Qindao suburbs, Xiaofeng Village.
Xiaofeng Village is not big, with only a few hundred households. It is relatively close to Qindao City, so the transportation is relatively convenient.
Many people who work in other places will rent houses here. The people here are quite mixed, and there are many conflicts between locals and foreigners.
The east side of the village has a road that can directly lead to Qindao City. There are many shops on both sides of the road, and there are also some breakfast stalls in the morning.
Among them, there is a fried dough stick stall that has the most customers. This is the only fried dough stick stall in the village. First, because the village is not big, there are not many diners.
Second, because this fried dough stick is affordable, delicious, and often changes the oil, other fried dough stick stalls can't compete with it.
There are a few short tables and benches around the fried dough stick stall. A young man and woman are sitting at the short table on the south side. The man is handsome, and the woman is beautiful, attracting the attention of many villagers.
The woman is in her early twenties, with a ponytail and a good figure. She is sitting at the short table, eating the fried dough stick.
The man took a spoon, scooped a wonton from the bowl, and brought it to the woman's mouth, "Siyu, the wonton tastes good, try it."
The woman slightly raised her head, opened her mouth, and hesitantly looked at the man next to her.
The man frowned, "You don't want to eat?"
The woman shook her head, "No, I'm afraid of the heat."
"It's okay, I'll help you blow it." The man blew the wonton and brought it to the woman's mouth, "Eat it, it's not hot anymore."
"Thank you." The woman squeezed out a smile and ate the wonton.
The man smiled and kissed the woman on the cheek, "I'm your boyfriend, no need to be so polite with me."
"What else do you want to eat? I'll feed you. "
"No need, I can eat it myself. Hurry up and eat, or else it will get cold. "
The man grabbed the woman's hand, "Siyu, you're worried about me."
The woman nodded her head.
"Okay, I'll eat too." The man picked up a fried dough stick and ate it.
Not far from the short table, sat a couple in their thirties. The husband and wife are very fat, and they look like husband and wife.
The fat lady looked at the young couple beside her as she ate the fried dough sticks. She then glanced at her husband, who was eating and sweating profusely. The most annoying thing was that he was smacking his lips.
"Hehe." The fat lady nudged her husband with her elbow. "Look at him, then look at you."
The fat man was a little hot from eating. He pulled his vest up to his chest, revealing his belly that was even rounder than the bottom of a pot. "What's wrong?"
The plump lady glared at him and whispered, "You only cared about eating. You only served me a bowl of wontons, and you didn't even let me have a sip of the soup."
"Didn't you say you don't like to eat wonton? I even bought you a bowl of soybean milk."
"That's soy milk, right? Are you stupid? Didn't you see that handsome guy feeding his girlfriend wontons? Whether she likes it or not is one thing, the key is her attitude."
"Understand?"
Big Brother Fatty let out a long sigh. He could still tolerate the first part of the sentence, but the last part of the sentence, 'I understand', made him furious.
How can a fat lady like you compare to a pretty girl? Look at her figure. Her breasts are her breasts and her legs are her legs. You … you're a whole bucket.
Feeding you? This guy, I'm already giving you face.
The fat lady nudged her husband with her elbow again. "Hey, what are you standing there for? Are you stupid?"
Big Brother Fatty's face was full of smiles. "I'm reflecting on myself. Come, wife. I'll pick a good one for you, a big one."
Big Brother Fatty scooped up a wonton with his spoon and brought it to the fat lady's mouth.
The fat lady sniffed it and pushed Big Brother Fatty's hand away. "I don't like to eat this."
Big Brother Fatty was speechless.
You old woman, I'm giving you face, aren't I?
Although Big Brother Fatty was unhappy, he still ate the wonton in consideration of the harmony of the family.
You old woman, you should be glad. If I were born in ancient times, I would definitely marry a concubine and let you eat wontons every day.
The young girl finished her fried dough stick and looked over in a daze.
The young man stopped eating and asked with concern, "Siyu, are you full?"
The girl said softly, "Yeah, I'm full."
The man took out a tissue to wipe the girl's mouth. "Let's go."
After that, the two of them stood up and left hand in hand.
The fat lady had been paying attention to them. She poked her husband with her elbow out of habit. "Look at him. How long has it been since you held my hand since we got married?"
Big Brother Fatty looked at his wife's fat hand and sighed. He took a big gulp of the wonton soup as if he was trying to get himself drunk.
…
City Public Security Bureau.
Yu Hua Branch Criminal Investigation Unit Three's temporary office.
