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Chapter 87 Harley Motorcycle
"Stop chasing them out, the two of them are enough."

He also saw the figure just now. He escaped very quickly, obviously he was well prepared.

Even though Denim Blue and Tao Liangwei reacted very quickly, they probably still wouldn't be able to catch up with that person.

Instead of chasing the murderer, He Luo pointed to the customers who were shopping in the store when the accident happened.

Now they are all standing still, not knowing what to do, obviously they have not recovered from the shock just now.

The most urgent task is to appease the emotions of customers.

So he grabbed Aunt Hong, just because he needed someone to help him comfort him.

"I'm sorry, I made everyone laugh!" Even though his heart was burning with anger, He Luo knew that he had to correct his attitude at this moment.

No matter who the saboteur is, customers are innocent and should not be allowed to suffer any harm.

"He will pay for your purchases today. He is deeply sorry for the unpleasantness caused to your shopping!"

"We will find the murderer and hand it over to the police and the country for handling. And we guarantee that similar things will not happen again. Please give me a chance and believe in Miaoguo."

"Then, Xiao Liang, come and sweep the floor!" In the last sentence, He Luo raised his tone, pretending to be relaxed, and calmed down the mood of the customers.

Some of them didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary high school boy could speak in Miaoguo. Their first reaction was that this boy was the son of the store manager Huaiyuanshan.

Only a few people who know Huaiyuanshan know that he only has one daughter and no sons.

But in any case, fortunately, He Luo came forward to explain in time and took responsibility, which also gave the customers some comfort. At least the free fruit for everyone was good news for them.

As for the broken glass, most of it fell to the ground and did not cause too much harm to the customers who were shopping at that time.

Only one person happened to be shopping for fruit in front of the glass when the incident happened, resulting in a scratch on his elbow.

He Luo also paid the medical expenses in time and left satisfied.

Honoka poked out half of her head from behind the counter in shock, looking at the surrounding situation.

After finding everything safe, he slowly got up, muttering in a low voice with lingering fear

"What are you doing?"

Gay Zi called Huaiyuan Mountain out from the warehouse behind the store, and brought two brooms with him. The original broom in the store was used as a self-defense weapon when Tao Liangwei chased him out.

"What's going on here!?" Huaiyuanshan exclaimed when he saw the mess in the store

He Luo came to the piece of broken glass, bent down and picked up a gray stone.

"This is probably the murder weapon,"

After a closer look, the stone is just an ordinary stone, dense and heavy, just right for breaking glass.

"Who the hell is going to come here to sabotage us?" Gay Zi walked over and looked at the scene in thought.

He Luo looked up and saw two people coming in from the door. It was Denim Lan and Tao Liangwei who had chased them out.

They had nothing but a broom in their hands, obviously they didn't catch the murderer.

The two were dejected, and Denim Lan shook his head: "Brother Luo, I'm really sorry for letting them go."

He Luo smiled, not blaming him.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Tao Liangwei waved the broom in his hand, and said angrily, "Damn it, that kid has accomplices. We chased him for two blocks, and suddenly a motorcycle came to pick him up. I'm so angry."

Aunt Hong nodded: "If there are accomplices, then it must be a premeditated crime."

He looked at He Luo and asked for advice: "Brother Luo, what should we do? Should we call the police? Or solve it in private?"

He Luo curled his lips: "Call the police, of course I did, it's a society ruled by law now."

The gay Zi nodded slightly, and said worriedly: "But brother Luo, don't blame my brother for speaking badly. The cops may not care about such trivial matters, or they don't care at all. In the end, we have to solve it ourselves question."

"I didn't say we won't get involved in this matter." He Luo shrugged noncommittally, "Xiao Liang, call the police first, and then make a record later."

Aunt Hong nodded happily: "That's it!"

"little six!"

He Luo shouted, but got a cold response from behind.

"Let me tell you first, I'm not your little brother, and I have no obligation to work for you."

Despite what he said, the homemade laptop in his hand has already adjusted the monitoring of Yongping Street.

As soon as He Luo turned his head, he heard him pointing at the screen and preaching
"This man, the murderer"

Everyone looked along the unclear surveillance screen, and saw a man wearing a black cotton hat, a black mask, and a tightly wrapped man, holding a red and black plastic bag in his hand.

The plastic bag is heavy, obviously it is a stone, but because it is opaque, it only looks like a watermelon from the outside.

He observed from the side of the road to reminisce about the old days, and when he found the right opportunity, he rushed forward, staggered away from the customers who were shopping in front of the glass, and threw the stone out of his hand.

Then he ran away without looking back.

Three or four seconds later, I saw Denim Lan and Tao Liangwei chasing after him.

Then the two chased him through Yongping Street and chased for a whole street. Near Chunhua Street, a Harley motorcycle suddenly rushed out from the shadows.

The murderer was also very energetic. He jumped onto the back seat of the motorcycle and then disappeared.

"Where did these two go in the end?" He Luo asked

Xiao Liu shook his head: "I don't know, this motorcycle drove less than 500 meters away, and then turned into a dead corner of surveillance, and then I couldn't find it."

He thought for a while, and added: "Maybe we can find it, but it will take a lot of time to investigate."

"Where's the license plate? Motor vehicle license plate." He Luo reminded
Xiao Liu pursed his lips and pointed at the screen on the surveillance.

"The speed is too fast, it is difficult to see their number plates with the naked eye, and the key point is that their number plates may not be real."

"It makes sense how easy it is to change a fake number plate." Gay Zi thought for a while.

Denim Blue, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Not much"

Everyone looked at him, only to hear him continue to preach: "Harley motorcycles, this model is no longer popular, and there should not be many in Cannes."

Listening to his determined tone, everyone suddenly remembered that in recent years, most of the best-selling motorcycles are brands such as Yamaha and Kawasaki.

There are not many people who like Harley's old-fashioned motorcycles.

Xiao Liu's eyes lit up, and he sat behind the counter holding his precious computer

while muttering
"The number plate can be changed, but the model cannot be changed. That's right, why didn't I think of it!"

Huaiyuan Mountain on the side listened to it for a long time, and finally heard some famous tricks.

However, he couldn't intervene, so he could only stand helplessly in embarrassment.

He Luo walked over and patted him on the back, apologizing
"I'm really sorry, Brother Huai, for causing such trouble to the store."

Although the identity of the murderer is unknown, he estimated that it was mostly due to his own reasons.

Huaiyuanshan sighed leisurely, without any intention of blaming He Luo.

He remembered what happened to him at the White's fruit shop.

If it hadn't been for He Luo's appearance, the store would have been smashed up long ago.

How can he be pregnant with the boss, how can there be any wonderful fruit.

"Brother, as long as there is something that is useful to my brother, just tell me, don't idle my old bone."

Miaoguo is also the heart and soul of Huaiyuan Mountain. No one can feel worse than him seeing it being destroyed like this.

He Luo nodded carefully, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Brother Huai, I'll call someone to repair the glass overnight, and try not to affect the opening tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)