The Underworld Detective

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We rushed into the tattoo shop quickly. The scene at the scene was very weird. I saw an old man's body lying on the ground, a gunshot wound on his forehead, two policemen standing beside him, clockwork toys around, and walking around them .

There are clockwork monkeys who constantly bang the gongs, clockwork ducks rickety, and clockwork bears tumbling. Without exception, they all have a stick-shaped object wrapped with black tape, which may be an explosive.

The policeman explained with a crying face. They were just taking photos and accidentally kicked a silk thread, and then these strange things got out of the corner. They suspected that it was a bomb and kept moving!

This is undoubtedly a masterpiece of a watchmaker, and he is best at making such a small mechanism.

Police officer Liang said with cold sweat, "Ajie, Acheng, don't move around. Where can I find the agency?"

Huang Xiaotao stopped: "Call a bomb disposal expert!"

Officer Liang had a bitter face: "Now it is the peak period after work. In case the time bomb is too late, I used to learn electronics, and I can probably handle it."

I noticed that the movement of these clockwork toys has a very regular trajectory. I took out my mobile phone and called Huang Xiaotao. I noticed that the signal was constantly interfering. At the moment, I was well-informed: "There is a very regular strong interference source nearby. Something is controlling them. "

I lifted the phone and walked around the house carefully. When the phone approached a wall, the interference signal became strong. There was a tattoo picture on that wall, and I tore it, and a signal transmitter-like device was exposed below, flashing red light constantly.

Police officer Liang didn't know where to find a screwdriver. After unscrewing the cover of the device, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I can handle this thing."

He quickly removed some circuits, the signal disappeared, and the clockwork toy stopped automatically.

Everyone was relieved, a police officer was going to pick up a toy to see what happened, and I stopped loudly: "Do n’t touch them, they may be touch-sensitive detonation! Come out carefully and wait for the bomb disposal expert to come over and deal with . "

We waited for more than an hour outside, and an explosive demolition vehicle drove up. After bomb scanning experts scanned it with an instrument, they told us that these toys were equipped with detonators and balance triggers and exploded as soon as they fell to the ground. Although the explosion intensity was limited, it was more than enough to kill people. Fortunately, we dealt with it in a timely manner.

When we think of these toys just swaying, we all have a lot of fear. It seems that the watchmaker is aware of our arrival and is holding back our steps by all means.

I returned to the shop to perform an autopsy. The deceased was over 70 years old and of short stature. The cause of the death was undoubtedly a gunshot wound on his forehead. From various aspects, the death time was more than ten hours.

I moved the joints of the deceased, and looked around the surrounding environment again. It seemed that the deceased was sitting in a chair before his death. I found a handprint on the table next to the chair, almost visible to the naked eye. The deceased put his hand next to the table, and a lot of cold sweat was flowing, so that the handprint formed.

It can be seen that he was probably forced to ask with a gun against his head?

In addition, I found a mobile phone under a shelf on the left-hand side of the deceased, and dialed the alarm number, but did not call out. The murderer should have noticed the deceased's small movements, so he was shot by a shot.

I did not take a closer post-mortem. The deceased's information is much more important than his body. From the current situation, finding the VIP first is the most important thing.

Huang Xiaotao found a set of tattoo designs and an account book. I flipped through the collection and noticed that a page had been ripped off. I sighed: "The murderer is very cautious. He knows that this clue will expose the target ... "

I picked up the ledger and it was full of numbers. I tempted to find some rules. Looking at it, I turned over the pattern set and pointed to the page number. "Look here, the page number is represented by letters and numbers. There are. "

Huang Xiaotao glanced over and said, "Really!"

This tattoo artist has already mastered the patterns on his chest, and can use the serial number to record the tattoo patterns, presumably because each pattern charges differently.

I inferred from the serial number before and after the page where the pattern set is missing. The missing pattern is H13. I quickly looked at the ledger. This ledger only recorded transactions from 10 years to the present. It seems that the tattoo artist's business is not good and often It only took a few days for a customer.

When I turned to a certain page, I finally found H13. It was a single transaction on June 2 last year. No, it was four. He marked a "multiply by four" mark at the back, indicating that four people came to this pattern on the day.

Sure enough, this pattern is dedicated to a certain group, but knowing this does not help.

I was discouraged, did the clue break like this?

I tried to calm myself down and sort it out again, and I quickly flipped through the books again. I suddenly noticed that the handwriting before and after was slightly different. On the last few pages of the former handwriting, the handwriting was blurred, but I could see that it was written by the same person.

I put down my account book and looked around in the house. Huang Xiaotao asked me what I was looking for. Finally, I found something in the refrigerator. It was a row of medicine bottles. I picked it up and said, "This is a treatment for Parkinson's syndrome. Drugs, the old tattooist had Parkinson the year before! "

Huang Xiaotao opened his eyes wide: "So the tattoo on June 2 last year was not his tattoo. He has apprentices?"

"That's right, you can't take it any further this time, hurry up!" I cried.

Police officer Liang called the business administration department, but was told that the shop had irregular procedures. The information had not been updated for 20 years. He did not know who the apprentice of the old tattoo artist was.

I think that since this person works here, people around should know him, so he visited a nearby store, and a shop owner selling boxed food said, "You mean Lao Jin? He did receive an apprentice the year before last, and often came to me Buy a box lunch. "

"What's his name?" I asked.

The owner said, "We have been calling him Xiaojin, and we don't know its name ..." Then the owner suddenly looked out the window: "Well, isn't that him?"

We looked back and saw a guy wearing a mask looking at his brain. He noticed that our eyes were pulled and we ran away. Huang Xiaotao and I quickly chased out. Huang Xiaotao called the police officer Liang to stop him.

The kid was a loach and turned into a narrow lane. Song Xingchen quickly chased in. When we caught up, the guy was blocked in a dead end and sat on the ground hysterically. "I don't know anything! I don't know anything!"

I don't know why he had such a big response, so he came forward tentatively and asked, "Last night, did you see your Master killed?"

The guy opened his eyes in horror, and this unconscious action betrayed him ...