The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 193 The Golden Hand
Songpa Sculpture Workshop, an unremarkable place named after its owner, is mainly engaged in sculptures of Buddha statues, but it was the first scene of this murder case.

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, but there are Buddha statues everywhere in this sculpture room, but there is no feeling of peace of mind, and some are just more gloomy.

"The air currents scatter and never return. This is simply a haunted house~ Why hurry up, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Tang Ren took out the dragon-finding ruler at some point, and the chief of the police station who came with him rolled his eyes.

Both of his subordinates are wonderful, one assistant is involved in the robbery, and the other is a master boy, he feels very tired.

Ron's system, which hadn't seen any movement for a long time, suddenly issued a prompt: "Find the golden legendary equipment: Tang Renzu's Dragon-seeking Ruler, whenever you feel confused, he will point you to the direction of life again."

The introduction is very simple, but Ron knows that what can be regarded as a golden legend is definitely not that simple!When Ron was already thinking about how to go, he had the opportunity to pass along this Dragon Finding Ruler by the way.

Of course, it's not now. If the space-time line does not change, Tang Ren will bring her baby to the United States with Qin Feng sooner or later. That will be the plot of "Detective Chinatown 2", and there will be opportunities at that time.

And Qin Feng over there had already put on plastic foot covers, and began to inspect the evidence at the scene one by one. His technique was professional at first glance, and he really deserved to be a student planning to go to the police academy.

"There is really no other entrance here." After checking, Qin Feng came to a conclusion.

"Nonsense, our police are professional. If there are other entrances here, they would have checked them out a long time ago." The director protested dissatisfied. After all, Tang Ren had Ron's backing, and the director's tone was not consciously polite. point.

Walking through the hall and coming to the lounge, there is a DV player next to the computer, facing the user. Unfortunately, the memory card in the DV player has been taken away, and Ron glared at the director.

"I didn't take the things here. When our people arrive here, there will be nothing in this DV machine."

Well, it doesn't look like the police are too rubbish. Ron noticed something unusual. He seemed to remember something again, but it was not so clear.

"The room is clean and odorless, either a fake girl or gay." Tang Ren commented on Songpa's bedroom, and then slid under the bed: "Old Brother Qin, come here and see why there are still a pair of footprints under here?"

"How could there be footprints on the wall under the bed?" Several people moved over together, and even the director showed a surprised expression. They hadn't found this when they were investigating the scene before.

"I don't think anyone would leave a good bed and choose to sleep under the bed," Ron finally got all the things in his memory coherent:

"Or there was not Sompa alone in this room at all, but two people. The other person was the murderer of Sompa, the one who called my brother Tang Ren to transport the gold."

"Alternatively, it's unknown whether the box he shipped out was actually gold. Maybe the box contained a living person?"

Ron's words moved all three of them: "There are many examples of murder scenes like this kind of transporting people in and out of boxes, and this plot is used in many novels, for example, Jack Futrell's "The Vanishing" In the book Radium, the murderer hid in a suitcase and sneaked into the institute."

Qin Feng suddenly realized and raised his hand: "Yes, I have read this book!"

The director asked further: "Then I don't understand, how did the murderer get in? Obviously, the surveillance didn't capture him coming in and leaving. I said he was hiding in a suitcase, so how did he get in?"

"That's your problem, come on, little detective." Ron patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, and then turned his gaze to the director: "Now the murderer continues to follow this clue, and he will definitely find it. My senior brother and the others I will help you, the case is basically solved. The evidence here is useless, why don't you let me buy one and take it home? This Buddha statue looks good."

Ron circled around the Buddha statue that lacked a magic pestle in his hand, and spun around twice, praising it.

"This..." The chief of police hesitated a little. You said you are a good white man. If you don't believe in Jesus, why do you believe in Buddha?

No matter how you look at it, there is something wrong, but he can't figure out where it is wrong.

"Don't worry, I will pay for it. How much is a Buddha statue of this size?" Ron looked at Tang Ren.

"The general price of a Buddha statue of this size is around 15000 baht, and it can be sold for [-] baht with better workmanship."

Enen, took out his wallet and put a pile of money in the director's hand: "Here is [-] baht, no need to look for it, help me consign this to this address in Los Angeles, how much is the shipping fee? Or you can treat the brothers to drink tea .”

"By the way, since this is my personal item, it's better to go through the inspection-free channel of IRS, which will be faster."

Ron threw down the money carelessly, and turned around to leave. Tang Ren hurried over to hold him back: "Junior brother, do you ignore me?"

"Didn't I help you get cleared of the gold robbery case? I believe Xiao Qin will be able to handle the rest of the matter. You guys work hard, I'm here for vacation."

Ron took off his clothes and swaggered out of the scene of the crime, leaving the three of them staring at each other.

"Old Qin, what should we do now?"

"Of course we will continue to investigate."

"Tang Ren! First help your junior to pack this thing and send it out, hurry up," the police chief flicked his sleeves, and put a 500-plant bill in Tang Ren's hand: "This is the shipping fee."

"Didn't my junior brother give you [-] baht just now?"

"The rest is money for buying Buddha statues, go!" the director reprimanded.

After Ron left the scene of the crime, he did not leave directly, but hid in the corner until it was confirmed that the Buddha statue was transported by the Tang people on the plane and sent to Los Angeles by air, then he walked out of the shadows contentedly and went to the front desk of the airport : "Please give me a ticket to Los Angeles as soon as possible, thank you."

Sixteen hours later, after a good night's sleep on the plane, Ron finally returned to Los Angeles. In Shelton's apartment, he arrived at the same time as a large Buddha statue, and Ron stood beside him holding a hammer.

"The next moment is to witness the miracle, but don't let me down." After speaking, Ron slammed down on his arm.

"Boom!" The plaster on the exterior of the Buddha statue's arm shattered, and gravel slag was splashed everywhere, and a dazzling golden light appeared inside the broken part.

It was the gold that Ron had been waiting for.

(End of this chapter)