Chapter 7

Mukai stood up, staring straight at him without any unnecessary words, getting straight to the point: "Why are you following me?"

Mushidai instinctively closed his eyes at the spray, then slowly opened them again

Before finishing my sentence, I suddenly caught a glimpse of an empty space beside me, followed by two soft sounds. When I looked up again, I felt a rush of heat at the crown of my head, and a word got stuck in my throat, unable to come out.

Of course, Cao Yanhua spoke eloquently, "Sister, let me tell you, from ancient times to the present, both domestically and internationally, why have those who stalked others repeatedly failed?"

It seems that Cen Chunjiao is about to lose her temper

Luo Ren paid the money, picked up bags full of items, and walked out. One side of the alley was a dead end, so he could only walk on the other side, which meant he had to pass by Mu Dai.

What does this mean, Cao Yanhua is alert, now getting excited? Then don't smile at me, smile at him.

As he turned to the next document, Mu Dai suddenly froze in surprise

Finally, I saw Mu Dai and asked her in confusion: "Did you call me?"

First, speak to the fruit vendor: "Excuse me, may I borrow a pen and paper?"

Wan Fenghuo stared with wide eyes: "What are you doing here?"

Sister, oh sister, it is him, I dare to swear on my professional career

Mu Zhi suddenly came to a halt, and Cao Yanhua, unable to regain his footing, stumbled forward several steps before managing to retreat.

Cao Yanhua quickly explained: "Old sir, please do not misunderstand, I would never cut your guests."

Delivered

If you have any questions, please call the internal line 108

Cao Yanhua stood with his head down in the lobby of the Biyuan, and Mu Dai knew from a distance that things were not going well.

Luo Ren smiled apologetically at Mu Dai as he brushed past her. Just as Mu Dai was hesitating whether to make another move, he returned again.

Sister, I know you have some abilities, so show me something impressive to weigh your worth. When it comes to making friends, it is all about those who are useful, wealthy, powerful, or capable; I want to be close to all of them. Don't blame me for being opportunistic in friendships; everyone thinks this way. Who wouldn't want to lean against a big tree...

She turned back to look at Cao Yanhua, who was gesturing excitedly like an exuberant monkey, indicating: It is him! It is him! It is definitely him!

Hello

Mushidai looked at him for a while, and suddenly broke into a charming smile

Suddenly, with a smile on her face, Mu Dai turned around to greet, only to find that Wan Fenghuo had come out

His tone was too intense, the first word was delivered with excessive force, and although I dare not say that saliva sprayed all over Muda's face, at least part of it landed.

This is called "Gecko Wall Climbing," also known as "Immortal Hanging Painting." It is said to have originated from Shaolin, but later it was popularized by the Green Forest. It requires a long period of practice. The song verse states, "Achieving success makes one as light as an ant," which refers to this kind of technique. It truly resembles a gecko, swiftly climbing up in an instant

Wan Fenghuo took the phone from the waiter and looked at the photo: "Isn't that Ma Tuwen? He doesn't live here. The documents need to be delivered, and it must be ensured that they are handed over to the person in question. That's why I asked the waiter to take a photo. Oh, this place is quite messy..."

Mukai stretched his head to take a look; in the photo, Ma Tuwen was holding that file bag, smiling broadly as if he had just won an award.

Cao Yanhua fell silent. After a while, he suddenly realized that he was quite at a loss: "Why is that?"

Mu Zhi took out a tissue, slowly wiped his shoulder, and with a smile, gritted his teeth: "Aren't we friends? When you go to Yunnan to play in the future, I will host you. Besides, don't think of it as helping me; just consider it as... team building."

Wan Fenghuo patiently explained to her: "Your Aunt Hong has two cases with me, one is Luoma Lake, and the other is Zhang Guanghua. Since you are here representing her, I will have someone organize the latest information. Although there has been no progress on Zhang Guanghua's project, it is still worth mentioning."

Cao Yanhua lamented: "Sister, this is not our fault. Everything was fine at first, but who would have known that later on, he suddenly drove out a car. Do you know what kind of car it was? We can't keep up with that. We also do not have the capability to operate a vehicle. If everyone could drive, who would still be in this line of work? Moreover..."

