Chapter 310 The Perfect Plan

On November 18, a small piece of sunshine was cast in the dark sky, but it could not dispel the dark clouds.

Today is the first snow in Shanming City, and it will last for a long time.

At four o'clock, this early time, there are no pedestrians on Xixiang Road.

The hard-working businessmen set up breakfast shops, and the steamed buns steamed up the sky with hot steam, melting the snow that fell there.

But the streets and alleys were all covered with white snow, and the thick snow piles wiped out all the traces of all the travelers in the night.

The wiping effect of nature is stronger than everyone expected, and this will continue for a long, long time.

"Do we need to be so cautious?"

The trash can on Xixiang Road is far away from the person who spoke, a whole street away. There are five of them, four men and one woman.

These five people can't pay attention to the situation over there, and they can't wait for the person they want to wait for.

The coldness of almost half a night has made Xiao Qianduye's lips white, although she is already wearing a pure white long down jacket.

Even Yu Xing, who had the best physique, hugged his shoulders and kept breathing into his palms.

Tongguan kept staring at the watch on his wrist. According to the data, the first handbag in the Mu Nianmei case was found at 4:50.

At that time, a retired old lady accidentally saw it while searching in the trash can and thought it was discarded pork.

In other words, if there were no accidents, Ji Li and Fang Shenyan should have dumped their bodies before this, but it was hard to say at what time.

Six characters with different expressions hid in an alley at the entrance of Xixiang Road, with a big tree blocking the intersection in front of them.

If you don't look inside carefully, you don't know that there is an alley here, and you can't see the people inside.

Tongguan stamped his feet with cold. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he was worried about any unexpected changes.

Although he was confident that this position would never attract the attention of irrelevant people.

"We can't be in the crime scene, otherwise we will only be treated as suspects.

Although we are the reporter designated by the hotel, we don't have to show up in person to report the crime. We can guide others to discover and report the crime.

In this way, our mission will be completed."

Xiao Qianduye also anxiously glanced at her watch. It was now 4:10.

She eagerly reached her right hand to her earpiece, pressed the Bluetooth headset, and asked the man on the other end of the phone:

"Is there any movement?"

The only shop on this street that was close to business was the steamed bun shop, and a man wearing a down jacket and holding a cup of hot tea was sitting on the outdoor plastic stool of the steamed bun shop.

The man had short hair and sat steadily on the plastic stool with his back to the street and the trash can only a dozen steps away.

He took a sip of the hot tea in his hand without any hurry, and replied quietly:

"Don't worry, the time to call the police is 4:50.

Since Ji Li and the others have not arrived yet, this means that the time of dumping the body should be very close to the time of discovery."

The cover of the buns was suddenly opened, and the male shop owner wearing a white apron and a cotton hat quickly picked up the tongs and put the five small meat buns in the plate.

The cotton hat shop owner smiled and brought the plate to the short-haired man: "Little brother, it seems that you have worked overtime all night? It has been a long time since anyone came so early."

The short-haired man smiled slightly, revealing a row of white teeth, and replied very politely:

"Yes, it's not that I'm tired, I just want to eat a hot bun."

"It's better to eat in the store. It's warm inside than freezing outside. Look at your red nose."

The cotton hat shop owner seemed to be a very enthusiastic person. It was rare to have a customer who came so early. For a while, he had nothing to do and chatted with Jie Zheng for a few more words.

Xie Zheng was careful. He knew that if something happened, the owner of the bun shop would be the most direct witness, and the first target of the police's questioning would be him.

He had been sitting here for so long, and it was impossible for him to escape, but he was the only one who could not be missing from the plan.

Xie Zheng simply made up a more rounded lie. He raised his hand to unbutton his down jacket and said with his arms open:

"I feel very uncomfortable after not sleeping all night. I can have a good sleep when I go home after eating something in the breeze outside."

The cotton hat shop owner seemed to want to say a few more words, but suddenly there was a burst of impatient knocking on the glass in the store.

A middle-aged woman in a red sweater, holding the wooden handle of a kitchen knife, knocked on the window glass without rhythm and viciously, and said harshly:

"You damn thing, are you still talking? I'm chopping stuffing here, and you can't even watch the pot properly, the oil is boiling!"

The cotton hat shop owner shrank his head, and didn't even dare to look at Xie Zheng again. He immediately got up and went to the oil pan, and it seemed that he was going to start frying dough sticks.

Jie Zheng silently picked up a meat bun with chopsticks and put it to his mouth. He bit through the bun skin, the hot soup entered his mouth, and the tip of his tongue touched the soft meat filling.

He stared through the glass window and saw the proprietress waving a kitchen knife up and down, cutting the scarlet pork into minced pieces, again and again...

Tongguan and Jie Zheng were the callers who kicked off this mission. Their first 24-hour task was very simple.

It was to determine the location of the handbag before all passers-by and complete the call.

But Jie Zheng must not call the police himself, otherwise he will face the police directly, and at that time he will be passive in the subsequent tasks.

So after several discussions, Tongguan proposed a reasonable proposal to minimize the risk.

That is, Jie Zheng was in the bun shop opposite the trash can, with his back to the place where the body was dumped, pretending to be a diner, and they could not see Ji Li and Fang Shenyan dumping the body, otherwise it would violate the mission note one.

Witnessing the dumping of the body is definitely considered a violation of knowing the progress of the other party's mission.

Although this method can allow Jie Zheng to exchange one with one of Ji and Fang, and be eliminated by the hotel at the same time, it is undoubtedly an extreme approach of mutual destruction.

So with his back to the trash can, Jie Zheng could still hear the movement of the body being dumped, after all, it was a heavy handbag.

Just knowing that the handbag fell was an alternative way to confirm the place where the body was dumped, which should not be considered a violation.

After that, Jie Zheng, who pretended to know nothing, finished eating the buns, walked to the trash can, opened the handbag, and casually threw a lit cigarette into the trash can, causing a fire.

Naturally, the owner of the bun shop could be attracted to it, and the minced meat in the handbag could be found, and the police were finally called.

It can be said that this is a very high-level plan, and it also avoids most of the risks. However, there is a slight risk that Xie Zheng will be exposed, but it is not high.

After all, the owner of the bun shop can testify that the handbag was not thrown by Xie Zheng.

So Xie Zheng ate the buns very calmly, not worrying about what will happen next. He was also confident that even Ji Li and Fang Shenyan would never guess this plan.

No matter how smart Ji Li is, he is only one person and cannot make every plan.

However, his idea was soon overturned, and there was no room for maneuver, which completely confused him.

"That... you two come here, someone asked me to give you two something, and put it in the trash can."

Xie Zheng suddenly looked back and saw a strange man standing in the wind and shaking constantly.

With a pale face, he raised his hand and pointed at himself and the confused owner of the bun shop.

At the same time, a black leather handbag was thrown into the trash can in front of Xie Zheng.