It makes sense to think that it is not necessarily Manchester United fans who hope that Barcelona will lose. Maybe the murderer likes the team being taken away by Barcelona to qualify for the finals. Suddenly I remembered that Xin Qing said that her dream football is black. Does it imply that there is something shady about the game?

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I laughed. "There are so many extreme fans. Are we going through the national rhythm?"
Pei Xizhen gently twisted a beard on her left cheek and said, "So I dare say that the scope of the investigation has been locked because the murderer is a local person. It is very likely that two cases have occurred. Everyone in our city has a common point, except football, and they all like the Internet. Especially Zhang Li said that Liu Chunyi always likes to brush what post bars. I have never been exposed to this guess. It should be similar to the same kind of network in the same city. He investigated the deceased in just three days, prepared a murder plan and arranged the scene continuously. Obviously, vegetable fanatics know the surrounding environment very well. It is impossible for outsiders to do everything so perfectly."
Bang bang-beard should be broken
Pei Xizhen’s habit of pulling out Hu when she has something to do is really hard for me to understand.
"Boss, I am familiar with the post bar. I loved to play when I was free before school, so I didn’t care to post it when I graduated." I secretly secretly pleased that I finally broke back to a city and picked my eyebrows. "Actually, it was born of interest. Let people who are interested in the same topic get together, such as Tiannanba. Most of the people who are active in this theme post bar are city people."
Pei Xizhen listened to the fog in the clouds. "Football is like football?"
"Confucius can teach"
When I finished this sentence, he picked up the metal crutch and knocked it hard. I grinned. "I’m coming. I just want to find his id and find the speech record. Maybe there will be unexpected gains."
Soon we went back to die.
Die has two computers, one is connected to the internet, and the other is a stand-alone computer to put those files.
After I unplugged the network cable and plugged it into the Unicom network of Liu Chunyi’s notebook computer, I clicked the post bar directly in the browser. The default login id is Chun Liu Post Bar id "Green Onions Feed Shang Yang", which is quite strange for me to whisper a sentence.
"Shang Yang also eats green onions?" Pei Xizhen moved a chair to sit next to him and frowned and said, "The ending of the historical Shang Yang was dismembered by five horses, and Liu Chunyi was also dismembered. A bundle of onions was really inserted in his neck … Can there be such a clever thing?" It means that he believes that the murderer had a relationship with the dead post bar.
"Alas, be careful in naming." I sighed and continued to check the record of Liu Chunyi’s speech.
Green Onions Feed Shang Yang-Football Bar Publish Theme-My Sa Rise Sing lele,lala Reply 15
Onions are fed to Shang Yang …
……
Liu Chunyi is simply a madman who brushed the theme posts and replies on the first few pages. I poked them one by one. From the night before he was killed to May 27, there was nothing to gain. Because Pei Xizhen and I looked at them very carefully and carefully, two hours passed quickly.
When I turned to page 27, a reply from Liu Chunyi caught our attention.
Click on the link theme of that post, which was published by "Satan the Sharp Knife" after the Champions League on May 27th. The title is "Anyone who replies to this post, your id is the way to die", just two words "Hehe"
On the second floor, "the sofa landlord looks unfamiliar ~ I’m afraid to say that I belong to Real Madrid."
Then this post sank until the afternoon of the 2nd, when Liu Chunyi was dug up by the "green onion feeding Shang Yang". The 3rd floor replied, "Click on the landlord’s information and find a dog. This post ended with 36 notes of watching potatoes with friends."
On May 30th, this post posted "Thirty-six Notes on Potatoes on the 4th Floor", which read "I was summoned by Brother Green Onion to capture Dobby ps alive. Thank you for cutting the dog and making me earn a lot of money to give you a bone to chew"
There are still nearly ten replies from the building, but people don’t hang up their vests. People post it as "Satan the Sharp Sword", the landlord of the ip party, as if it had been wiped out by everyone. This topic was quickly overwhelmed, and the number of posts was ok.
In the reply of potato thirty-six, it is revealed that I won a sum of money, and the id and Yong Hao’s death method are right.
I gasped after reading it quietly. "The Thirty-Six Records of Potatoes won’t be Yong Hao, will it?"
"I asked the intelligence department to check." Pei Xizhen picked up the phone and made a call. It was surprisingly efficient. In less than five minutes, she received a text message saying that the ip address of "Potato 36" was Yong Dasheng Villa!
Pei Xizhen’s silence, I haven’t slowed down yet. Sticking to God is like a hodgepodge of people turning into a vest. It’s very common to abuse each other and fight. At best, it’s just a slap in the face. Unexpectedly, there have been two murders.
The sentence "Your id is how you die" is like a death warrant.
Pei Xizhen called the Intelligence Bureau again and found the ip address of "Satan the Sharp Sword".
There are two kinds of ip, namely, black card mobile phone login and brain login. The former can’t be tracked by the current technology, but the latter is methodical. We immediately take action to drive to the intelligence bureau to step on the address, and we don’t rush to arrest first, but we are afraid to startle the murderer and let the murderer smell the wind. It will not be worth the loss.
Destination is an old street in the south of the city.
When our car arrived, we found out that this place was a black Internet cafe. Pei Xizhen asked me to wait in the car, and he climbed into the black Internet cafe on crutches alone.
After half an hour, he finally walked out of the black Internet cafe and said, "It’s a waste of time. This Internet cafe has neither been monitored nor registered. It seems that the vegetable madman is very cautious. I figured that he wanted to vent his anger by killing people before posting that post, and then he chose to post on this black Internet cafe."
