Star Trace Gate

The essence of Sichuan Mahjong lies in card making and counting. Ren Ye started the game with a dragon and 10 tens of thousands in his hand.

His hand pattern is, four twenty thousand, three thirty thousand, two forty thousand, two sixty thousand, two seventy thousand, and Green Double Dragon with one and nine.

There were two 256s on the table. The woman had a straight hand every time she touched the door, and she kept pushing out the s. That should be a straight hand. The other man and the man with the intestines who ordered the gun both had absolute s, so they had to hit s, otherwise it would be a flower pig, with a full payout of times. And you can't lie when playing the ten questions and ten answers of the Turtle Soup game.

So, this card is easy to calculate.

Ren also asked him if he would play 30,000 next. This was a double crushing in terms of IQ and card skills, which was murderous and heartbreaking.

"Crash!"

256 gold coins flew out from the forehead of the man with saliva like a long dragon and landed neatly in front of Ren Ye.

He sat there in a daze, saying in disbelief: "There are only ten chances to answer the questions, and you...you are still counting cards...you are really a devil."

"Wow!"

Ren Ye raised his hand and put the gold coins into his consciousness space, and said lightly: "No, I am not a devil, I am just an unknown long-distance card king of the province, Hong Kong and Macau - King Conan of Qingliang Mansion."

A round cup hit the three people's faces without any warning, and Ren Ye turned around and walked outside the inner storehouse.

"brush!"

When the woman saw him leave, she immediately lifted up the chair behind her butt.

"Oh!"

The man with the silver needle stuck in his eyeball leaped over and directly knocked the man with saliva to the ground, and fiercely held down his arms: "You damn traitor, give me back my life!"

"Woo!"

The woman stiffly lifted the heavy chair and smashed it on the head of the man with loose intestines without saying a word.

"Oh!"

“Puff, puff, puff…!”

"Let me show you how it feels to be faceless."

“Bang, bang, bang…!”

The woman mechanically swung the chair, smashing it down again and again, letting the dull sound echo in the inner storeroom, just like pouring meat paste into a jar, exuding a cold and weird feeling.

Ren didn't want to stay here for even a minute, so he quickened his pace, got into the elevator, and returned to the first floor of Tiangong Building.

The rough-looking man on duty saw Ren Ye coming out with purple lips, and asked curiously, "Jiu...Jiu, you don't look well. Did you see something dirty?"

Ren also glanced at him and said calmly, "Not only did he see it, we also played two and a half rounds of mahjong... I won the last hand with Qing Shuang Long Seven and Duan Yao Jiu... Damn, it was so cool."

The sturdy man looked confused and kindly reminded: "How about you go to Mrs. Wang and let her take a look at it for you?"

"After get off work, you can go down and play a few rounds. You'll definitely win. They're no good." Ren Ye strode away.

The sturdy man looked at his back, shook his head and sighed, "...The dirty things down there are too fierce. A good person has gone crazy. I will apply for a transfer tomorrow."

……

Not long after, Ren also came to the cold drink shop on the fourth floor and sat down, and simply counted his gains.

Gold coins: 288 pieces.

Heavenly craftsmanship value: 190.

This harvest, haha... I can only say that the higher the risk, the higher the benefit, and the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

He ordered a cold drink and drank it along with two Buyuan pills to calm his nerves.

Not long after, Xiao Shuai came over with a miserable look on his face, his clothes were disheveled, and he had minor external injuries.

Ren was also shocked when he saw it, and couldn't help asking: "What the hell, what's wrong with you? Did the uncle touch you?!"

"Damn it, don't mention it. This building is too weird." Xiao Shuai shook his head, bent over and sat opposite Ren Ye and said, "I went to the duty room, and the old man on duty had a cigarette in his mouth, and frantically hinted that I should light it for him. I suspected it was a trap, so I threatened him with a no-smoking warning sign and bought him an e-cigarette."

"and then?"

Ren also asked.

"Fuck you... Then the old man actually caught fire with his e-cigarette, and he transformed on the spot...!" Xiao Shuai rubbed his cheeks tiredly: "He fought with me with blood all over his body from burns... The damn thing is, I couldn't beat him, he had the blessing of the Heavenly Dao rules."

"...Your life is full of misfortunes." Ren Ye replied speechlessly.

“Yeah, I had no choice but to break the e-cigarette into pieces, but I was deducted 20 points of Tiangong value. But the mission is accomplished.” Xiao Shuai replied.

Upon hearing this, Ren Ye immediately shouted to the waiter at the cold drink shop, "Give me a cup of lemon tea, cold, no sugar... add more lemon to cool down."

Xiao Shuai looked up and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

"I almost died. It was a very difficult process." Ren Ye replied.

"Then my cup of lemon tea will taste sweet." Xiao Shuai is also a sharp-tongued person.

"Tell me your findings." Ren Ye asked.

