Chapter 1: Life is far more nonsense than fiction

Fengning City!
The prefecture-level cities in Yuanhai Province follow the large stride development of the country. They are medium-sized cities with relatively developed economies and high per capita consumption levels. Compared with provincial capitals, Fengning City differs in population and area, and it starts a few years later.
A thriving and thriving city.
The lens is reduced to a small three-story building. This is a slightly old apartment, two streets away from the city's main road, right next to the vegetable market. The only greenery is the creeper on the back wall.
Love home apartment!
出租 The first floor rented a store, noodle shop, spicy hot, dry grain and oil, the upper two floors are accommodation apartments. A straight corridor, the door-to-door layout of the rooms on both sides, the total number of rooms on two floors is about 30.
"嘭 嘭 嘭!"
Russell knocked on the door of room 213 with no expression. He is the host of this apartment. Today he came to talk about the contract extension. If the tenant does not plan to stay, he will end the contract and hang the room number on the Internet. .
I have been knocking for five minutes. Russell didn't stop at all. He knew there was someone in it, because the tenant was a female anchor at night, and he was basically making up for sleep during the day.
As expected, Russell knocked the door out of the hole without opening it, and finally there was movement in the room. A series of curses greeted relatives, and the female anchor in the pyjamas opened the door of the room, and then adjusted the focus of the sleepy eyes for another ten seconds.
"Well, isn't this the landlord handsome? What kind of wind is blowing today, and you actually knocked on my door?" The female anchor saw Russell, and immediately wrapped his arms around his arms, snoring loudly.
High sugar content!
"Hee hee, strong arms, you can't see that you're kind enough. In fact, you can come at night, I'm not in the state during the day, and many postures can't be unlocked."
Because of the pajamas, the female anchor's action immediately revealed most of the indescribable spheres, but Russell turned a blind eye, pulled out his arm, and took a step back to maintain a certain distance.
Russell did this, not that the female anchor was too ugly. She had a standard net red face, a jaw that could pierce her chest, and a pair of chests that could be pierced by her chin. Many people called her goddess during the live broadcast. It's not that Russell's orientation is wrong, but because the anchorwoman of this pair of milk ... uh, it will shine with a flashlight!
Russell has seen the female anchor ’s identity card, and knows that her double eyelids, melon seeds, and high nose bridge are all fake. She was originally a small-faced, Chinese-style face with a collapsed nose bridge. The beauty is because of the transformation of two major magical techniques.
Russell said directly: "Beauty, your lease period is coming next month. I will ask if you plan to extend the lease period. If so, you can pay the rent for half a year today."
"Hate, talking about money hurts my feelings, otherwise, let's talk about it in depth. If you are satisfied, what about the discount on the rent?" The female anchor flew two winks. It was not that she had no money, but that she liked to tease people.
I was accustomed to the online hanging silk that holds stinky feet. She is very interested in people who are not fake, such as Russell. Working together will make her feel more fulfilled.
Russell put on a smiley face: "I'm sorry, you are not the type I like, the artificial is too hard!"
"..."
The female anchor rolled her eyes, pulled the strap back to her shoulders, held her hands on her chest, and leaned on the door: "Tell me the truth, your toilet here is blocked for three days and two heads. I don't plan to stay any longer. At the end of the month, I Just moved away, and my godfather prepared me a house. "
"Okay, I'll come to get the door key at the end of the month, remember to find someone to clean the room, you can also pay 100 yuan, I will let the cleaning to clean up." Russell official business, and finally added in good faith: "Although the contract is this Deadline, but we still have the opportunity to cooperate in the future. If you are abandoned by your godfather, you are welcome to come back at any time. "
"..."
This chat can breathe out the silicone. The female anchor took a deep breath and was unwilling to have general knowledge with Russell's lonely hanging silk. Beauty feel. Also ... send a WeChat notice in advance, I don't want to open the door to you during the live broadcast, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings for my fans, you understand? "
"No problem, let's add a WeChat first for easy contact!"
"Don't you have my WeChat?" The female anchor forced her face: "When I first moved in, we added friends."
Russell shook his head without any embarrassment. "I have deleted you. The last time you sent me a selfie in the middle of the night."
The anchorwoman's eyelids jumped, her hands were on her hips, and she was angry, saying, "If you delete it, you don't need to add it. Call me!"
"Delete it too!"
female anchor:"……"
After I re-added WeChat, the female anchor compared her with Russell's back, and I closed the door fiercely. Tonight's live broadcast has some material. The innocent and beautiful hostess was bullied by the bully landlord and almost lost both money and money. He urgently needed a wave of licking dog rewards to comfort the wounded and tender mind.
Uh ...
Russell, male, twenty-five years old, single, no bad habits ...
At the young age, I can own a three-story apartment building in the urban area. Although the apartment building has a long history, it is also a lot of wealth, so it is definitely impossible to rely on hard work.
It was an afternoon more than half a year ago. Russell was still a small police officer at that time. His eyelids bounced after work, and he felt like buying a lottery ticket. Then he received a phone call, his parents had an accident ... and left.
I walked neatly, this apartment building is their legacy to Russell.
The driver was a well-known entrepreneur in the city, and he also won an outstanding entrepreneurship award. The reason was to negotiate a business with the customer at the wine table, drove the car with the female secretary, the tiger's body shook halfway, his eyes blurred, his hands and feet softened, causing him to hold the steering wheel and hit Russell's parents in the opposite direction. The car caused this tragedy.
Russell ’s parents are gone, so is the entrepreneur and his female secretary. The accident was handled quickly. According to the results of the investigation, the entrepreneur is fully responsible. During the processing, there were no deceptive bridges. The family members of the entrepreneur took the full responsibility and paid a large sum of money. They only wanted to seal Russell's mouth, and don't tell the truth about the investigation, so that the entrepreneur died a little bit.