I’m done talking. I’ve got a clue card. It’s hard to make progress
Chapter fishing plan
Pei Xizhen picked up his hand and rummaged through the address book and dialed a message [* *]. I heard that he seemed to have an appointment with someone. Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, two little ruffians appeared in our sight. Pei Xizhen shouted "This way". Two people rushed to bow and scrape, and a Pei Ge cried.
My heart says these two are sacred.
Pei Xizhen pointed to the door of the Internet cafe and ordered, "Tom, Harry, from now on, you two will fall in shifts for 12 hours in this Internet cafe, and there will be 20 computers in the net. Choose a position with a wide field of vision. It is necessary to pay attention to whether anyone visits the post bar to eat and drink, and I will reimburse him online." He reached into his pocket and handed out 1,000 yuan to two people.
Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom
Arrange for the informant to be punctual. It’s time to go back to die.
I watched Pei Xizhen’s mouth occasionally tilt up with a typical fox smile. I thought this wretched uncle was thinking about something bad again and asked, "Has the boss figured out a way?"
He smiled. "Do Xiaoyu police officers have to be dedicated?" Why did I suddenly ask this question? I nodded stupidly.
This nod can be regarded as a pit for me. Pei Xizhen’s eyes are shining with "Agree?"
"Point 32 likes!"
"I decided to implement the fishing plan."
"fishing?" I have a bad feeling in my heart
If not, Pei Xizhen is full of bad water and says, "You, your account, your family reply to that post, and we will wait for the murderer to deliver it himself!"
"Are you sure the vegetable maniac will hook?"
"100% can’t guarantee that there is a 90% certainty." Speaking Pei Xizhen once again pulled out the roots. "Killing everyone tends to be obsessed with bloodthirsty feelings. After the first case, the murderer buried evil seeds in his heart."
After this, I realized that once he shows that smile, it will be bad.
I don’t want to "sir, why don’t you send it yourself?" He heard the subtle change of address and made a look of "I can’t network."
Once again, I refuse to joke. The vegetable maniac can’t be a poor and vicious person. Once he posts me, I don’t want my name to be engraved into the spirit tablet and put into the die Hall of Heroes in a few days.
"Xiaoyu, didn’t you just praise 32? It’s so fast to change your mind. I hope your generation will support the future of the motherland. "Pei Xizhen shook her head and lit a cigarette with one hand and the steering wheel.
"%&* # RMB% # ……" While smoking, he was more verbose than Tang Priest.
"I have to give it to you." I can’t stand his buzzing. "Please stop. I’m dying."
"Let’s do it. That’s settled." Pei Xizhen kept her mouth shut and didn’t talk again. All the way back to die quietly.
Inexplicably, the riot police guarding the main entrance took the police dog and barked at me. My heart said that I was unlucky and gave the police dog a bad kick. Pei Xizhen poked me with a cane behind him. "What’s the strength with the dog? I’ll give you something later and go home and post."
I smiled and said, "What good things can I have?" I ignored him. I got into the lounge on the second floor, plunged into the sofa and watched the film. die, there is a dvd and a thick stack of discs in the lounge, and there are some fitness equipment. This is the special benefit of the unconventional department. If you don’t tear down the house, you will be guaranteed to solve an unsolved case every quarter before nobody takes care of it.
The movie plot made me sleepy for half an hour. Pei Xizhen pushed the door and looked at the picture in the video "Yo, young man has a future to watch romantic movies"
Lazy tilting head glanced at him with a big black suitcase in his hand.
My eyelids thumped! In the middle of the suitcase, there is a big "mechanical" font purples, and I suddenly came to the spirit.
Pei Xizhen squatted in front of me without saying anything. He hit a black suitcase and saw the Chinese and western things clearly. After that, he had a 92-type 9mm pistol, a Barrett 2a1 sniper rifle, a magazine, grenades and some unfamiliar equipment. I felt that my breath was almost frozen. I swallowed myself. "These … are really for me?"
He Gherardini said, "I don’t like it when I take it away."
"I want it, I want it." I immediately rushed to protect the fingertips of the black suitcase and gently slid over the surface of the gun, closing my eyes and enjoying the cold touch like touching a long-lost lover.
Pei Xizhen watched it quietly for a long time and saw that I was still immersed. He stretched out two fingers and grabbed a Hu and gently pulled it off. "Pistol and fencing can be carried with you, but sniper rifles and grenades can only be taken out after being reported to the head for approval. die equipment has been equipped for you. The next room is dedicated to putting it. Choose a safe password and set it yourself. Remember to maintain it every day."
"Thank you, Chief". I don’t mind being cheated any more. He cleared up the past and asked, "What is fencing?"
"That’s it."
Pei Xizhen pointed to the object next to the pistol in the suitcase. I picked it up and observed it carefully. The so-called fencing is like a black rubber stick, but it is very short. It can be about 12 centimeters long. Just holding it in one hand, there are ten protruding bags in the middle, and there is a usb interface at the end.
Dagger? Shake the stick? Microphone? Hand barrel? Bomb?
I turned the fencing upside down and turned it around, but it still didn’t move even when I pulled it out and dumped it.
I lost my interest in exploring, and I weighed it. I said, "This thing is quite heavy. The surface is covered with rubber. It must be metal. It’s not for tapping sap, is it?"
"No," Pei Xizhen, "You try the calculator keyboard with six initial passwords and nine bumps."
I pressed six strokes of a rubber rod, and the front end of the rubber rod suddenly stretched out like a crowbar. Together, a 90-cm-long metal strip was flickering, and I froze on the spot and finally understood what fencing was.
"Fencing is a new product churned out by military scientific research institutions, which can stun people. The only drawback is that the battery life is short and it takes about 100 hours to hit." Pei Xizhen fished out a die Gun Fine Maintenance Manual and handed it to me. "Give it back to me after memorizing it. I made this vegetable maniac myself. I will eat and live with you before I am arrested."