The Monster I Was Redeemed

The place where Jin Ping An got off is a big shopping mall.

But instead of entering the mall, he went around a bend to the snack street behind the mall.

According to the navigation route, Jin Pingan went round and round, and five minutes later, he found the small restaurant where he had agreed to meet.

This is a hot pot restaurant.

Although it hasn’t completely entered the night, the number of people in the store is not large, and there is a trend of increasing.

Jin Ping’an followed the numbers on the table, looked for them one by one, and came to the No. 4 table in the corner.

Jin Ping An asked softly with temptation and expectation, “Excuse me, are you a messenger?”

Jin Ping’an tensed his face, looking at the thin back in the seat, his feet were brought together unconsciously and his legs straightened, his left hand firmly grasped the strap of the satchel, his fingers rubbing unconsciously.

Hearing the sound, the man slowly turned around.

What caught my eye was a delicate and vicissitudes of life.

The messenger was dressed very neatly, with suit pants, leather belts, and polo shirts. There were almost no wrinkles on the clothes. It was obvious that he was a person who paid great attention to modifying his own image.

Although he doesn’t have the kind of handsome face that makes him a celestial being at a glance, his temperament makes him exude a unique charm.

The first impression I give is that this is a man with a story.

The messenger’s face was slightly immature, and it looked like he was in his early twenties at most, but when others saw it, they would subconsciously think that he was thirty years old.

Although he is indeed over thirty.

“You are Jin Pingan?”

From the outside, people would think that the voice of the messenger must be the kind of magnetic uncle’s voice that has experienced vicissitudes of life.

In fact, this is not the case. His tone is slightly dull and heavy, as if talking to someone through a mask.

“…Well, it’s me.”

Jin Ping An had a lot of things to say, but when he saw the messenger himself, he didn’t know where to start.

After all, he is just an adult child, completely ignorant of the way of socializing between adults.

“I should be an hour and a half in advance and let Ai Liang inform you of the agreed place and time, but you are still twenty minutes late.”

The messenger picked up the chopsticks, took a slice of juicy beef from the clear soup pot and put it into the mouth. After a bite, the soup overflowed, and the scent of the beef bone soup spread from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue, with endless aftertaste.

Compared with the messenger who enjoys hot pot, Jin Ping An is more panicked “I’m sorry! I’m busy sorting out the information, and there is a traffic jam in the city, so I…”

Xin knocked on the table with his index finger, interrupting Jin Ping An’s explanation.

“Don’t make excuses, being late means being late.”

“…Sorry.”

Jin Ping An lowered his head and stood motionless on the edge of the table like a student being criticized.

“Aren’t you sitting down? Standing foolishly at the table to let people watch jokes.”

A strange color flashed in the messenger’s eyes.

Nowadays, there are too few students who are independent and discerning. Most of them are like silly gooses. If they don’t clearly ask them what to do, they will just be stunned.

“Oh, alright.”

Jin Ping’an awakened like a dream, and quickly sat down opposite the messenger.

But looking at the unopened bowls and chopsticks in front of him, he hesitated again, wondering whether he should have dinner together or discuss the disappearance case directly.

“What are you doing in a daze? The tableware is prepared for you for you to watch? If you have anything to say before you finish eating.”

When the messenger finished speaking, he ate the hot pot on his own.

Jin Pingan smelled the scent of hot pot, his throat surged unconsciously.

Jin Ping An originally wanted to discuss the case first, but the messenger completely ignored his intentions, so he had no choice but to follow suit.

The two of them ate and drank, and the ingredients on the table were quickly swept away. Jin Pingan, who was hungry for a day, even drank three bowls of hot pot soup at the end.

After eating and drinking, the messenger led Jin Ping An to a small hotel nearby.

After Jin Ping An entered the door, he slammed the door, locked the door, and hung up the anti-theft chain.

The messenger came to the mahjong table and sat down and said, “I am a registered bounty hunter, number 300328. You can check it on the website.”

With the previous two experiences, Jin Pingan didn’t say anything nonsense like I believe you this time.

Instead, I honestly took out my mobile phone to log in to the Bounty Hunter official website to check the number.

When the two met for the first time, there was no trust at all, and trust needed to be built up a little bit. Having dinner together and looking up the bounty hunter number is the first step in building trust.

The query results came out very quickly, and the person in the photo is indeed a messenger.

The Bounty Hunter official website is a public website operated by Asia Alliance. You can find basic information such as the number of tasks, social contributions, and criminal record of the person by entering the number.

Of course, this does not include bounty hunters’ personal information, such as citizen number, contact information, home address and other information, and some are just work-related content.

Simply put, it is equivalent to a public notice board, even without the function of private messaging.

“Just talk about business, after all, you are paying off all at once. Since you are so happy, I won’t take the 100,000 yuan in vain. I will help you with your affairs.”

The messenger stretched out his hand to signal Jin Ping An to bring the case information.

At this time, Jin Ping An’s old problems had committed again.

When there is no one to help him, he is always eager for someone to walk with him.

When someone really wants to help him, they worry about the other person’s safety and don’t want to drag others into the water and let them face their own sufferings.

In short, it is a common problem of young people, immature and hypocritical.

But after hesitating again and again, Jin Ping’an still handed the bag of documents to the messenger.

There is no way, let alone tell the truth with his own power, he hasn’t even found out who is behind the scenes guiding public opinion.

The clues in the bag were all traced back by his special ability.

The messenger opened the file bag and checked the contents on the a4 paper.

Although Jin Ping’an is a waste of wood, it is not entirely a waste.

At least he has investigated many homicides with the police, and the basic information is quite good.

Every piece of information recorded on the a4 paper, UU Read www.uukanshu.com is basically a simplified key information.

In the room, the messenger pursed his mouth and said nothing, only the breathing of Jin Ping’an and the whirring of the air conditioner echoed.

After a long time, the messenger put down the information, pointed to the paragraph above and asked, “How did you know that the prisoner had a butterfly tattoo?”

“According to the general case reasoning process, now that you have discovered this key clue, it is impossible for the case to go without progress.”

The messenger pressed the palm of his hand on the information and questioned Jin Ping An, “What is recorded on this paper is not so much the case information as it is a clue puzzle.

A lot of important and unimportant information are all mixed together, and there is no chronological order.

You just mentioned the key clues like butterfly tattoos, and you just mentioned them. The paper does not record when, where, and from which people you got this information. ”

“Are you really investigating it seriously? Or are you fooling me with a bunch of fabricated things?”

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