Luring the tiger down from the mountain

  "What's going on?" Yi Xiaodao's protest was met with no response, so he sat down in a huff and found the TV remote control at a speed that didn't catch anyone's attention, pressing the power button.

  The old TV flickered on, blasting Jackson's song. Yi Xiaodao turned the volume up to maximum, and the room was immediately filled with loud music.

  The floor of the bathroom was wet and steamy, with a warm mist hanging in the air. It seemed that the guy had indeed taken a bath just now. Qiao Zhenglin subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, but there were no ceilings above the kitchen and bathroom, which seemed to be about the same height as the living room. Qiao Zhenglin didn't pay attention to it and returned to the living room, where his colleague was carefully searching around the corner of the dining table.

  Qiao Zhenglin asked with a dark face: "Wang Wu, are you looking for cockroaches there?"

  Officer Wang Wu straightened up with an embarrassed look on his face, just about to explain himself, when another officer shouted from the closet: "Old Qiao, there's a bag in here."

  "Bring it out!" Qiao Zhenglin's face turned even darker, "Do you want me to get it myself?"

  The police officer took out exactly the package that Yixiaodao had just stuffed in, and when he opened it, it was full of women's clothes.

  Qiao Zhenglin looked at Yi Xiaodao coldly: "What's going on? Can you explain it to me, Mr. Yi?"

  Yi Xiaodao spread his arms, revealing his entire chest, and said loudly: "Of course, these clothes were all from my ex-girlfriend. I just think they take up too much space here, and it always makes me feel sad when I see them, so I plan to donate them to children in poor areas. By the way, do you know which part of our motherland needs help the most?"

  Qiao Zhenglin saw that Yi Xiaodao was always responding lightly and couldn't find any flaws, knowing that unless he caught the murderer, he wouldn't be able to get any information out of Yi Xiaodao's mouth. He could only glare at Yi Xiaodao fiercely and turn his head to say: "Let's go!"

  Although his intuition told him there was a problem here, such a simple room had been turned over by them, and he was also helpless.

  At this time, Yi Xiaodao turned off the TV, got up from the sofa, and said with his shirt off: "Hey, officer, you broke my stuff."

  The murderer hasn't been caught, and yet Yi Xiaodao is asking for compensation? Qiao Zhenglin turned his head to glance at the broken ceiling with a sense of discontent, saying coldly: "Just take care of yourself." He then walked towards the door.

  Yi Xiao Dao said with a hint of disdain, "I'm talking about the one that your brave subordinate trampled to the point where it's almost falling apart."

  Qiao Zhenglin looked down and saw that the shoe cabinet was indeed tilted, with several pairs of shoes fallen to the ground. Only then did he remember a clue he had found on the shoe cabinet earlier, but it had already been destroyed by himself.

  Qiao Zhenglin was at a loss, but after searching all the pockets on his body, he couldn't find his wallet. He had thought of playing dumb and getting out of it, at least to vent some anger, but an undercover cop very kindly took out Qiao Zhenglin's wallet and handed it back to him.

  Qiao Zhenglin gave him a fierce look, leaving the plainclothes officer bewildered. Qiao Zhenglin took over the wallet, pulled out 100 yuan and threw it on the shoe cabinet.

  Yi Xiaodao's eyes rolled around and he shouted: "I was bought for 200 yuan!"

  Qiao Zhenglin ignored him. This shoe cabinet, which didn't even have a door, was ruined with just one kick, and who knows where it was bought from some second-hand market, 100 yuan could at least buy two of them.

  Yi Xiaodao quickly closed the door and changed his clothes. He had actually taken off all his clothes to take a bath, because earlier Yurika had made the bathroom wet while taking a bath. If he hadn't pretended to take a bath, he would have definitely been suspected by the police. And if he had only undressed without taking a bath, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to deceive the detectives either. So he simply took off all his clothes and took a bath.

  Thinking of Qiao Zhenglin's expression just now, Yi Xiaodao couldn't help but reveal a triumphant smile. It wasn't just because he made the lily disappear into thin air in the room, but mainly because his first confrontation with Qiao Zhenglin, an extraordinary policeman, ended with him winning.

  But he knew that as long as he was involved with Baihe, he would have plenty of opportunities to meet Qiao Zhenglin in the future.

  Yi Xiaodao sat on the sofa, starting to plan his next move. Hiding and assisting a wanted fugitive in evading the police's pursuit was not something Yi Xiaodao was good at, nor had he ever done such a thing before. He could only rely on some experiences and skills taught by his master to complete this arduous task.

  Ten minutes later, Yi Xiaodao walked out of the room. He was wearing a loose casual outfit and a pair of slippers on his feet, swaying as he walked downstairs.

