sideways to the camera .

Staring at the girl for a long time for a long time: "Is this girl similar to the back of the car thief in the school surveillance?"

Zhao Yi took the photo and looked at it: "In terms of height and body shape, they are somewhat similar, but the clothes and hairstyle are completely different. There are not a few girls with this height and weight. It is a bit far-fetched to think that this person is so."

Nodded in approval for a long time, I don't know why, looking at this girl's figure for a long time, no matter how I look at it, I feel a little familiar, where did I meet...

After a long time, Zhao Yi asked Zhao Yi to write down the name and address of the bar: "What is the bureau's attitude towards this matter now?"

Zhao Yi sighed: "On the surface, he was investigating, but the team that led us was absent-minded at first glance. No matter what we reported, he would always say 'take your time, don't rush'."

He patted Zhao Yi on the shoulder for a long time, and told him: "Continue to look for Shen Yong's ex-wife. Also, don't relax the two clues of Sun Qingyuan and Cao Lin. We may have overlooked it because Cao Lin's alibi was too rigid. She, go to the school and check the surveillance at the school gate again to see if anyone who went in and out of the school with Cao Lin that day is similar to this girl. If there is a chance to meet that girl at the bar, take a few clearer pictures photo."

After seeing off Zhao Yi, he sat back on the sofa for a long time and stared at the photo of Cao Lin and the girl for a long time. He picked up the phone and took a picture of the girl, and sent it to Lu Zhiyao along with the name of the bar.

I looked at the time for a long time, but at this point..."President" may still be sleeping.

"President Lu" has indeed lived up to expectations. Ever since he came out of Xu Jiu's house on the morning of the first day of junior high school, he has been mingling in "Nanke Yimeng".Socializing and entertaining, acting every time is like an anesthetic, turning him into a proud president who is insensitive and painless, but alcohol is the most honest thing in the world, it can instantly drive people away. Wake up, and push him into an entanglement with someone, obviously just a down-and-out lover who has been frustrated in love, the president's persona collapsed in an instant.

Lu Zhiyao was sleeping on the sofa in Luo Weiwei's office. The discomfort of the hangover made him frown tightly in his sleep. His dark brown hair with a natural luster was fine and messy on his head at the moment, ready to build a nest at any time. Yinfeng.Lu Zhile walked up to him with a glass of honey water, raised his foot and kicked his ass: "Can you go home and clean yourself up, and see what's going on."

Lu Zhiyao struggled to open his eyes and sat up, rubbed his "dry nest" used to attract phoenixes, took the cup "Dun Dun Dun" and drank the "Zhile Brand Hangover Tea" in a few sips, forced Wake up.

Lu Zhiyao stood up: "Is Xiaosheng here, I'm going to wash my hair."

"You come back!" Lu Zhile couldn't figure out what the names of his little lovers were, and pressed him down: "What's the matter with you these two days? You've been so fascinated by some little fox."

Lu Zhiyao leaned back on the sofa with the back of his hand on his forehead: "Sister, have you ever loved someone seriously? I mean the kind of person you love very much."

Hearing this, Lu Zhile swallowed unconsciously and almost choked: "Are you... all right? Could it be that policeman?"

As if Lu Zhiyao didn't hear her words, he said to himself: "I know I love him, but I can't prove it. There may be something between me and him forever, maybe a memory, or a pair of eyes .”

Lu Zhile really didn't understand what was going on with memory and eyes at the same time, she just smiled suddenly, looking at her younger brother who was flirtatious on the outside and sweet on the inside, showing pitiful eyes: "Your youth is being suppressed The dog ate? For a compulsory course like falling in love, you obviously failed the course by "seeing your 72 changes". The key points, make-up open-book exams, on-site assistance from the invigilator, and direct reporting of answers by professional scholars off-site all still failed to make you pass!"

Lu Zhile took a breath and continued: "To love someone, you need to prove a silly thing. This is not a proof question, nor is it a subjective question that asks you to write ten thousand love letters. This is the simplest multiple-choice question, and there is no standard. A multiple-choice question with an answer, and obviously you've already chosen!"