The file contains a brief biography of Liu Shuhai, born in 1972, a native of Changsha, who runs an auto repair shop. Neighbors and customers describe him as honest and straightforward, and throughout his life, he has never had a serious conflict with anyone. His ordinary life has been marked by the only significant upheaval in 2007 when he took his family to Datong, Shanxi, to visit the caves. Unfortunately, the tour bus crashed through the guardrail and fell into the river. There were no major casualties, but Liu Shuhai was the last to be rescued. He remained in a coma in the hospital for as long as 48 hours before waking up. The only significant upheaval in his life occurred in 2007 when he took his family to Datong, Shanxi, to visit the caves. Unfortunately, the tour bus crashed through the guardrail and fell into the river. There were no major casualties, but Liu Shuhai was the last to be rescued. He remained in a coma in the hospital for as long as 48 hours before waking up.

There are apples, bananas, and also strawberries

Mu Zhi raised the documents in his hand, as if he could see them: "You are quite careless in your internal operations; Zhang Guanghua's documents have ended up in my hands. The confidentiality is rather poor, isn't it"

Have you taken the photo? Let me have a look

Just as I had finished putting all the documents back into the folder, the phone rang again. The front desk informed me that there was a guest looking for me

Cao Yanhua then realized that she was referring to the three points she had just boasted about

Luo Ren seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "Me?"

Mu Zhi suspected that Wan Fenghuo had made a mistake, and casually dialed the internal line 108. On the other end, Wan Fenghuo breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing her voice: "I thought it was Cen Chunjiao again. She just yelled at me for half a day, saying that the whereabouts of these criminals are elusive, and even if they went to Luoma Lake, they might not inform their families. I assured her repeatedly that I would not delay the payment, and only then did she relent."

What is this? Mu Dai measured it by length and thought it resembled a wide ruler, or perhaps an elongated bookmark

Miss Huo Zihong

With his arms wide open, he expressed boundless pride: "In the area of the Liberation Monument, our colleagues are on duty twenty-four hours a day. We also have a WeChat group. In other words, once my message is sent, how many people must be continuously monitoring it? Men and women, young and old, from various professions and in all sorts of disguises, will inevitably plunge him deep into the vast ocean of the people's struggle..."

Sister, you are still too naive. Have you ever been in a relationship? That guy is being intentional. Let me tell you, I see things clearly. If you act recklessly, he will definitely pretend to be a gentleman. Once you become serious, he will turn into a rogue. He is counting on your thin skin to make you back down...

Lo Ren, who had been looking straight ahead, finally came to a stop. He looked around in confusion, and not far away, the neon sign of the Third People's Hospital was flashing high above.

It seems that merely observing from a distance is not satisfying enough, leaving behind a table full of dishes, one eagerly comes over to stroll around

The little girl is truly inscrutable, as Wan Fenghuo glances at her with a sidelong look: Is this Ma Tuwen very handsome? It needs to be viewed up close.

Cao Yanhua hesitated for a moment

Additionally, there has been no progress on the Zhang Guanghua project. It was last reported to have been seen at the Taiyuan Bus Station

Then keep an eye on him

Wan Fenghuo is strange: "Zhang Guanghua?"

Why

Mushidai remained silent

He smiled wryly and shook his head, glancing at the people around him and then at Mushi, gesturing towards the hospital sign, seemingly very helpless: "Miss, my friend is hospitalized, and I came to see him. I didn't prepare anything in advance, so I came to buy some fruit. It seems that by coincidence, the route I took overlaps with yours..."

Additionally, the autopsy revealed more findings. On the center of Liu Shuhai's back, there was a section of skin missing, specifically, it appeared as if a piece measuring 23.5 cm in length and 5 cm in width had been excised.

Many ears and eyes

After hanging up the phone, Mu Zhi casually flipped through Zhang Guanghua's information. He was a native of Luoma Lake, living in the same building as the victim Li Yaqing's family. He was a civil servant, and the file included a black-and-white photograph, featuring thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome and upright, resembling a movie star from that era.

Among the onlookers, everyone except the stout Cao Yanhua displayed expressions of sympathy and understanding

Early the next morning, the attendant knocked on the door to change the towels and also brought along a file folder, on which two lines were written in black marker.

It is truly strange, from Cen Chunjiao bursting out of the door to shouting for the old man at the door, at most a little over one minute, the act of chopping off the left foot is already beyond comprehension, who could possibly meticulously peel the skin off?

