Chapter 373: A Pumpkin-shaped Mace (1/2)

The victim's name is Zhang Bing, 46 years old and unemployed. His means of making a living were deplorable, to say the least, that is, persuading innocent girls to sell their bodies and taking a cut from their earnings. The man had a criminal record of pimping and pandering and spent several years in prison.

Xiaotao arched an eyebrow, ”So he was a pimp!”

Thinking back to the scene last night, I realized he was ”working” at that time. ”This sort of indecent man must have had a lot of enemies!” I remarked.

After learning the victim’s identity and occupation, I breathed a sigh of relief. At first, I suspected the crime might have something to do with the ghost bus, but now it seemed like an ordinary murder.

Xiaotao ordered the officer, ”Check all his interpersonal relationships.”

”Also check for debts! See if he owes usury or something similar,” I added.

When we left the flat, Xiaotao waved her hand, ”All right, you don't have to follow up on this case. It’s probably an ordinary one.”

”I'd better come and help,” I said, shaking my head. “I don’t think I should stay in the store for the next two days.”

When Xiaotao asked what was wrong, I explained Dali's emotional troubles. ”I'll go back and give Bingxin a good talking to,” she laughed. “This little lady warms up to everyone so others might misunderstand the situation.”

I sighed helplessly, ”It’s only because Dali is too flirtatious!”

At this moment, a voice sounded, ”What are you criticizing me for? What have I done wrong this time?”

Bingxin appeared with a bright smile. ”How could you guys come without me?”

”You’re late again, aren’t you?” Xiaotao pointed out.

”I know it’s my fault. I slept late last night! If you want to deduct my bonus, go ahead. Anyway, I’ve already lost my attendance bonus for the month.” Bingxin spat her tongue.

”God, you’re shameless!” Xiaotao rebuked.

We were heading back to the station when we passed a shopping mall. Bingxin insisted I accompany her on a shopping trip.

”It’s working hours, young lady. Aren’t you getting a bit lazy?” chided Xiaotao.

Bingxin grimaced and turned to me, ”We'll come back after work then.”

I alighted near the store where Dali stood sullenly in front of the counter. ”Where’s Luo Youyou?” I asked.

”I couldn’t find her but I did call her,” Dali frowned. “She said she’s going home by train and then turned off her phone.”

Dali denied, ”I'm not always thinking about her.”

In the morning, the logistics company came to deliver the goods. We spent the whole morning busy moving and handling stock. In the afternoon, I was sitting in the store reading a book when I received a call from Xiaotao, ”Song Yang, there’s been another case.”

”That’s quick!” I commented.

”The case appears rather ordinary but I think it’s better for you to take a look,” explained Xiaotao.