Chapter 255: Chips of the US Casino, the Ghost Once Hunted by Q

This somewhat weird wedding photo. ♦♦  ♞♦

Su Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, then walked slowly to the bedside of the master bedroom, reached out and took down the photo frame of the wedding photo.

Then.

Unscrew the fixed lock behind the photo frame and take the photo out of the photo frame.

After a careful look.

It was found that there was obvious dust and damage on the back of the photo frame, like a trace of a person's finger pressing on it.

There is no doubt.

The ghost must have important clues or evidence hidden in this photo frame before, but after sneaking out of this room yesterday.

Take that important thing away, or throw it into the bathtub and burn it.

From this point.

Su Ming has further judged...

Those places where clues may be hidden must have been cleared by the ghost.

If you want to get some residual clues, you must start from those places that are easy to miss, and there will be a certain chance.

Thinking of this.

Su Ming immediately gave up the idea of ​​checking the closet and bedside table. Before the ghost escaped, he would definitely check these places carefully to avoid leaving anything behind.

After looking around the entire bedroom.

Su Ming thought for two seconds, then bent down slightly and touched the wooden board on the floor of the master bedroom bed.

After taking out his fingers.

He found that the thick dust had already stained his fingertips black.

It has been less than a year since the ghost was released from prison. If the ghost had changed the bed in the master bedroom, it would not have been stained with so much dust.

But now the bottom of the master bedroom bed is stained with black hands, which undoubtedly proves that... the ghost has not changed the bed before.

The reason why he did not choose to change the bed he had slept in with his wife was that, in Su Ming's imagination, the ghost should want to maintain his affectionate personality as a cover for himself.

Of course.

What is the specific situation, Su Ming does not want to delve into it, nor does he need to know. Now the most important thing is to dig out clues.

Then he grabbed the hem of the master bedroom bed with both hands and began to pull it out with force.

"Click-click-click--"

The sound of the bed frame rubbing against the wooden floor was extremely sharp and piercing.

After pulling the head of the bed out several dozen centimeters.

Without any hesitation, Su Ming immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the flash, and began to illuminate the gap behind the head of the bed.

Under the beam of the flash, the dust floating in the air was like waves.

Su Ming, who was slightly sideways, looked carefully at the space in the corner of the head of the bed, hoping to find some clues and traces left.

After careful observation for a few times.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and then took out a hanger from the closet behind him, and used the hanger to hook an item close to the wall.

After careful attempts several times.

Su Ming pressed the hanger hard and pulled it out slowly.

As the tip of the hanger came out, a square, palm-sized piece of paper covered with dust had been found from the gap between the head of the bed.

He picked up the paper and took a look.

Su Ming frowned in confusion and puzzlement, because the paper was not what he thought, recording some important things, or reminders and clues specially left by the ghost's wife.

It was... a lottery ticket.

A welfare lottery ticket dated five years ago.

When he saw the lottery ticket, Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

Five years ago.

This was before the ghost killed his wife, and it was also the lottery ticket they bought before going to the United States.

Although the price of the lottery ticket is not expensive, it seems that everyone can spend two dollars to try to win millions.

But in fact.

Ordinary people basically don't have the habit of buying lottery tickets, especially this kind of lottery tickets that require number selection.

Because scratch tickets can still be said to rely on luck and have the opportunity to win big prizes.

Lotteries are basically controlled by internal personnel. They seem random, but in fact they have been predetermined, just like the recent news that emptied the lottery pool with 100,000 yuan and even refused to pay taxes.

This is enough to show that this lottery is not as fair as you think.

But ordinary people will actually choose to buy a lottery ticket to try their luck in certain situations, that is, when they are extremely short of money or have lost hope.

Only then will they expect God to favor them and take out two dollars from their pockets.

Of course.

This is just one possibility. There are also housewives who usually buy a lottery ticket on the way to buy groceries to try.

Or, they are scolded by their leaders during work hours, and go to the lottery shop after get off work to buy a lottery ticket, with the idea of ​​resigning as long as they win the jackpot.

What was the specific situation at that time.

It is not clear at present, and the lottery ticket in hand does not seem to have much value.

Su Ming sighed secretly in his heart, and slowly stood up with the lottery ticket, preparing to look for other places where there may be clues.

Xu Changsheng's surprised voice came from the study.

"Xiao Ming."

"Come to the study quickly."

"I found American casino chips sandwiched in a book!"

......

At the same time.

On the top floor of Xingsheng Building in Cangshan District, Luzhou City.

K is still leaning on the recliner as before, with a glass of high-end red wine next to him.

But his expression was not as relaxed as before, but rather indescribably solemn.

The counseling from his teacher who had called him before seemed to have lost its effect now.

Watching the entrance screen of the computer monitoring in front of him being cut off, K slowly sat up straight, his expression became more serious, and his eyes were even colder and sharper.

He took a deep breath.

K looked at the pastor sitting opposite him, holding a cigar and gently wiping the heavy sniper rifle in his hand, and said in a calm but particularly gloomy tone.

"The witch hasn't been in trouble yet."

"The true identity of the ghost has been dug out."

"Although the ghost was hidden before, this time it was the dog who led the team to investigate. I am worried that the ghost may not be able to hide for long."

Hearing that the identity of the ghost was dug out.

The pastor's action of wiping the sniper rifle in his hand was obviously paused, and then he continued to wipe the gun body while speaking in a muffled voice.

"The ghost is very important."

"If he is captured alive, I am afraid that many things will be directly implicated."

Just like before, the pastor did not ask what to do, he knew... K must have a way, and he only needed to cooperate with K and complete the orders given.

K picked up the red wine glass in his hand and shook it twice, then drank it all, and dialed a cross-border phone without hesitation.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, when the call was connected.

K did not wait for the person on the other end to ask, but spoke first.

"Q."

"The ghost you wanted to kill before is now being targeted by the police."

"I think... you have to find a way to solve this matter, otherwise, whether it is your casino or my organization, I am afraid that they will encounter some big troubles later..."