Li Jie was originally a small owner of a wedding photography shop. After he came to Guangxi, he rented a single room on the second floor facing the street. He stayed in front of the computer every day, cheating and deceiving people, and started a pyramid scheme. Like other MLMs, he also gave himself a fantastic name: Million.
This night, it was already midnight when Million got off the plane. He turned off the computer and went to the balcony outside the window, looking far away at the small southern city in the dim night. After a while, he found out the camera he had used and wanted to take a picture of the “night scene of the small city”. Million adjusted the focus, and as soon as he pressed the shutter and the flash fired, a terrible scream came to the ground, scared him all over and almost lost it to the camera. I was busy looking downstairs and found a woman lying in a pool of blood under the street lamp, still twitching like a chicken that had just been killed. A masked man was standing next to him, carrying a pig-killing knife with the tip of the knife. He was still dripping with blood. He was looking at himself on the balcony on the second floor at this time. He shrank his neck in fright. He hurried back into the house, got into the quilt and never dared to come out again. He heard the sound of police sirens from far away. Nearly…
Three days later, Million found a notice issued by the Public Security Bureau on the street: Collecting clues to solve the case for the whole city, providing clues and assisting in solving the case, with a bonus of 10,000 yuan. Million was heart-stricken and regretted that he was timid. If he took a picture of the murderer at the scene that night, wouldn’t the 10,000 yuan bonus already be in his pocket?
Million returned to his rental house in frustration. On the balcony, he suddenly found a red cloth bag with bulging and tightly tied bags. Million’s eyes widened, and he looked around suspiciously. Where did this paper bag come from and what would it be? He walked over slowly, squeezed it carefully in his hand, and couldn’t help but jump wildly in his heart: It’s money!
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One million untied the red cloth bag, and it turned out to be a thick pile of renminbi. You don’t need to count it to know that it is a full 10,000 yuan. However, there was a piece of paper that fell out of the cloth bag. There were only two lines on the paper, but it was shocking to see a million: Give 10,000 in cash and hand over the photos of the murder scene you took last night. Remember: still wrap the photos in this red cloth, and hang them on the third banyan tree from the left at a crossing, otherwise your trouble will come.
Million knew that he was really in trouble this time. Last night, the murderer mistakenly thought he saw him killing last night and took pictures of the scene of his murder. This person can deliver money to his balcony without knowing it. It shows that this person is not only capable, but also has recognized who he is. If he wants to take his own life, it is not easy to do so? But what I took last night was just an ordinary night view of a small town. Where did the murder scene come from?
Although every day I dream of dreaming that money can fall from the sky, the ten thousand yuan in front of me is a hedgehog covered with poisonous thorns. Good will lose my life. Report it, although