"Uncle is that sister's colleague, why is he not a policeman?" Su Budong asked with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"The police should wear police uniforms, you didn't." The little boy said.

"But my sister is not wearing a police uniform, either." Su Budong said.

"Sister is serious, you are smiling... not like a good person..." The little boy came to the conclusion based on his own feelings.

Su Budong touched his nose helplessly and asked, "Do you want to catch the murderer who killed your father?"

The little boy said, "Of course I thought about it, but I'm too young to have no choice..."

Su Budong asked, "Uncle is here to help my sister. Do you want to tell my uncle what does my father usually do?"

The little boy said, "My father opened a convenience store..."

Su Budong shook his head: "But the bad guy won't commit murder on your dad just because your dad opens a convenience store. Did that bad guy borrow your dad's money?"

The little boy hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"How come your dad would have so much money to lend to that bad guy when he runs a convenience store?"

"I often see many people going to my father's convenience store, and my father came back very late." The little boy said.

Su Budong's heartbeat and asked, "Are so many people going to your father's convenience store to buy things?"

The little boy shook his head: "It's playing poker, Paijiu."

Su Budong suddenly realized and said to the little boy: "Uncle knows, I will tell my sister carefully. The clues you provide will help us catch the murderer faster."

At this time, Zhao Min came out of the inner room with some anger and said to Su Budong: "Go."

"Are you finished asking?"

Zhao Min nodded angrily.

After leaving the door, Zhao Min lit a cigarette. "The woman didn't tell the truth, and I don't know what she wanted to hide."

"I seem to know why." Su Budong was quite calm.

"What can you know outside?"

"Yu Beipei opened a gambling house, so Li Qinggen owed him a lot of money. People who run gambling houses generally don't lack money." Su Budong said.

"How could you know about this kind of thing?" Zhao Min widened her eyes.

"Because I am a god." Su Budong laughed.

"Stop pretending, talk quickly." Zhao Min looked at him angrily.

"I found out from the child's mouth." Su Budong didn't show off anything, but had a bit of solemnity in his expression. "He said that many people played poker and Paijiu in the convenience store opened by his father..."

"Then you can't conclude that they are gambling." Zhao Min, who was still dissatisfied with his colleague, actually pulled this clue.

"The northerners don't play Paijiu very much... If there is Paijiu in a Beijing convenience store and there is poker, I can only suspect that there is a problem with gambling... If the suspect has a gun, he can shoot and kill a convenience store owner without any motivation. The logic here can only be considered that he opened a gambling shop, and the convenience store is a cover-up."

As an outstanding student who graduated from the police academy, these reasonings are just a must-learn course, but when these are spoken from Su Budong, Zhao Min is like a satire that Su Budong has given her.

"You are good, you are good." After saying that, he returned to the passenger seat angrily, making Su Budong a little puzzled. He didn't know whether Zhao Min was praising him or scolding him.

"Where do you go?" Su Budong asked in the car.

"Aren't you good at reasoning? Go wherever you want?" Zhao Min was a little unhappy.

As if he noticed Zhao Min's little emotion, Su Budong smiled slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly jumped out.

"Do you want to die?" Zhao Min hammered Su Budong's shoulder with her hand.

"Officer Zhao, I don't seem to have the obligation to be angry with you, right?" Su Budong stopped the car and said.

"Don't you want me to help?" Zhao Min said, staring at Su Budong.

"I ask you for help because I think you are a good friend, so I am willing to help you, but it doesn't mean I have to endure your bad temper." Su Budong shrugged.

"Hmph..." Zhao Min was a little angry, leaned on the seat, and stopped talking. Zhao Min didn't know why she wanted to make this nameless fire, probably because Su Budong performed so well, which highlighted her uselessness?

Seeing that Zhao Min stopped talking, Su Budong started the car again tactfully. Zhao Min had a temper and also had his own temper, but his temper was not usually obvious. When he really encountered someone who was confused, Su Budong still had to say what he said before.

Su Budong didn't know where the convenience store was, so he asked Zhao Min. Zhao Min said a little, so Su Budong drove to the convenience store.

I stopped the car, but found that the door of the crime scene was open, and the two of them had a little more doubt in their eyes.

"Someone of you came to see you?" Su Budong asked.

"No, they all went to ask about the suspect's whereabouts." Zhao Min said in confusion.

The two of them glanced through the crack of the door and found that someone seemed to have moved the store, which seemed a little messy. Su Budong opened the door, and the door made a squeaking sound. Then he entered the room.

The room was a little dark and it was not very real. Su Budong was about to look for the switch of the light, but there were two hard objects on the back of his head!

That was a gun! Su Budong responded immediately. But he turned his back to the man, not knowing the other party's intentions.

"Who are you?" A male voice with a heavy voice asked behind his back. Su Budong felt a numbness on his back! His life was in his hands at this moment.

Zhao Min also touched the other party's words, and was pointed at by the gun without the power to fight back.

"Don't shoot, we are here to find Yu Beipei." Su Budong said with a flash of inspiration.

"Don't you know he's dead?" the man asked in confusion.

"Don't... don't shoot... My name is Ichiro Haneda. A friend of mine knows him and says he can be gambling here, so I want to see my girlfriend." Su Budong continued to make up his own lies. After all, students who graduated from Tok University's liberal arts are able to make up stories with ease. Moreover, many conditions are known. Moreover, his expression and tone are exquisite.

"Are you a Japanese devil here to gamble?" The man was a little confused, but looking at the situation outside, the parked car was indeed a black-branded high-end car, proving that Su Budong had the identity of a foreign-funded enterprise.

"Of course, そうああかべきだ." Su Budong showed off his Japanese level.

The man put away his gun, but was still worried about Su Budong, so he asked his accomplices to push Zhao Min to Su Budong and pointed the gun at the two of them.

"Don't move around." He said viciously behind his back.

Hearing a slight sound, there was a hole in the ground suddenly. It turned out that a wooden board was covered with a wooden table pressed on it.

"You guys go down first." said the man.

"Don't act rashly." Su Budong told Zhao Min with his mouth. Zhao Min nodded, but his body couldn't help but tremble in fear.

Only one person was bent over and passed through the cave. Su Budong walked in front and Zhao Min followed behind. After walking about ten steps, his eyes suddenly became clear. It turned out to be an abandoned air-raid shelter.
Chapter completed!