Solving A Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

"Three here, please."

The thirty-year-old woman with heavy make-up took the three of them into a box with decent decoration.

certainly.

It is said that the decoration is okay, which corresponds to the decoration style of this year.

In the eyes of Qin Feng.

There is only one word to describe this decoration, low. After a while, the door opened.

The thirty-year-old woman brought in two women who were dressed in the same low dress, but thought they were at the forefront of the trend. "This is Lili." "This is Qiu Ju."

"The Qiu Ju that Qiu Ju is in a lawsuit." The woman named Qiu Ju explained.

Autumn chrysanthemum, autumn fragrance.

One word difference!

But this is too far away from the Qiuxiang she was looking for.

The three are here to find someone to solve the case.

It's not really here to play.

Qin Feng immediately coldened his face and slapped it on the table.

"We want Qiuxiang, what do you mean by giving Qiuju? A copycat?" "Yo..."

Qiu Ju was not angry at all, and walked towards Qin Feng with a smile. "The boss doesn't like the two of us!" "I have to look for Qiu Xiang. 06" "Qin Feng, where is it!" Qin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense.

He took out his wallet directly, tapped a thousand yuan and patted it on the table. "Know where Qiuxiang is, this thousand yuan belongs to you!" "Then what if I don't know?" Qiu Ju asked back. "If you know, you won't say you don't know."

Qin Feng smiled and took out his ID to show the other party.

Then he raised it worriedly in his hand. "Either, choose this." "Either, a thousand yuan." "It's easy to figure it out."

"First to remind you, if you are in this business, let us hate you, that's really not a choice!" "Of course I chose this." Qiu Ju's eyes rolled.

He smiled and put his hand on top of a thousand yuan.

"Qiu Ju asked for leave yesterday, for three days."

"But although he has only been here for only ten days, I have her phone number and a photo of her and me. Can you please?" "That's it, give us the number photo." Qin Feng waved his hand. Signaled Qiu Ju to take the thousand yuan.

Speaking of, we must do it.

In order to solve the case.

At this point, Qin Feng is willing to buy intelligence.

"Thank you." Qiu Ju glanced at Qin Feng's face and saw that Qin Feng didn't seem to be teasing her. She quickly collected the money and then told the three of them Qiu Xiang's number.

Know the number.

Da Zeng immediately called the technical department.

Let them use the signal to lock Qiuxiang's position.

soon.

There is a response.

The location of the number is Wanji Hotel.

With this place.

Everything is easy.

Came to the hotel.

Showed the ID and Qiuxiang's photo to the front desk.

I found that Qiuxiang's room.

Room 3201.

"Finally found."

Qin Feng sighed inwardly, then looked at the old Zhao who was with him in He Province, "How to allocate it next?"

"Always stare at her 24 hours a day to find the smuggling group that traded with her." "I and Xiao Dai monitor it. It's already a lot of trouble for you." Old Zhao said immediately. "Hua! Do you need to be so polite?"

Zeng Keqiang smiled, "Two people, 24 hours surveillance." "Are you an iron man? Or a robot?"

"Okay, don't be humble. Groups of two, take turns monitoring, each group for twelve hours." "Qin Feng, you and me in a group, are you okay?" Zeng Keqiang looked at Qin Feng. "Can."

"Okay, let's monitor it first." Go to room 3201 and check the room distribution.

Qin Feng and Zeng Keqiang immediately opened a room where 3201 could be seen through the eyes of a cat.

In order to avoid being too boring.

The two change shifts once an hour.

Until eight o'clock in the evening.

The door of 3201 opened.

"Quick! Go out." Zeng Keqiang, who was watching the situation through the cat's eyes, shouted in a low voice.

Qin Feng, Lao Zhao, and Xiao Dai hurriedly gathered at the door.

At this time, Zeng Keqiang had opened the door and chased it out.

In order to avoid awakening Qiuxiang.

After seeing Qiu Xiang entering the elevator, several people ran down the stairs.

When she came to the entrance of the hotel, Qiuxiang just reached out and stopped a taxi.

Everyone immediately entered Qin Feng's Hummer.

Followed the taxi all the way to a food stall.

Qiuxiang sat in an empty seat.

As soon as I sat down, I looked around.

"He is waiting for someone!" Zeng Keqiang gave an affirmative answer.

"Lao Zhao, you and I pretend to be buddies to go to dinner, Qin Feng, look at it in the car!" "No problem."

Wait and wait.

Qin Feng noticed a suspicious person.

This is a young man with a big face.

In this long-faced hand, he has been holding a stack of newspapers.

When he passed Qiuxiang, he obviously paused.

Although his acting skills are good.

But after walking past Qiu Xiang's side, his movements were relatively stiff.

This is the manifestation of his nervousness.

So.

Here comes the problem.

Why is he nervous? "coming!"

With a sneer, Qin Feng got out of the car immediately.

He walked quickly towards the man with a long face.

When he was about to open the car door, he reached out and took his wrist.

"Who are you?" The long-faced man looked at Qin Feng angrily.

"The crime team." Qin Feng flashed the official certificate. "Oh, Uncle Jing!" The long-faced man smiled, "What's the matter." "What's in the newspaper?"

"It's nothing!" The long-faced man handed the newspaper to Qin Feng.

Open.

Inside was a piece of yellow silk 20 cm in size.

"What is this?" Xiao Dai who hurried over asked casually. "Oh, this! The handkerchief I usually use to wipe sweat." "Then you go." Xiao Dai waved his hand.

"Yeah." The long-faced man didn't even need a handkerchief, and was about to go up when he opened the car door.

Unexpectedly.

Before he went up, he was pulled down by Qin Feng. "Hi, don't you need your handkerchief?"

"If you want it, then give it to you." "I don't dare to ask for 563..."

Qin Feng picked up the so-called "handkerchief". "The painting on your handkerchief is very beautiful!" "Why can I still see the feeling of Tang Bohu?" "Moreover, this is the taste of hundreds of years."

"I'm going!" The long-faced man's face sank, and he turned to run.

Qin Feng stepped forward and kicked the long-faced man on the back.

Kicked the long-faced man on the ground.

He handed the handkerchief to Xiao Dai, took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the long-faced man.

Then he made a gesture towards Zeng Keqiang.

Grasp!

Zeng Keqiang Lao Zhao immediately shot and grabbed Qiu Xiang.

Then he escorted people over.

"How about it, did you find the painting?" Zeng Keqiang asked. "Brother Dai has it."

"Huh?" Xiao Dai looked down at the handkerchief in depression. "How can this be a painting? That painting is quite big." "It has been cut open. This painting is Tang Bohu's handwriting."

"Ask him." Qin Feng grabbed the hair of the long face and asked him to look up at Zeng Keqiang. "Come on, tell me, how many copies of the painting have you cut?" "Six, six copies."

"Who made you do this?"

In addition to what Qin Feng had expected, he could remain calm. Zeng Keqiang and Lao Zhao both exploded.

A painting by Tang Bohu.

That can definitely be regarded as a cultural relic.

As a result, a good cultural relic was cut into six copies!

What a loss!

"Stop talking nonsense, what about the other five?" After suppressing the anger in his heart, Zeng Keqiang said every word. .

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