Midsummer Night's Ashes

midsummer

02

After Li Zhao left, Cao Chuan made himself a cup of coffee.

The sun was so hot outside that the passers-by were almost burnt to smoke. He was sitting in a room with the air conditioner turned on to only 20 degrees, drinking boiling black coffee.

A glass window seemed to divide the world into two, and he sat in the cold air, enjoying the idle but not boring afternoon.

That Li Zhao is a bit interesting.

The sourness of the black coffee made him frown, and after swallowing it, his mouth was full of bitterness.

Put down the cup, light a cigarette, turn on the computer and start searching for certain keywords.

At three in the afternoon, the doorbell rang.

Private detectives have never been listed for business, and not many people are willing to come to this small two-story building with the word "demolition" written on the outer wall.

He doesn't even have neighbors.

Those who will come here and ring the doorbell are all with a clear purpose and some connections, but among these people, not everyone can get a positive answer——Cao Chuan is really not someone who you give money to The type that will do things for you.

Two or three cases a year, the limit.

And he is very picky, he only takes cases or people who are interested in him.

It's already halfway through this year, and he hasn't accepted a single case so far. The only thing he finds interesting is Li Zhao just now - young and beautiful.

He seldom used "beautiful" to describe a man, but Li Zhao was indeed beautiful, with porcelain-white skin, charming eyes, and his temper seemed to be seductive.

Cao Chuan is not interested in the man's body, he is interested in the stories behind this body, and the reason why he refused Li Zhao to tell those stories to him is entirely out of distrust of this man, he is almost sure , At least half of the words that came out of this person's mouth were fabricated.

Stories, he had to dig for himself.

Li Zhao's secret, he has to find out by himself.

Although Li Zhao walked away, leaving only the name "Li Zhao" and the smell of perfume on the chair for a short time, Cao Chuan was not worried. His instinct told him that they would meet again.

The doorbell rang three times, and Cao Chuan adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to 26 degrees, then got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a man in a shirt. When Cao Chuan looked at him, a drop of sweat rolled down his temples.

"Hello, is this Mr. Cao Chuan?"

This man looks good, has good taste in clothes, and has a deep and hoarse voice, but there is an obvious scar on the right cheek.

But having said that, some people have scars on their faces that are disfiguring, while some people's scars on their faces are just the finishing touch, making him more intriguing.

Cao Chuan took a drag on his cigarette, squinted at him, and didn't speak.

"I want your help to investigate a person."

It was rare for Cao Chuan to welcome two guests in one day, and both of them aroused his curiosity.

He turned sideways and let the other person in.

"Sit." Cao Chuan pointed to the chair, and then stuffed the cigarette butt into the empty soda can at hand.

He turned to fetch water for the other party.

"I'm sure he cheated."

A glass of water with ice cubes was placed in front of the guests, and Cao Chuan returned to his chair and sat down.

The person in front of him took out a photo and put it on Cao Chuan's desk. The man in the photo was lying naked on the bed, fast asleep, with porcelain white skin and slightly parted rosy lips. hook people.

"This is my boyfriend, Li Zhao, I suspect he is cheating."