The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

After hearing what I said, the dog king looked at me with wide eyes: "Are you sure?"

"Just a guess."

"What if I make a mistake?"

"What the hell else can I do? Anyway, if we can't catch the murderer, I will be the one who dies. It's good to have someone to support me before I die."

He pursed his lips and said, "Old Yang, this is no joke..."

"Just tell me if you can help me!"

He looked confused, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck! OK, I'll help you! But let's make an agreement first. If the third brother asks me about it later, I can only say that it was you who asked me to..."

"Okay, you talk so much fucking nonsense, you act like a bitch."

I took out my cell phone and called Jia Wenmin and asked him to come over to the dog farm.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Gou Wang, Jia Wenmin, Changmao, myself, and two of Gou Wang’s men went to the bathing center together.

Along the way, Jia Wenmin asked me: "What exactly did you find? Did you have to call us here at this late hour?"

"We'll find out when we get to the guest room later." I smiled and handed over a cigarette.

"Mysterious." He took the cigarette angrily, lit it and took a puff.

Arriving at the lobby of the bathing center, I asked Dog King and Changmao to go up first, and then took Jia Wenmin to the front desk to get a pack of cigarettes.

"Brother Jia, I heard from Third Brother today that the Meng family will be here the day after tomorrow? Will the big boss come by then?"

"Well, there are two other shareholders."

"How do you think the third brother will deal with the Meng family if they arrive?"

"How else can we communicate with each other? If the murderer is found, the relationship will naturally be cut off. This matter cannot be entirely blamed on the third brother."

I slowly took a puff of cigarette: "What if the murderer is not found?"

"Can't find the murderer? That might be troublesome..."

"The third brother came to see me today. He said that if I can't find the murderer tomorrow, I will be wronged... I don't understand what he means."

Jia Wenmin rolled his eyes: "Third brother didn't tell you?"

I shook my head and asked worriedly: "The third brother wants me to be a substitute..."

Before the word "ghost" was uttered, Jia Wenmin said: "What are you thinking? What the third brother means is that if the murderer is not found by then, just tell the truth. The Meng family will definitely need an outlet. During this time, You have been with Mr. Meng, and I will naturally ask you for questions when the time comes."

At this point, he sighed: "If it really comes to that point, don't panic. Third brother will definitely find a way to save you."

"What if I can't keep it?"

He fell silent, and after a moment he said with a smile: "Don't worry, Third Brother will definitely not let anything happen to you."

When he said this, I felt like he didn’t even believe it himself.

I took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Okay, now we can only take one step and see what happens."

Soon, I took Jia Wenmin to the housekeeping department upstairs.

When they arrived, Dog King and the others were already in the room.

After Jia Wenmin and I entered, everyone looked at me.

Changmao asked: "Director Yang, what exactly did you find? Manager Wang and I just took a look and there was nothing in the room."

I smiled and looked at the Dog King: "Who opened the door just now?"

He raised his chin and looked at Shaggy.

"I opened the door." Changmao said.

I nodded slightly and winked at the Dog King. At this moment, the Dog King suddenly pushed Changmao to the ground.

At this time, two of his men rushed to help.

"What are you doing?!" Changmao roared angrily.

The Dog King took out the gun from Changmao's waist, put it into his pocket, then took out a dagger and put it on Changmao's neck.

Jia Wenmin was also a little confused: "What are you doing?"

I took out a cigarette, calmly sat on a chair nearby, lit the cigarette, took a puff and said to him, "Didn't Third Brother ask me to find the murderer? Well, I found it."

"Him?" Jia Wenmin was stunned, with a confused look on his face.

Changmao immediately started scolding: "Mom! Yang, tell me clearly! Who is the murderer?"

I looked at Changmao who was pinned to the ground, smiled and said, "It's time now, so there's no need to be harsh. Let's talk about it. Who asked you to kill Mr. Meng?"

"Fuck your mother! I didn't kill people, so don't fucking slander them! Kill me now if you can, otherwise I'll never be done with you!"

"Whether I kill you or not is not up to me." I knelt down, looked at him, and blew out a puff of smoke, "It seems like you still refuse to admit it?"

"Admit it to your mother!" Changmao shouted, "Wang He! Jia Wenmin! Do you really believe his lies? It was the third brother who asked me to come! You can call the third brother!"

Hearing this, the Dog King showed some hesitation on his face and kept winking at me.

I said angrily: "Press it!"

The dog king looked unhappy, grabbed Shaoyang's hair, and pushed his face to the ground.

"Yang Lei..." Jia Wenmin looked at me with a frown.

I stood up, took out a cigarette butt from my pocket, put it on the table, and then said, "Brother Jia, I know you have many questions now, and I will explain them clearly to you one by one."

"On the day of Meng Shao's accident, this guy came to the guest room at one o'clock, entered the room, knocked Shao Meng unconscious with an ashtray, dragged him to the toilet, and covered him with a pillow. Then he created the illusion of a drug overdose and cleaned the room Read it once and leave the room at half past two."

"What the hell!" Changmao yelled. I was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and asked the dog king to shut his mouth.

I continued: "You must be wondering, why do I think he is the murderer?"

Jia Wenmin frowned, and I pointed to the door of the guest room: "Brother Jia, do you remember when you came with me to apologize to Mr. Meng?"

He nodded.

"It was Master Meng who opened the door for us. He also said there was something wrong with the door lock, right?"

"Ah."

I smiled: "Old dog, was the door open every time we came here before?"

"Yes."

"I closed the door on purpose yesterday... You heard it just now, it was Changmao who opened the door."

Jia Wenmin asked: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't my meaning clear enough? If this guy has never been here, how does he know how to open this door?"

"But this doesn't mean he is the murderer."

"This does not mean that he is the murderer... But Brother Jia, have you forgotten what I told you when I went to find you before?"

"what?"

"I said the murderer had mysophobia, do you remember?"

"Ah."

I looked at the dog king: "Old dog, when I eat with this guy these days, does he have to scald the bowl with boiling water every time? It doesn't count just once, but it has to be scalded two or three times."

"It seems that there is such a thing." The old dog said thoughtfully.

"You mean he has mysophobia?" Jia Wenmin asked with raised eyebrows.

I nodded and pointed to the cigarette butt on the table: "There is also this cigarette butt. There are not many people smoking Yuxi in the park, and there are basically no people smoking Yuxi in Master Meng's room. Every time I come here, I smoke Master Meng. Marlboro, why are there Yuxi cigarette butts in the room?”

"It means that the murderer smoked several cigarettes after killing someone, and when he was cleaning the room and taking away the ashtray, he accidentally dropped the cigarette butts."

I pointed to the long hair on the ground: "What this guy smokes is Yuxi!"

"Of course these are not enough to prove that he is the murderer, and the real evidence lies in this guy!"

I asked the old dog to lift up his furry sleeves, and I saw that the tattoo on his arm had a deep scar. Although it had scabbed, it was still clearly visible.

"When this guy killed Young Master Meng, Young Master Meng accidentally grabbed his hand. This scar is the evidence. In Young Master Meng's fingernails, there are remnants of the scratched tattoo."

"If you want to prove whether he is the murderer, all you have to do is send the residue in Mr. Meng's nails for testing, and you will naturally know by then!"