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Old Guo was taken aback: "You just want to take the phone?"

"Otherwise." Zhang Xian didn't come up with the result of fishing in troubled waters until he walked out of the community, "I'm not very familiar with the operation, you can see how to use this phone."

Lao Guo studied it and returned the phone to Zhang Xian listlessly: "It's useless, you need to enter your fingerprint to unlock it."

Zhang Xian was taken aback: "Is there no other way?"

"Have."

"Use it."

"Face recognition."

"..."

Zhang Xian was silent.

Lao Guo scratched his hair impatiently, suddenly remembered something, took out a necklace hanging around his neck, folded his hands together, and muttered.Zhang Xian seemed to be praying.

The prayer was over soon, and Lao Guo put his things back close to his body: "I begged the gods, this time, the murderer will definitely not escape!"

Zhang Xian, who would rather beg the police than the gods: "..."

"Don't believe me! I just said that if I can find the murderer, I'm willing to pay any price!"

When Zhang Xian heard "at any price", he immediately became alert: "Is it true or not?"

"The gods are all sincere, and you will not lose anything if you pray sincerely." Lao Guo didn't care much, and then emphasized, "Besides, what's the price for such an important thing? I am willing."

Is that so?

Zhang Xian was puzzled, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Is it okay to use photos?"

"What picture?"

"Face recognition."

In the end, under the guidance of Zhang Xian, Lao Guo found Tang Changyue's work photo from a certain website, and successfully unlocked it with the photo.

Old Guo was overjoyed: "Look, I said that sincerity makes spirit!"

He hurriedly thanked the gods, while Zhang Xian, who actually came up with the idea, stood aside and didn't want to talk.

For some believers, no matter what happens, they have their own logic that makes sense. Zhang Xian feels that he can't change Lao Guo's thinking for a while, so he doesn't need to make that effort.

Besides, he cared more about the words "at any price".

"Found it!" Lao Guo finished thanking the gods and began to search for the phone, then exclaimed excitedly.

From the food delivery software order, he found out the frequent food delivery address: Room 666 of the Third Sanatorium Hotel.

Looking at the map, the hotel is less than 100 meters away from TIMEBAR.

"go!"

From the east of the city to the west of the city, and from the west of the city back to the east of the city.

From time to time, Zhang Xian has learned the experience of the anchor from childhood to adulthood from Lao Guo.

Facing an old father who suddenly lost his child, all he can do is listen.

But Lao Guo owns the pendant, so the situation is different.Zhang Xian thought of the suspected religious ceremony at the anchor's death scene, so he began to insinuate about the beliefs of the father and son.

Unexpectedly, when this was mentioned, Lao Guo slapped his thigh fiercely and howled: "Why didn't I remember that! Hey, if he believes in gods like me, he might be able to live!"

Zhang Xian suddenly said: "...Maybe you have achieved some wish recently, and the price you paid is your son's life."

Lao Guo's crying stopped abruptly.

"Think about it, you are willing to pay any price." Zhang Xian unceremoniously stabbed Lao Guo in the heart.

As soon as the words fell, Lao Guo's face suddenly twisted for a moment.

It's not an ordinary crooked mouth and winking, but a kind of distortion like a bad TV signal, a freeze that causes image distortion, and the upper and lower half of the face don't match at all.

If it weren't for Zhang Xian's excellent dynamic eyesight, he almost thought he had seen it wrong.

He blinked again, and Lao Guo buried his face deeply in his hands, and let out a helpless sigh: "If he is willing to pay any price before he dies, then take my life, but now he doesn't even have the last chance to survive." there is none left……"

Zhang Xian was silent, he shouldn't be able to resist stabbing Lao Guo's sentence.But he doesn't regret it either. Judging from Lao Guo's performance, it is unlikely that the anchor and the XIE sect will become enemies.

He also doesn't have to worry about Tang Changyue getting into XIE's teaching by mistake.

The two came to the door of Room 666 of the Third Sanatorium Hotel, and Lao Guo came forward and knocked hard.

"Who is it?" The voice was impatient.

Lao Guo is not reckless this time: "Hotel service, free gifts."

The door opened with a click, and a strong aroma rushed in.

The woman in the red dress inside the door had long hair reaching to her chest, a disheveled appearance, and a lazy expression. It was not until he saw Zhang Xian that his leisure and laziness turned into rigidity and confusion.

He was about to close the door in the next moment, but Zhang Xian had already pinned the door with his cane.

"Tang Changyue."

He greeted each other.

Strangely, instead of being surprised, he had a feeling of "that's how it is".

At the same time, countless appearances of Tang Changyue in ancient costumes with long skirts sweeping the floor flashed through his mind.

In Tang Changyue's memory, her makeup was much more refined than now, and her clothes were much more complicated than now, but her brows were gloomy and her expression was gloomy.

How is this going?

Zhang Xian tried his best to put the scene in his mind aside, and looked at Tang Changyue with a normal heart.

In fact, the moment Zhang Xian saw Tang Changyue in women's clothing, Zhang Xian knew that he had caused an oolong incident.

Tang Changyue was dejected and opened the corners of her mouth to smile, which was uglier than crying.

"You... how did you find this place?"