This time it was Lu Zhiyao's turn to swallow unconsciously when he heard this, and almost choked on it. He paused for 2 minutes to think about it, and suddenly clasped his fists together: "Master! Hey, you and your ex-brother-in-law were also very fond of each other back then. Why, I can't do this multiple-choice question and fail?"

Lu Zhile shook his hand away: "Loving someone has nothing to do with eternity. If you want to know, you can come and listen to Professor Zhile next time when Professor Zhile is in class...Go wash your hair, and come back to talk to you about business."

Lu Zhiyao sat up suddenly: "What's the matter?"

"Wang Xinyang found it!"

It wasn't until he sat in Qian Xiaoding's car that Lu Zhiyao took out his mobile phone. Among the colorful New Year's greeting group text messages, he suddenly found a WeChat message that had been sunk for a long time. Eighty percent of the "pills".

Lu Zhiyao stretched his fingers to enlarge the remake of the girl's photo, carefully identified the mask, and confirmed that it should be Cao Lin's friend Xiaoyue.As for the name of the bar... Lu Zhiyao looked familiar.

"Sister, do you know that there is a bar called 'Face'?" Lu Zhiyao showed the name on the phone to Lu Zhile in the passenger seat.

"I know, many guests in South Curry have played there." Lu Zhile brushed her hair, and accidentally threw it on Qian Xiaoding's neck, "That's a 'aid/dating bar'."

"What?" Lu Zhiyao was a little surprised, no wonder he seemed to have heard of this name from those friends.

"If Nankeyimeng is a large shopping mall, then the 'face' is 7-11, understand?" Lu Zhile replied calmly.

On the outside, Nanke Yimeng looks like a sanctuary of wantonness. Although this place has many programs, tricks, princesses and young masters, complex guest identities, and different demands, Nanke provides a gorgeous place for socializing. Tian was harassed by the Industry and Commerce Bureau and the Public Security Bureau, so it was still very clean on the scene. Anyway, the Nanke Hotel is next door.

And the place "Lanshi" is a mini version of "Nanke Yimeng". In addition to social needs, if you want to eat "fast food", you will go to "Lanshi" to find food.

Lu Zhiyao quickly replied on the phone for a long time: "Just from the mask, the girl is Xiaoyue, Cao Lin's friend. That bar is a '□□ bar'."

Lu Zhiyao was thinking for a long time whether he would praise his "knowledge and talent".

Ding!

Long time reply: "Have you visited?"

"Damn it!" Lu Zhiyao kicked the passenger seat angrily.

Lu Zhile turned around and slapped him on the head: "What are you doing! Are you sick!"

Lu Zhiyao slumped on his seat: "Sister, my multiple-choice questions are too fucking difficult!"

The three knocked on the door of Wang's house, and Wang Hailu personally came to open the door and welcomed them in.

Lu Zhiyao looked around the room, but he didn't see Wang Xinyang. He turned his head and said, "Uncle Wang, I didn't buy any expensive gifts for the New Year's Eve, so please accept any small things." Then he nodded to Qian Xiaoding.

Wang Hailu took the large boxes of gifts from Qian Xiaoding's hand, nodded and bowed with guilt on his face: "Zhiyao, I'm really sorry, this child Xinyang has hurt you so much, you are an adult and don't remember a villain passed."

Lu Zhiyao snorted lightly: "Uncle Wang, you don't need to block me with words. My dad has already warned me that as long as it is related to you, I will bear all the losses."

Wang Hailu sighed and nodded.

Just as he was talking, a man with a round face, round eyes, and a fair and baby face came down the stairs, stood far away from them and shouted timidly: "Brother Yao, Sister Le..."

Hearing the reputation, Lu Zhiyao looked at him, jumped out and raised his hand to beat him, but was held back by Lu Zhile and Wang Hailu together.

"Zhiyao! Calm down!" Lu Zhile gave him a hard look.

Wang Xinyang stood on the spot with his head curled up and his eyes closed, as if he was waiting for Lu Zhiyao to punch him.