Unit Three was divided into two groups. One group went to the Traffic Police Surveillance Command Center to check on Skynet, and the other group went to the office to check on the private surveillance.
Zeng Ping was looking at the case information. The suspect had committed three crimes, but other than the DNA and the Mercedes, there was not much evidence left.
From his experience, the murderer's viciousness did not seem like it was his first time.
Since the murderer dared to leave DNA evidence, it meant that he did not have a previous criminal record. Of course, it could also be that the case had not been solved yet.
Lynch stood up. "Captain Zeng, I found traces of the suspect's car."
Zeng Ping quickly walked over to check on the surveillance.
"Look, this is the surveillance from the night before yesterday at around 8 pm. Although the car plate number had changed, the car model is exactly the same." Lynch paused and continued, "The suspect's car disappeared from Skynet's surveillance at around 7 pm. Based on the time, it should be this car."
"Where is this?"
"This is the surveillance at the entrance of Xiaofeng Village. We only saw the car enter and not the car exit."
Zeng Ping made a prompt decision. "Get ready. I will report to Team Ding. We will depart in ten minutes."
"Yes."
…
One hour later.
Two cars drove into Xiaofeng Village.
Zeng Ping, Tian Li, Lynch, Wei Zimo, and the rest got off the car.
Zeng Ping looked around. The road was wide and there were many roadside stalls. "Wei Zimo and Sun Xing, follow me to the Village Committee. The rest of you stay in the vicinity and ask around for traces of the suspect's car."
After that, everyone split up.
Zhao Ming had played games for a while last night. He slept late and woke up late. He did not have time to eat breakfast and saw a stall selling fried dough sticks not far away.
"Ahem, I will go over and ask."
Zhao Ming greeted the rest and ran over to the fried dough stick stall.
"Boss, give me two fried dough sticks."
The boss was in his forties and was a quick worker. He picked up a fried dough stick and asked, "We have soy milk, tofu pudding, and wonton. What would you like to drink?"
Zhao Ming wanted to eat tofu pudding, but he was investigating a case and did not have the time. "Give me a cup of soy milk."
"Okay. Do you want sugar?"
"No sugar."
While the boss was packaging the soy milk, Zhao Ming asked, "Boss, your village is so close to the city. You should be quite rich, right?"
"Not bad."
"Is there anyone who drives a Mercedes-Benz in your village?"
"Yes, a few days ago, there was a young man who drove a Mercedes-Benz and came to buy soy milk and fried dough sticks. Oh yes, he came today, but he did not drive a Mercedes-Benz. Instead, he brought a little girlfriend. She is beautiful and has a good figure. "
Zhao Ming subconsciously took out his phone and clicked on a photo of Wang Siyu. "Have you seen this girl before?"
"She looks familiar. Oh yes, she is the girl who was eating with the young man who drove the Mercedes-Benz."
"Are you sure?"
"I can't be wrong. She ate at my place this morning. It hasn't even been two hours."
"Then where did they go?"
"I didn't pay attention to that. Maybe they went home or went to work." The boss packed the soy milk and handed it over. "That's a total of four yuan."
Zhao Ming paid the bill. This was a pleasant surprise. He could find clues while eating fried dough sticks.
"Boss, do you know where they live?"
"I'm not sure about that. There are so many customers every day. I'm so busy that I can't care."
However, after thinking about it, Zhao Ming felt that something was wrong. "Only the two of them came to eat?"
"Yes."
"How do they eat?"
"That's a question. Of course, they sit and eat."
"That's not what I meant. I mean, how is their relationship?"
"Good. The two of them are so lovey-dovey. You feed me and I wipe your mouth. I'm so jealous." The boss sighed. "If I were twenty years younger … Heh …"
"Zhao Ming." A woman's voice came from not far away.
Zhao Ming did not need to look to know who it was.
He took a bite of the fried dough stick. It tasted good. He quickly walked to Tian Li and whispered, "Sister Tian, are you looking for me?"
"Hurry up and eat. Don't dilly-dally. If Captain Zeng sees you, he will scold you."
"Hehe." Zhao Ming smiled. Feeling Tian Li's concern, he handed the soy milk over. "Sister Tian, drink some soy milk. It's good for your skin."
"Drink it yourself. I'll go over and ask."
"Sister Tian, there's no need to ask. I've found a clue."
Seeing the soy milk and fried dough sticks in Zhao Ming's hand, Tian Li looked doubtful. "Really? Fake? "
Zhao Ming pretended to be mysterious. "Of course it's real. However, the situation may be different from what we think."
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