Chapter 270: Lin Gao's arrogance

For hurting the little witch, Gao Leng will avenge this grudge.
The person injected drugs, and Lin Gao must be the instigator behind the scenes. This is a high level of confidence.
If you want to kill Lin Gao, you have to find the person who committed the murder that night. After all, he used drugs. This crime is enough for Lin Gao to die. All Gao Leng has to do is just follow the vine.
The taxi drove to the destination very quickly, Gao Leng got off the car, and directly took out the press card. He was very tight on time, and it was much easier to reveal his identity as a reporter.
The staff in charge of registration looked like a young girl who had just graduated. Seeing him handing over the press card, her eyes were full of curiosity. She raised her eyes, and her face was full of worship.
Journalist, this relatively unfamiliar industry is often only seen on newspapers and TV. This is the first time she has seen people working in the media.
She hurriedly took it with both hands, and after a glance, she opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Gao...Gao Leng? Xingsheng Magazine!"
While talking, she immediately took the phone in her hand and opened Weibo to Gao Leng's eyes: "Ah, you are the reporter! You are the big reporter who published Wenkai and Huang Cong news!"
Gao sneered and nodded. The young girl who had just graduated hadn't seen much in the world, and danced excitedly.
"Wow... This is the first time I saw a reporter. You are so amazing! Do you often see big stars? Oh my God, you are so amazing!" The little girl was obviously enraged and completely forgot that Gao Leng came here. The errand guy, bowed his head and took out the notebook and pen from the cabinet: "Can you sign me?!"
signature? !
This thing is new, Gao Leng has always been low-key, suddenly someone asked him to sign, let alone, really embarrassed.
Ahem, Gao Leng coughed twice to remind her: "I'm going to check the road outside the door of Xingsheng Magazine yesterday, monitoring from 10:30 to 12: Who can I call for this? I'm a bit busy, can I do it urgently?"
When the little girl heard this, she nodded quickly, got up and went to the office to report, and within a few minutes, a staff member who looked like a 40-year-old cadre walked out of the office area and stretched out her hand enthusiastically. Hold: "Reporter Gao, what needs our cooperation?"
Gao Leng simply said his appeal, and the person nodded repeatedly: "Relax, Reporter Gao, I will arrange for someone to adjust the video for you. Do you want to report the crime? I will register it for you."
Gao Leng shook his head. Before there was any conclusive evidence, calling the police at this time would only add some trouble. There was still the blood of the little witch on the rails. The blood was collected by the police, and it would not be easy to explain it.
Let's go one step at a time.
Gao Leng sat in the waiting room and waited quietly. If there is no accident, he can view last night's video on the computer after the technicians are ready. The staff made tea for him, very polite.
Before long, the staff member walked in with an apologetic look: "I'm really sorry, Reporter Gao." As soon as he said his words, Gao Leng's heart sank.
"No video?" Gao Leng asked.
"Well, it happened that the nearby camera line was broken last night and there was no recording."
Lin Gao is thorough in his work, and there really is no video.
Although Gao Leng had expected it in his heart, he was still a little disappointed. He thought for a while and asked: "Then please retrieve the video near this road."
Since there are none on this street, it does not rule out that there are none on other streets. After all, he must step on it when he comes to start. The road of Xingsheng Magazine is an alley, intricate and complicated. It is definitely not only on this road. Step on it.
When the staff heard this, they seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly made a request: "There are three streets nearby, some and some, please, please, please, please inside." Gao Leng came to check the information but found that there was no video. It is also dereliction of duty. Gao Leng is a reporter again, let alone reporting, it is a big trouble for him to complain on Weibo.
The staff could not help wiping the sweat from his forehead, and immediately invited him into the room. Fortunately, other streets were monitored, otherwise it would be a bad thing.
"Who do you need to find? I will arrange someone to find it for you. It will take time to watch this 24-hour video." The staff had already retrieved the video, and saw that the picture under the lens on the computer screen was not very good. Clear, but better than nothing.
"No, I'll fast forward." Gao Leng sat at the computer desk and pressed the fast forward button, and the screen scrolled quickly.
"Fast forward will not remember, after all, there are so many people, coming and going." The staff reminded him kindly.
"I remember." Gao Leng didn't explain much.
Gao Leng never forgets his eyes. The fast-forward shot is indistinguishable to others, but it is a piece of cake for him. The goal he is looking for is very clear. At the moment when he fell, a man in his 30s took Wearing a hat and bowing his head, Gao Leng saw his face clearly, just to confirm his identity.
Anyone who can kill and use drugs is definitely a habitual offender. It is not always necessary to find out this person and send all the criminal records.
There are many men in their thirties wearing hats.
In just twenty minutes, Gao Leng reached out and pressed the still button no less than 30 times, and everyone looked the same from the camera.
Suddenly, Gao Leng pressed the pause button again.
This is the intersection of Xingsheng Magazine's road. The camera caught a man wearing an ordinary black t-shirt and pants, wearing a hat, and looked at the place where Gao Leng had fallen. To the face.
This is the person, Gao Leng is very sure.
"This person, do you have a case?" Gao Leng asked, pointing at him.
"This person..." The staff pushed his glasses and looked at it and recognized it: "This person is a habitual offender. He is nicknamed bald. A few years ago, he committed a crime in our jurisdiction and was released a year ago. I have the impression, why, he committed another crime?"
Gao Leng shook his head. This matter involved the little witch. Once the police intervened, the little witch would definitely be called for questioning. The little witch suddenly came to the railroad track and was injured by magic, which is not easy to explain.
"No offense, just want to talk to him about something, do you have his address?" Gao Leng asked.
"Oh, you reporters must be going to make unannounced visits and need an inside line!" The staff member obviously misunderstood, and quickly called up the information and found the address and handed it to Gao Leng.
Ding Ding Ding, Gao Leng had just walked out of the police station when the phone rang. At first glance, it was Lin Gao and Lin Gao.
"Gao Leng, how did the visit to the police station be?" Lin Gao's arrogant voice came over as soon as he answered the phone.
Obviously, the high-cold behavior is in his grasp.
Gao Leng gritted his teeth and reached out and pressed the record button on the phone.
"Have you pressed the record button?" Lin Gao laughed wildly on the phone, saying something coldly. After taking a sip of something, he said lazily: "It's useless if you press it, I won't Saying stupid things made you record again. I just called you today to tell you, bald head, moved house, oh yes, if you have a seizure, you have to hold back, so it’s hard to quit when you are a freshman. "
Lin Gao's arrogance came through the phone without concealing it.