"That's why you kept it from the family?" Tang Changyue's privacy was involved, Zhang Xian pushed Lao Guo out of the door, closed the door, and walked into the house by himself.

This is a big suite. A long-haired girl poked her head sleepily. When she saw Zhang Xian, she was startled: "Who?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was deep and low, undoubtedly a man.

Zhang Xian had already walked into the room at this time, and found that the bedding on the bed was messy, some people were sleeping, and some people were sitting on chairs. Including Tang Changyue, there were five people in the room. The common feature was... old men in skirts.

There were also skirts, stockings and lingerie and stiletto shoes spread out on the bed.The table was full of cosmetics. Zhang Xian didn't know what they were for, but when he saw the exquisite bottles and jars, he guessed that they must be very expensive.

"Hmm..." Tang Changyue gave up on herself, "I'm a transvestite, that's fine."

I really can't control my thoughts of wearing women's clothing, so I use the night shift as an excuse to make an appointment with a colleague, find a private place, change a dress, and release my true self.

After a pause, in the sound of Lao Guo banging on the door, he said loudly, "I'm still gay, is that enough?"

"I thought you knew I had no idea about sexuality." Zhang Xian replied calmly, "First of all, I want to apologize for offending your privacy."

Tang Changyue was stunned.

Zhang Xian continued: "I came to you, and it has nothing to do with your sexual orientation or hobbies. Who did you meet in the alley last night?"

"This...is really your style." Tang Changyue smiled wryly.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Xian apologized again.

Tang Changyue didn't want her secret to be discovered and chose to hide it, but he was forcing Tang Changyue to stand up and testify.Zhang Xian also knew that his proposal was unreasonable, so he immediately proposed a compromise plan:

"I'm looking for the murderer myself. I won't tell the police about you. I won't mention a word."

In fact, Zhang Xian never expressed his doubts to anyone.He often suspects many things based on clues, but will not draw any conclusions without evidence.

Bold assumptions, careful verification, that's it.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint you." Tang Changyue shook her head, "I was so nervous at the time that I didn't notice anyone passing by."

"That's it. Then I'll find another way."

Tang Changyue asked hesitantly, "You don't suspect that I have something to do with the murderer?"

Zhang Xian answered without hesitation: "I believe you."

He wanted to pat Tang Changyue on the shoulder as usual, but he still couldn't do it to Tang Changyue who was wearing a skirt. His hands froze in the air, and he asked awkwardly, "Is this a difference between men and women?"

Tang Changyue smiled, and it was only at this time that his smile became natural:

"Of course, this counts as sexual||harassment|harassment."

Zhang Xian was even more embarrassed.

However, Tang Changyue took the initiative to put his dangling hand on her shoulder, in the usual position, and pressed it.

"Except for old friends."

Zhang Xian was overjoyed: "Okay, revolutionary friendship will never change!"

"As an old friend, I have to remind you."

After Tang Changyue finished expressing her feelings, her expression became solemn: "You have resigned, retired, and the work of the police will be handed over to the police."

Zhang Xian: "But this happened to me."

"But you are not what you used to be." Tang Changyue's essence is the same as Zhang Xian's. He is always kind and friendly, and when necessary, he stabs his heart with a knife, "Your body does not allow you to be like you used to be. If you want me to say it directly, you have A person with a disability certificate."

Specifically referring to Zhang Xian's crippled legs.

——If only I can recover, I am willing to pay any price...

Zhang Xian beat his head violently.

Tang Changyue was taken aback: "No... Did I say something serious, Captain? I didn't mean it! What's wrong with you, Captain?" As soon as she got anxious, the previous title popped up.

Zhang Xian waved a hand at him, and there was a sense of tearing in his head for a while, and a voice said, "Hurry up and agree, you will get better immediately, and then continue to uphold justice and do everything you want to do "; another voice was saying "No...no...no"!

It's not normal here, my brain is not normal, or...

Zhang Xian suspects that unconsciously, subconsciously, he has been implanted with the idea of ​​"willing to pay any price for recovery".

But he had no way of finding out who did it, let alone who had the motive to do so.

The clues on Tang Changyue's side were broken, he should find new ones.

When Zhang Xian thought of it, he acted immediately: "I'll think of other ways." As he said that, he walked towards the door, and the old Guo outside almost slammed the door open.

Tang Changyue followed behind him, trying to persuade him to give up: "Captain, you really don't have to work hard."

Zhang Xian turned his head and wanted to tell Tang Changyue a few words, but his eyes suddenly focused.

Tang Changyue's room was a large suite, with a short porch from the entrance to the living room.

A full-length mirror hung on the wall of the porch.

Standing at a certain angle at the door, you can directly see the living room from the full-length mirror.

Zhang Xian glanced inadvertently, and saw that the light in the living room in the mirror seemed much dimmer...it wasn't just a matter of light.On the chair, sat a woman in white!

The woman, with her back to them, was combing her hair.

The white dress almost fell to the ground, and the hem was dark red, soaking the carpet bit by bit.

What protruded from the sleeves was not hands, but white hand bones.

The author has something to say: Brother Yan’s friendly reminder: Not all mobile phones can be unlocked with photo face recognition if the plot requires it.

Zhang Xian: Brother Yan?Isn't my name because the author is too idle?