  The trash cans on the seventh and sixth floors showed no signs of being moved, which made Yi Xiaodao feel much more at ease. When he went out the main door, Yi Xiaodao was especially careful. Above the first floor's main door was a camera, which was required by the Public Security Bureau to be installed in every rental building, recording videos of people entering and exiting the building.

  Yi Xiaodao opened the door but didn't walk out directly, instead he naturally stuck to the door and walked towards the right side, this way he could ensure that his back wouldn't be recorded by the camera.

  The police car has left, and there are only a few mothers with children chatting idly in the empty space downstairs.

  After walking a short distance, Yi Xiaodao looked around for a while. When he saw the silhouettes of several people eating with their heads down in the Sha County snack shop across the street, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he walked towards a small alley.

  At this time, three people eating wontons in the snack bar raised their heads, one of whom was Qiao Zhenglin. The other two looked like plainclothesmen, but they were not the ones who had been to the ninth floor. Seeing Yi Xiaodao's suspicious appearance, Qiao Zhenglin immediately realized that his speculation was correct. There was no problem with Yi Xiaodao's house, but there was a big problem with Yi Xiaodao himself.

  Qiao Zhenglin gave a signal, and the two plainclothes immediately followed one after another. Qiao Zhenglin originally wanted to continue sitting in the small shop to monitor, but thinking of Yi Xiaodao's eyes, he knew that he was not an ordinary person, so it was safer for him to follow up. So he threw down ten yuan and followed up.

  Yi Xiao Dao turned left at one corner and right at another, finally entering a small supermarket.

  Was the suspect hiding in this supermarket with a small knife? This kind of small supermarket has a warehouse and sales floor combined, the front is the sales floor, and the back is separated by a little bit, which is the warehouse, inside are all goods, it's indeed very easy to hide people. Moreover, the small supermarket has doors everywhere, no one knows where another back door was opened.

  But with Yi Xiao Dao's IQ, he shouldn't be in such a hurry to find someone, he should have anticipated that the police would play a waiting game.

  Just as Qiao Zhenglin was confused, Yi Xiaodao, who had just entered the supermarket, came out again with a pack of cigarettes in his hand. Qiao Zhenglin did not expect him to come out so quickly and could no longer avoid him.

  Yi Xiaodao had actually discovered the tailing Qiao Zhenglin earlier, and now he pretended to be surprised and shouted at Qiao Zhenglin: "Officer Qiao, what a coincidence! Are you also here to buy cigarettes?"

  Qiao Zhenglin said irritably: "I don't smoke."

  "Then I won't give you cigarettes, you continue investigating the case." Yi Xiaodao didn't want to overly offend Qiao Zhenglin, so he put away his cigarette and walked back and forth.

  Looking at Yi Xiaodao's back, Qiao Zhenglin couldn't help but want to grab his tail immediately, but it was clear that this was a very clever fox, and his tail was well hidden.

  "Brother Qiao, this guy must be a problem," an undercover cop said. "Look at his demeanor, he's either a street thug or a big-time thief."

  "Really? You can still read faces?" another plainclothes said.

  "What's physiognomy? It's observing words and expressions." The plainclothes policeman said earlier.

  Qiao Zhenglin did not respond to his two subordinates' words. He kept muttering a question: "Why would he take a bath at 4 or 5 pm?"

  One of them said, "He must have just woken up."

  Qiao Zhenglin said: "I noticed his bed, the quilt was neatly folded, it didn't look like he had just gotten up."

  Another plainclothes policeman said: "Is he hiding the murderer in the toilet?"

  Qiao Zhenglin muttered to himself: "There's nothing special about the bathroom, not even a ceiling... Ceiling? The bathroom doesn't have a suspended ceiling, it should be higher than the living room, but it looks... Right! Quick! Chase!"

  Qiao Zhenglin muttered to himself and then ran towards the building where Yi Xiaodao lived. His two subordinates didn't know what was going on, but they had no choice but to follow him.

  "Qiao Ge, what did you find?" The plainclothes policeman asked while running.

  Qiao Zhenglin sprinted at a speed of 12 seconds and 88 hundred meters, with no time to answer him.

  "Get up! Open the door!" Qiao Zhenglin picked up the landlord who was sleeping soundly and roared fiercely.

  The landlord was originally a local who bullied the weak and feared the strong, plus Qiao Zhenglin was a formidable policeman, having been frightened once before, he didn't dare make another sound, trembling as he took out his key card to open the door.

  Qiao Zhenglin stepped up the stairs one step at a time, taking twenty seconds to reach the ninth floor. Yi Xiaodao was opening the door when Qiao Zhenglin pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yi Xiaodao, slowly walking past him.

  I'll stop sending out ads for subscriptions and recommendations, it seems they're ineffective anyway. Guess I'll just go back to updating diligently.

  What kind of cake should I choose for my future mother-in-law's birthday?