I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

Qiu Chengke has been investigating Valita's information since he received the task of looking for her mother from Little Sweetheart. However, Valita lives alone and is an illegal sex worker. Qiu Chengke couldn't find anything about her life or work information.

Valita has no relatives or friends, and no one cares about her life, except her dog, a little sweetheart who can't speak but barks.

After a busy day, Qiu Chengke realized that this task with only a three-day time limit could not be handled by himself.

After Reid and Rocker, who had received Qiu Chengke's request for help, walked out of the airport, they successfully picked up a sluggish Qiu Chengke and a little Papillon that was so excited that it shook its head on the side of the road.

When he saw Red and Rocker, Qiu Chengke's eyes lit up, he quickly stood up and hugged Red happily, and waved hello to Rocker beside him.

Rocker chose to ignore this obvious unequal treatment, and now he even regrets coming here to shine, look at them, Rocker took a sip, the whole world knows that there is something wrong between them, only the two of them don't know.

Locker recalled the performance of Qiu Chengke and Reid, and looked at Qiu Chengke thoughtfully. Why did he always feel that Qiu Chengke seemed to have enlightened.

Reid pushed Qiu Chengke away, he tugged at his schoolbag, and said hesitantly, "Qiu Chengke, stop for a moment, don't get excited, you know that a murder cannot be convicted without a corpse, so even if Rocker and I both come, we can only I can provide you with some technical support."

"That's enough." Qiu Chengke smiled. He bent down and hugged Sweetheart, the Papillon dog who was barking at Rhett, and asked suspiciously, "Do you smell like a cat? Why does Sweetheart bark when she sees you?"

Reid pursed his lips, and replied reluctantly, "Except for Ritian, few dogs like me."

"Oh?" Qiu Chengke squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "Sweetie will like you too, right my little baby." He hugged Little Sweetheart with one hand, and rested his other hand on its small neck. Caress slowly.

The little sweetheart who was howling at Rhett suddenly felt that her life was threatened. Its cry became smaller and smaller, and finally she retracted her ears, and stayed in Qiu Chengke's arms obediently, not daring to move.

"Touch it?" Qiu Chengke asked, "Be good, sweetheart, don't bark."

Little Sweetheart shuddered and blinked aggrievedly.

Looking at Little Sweetheart's frightened eyes, Reid felt a little pitiful, "No need, Qiu Chengke, I'd better go back and touch the sun."

Qiu Chengke put away that sinister smile, he touched the little sweetheart who had come back to life, and cut to the point, "Valita is a new customer of mine. She asked me to take care of her pet dog, but she hasn't come home yet."

Rocker raised his eyebrows and stared at Qiu Chengke's forehead, he tilted his head to say something, Qiu Chengke smiled at him, Rocker rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

After getting rid of the upright polygrapher, Qiu Chengke continued, "I found the spare key at the place I agreed with her. The little sweetheart I found inside, according to her neighbor, she hasn't been home for four days."

"The scope of your business activities is really wide." Reid sighed, "Did she also encounter accidents?"

"Probably." Qiu Chengke automatically ignored the word 'also', and he took Reid and Rocker to Valita's house. Reid looked at the small card on the door and said in silence for a moment, "Valita is a prostitute." /female?"

"Yes, I treat all guests equally." Qiu Chengke said.

"This is breaking into a private house, Qiu Chengke." Reid stood at the door and looked at Qiu Chengke who was picking the lock, and reminded helplessly, "Are you breaking into an empty door in front of an FBI agent?"

"The situation is urgent, my little Dr. Rhett." Qiu Chengke teased, "Valita may be in danger and needs our help urgently."

"Come in Red." Qiu Chengke opened the door and said to Red.

Rocker sighed, feeling redundant.

Rhett looked back at the other residents, and after making sure no one had noticed them, he followed in.

Reid walked around the fast food box on the ground, rummaged through Valita's house, and said in a tangled manner, "I'm actually a little curious... You know, the chess and little Jim cases, how did you get these cases? "

"You can find my registration information at the detective agency."

"I didn't know you were a detective." Reid put the rotten apple aside and looked back at Qiu Chengke.

Qiu Chengke stood there in a daze for a few seconds, the corners of his lips slightly curled up in a gentle arc, he stepped over the small stool, approached Rhett, and in Rhett's bewildered eyes, curled his fingers to rub against Rhett's eyes. With the tip of his nose, he said softly, "There are many secrets about me, do you want to know? Rhett."

Reid had an intuition that something was wrong, and something might happen if he continued this topic. He coughed lightly, took a step back to avoid Qiu Chengke's hand, turned his head and said softly, "Let's continue to investigate, you are right, Valita may face serious problems now." Life is in danger."

Qiu Chengke's eyes darkened, and he put away his smile, as if he didn't take what happened just now to heart, and he asked casually, "Have you not received any other cases of missing persons recently?"