Inside are the detailed records of Liu Shuhai, confirming that Cen Chunjiao's statements are not unfounded. The autopsy indeed shows normal illness-related death, and it is true that the left foot was severed; however, the injury is not related to the cause of death.

Wan Fenghuo was about to return the phone, but Mu Dai stepped in first and said, "Let me take a look"

In the alley, Mu Dai's expression was gloomy as he walked quickly, while Cao Yanhua had to jog to keep up, panting and feeling heartbroken, struggling to catch his breath.

Cao Yanhua regained his composure after a while, and he spoke with excitement, his voice trembling: "We are friends now, Sister Mudi. I will go to the other courtyard to find you as soon as I have news."

Mukai is somewhat impatient, but he is even more convinced that Luo Ren must have some issues: the gaze of half the street is focused on him, yet he can still remain so calm and solely focused on selecting strawberries

Another important point is that, according to family memories, Liu Shuhai has never been to Luomahu Lake

Again, referring to Mushi: "Good friends, we are good friends"

Oh my goodness

Ma Tuwen's home is indeed quite messy, with beer cans scattered all over the floor and a women's camisole draped over the sofa

As soon as he approached, Cao Yanhua let out a heavy sigh, seemingly too embarrassed to speak, and deliberately used body language to prompt Mu Dai to "understand".

Hello

Mukai keenly sensed the unfriendly gazes surrounding him

This time it was Mu Zhi who was taken aback: Is it also Aunt Hong who wants to inquire? How many people does she want to ask about in total?

Although it is for Aunt Hong, I am fully authorized to represent her, so I should be able to see it, right

Mushidai opened the file bag to take a look. The efficiency of Wan Fenghuo and his team is indeed commendable. Although they may not always be able to uncover the most secretive information, once there is a breakthrough, the additional reference information from the outside is quite substantial.

Because of detachment from the masses. A person stubbornly follows and follows, trailing down one street after another, but the one being followed is not a pig, and will eventually notice. However, we are different

The next moment he reacted: "Oh, that matter. Didn't your Aunt Hong tell you? It was also her who inquired about it."

He returned to the wooden table in front of hetushucomcom, placing the fruit at his feet, and lowered his head to write something on the paper: "However, miss, if you are looking for an opportunity to get to know me, my name is Luo Ren, and you can call me at this number at any time..."

He muttered, "That car speeds up, and even if we take three taxis, we can't catch up. Ah, old man..."

However, this is not the main point

Good friend? Wan Fenghuo felt puzzled in his heart. Just as he was about to ask in detail, he saw the waiter who had gone out to deliver the package returning, and hurriedly asked him: "Did you deliver it?"

Mukai is curious: "Why do we need to take photos of what we send?"

The materials mention that this section of the gap is very neat and orderly, certainly not cut away randomly. Even if it were done by a person, it would require meticulous effort. Moreover, it was only discovered during the autopsy when the clothes were removed. The wound is fresh, and it should not be long after the time of the cut on the foot

Before she finished speaking, Mu Dai bumped into him hard, causing him to stagger. Luo Ren touched his shoulder, which was hurt from the collision, and turned to look at her retreating figure, a hint of a sly smile appearing at the corner of his lips

On either side of the narrow alley, there are low houses on one side and the backs of taller buildings on the other. The wooden frame is approximately four to five meters high on the wall of the building. With both hands gripping the edge of the air conditioning unit mounted on the exterior, the body is turned upside down, with the head down and feet up, and the eyes shine with a captivating brilliance.

She enlarged the photo

The entire text is about Liu Shuhai, so how did Zhang Guanghua suddenly appear?

Isn't it said that he should be plunged into the vast sea of struggle among the masses?

Cao Yanhua feels a bit guilty

Why is Aunt Hong inquiring about such a handsome man? Mu Dai's curiosity was instantly piqued, but upon turning to the next page and seeing the note that read "married at the time, with a three-year-old son," her interest immediately waned

In 2008, he left home, claiming to seek business opportunities outside. After that, he rarely contacted his family. In 2010, he died of illness in a small hotel at the Jinan West Suburb Passenger Station.

This world is more inclined to forgive those who are good-looking, and even more so to forgive men who are not only handsome but also humble and courteous

The focus is on the messy table in front of him, which has several bags of fruit on it. Although the resolution is not high, it can still be roughly identified.