When I was about to get to the bureau, my phone suddenly vibrated twice.

I took it out and saw it, it was a text message.

The sender shows the ghost informant.

I am not a criminal policeman and have no informant; those who send me messages may not be ghosts.

The reason I marked this name on this number is because this person has sent me a message.

When I sent Lao Chen's body back to Chenpigou, this number sent me a message to remind me: Don't let someone take a ride.

Later, this number was also the one I asked me to go to Chongqing.

The owner of this number seemed to be helping me, and he seemed to be very clear about what I was facing. It was as if he had been by my side, secretly observing my every move.

I once suspected that this person was Zhao Qi, but when he was at the Phoenix Mouth Hotel, Zhao Qi obviously didn't expect that I was also in Fengdu.

Who is this mysterious "informer" who is like a ghost?

What is the purpose of his reminder to me...

This text message was as short as ever, and even to others, it was completely inexplicable. However, when I saw the content clearly, I was shocked.

The text message has only three words - red handkerchief.

I was stunned for a while and asked Gao Zhan, with the current police technology, can I locate the phone through text messages?

Gao Zhan shook his head and said that if the other party does not enter the network, cannot make calls for a certain period of time, or simply does not turn on the computer, it will be difficult to locate.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, I didn't care about anything else. When I fought with Gao Zhan, Sun Lu called him separately and went straight back to Chenghe Street.

Just as I got to the bureau, Dashuang suddenly asked me if the house where Lao Chen lived could be rented for him?

I was stunned and asked why he suddenly wanted to move out of the dormitory? And I thought about moving to Chenghe Street.

Dashuang pursed his lips and looked at me and said, "Uncle Chen left me some things, and at the same time, he also let me know that I have to pay back some debts and some things I have to do."

I suddenly remembered the carving knife he got when he was in the tangerine peel ditch.

"You inherited Lao Chen's craftsmanship and became a stele carving craftsman?"

In this kind of thing, Dashuang was always taciturn and just nodded.

I didn't ask what he was talking about "debt" because I suddenly felt so weird that it was indescribable.

Xiao Yu, who turned into an ugly woman, went to Chenghe Street. Dashuang now wants to move to Chenghe Street again. Is this accidental or destined?

For some reason, I suddenly remembered what Yuan Junyao said to me when she was in the Death Gate.

Is there really something in this world called fate...

I called Dou Dabao and explained the matter, asking him to help me with the other end of the home.

Dou Dabao is usually careless, but he is still very responsible for this kind of thing, let alone Xu Jie.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Gao Zhan hurried in and asked me to go to the front for a meeting.

Instead of taking me to the conference room, he took me directly into his office.

There are already four people in the office, namely Zhao Qi, Shen Qing, Sima Nan, and a middle-aged man I have never met before.

Zhao Qi picked up the cigarette box, shook out two cigarettes, and handed them to Gao Zhan.

I handed it to me, but I didn't answer it, took out my own cigarette and lit one.

The first one was Sima Nan. She pointed at me and said to the middle-aged man around her: "He is what I told you... Xu Huo, Director Xu."

Then he introduced to me: "This is my boyfriend, Lao Liu, Liu Yuan."

I rubbed my forehead and looked at the "combination" of these four people, and began to feel that this "conference" was a bit unusual.

Zhao Qi took a sip of cigarette, blew the ash, looked at me and said, "What happened again."

"What?" I jumped.

Zhao Qi said: "Early this morning, a taxi from the city to Pinggu had an accident. It rushed out of the highway and fell into a ditch. It was the ditch that happened yesterday."

Chen Qing looked at him, took out a folder from her bag and handed it to me, "There was only a driver in the car that had the accident. He drowned like the twelve drivers and passengers who died in the minibus and the two rescuers who died in the previous cause of death."

She glanced at Zhao Qi again, saw Zhao Qi nodding, and subconsciously lowered her voice and said to me:

"We took a record for the driver's colleague and confirmed that before 4:30 a.m., the driver was waiting for work outside a city entertainment venue. According to other drivers at the scene at that time, he suddenly made a very strange move at around 4:30 a.m.."

As she said that, she took out her laptop, opened it, and handed it to me, "This is the video recorded by the taxi and dashcam that lined up behind him at the time."

I put the folder aside, took the computer, and clicked on the video.

The screen shows the main entrance of an entertainment venue in the city. In a taxi in front of it, a hand pops out from time to time in the driver's window, with ash popping, probably waiting for a job.

I subconsciously glanced at Zhao Qi, and he nodded at me, "Let's talk about it after reading it."

I turned around and looked at the time displayed in the upper left corner of the video at 4:22.

I didn't fast forward, but continued to watch patiently.

When the time jumped to 4:28, the screen seemed to be suddenly blocked by a red shadow, and the image was lost.

But in just a moment, it returned to normal again.

"What is that?" I instinctively paused.

"What did you find?" Gao Zhan immediately walked over.

I took the video back a little and played it again. When the red shadow flashed by, I quickly clicked on pause again.

Gao Zhan and Shen Qing came up together, stared at the screen for a while, and turned their faces to look at me: "What have you seen?"

I was stunned and asked back, "What have you seen now?"

Chen Qing and Gao Zhan looked at each other and said, "It's no different from the moment. Isn't it just a lady... a 'female staff member' helped a fat man out... There was a big Benz parked in front of us. We checked it. This is the fat man's private car."

"What did you see?" Zhao Qi was the one who asked.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, because, in my opinion, the screen was completely hazy red at this time, and I couldn't see any fat guys and the "staff".

Zhao Qi turned his eyes and waved his hand: "Continue to watch, finish reading."

The video continues to play, and the red shadows flash in a flash.

A fat man with a messy suit and a height and width almost proportional to his body, supported by a slim girl with an exposed figure, both entered a black sedan with no license plate.

The next scene made me stunned at the computer screen for a long time.

The car drove away and the taxi cab door opened.

A tall and thin man walked out in a hurry, first shook off the cigarette butt in his hand, then nodded and bowed to the air, showing a flattering expression.

Then, the tall and thin man opened the rear door and blocked the upper part of the door frame with his left hand, as if he was holding someone respectfully into the car, and then re-entered into the cab.

Then, the rear lights light up and the taxi left.

Gao Zhan looked at me and blinked his eyes on the coin: "Did you see it? Who was getting in the car?"

I was stunned and asked him back: "What have you seen?"
Chapter completed!