Of course, the reason why the family members of entrepreneurs are so refreshing may also be related to Russell wearing a police uniform.
Looking at the entrepreneur's father, a gray-haired old man, crying on his knees for his son's reputation, Russell could only choose to be silent. People are gone, what else can it mean to say anything else.
清理 While cleaning up his parents' room, Russell found a diary hidden in the dark shelf of the bookshelf. It contained garbled words without prefaces, words subtracted from newspapers, and some disorderly Arabic numerals.
If it is an ordinary person, it may only feel a little strange, but Russell is a bar ... The police, at a glance, recognized that this was not a diary but a codebook.
This makes Russell extremely puzzled. His father Luo Hantang is an individual to the middle-aged Mediterranean + beer belly + picking feet big man, in addition to collecting rent, is playing mahjong. His mother, Fang Yanqing, was a deformed woman, and her daily routine was similar. Besides collecting rent, she played mahjong. What secrets can there be in these two small people, and a codebook has been written to hide them?
Russell spent three days, through the first book from the left on each floor of the bookshelf, deciphered the codebook based on Arabic numerals, and concluded that he was stunned. His parents were killers!
It's a real dog. With such a mysterious identity as a killer, what is the daily rent and Mahjong?
Master in folk? Hidden in the city?
Even if he didn't care about the killer's compulsion, he deliberately low-keyedly showed at least a decent figure, but Russell's parents didn't even mention a suit, leather shoes, and sunglasses, not even a hair spray.
Think of his father's beating belly and his mother's bucket waist, Russell felt that they were very successful in hiding, and no one would associate them with the killer. Especially the father Luo Hantang, the first thing to get up every day is to carefully comb his Mediterranean, and comb the hair on both sides as far as possible.
This greasy middle-aged man who keeps dying daily with hair follicles says he is a killer, who believes it!
Also, what kind of mentality did the killer parents train their son into a policeman?
Life is more nonsense than fiction. When Russell deciphered the codebook, he found a lot of information that made him feel bad. For example, his mother, Fang Yanqing, arranged a blind date for him, and more than half of them are in the industry. His ex-girlfriend who was helplessly transferred to another country because of his job needs, and chose to break up peacefully, has also been sad for a while.
"I hate killers!"
Russell covers his face with his hands, and this family is almost a killer except him.
After a period of depression, Russell resigned from the police. He couldn't reveal his parents, and then put on police uniforms. He simply transferred a three-story apartment building, became a landlord, and recently learned to play mahjong.
Russell originally thought that things would end here, but he underestimated his mortal heart. Out of curiosity about his parents and ex-girlfriend, he stole his father's chat account and spied the screen every day in the killer group.
Account on the computer, the password Russell tried twice and succeeded, Luo mother Fang Yanqing's Chinese pinyin, plus the Arabic numeral 520. According to Russell's understanding of his parents, Luo's father must be passive when setting the password.
The killer group is very lively. They often turn around 99+. In addition to using secret codes to talk about work, the rest are bragging and farting. Identities are also varied. Cartoonists, film critics, photographers, screenplay editors, and those with subsistence allowances are all professions with a high degree of freedom.
The most exaggerated thing is that of the ten killers, six are full-time online writers.
At first these killers were freelance writers for the publishing house. Later, physical books were bombarded by e-books. The publishing house closed down on a large scale. They collectively switched to online writers. Business novel.
Russell believes that they did not tell the truth about their respective identities. The reason is obvious. If this group of people are serious, then some 80% of Internet writers are worth pondering. Especially those writers who are habitual eunuchs, or who suddenly cut off and suddenly scammed, basically checked them and failed.
In these guys' daily bragging, Russell gradually understands the real life of his parents and ex-girlfriend. He is not as tall as in the movie, and he is disgusted and disgusted with his killer identity.
Unfortunately ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Into this industry, I don't want to get a ticket to get away. They hate their identity, but they can't get away. Unless the group owner ... is the head who knows the true identity of everyone, let's confess it in this life!
He was like Russell's father, Luo Hantang, who was a veteran who was poor and poor. In order to raise money to marry Luo Mu Fang Yanqing, he was pulled into the pit by the old squad leader. By the time Russell was born, it was too late for him to resign. Even Luo Mu was brought into the pit by him. He was responsible for booking train tickets, collecting intelligence, drawing up plans for assassinations, and also working as a finance manager.
Since then, Russell has lurked in the killer group to watch them bragging, not to mention that this group of people has all over the world, the favorite is to raise the bar, Russell learned a lot of unpopular knowledge in it.
Uh ...
The innermost room on the third floor of the apartment, where Luo Hantang and Fang Yanqing lived for the longest time, is also where Russell found the codebook. There are many secrets in this room. All that can be found are cleaned up by Russell. He is worried that there are still some secrets. Hidden was not found, so has always lived here.
Russell first looked at the mobile phone that he had searched out of the gap in the bedside table, showing that there were no missed calls and messages, and then left it on the side to charge, turned on the computer, logged in to the account, and began to spy on the screen.
At this moment, mechanized electronic synthesizers sounded in the room. To be precise, the sounds rang in Russell's mind, but no one could hear him.
宿主 [Host, please note that the third mission world is about to start, now it is ten minutes countdown, please be prepared! 】
His voice reminded him three times. Russell didn't respond. He picked up a cigarette on the computer table and lit a cigarette. He sat still and didn't move. He didn't smoke, but sometimes he asked for a solution.
Russell, male, 25 years old, single, no bad habits ... systematic!