"Young man, why are you here?"

Because of the day before yesterday, Xiaomouzi lost the arrogance in front of Ai Liang in front of Xu Zhihai and others, and pulled him aside and asked.

"Assist the police in investigating the murder, I saw the suspect throw a bag of things into the scrap recycling bin last night and wait here to open the door."

Ai Liang lied. Just saying that finding something would definitely cause suspicion. It would be better to use the banner of assisting the police in handling the case to calm down Xiaobeizi first. Anyway, I will notify the police to come later.

"What!"

Xiaomoustache turned pale when she heard the keywords of murder and black garbage bags: "Kill someone and throw away the body?"

"No, the bag is not big, it may be just a tool for crime. I was worried that I would be picked up by someone else, so I waited here and I would notify the police after I confirmed it."

Ai Liang naturally knew that it was not a corpse inside, but he couldn't say it directly.

Xiaomoustache looked at Ai Liang hesitantly, remembering the calmness he felt when he helped him get his phone back the day before yesterday and the calmness he was in the face of the thief and decided to believe him.

Besides, there is nothing good to do in a rag recycling bin, so there is no need to lie to myself.

"Rank, don't go in first! The police want to investigate and collect evidence!"

The beard stopped talking and hurriedly ran to open the door and shouted that the group of scavengers would come in later and avoid damaging the scene.

The scavengers made a way out. Although they didn't believe the bearded words, there was no need to offend the boss of the waste recycling bin for this time, and they tactfully retreated aside.

Ai Liang walked in front, and Xiaomouqiu followed behind him.

The mustache looked left and right. Those bulging woven bags didn’t feel anything, but now they always felt so sad.

I always feel like they are all oozing out blood. If you tear a small hole, you can see a pile of corpses.

The garbage bag that Wang Zi threw was not far from the door, and the black plastic bag was suddenly placed in the middle of the road. Ai Liang walked up to check, and the bearded swallowed nervously.

He took out two napkins and slowly opened them without destroying his fingerprints. All of this was done for outsiders.

"Is it...what is it?"

Xiaomouzi didn't dare to come over and kept a distance of one meter from Ai Liang.

"It's a pair of gloves."

I gently picked up the bag through the napkin.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Xia Qinian's phone number.

"Who is early in the morning!"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have not woken up, and his voice was still a little tired and impatient.

"I'm Ailiang, you should have the phone number of the Criminal Police Team, please send it to me."

Ai Liang felt that standing in the middle of the road and guarding the garbage bag was not a big deal, so he asked Xiaomouzi to open his office and carefully move the garbage bag to the office.

"Ha? Where did you get my mobile number?"

"I saw it on your business card yesterday. Stop talking nonsense and send me the number. I found the gloves thrown by the suspect."

Xia Qinian, who was lying on the bed with his eyes squinting, heard Ai Liang find the evidence and suddenly woke up.

"Wait a minute! I'll be here soon! Wait for me! Where are you now?"

Xia Qinian lifted the quilt and exposed his strong chest muscles. He held his phone with his shoulders while lifting his pants.

Xia Qinian almost knew part of Ai Liang's personality when he got along yesterday. That cold-faced middle school student shouldn't be joking about such things. He would never speak nonsense without being sure.

"Look at the scrap recycling bin near Jinyang Avenue on the map."

"Hey, don't rush to call the police, remember to wait for me! Hey? This little guy!"

Xia Qinian didn't wash her teeth or brush her face. She put on her clothes and took the keys to her cell phone and ran downstairs.

Twenty-five minutes later, Xia Qinian's car was parked at the door of the scrap recycling station.

"Little devil, where is the thing?"

Xia Qinian asked anxiously after entering the office.

Ai Liang was sitting on a stool in the office drinking soy milk. This was made with the soy milk powder from the office.

"Give me the number on the table. I kept squatting at the door of the suspect's community yesterday and watched him throw things here with his own eyes. Last night, the suspect's bag without gloves should still have his fingerprints left."

"You have already had a partner of suspicion? Why didn't you say anything yesterday?"

Xia Qinian didn't expect that the reason Ai Liang told him yesterday was actually concealed and immediately questioned him.

"Why tell you?"

Ai Liang asked back, "What can you do even if you tell you the truth?"

