My Inseparable House Guests

Welcome you, please remember the address of this site :, mobile phone reading, so that you can always read the latest chapter of the novel "My guest you can not afford to mess with" ...

"If you don't chase, I won't run." The man in the checked plaid shirt shouted innocently.

"Don't you be stupid?" Fang Ze said, pressing the man in the plaid shirt with one hand, "You started running before we chased. It has nothing to do with whether we chase."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The man in the plaid shirt said to Fang Ze like pouring beans, "This thing really has nothing to do with me. It was the old cow who came to me. I saw the dead when I came. Do you have to run? "

"Who is the old cow?" Fang Ze then asked.

"The one who died in the living room. He and I are good friends. I was released from prison last week. He asked me to come to him and say he has a job to arrange for me. I will be here today."

"Then you don't know the person who died in the bedroom." Fang Ze then asked.

"I don't know, I don't know," the man in the plaid shirt hurriedly said, "I've never seen this person before."

"He's not lying." Fang Ze turned to Qin Jiu and said.

Qin Jiu looked at Fang Ze's extremely affirmative tone, blinked his eyes, and said to Fang Ze, "Bring him back to the room and search."

It is true that because it is a walkway, it is inconvenient to go in and out from time to time.

So Fang Ze picked up the man in the plaid shirt and yelled, "Go, let's go up first."

The man in the plaid shirt stood up and saw Qinjiu as soon as he lifted his eyes. "You are not police."

"Do we have any relationship between the police and you walking with us?" Fang Ze said to the man in a checkered shirt fiercely, "Go up and we are talking."

But unfortunately, Fang Ze's disguise seems to have little effect. After all, he has not been confused in the society, so the vigor is easily seen by the plaid shirt man who is an old society.

"Release me, I will yell again if you don't let go of me." The man in the plaid shirt kept jogging, trying to get rid of Fang Ze's hands, causing Fang Ze to want to give this person a golden bond He settled.

At this time, Qin Jiu, who was walking in front, lit a cigarette, turned and looked at the man in the plaid shirt, and said lightly, "You shout again."

As soon as Qin Jiu finished speaking, the man in the plaid shirt stopped immediately.

He really felt murderous in this man with white hair who looked like he was a second-year offender.

I'm afraid I should just shout one more thing, the grave grass will grow today.

This is a real social gangster and can't afford it.

In this way, Fang Ze pulled the man in the plaid shirt back to the previous room.

But before Qin Jiu came into the door again, he squatted down and carefully looked at the fragmentary soil in front of the door.

"What's wrong," Fang Ze asked Qinjiu.

"Nothing." Qin Jiu stood up and looked at Fang Ze, then said nothing, but went into the room and sat on the sofa.

Fang Ze pushed the man in a plaid shirt against the wall, told him not to move, and turned back to close the door.

I searched the man in the plaid shirt, and found no special items on the man. Then Fang Ze also turned on the man in the plaid shirt, and there was no strange conversation.

The call record did contain the call record between the man and the so-called old cow. Fang Ze called once and found a cell phone ringing on the old cow's body in the living room.

In other words, everything is right.

After the inspection, Fangze signaled that the man could turn his head, and Fangze asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhu Dexuan," the man answered with a low-browed eyebrow.

"You said you just got out of prison. What did you do before?" Fang Ze asked.

"Smuggling with friends before, but was later arrested." Zhu Dezhen said while pointing his finger at the old cow who died on the coffee table.

"Lao Niu used to smuggle with me, but his sentence was shorter than mine, so he came out earlier than me."

"That's it." Fang Ze looked at the man, and then asked, "When did the cow call you to find you a job?"

"When I first came out, the old cow picked me up, but he just said that he should help me find it. As a result, he said this morning that he helped me find a job, and it made me incredibly long in two hours. Come inside. "

"Be sure to let you only come over for two hours, now it is at least four hours later." Fang Ze looked at the time, and estimated the time when the old cow died, and asked Zhu Dezhen.

"There was something going on the way and it was delayed."

"What's the matter?" Fangze asked next.

"Sneak a pussy's fart. It was discovered by his boyfriend that he had a fight. It was too late." After Zhu Dezhen knew that Fang Ze was not a policeman, he also spoke boldly and was too lazy to lie.

"You know, the prison was panicking and had no money." Zhu Dezhang had not justified himself.

"You were smuggled or something before, how many years have you been sentenced?" Fang Ze looked at the man and asked Fang Cheng with a mobile phone while he was hammering.

The reason why he did not call the police directly was to send a text message to Fang Cheng, because the two lives were not a trivial matter. Fang Ze and Qin Jiu would stay here for several days.

And because Fang Ze and Qin Jiu came to chase the driver, this matter also involved Chen Jian and Li Zihao.

While Fang Ze sent a text message to Fang Cheng, he also sent a message to Li Zihao and Chen Jian via WeChat, saying that things are getting bigger, and let them quickly find someone to contact the police station here.

Fang Ze himself didn't care, but Qin Jiu was leaving in two days.

If the relationship is not cleared up ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ when Qin Jiu is gone, the police will inform Fang Ze that Fang Ze will bring Qin Jiu to ask the situation at the scene again, and Fang Ze can never change another one. Qin Jiu come out.

"The man who smuggled and smuggled seafood was sentenced to twelve years, and his sentence was reduced to ten years." Now Zhu Dezhen was really afraid.

The two men, sitting next to a corpse like this, kept questioning themselves and did not call the police, so they didn't look like good people.

Especially the white-haired man, the gas field on his body is too full. This temperament is obviously that when Zhu Dezhen was squatting in prison, he did not feel from a murderer who killed several hot people.

The murderer's comparison with the one in front of him is like the difference between a child and an adult.

"Smuggling seafood?" Fang Ze looked at Zhu Dezhen strangely and asked, "It seems to be quite large, and the sentence will not be sentenced even if the amount is small, let alone ten years. I did not expect that this small county town also hides and lies."

"There is a reason." Zhu Dexuan is now increasingly skeptical. The two people in front of them may be murderers, after all, they are acting strangely.