"No, it's very peaceful." Reid patted the ashes on his hands, and said to Qiu Chengke, "Valita's family had at most three guests in the last week, and she was not in a special situation last week. This is not a young and beautiful prostitute. She went out to pick up guests at normal volume, the home does not have any possible information on why Valita went missing and we need more leads."

Rocker, who had been unable to get in the conversation, suddenly moved between the two, glanced at Qiu Chengke, put his arm around Ruide's shoulder, and said to Qiu Chengke, "Did you ask her neighbor?"

"I asked, and they only know that she went out four days ago and never came back." Qiu Cheng replied, rubbing the head of little sweetheart.

"No, no, no, Qiu Chengke, they must know more than that. Sometimes women are better at hiding their emotions than men." Rocker smiled and pushed Reid to knock on the door next door.

The woman who dyed her head in bright colors opened the door impatiently. She was wearing a tight black vest and a pair of hot pants.

After seeing the reserved Rhett, the woman grinned, puffed her chest out, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Whose family's good baby is this? Why are you here?" She stretched out her hand to hook Rhett's jaw.

"He belongs to my family, Miss Streisand." Qiu Chengke bypassed Rocker, walked up to the woman, and said to the woman with a gentle smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you, we have something to ask you." Qiu Chengke said politely, Streisand stuffed a small dozen of money into Streisand's waistband.

"It's still about Valita?" Streisand touched the thickness and her face looked a little better. She leaned against the door frame and asked with her arms crossed, "Tell me, what else do you want to know?"

"Valita is beautiful, isn't she?" Locker hid behind Qiu Chengke, staring at Streisand's expression and asked, "You are much older than her, but her business is better than yours. out of her bed."

Streisand's face became stiff, her lip nails were black and shiny, and her lower lip was trembling, and her eyebrows were raised quickly, and the muscles on one side of her face were unnaturally tense, and the corners of her mouth He squeezed tightly, and kept holding his arms hanging down unnaturally.

The obvious jealousy, at least in Rocker's eyes, Streisand's jealousy of Valita has exceeded the normal range, and it has begun to have obvious aggression.

"You wish she'd better die outside." Rocker continued. "You introduced her to a list, didn't you, Streisand?"

Streisand's throat moved, and she screamed, "I don't understand what you're talking about." With that, Streisand took two steps back and was about to close the door.

Rocker smacked his lips, smacked his lips, reached into Rocker's pocket and took out his ID, and said to Streisand, "FBI agent, come with us."

Hearing this, Qiu Chengke grabbed Streisand by the wrist, pressed her against the wall, and said coldly, "Don't move Miss, arrest is against the law."

"Without a corpse, it is true that a murder case cannot be filed." Rocker proudly leaned over to Reid and said softly, "But Valita has already met the standard for filing a missing case, so she can fully intervene in the investigation."

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The policeman looked at the two six or seven-year-old boys in front of him with a headache, and said helplessly, "Please go out and don't interfere with official duties."

"We saw dead people, there was a lot of blood on the ground, why don't you believe it." One of the boys shouted while holding a football, "It's in the old house, and there are still human skin paintings on the wall!"

"Do you think this is a detective story? Or is it that you are Sherlock Holmes and this is your assistant Watson?" The policeman said impatiently, "Do you know who the owner of the house you are talking about is? He is Detective Bud's residence is recorded in the police station, you said he murdered?"

"Whoever says a detective must be a good guy!" The leading boy handed the ball to his friend, and gestured with both hands, "I really saw it. It's a big picture frame with a piece of human skin inside, and another one on the ground. Girl, she saw that I was still asking for help, I saw it! You saw it too, right!"

The boy looked back at his companion, but was not echoed. His companion stood there motionless, holding the ball tightly in his hands, looking at him with fear in his eyes.

The boy didn't understand what happened to his friend, and when he urged again, his companion whispered, "Let's go home, we didn't see anything, did we?"

"What are you talking about, you clearly..." The boy was dragged away by his companion before he could finish his sentence.

He didn't stop until he couldn't see the police, poked his head out from the alley, patted his chest with lingering fear, and said palely, "My brother told me that the police won't take care of some things if they know about them, we can't Find the police."

"Why don't you care?"

"Because they are their own people and belong to the same group."

The boy scratched his head and said anxiously, "What should I do then? The woman is still alive, and she will die when the murderer returns. How about we save her? I can take my 'hero' with me, it is the strongest Collie."

"We may not be able to beat Detective Bud, and the dog may not."

When the shadow fell, the boy's words suddenly stopped, he looked up, a man looked at them with a smile, and asked softly, "I seem to have heard my name, what can you do for me?"

The author has something to say: Open, it's late... Don't let it go, don't hug and hold it high

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