This time it was Xia Qinian's turn to speak. Ai Liang was right. Even if he told him, it would be useless. He had no obligation to tell him more.

Everyone understands the truth, but when it is really my turn, most people cannot accept it.

So Xia Qinian retorted unhappily: "If I'm useless, why are you asking me for the detective's mobile number now?"

"Forget it, I'll call the police just now."

Ai Liang took a sip of soy milk, squinted his eyes and said.

"I'll give it to you! I can still fight for you!"

Xia Qinian saw that Ai Liang was sure of his sucking and said gritting his teeth.

Beep, beep.

"Sorry, the user you called..."

"Fuck, Shi Feng, you guys are still hung up my phone!"

Xia Qinian hung up the phone irritably and cursed and called out his cell phone number to Ai Liang.

"I am Shi Feng, who?"

"Captain Shi, I'm Ai Liang, that one yesterday... I might have found the gloves for crime. Can you please bring someone here?... Well, okay, I'm at the scrap recycling station near Jinyang Avenue."

Hang up the phone and Ai Liang picked up the soy milk and drank it in small sips.

Xia Qinian, who had not had breakfast, heard a gurgling sound in his stomach. He asked Ai Liang, "Do you still have soy milk?"

Xiaowang looked at Xia Qinian and thought about his behavior as a social elder brother when he scolded the police just now. He felt that this person was not easy to mess with, so he hurried to make him a cup of soy milk.

"Thank you." Xia Qinian didn't be polite to him. She took the cup and took a sip, drank the other person's soy milk, Xia Qinian decided to say something to ease the serious atmosphere.

"Boss, you also have a printer in your office."

Xia Qinian went to the desk and knocked at the printer after drying and warm soy milk.

"Hey, what boss, I just collected the rags. This thing is just to print orders and buy it from the second-hand market. I don't really use it myself, usually make Xu Zhihai... just the swollen forehead with glasses, he helps to get these things."

The little beard rubbed his hands and came to Xia Qinian to introduce him to him with his eyes flashing.

"Will a rag picker use this thing?"

Xia Qinian clearly didn't believe it.

"He is not a rag picker."

Xiaomouzi cleared his throat and turned the topic to glasses: "He used to be a genius in the mathematics department of Peking University, but later he was in a down-and-out position to me to find a job. I saw that he was pitiful, so I asked him to help me manage this recycling station."

Speaking of Xu Zhihai's past, Xiaowang's beard was so spitting like he was admitted to Peking University. He told me all about his family background and why he fell to this point.

Nothing to care about personal privacy.

I guess I want to use the down-and-out genius to increase my reputation in the recycling bin.

Listening to the sincere explanation of Xiaowang's beard, Xia Qinian looked at the young man with glasses outside who called waste paper to the scavenger, why did he feel that this was a fool?

......

On the other hand, after receiving Ai Liang's alarm call, Shi Feng immediately took Gao Bin and Wang Xun to the scrap recycling station.

Even the captain of the criminal police team who Ai Liang had to admire the analyses of Ai Liang in the interrogation room yesterday. Unconsciously, he treated him as a colleague of the criminal police team and discussed the case together.

Shi Feng decided to believe his words.

Shi Feng, who was driving, knew every street well and came by much faster than Xia Qinian.

"Shifeng, you thief, actually hung up my phone!"

As soon as the few people got off the car, they heard Xia Qinian's angrily scolding. Now that they are not in the criminal police team, there is no need for Xia Qinian to restrain himself and give him face.

Seeing that the police finally came, Xiaomouzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the missing half a bag of soy milk powder with heartache.

Xia Qinian was really not polite to him, one cup after another, as if he wasn't afraid of being hot.

Shi Feng glanced at Xia Qinian and ignored him and walked straight to Ai Liang.

Ai Liang didn't say anything, pointed to the garbage bag on the table, and Wang Xun, who was wearing white gloves, immediately stepped forward to check.

"It's a pair of white cotton gloves with scratches on it. As for whether it's a tool for crime, it needs to be taken back to the technical department for comparison."

Wang Xun said to Shi Feng.

"Are you sure this was left by the suspect and not forged by yourself? You have to think it through before speaking."
To be continued...