Xiao Shuai scratched his nose and whispered, "Old Yan, the warehouse manager of the inner warehouse, disappeared on the first day of the incident. There are only one and a half surveillance videos of him in this entire building."

"One and a half, what does that mean?" Ren also became interested.

"Four hours after the incident, Neiku's body was taken away and the scene was sealed. Afterwards, Lao Yan went to the 39th floor, and he took the stairs. However, the panoramic surveillance in the corridor on the 39th floor was broken, so there was no specific footage of Lao Yan going to which room. There was only a shadow of him walking around the corner of the stairs." Xiao Shuai narrated truthfully: "He arrived at the 39th floor at around 23pm that day, and left at a quarter after 23pm. He didn't stay there for long."

Ren also thought about it for a moment: "Then what about the scene of leaving?"

"Not long after he left, Song An came out, and the two of them had a quarrel and argument at the corner of the stairs." Xiao Shuai continued: "Later, the two of them left separately."

“Song An?!”

Ren Ye looked at him in astonishment: "How can you be sure that the person arguing with him was Song An?"

"It was the night watchman who recognized him." Xiao Shuai frowned and replied, "I insisted on asking the night watchman three times, and he said every time that the person who was arguing with Old Yan was Song An, the little beast in this building."

"Why do you call it a little beast? What's the story here?!" Ren Ye asked.

"Song An is also a supernatural power user, currently at the initial stage of the third rank. However, he has a bad reputation. Not only is he irritable and ostentatious, but he is also very lustful..." Xiao Shuai said softly, "The old man said that last year one of his classmates got married at the hotel in Tiangong Building... and on the day of the wedding, Song An raped the bride... and it happened in the hotel's dressing room, so that all the guests knew about it. The bride couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide."

"In the end, it ended in nothing?" Ren Ye asked.

"Yes."

Xiao Shuai whispered, "Song An was taken away by the police for investigation, but after two inquiries, there was no result... The old night watchman said that Song Mingzhe and Pan Lianrong were all-powerful in the Ministry of Heavenly Works, and they were both leaders of the supernatural powers... No one could deal with their son, so in the end, they let Song An go on the grounds that they could not confirm his identity."

Ren fell silent, his brain working rapidly.

"After leaving the 39th floor, Lao Yan did not go home, but went to a teahouse." Xiao Shuai added: "The video footage is complete. The teahouse is called Tianhai Tea House, which is on the second floor of the mall. After he entered the teahouse, he never appeared again... He disappeared."

Ren Ye rubbed his chin with his hand, his expression extremely focused.

"Brother, do you have any clues?" Xiao Shuai asked.

Ren Ye looked at him and said softly, "Among the gatekeepers of the inner treasury, one was a traitor. He worked together with the thieves to kill the other two, and then was silenced."

"Then the clue is very clear."

Xiao Shuai frowned and said, "Is it possible that Lao Yan and Song An conspired to steal the fire talisman together? After all, one of them is missing, and the other has great power, which matches the conditions and ability to commit the crime."

Ren also took a sip of his cold drink and analyzed, "The door to the inner storehouse was not broken open by force, which means that when the thief took out the fire talisman, he must have had the key to open the box. Think about it, such a precious magic item must have very strict storage regulations, and the key is definitely not something that everyone has... So, you said it was a conspiracy, but it is possible, but I think it's a bit strange."

"Why?"

Xiao Shuai asked.

"Old Yan went upstairs to look for Song An, which is very strange." Ren Ye paused and immediately asked, "There is no sound of conversation in the surveillance video?"

"Yeah, it's just a normal silent image. What's wrong?"

"Generally speaking, after a criminal gang has just committed a crime, the members are in a very nervous mental state." Ren Ye explained softly, "They will avoid too much contact for a period of time. So think about it, four hours after the crime, Lao Yan went to find Song An. Although he walked up the stairs, could he not know that there were cameras around?"

Xiao Shuai was stunned.

"Could he have gone to Song An's house openly to discuss matters with him? And they had an argument at the corner of the stairs?!" Ren Ye asked again.

"Now that you mention it...something is indeed wrong. Even if we need an emergency interview, we should choose a place where there is no one." Xiao Shuai nodded slightly.

"So, it's best not to make hasty judgments now, otherwise the direction of the investigation may be off track."

Ren also drank the last sip of the cold drink in his cup, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's act together."

"Brother, we won't separate this time?" Xiao Shuai said with some surprise.

"I was afraid of being separated again, so you just quit." Ren also rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go to this Tianhai Teahouse and check out Lao Yan's last stop."

"it is good."

Xiao Shuai nodded heavily.

……

At the other end, on an unknown floor, in a huge duplex room.

Brother Hong nodded and bowed to Song An and said, "I got back everything you wanted."

Song An sat on the sofa and shouted quietly, "It's going to be a party tonight!"