Lu Zhiyao shook off the two people who were holding him, straightened his clothes, and said, "Then go to your room and talk, Young Master Wang!"

Lu Zhiyao turned his head and signaled Qian Xiaoding to wait in the car, and then he and Lu Zhile carried Wang Xinyang upstairs.

Wang Xinyang's room is a typical otaku concentration camp. The walls are covered with posters of Japanese and Korean girl groups and anime characters. In addition to comic books, there are photo albums of girl groups on the bookshelf. The surrounding small models and figures of cartoon girls and game characters are full of them. In every small corner of the room, there is a huge Ayanami Rei U-shaped pillow on the bed, and a set of blue and white sailor suits hang on the head of the bed.

Lu Zhiyao looked around the room of a typical severe otaku patient, his eyes did not continue to search, I am afraid that it would not be strange to find an inflatable doll if he continued to look.

He closed the door, turned around suddenly, rushed out with clenched fists without hesitation, and punched Wang Xinyang hard by surprise.

"Ah!" The white and clean little otaku staggered and sat on the ground, sobbing.

Lu Zhiyao knelt down, slapped his hands covering his face away, and glanced at the red and swollen cheekbones: "Okay, just write off all the bad things you gave me, and we'll settle it."

Wang Xinyang stopped crying suddenly, and stared blankly at Lu Zhiyao standing up. At this moment, the image of Mr. Lu in his heart may be much more noble and glamorous than the beautiful girls in the room: "Yao... Brother Yao, you ... don't want me to be responsible?"

Lu Zhiyao sneered: "Can you be in charge of my upper body or lower body? I still want to get my wife back completely. Can you let me live for a few more years?!"

Wang Xinyang burst into tears with a "wow": "Brother Yao, I'm sorry for you, I, I, I will be your cow and horse in my next life."

Lu Zhiyao lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose: "Stop, stop, if I still meet you in my next fucking life, I will start my next life right away!"

Lu Zhile stood aside and looked at these two guys and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you two, can we talk about business?" Then Zhile turned to look at Wang Xinyang: "Xiao Wang, you sneaked back from abroad and wanted to talk to Wang Xinyang. Uncle, have a good year, but let me tell you, if this matter is not resolved, I promise you will have a hard time no matter where you go in your life."

Wang Xinyang put away his mournful face and nodded: "I understand, Sister Le, what do you want to know?"

Lu Zhiyao sat down beside his bed and lit a cigarette: "How did you get this land?"

"Last year, I made a girlfriend. She said that she had an uncle named Yan Song who worked in real estate. She said that there was a piece of land in Qingshui with great potential. She said that her uncle wanted to transform and upgrade to do AI instead of real estate. He wanted to transfer this piece of land, so he recommended me to talk to his uncle, and then...then, I took this piece of land. "

Yan Song... should be the previous buyer of the land in Qingshui. It is estimated that this hot potato has rotted in his hands for many years. Finally, someone who was taken advantage of by him came to his door and quickly threw it to Wang Xinyang.

"Your company doesn't have that much money to win this project. Are you smart enough to know how to raise money?" Lu Zhiyao asked.

"This is what my girlfriend taught me..." Wang Xinyang said softly.

Lu Zhiyao rubbed his forehead: "Who is your girlfriend? Give me her contact information."

When Wang Xinyang said this, he instigated his nose to cry for Lu Zhiyao...

"Damn it, can you talk like a man!" Lu Zhiyao stood up and wanted to punch him, but Lu Zhile grabbed him.

"She, she is a liar!" Wang Xinyang said with tears.

Lu Zhiyao raised his eyelids: "Liar? How much money did you cheat?"

"No! She didn't lie to me for money, she lied to my feelings!" Wang Xinyang had a heroic expression of swearing to die.

Lu Zhiyao sighed, knowing that he couldn't use normal brain circuits to chat with him, and immediately asked in a probing tone: "She slept with you and then ran away?"

Wang Xinyang blushed and turned sideways: "No...we...we are online dating."

I go!

Lu Zhiyao will never understand the world of otaku in his life.