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Chapter 487: Local tyrant account

Luqiao is very nervous, after all, this is the first time that the police have been hunted down.

Luqiao could see what was happening at the door from the black area of ​​the mirror display. Luqiao opened the game and entered his own QQ number and pushed Wang Wei.

Wang Wei reacted and looked at Lu Qiao's screen and the games on his monitor.

Apart from League of Legends and CF, it is QQ Xuanwu. Wang Wei embarrassingly opened QQ Xuanwu like Luqiao.

Lu Qiao and Wang Wei both brought dirty headphones from the black Internet cafe, and Wang Wei was a little disgusted. But at this time, the police came to the door, so they naturally had to do the show to the end.

Lu Qiao deliberately carried one ear with him and half of the other ear was exposed to eavesdropping on the conversation between the boss and the police.

"Are you this boss?"

"Yes, we have a business license. Look, the environment here is a bit bad. They are all legal. Why did something happen?" The boss explained with a smile, taking out a cigarette from the cabinet and handing it on.

The owner of this cigarette was not taken out of his pocket, which means he doesn't smoke at all. This cigarette is used to make things happen. The red shell should be quite expensive from a distance.

"We don't smoke. Have you been standing here for the past half hour? Have you seen a motorcycle drive over? Or are there any other suspicious people?"

Yu Guang, the boss's boss, subconsciously looked at the direction of Luqiao and shook his head: "This is definitely not there. Of course, I can't handle the matter here. Only Yu Guang can see outside. There should be no motorcycles? There were a lot of motorcycles here before. After the little kids left, there were no motorcycles. As for strange people, the strangest thing that came in within half an hour is you."

"Speak well, don't be tempted by me."

"I'm answering the question, I'm not cheating." The boss smiled awkwardly.

Another policeman determined the storefront at the door and pointed to the camera at the door and asked quickly: "Your camera is good, right? The video within ten minutes will be brought out for us to see."

The boss naturally turned the display screen towards the police, and after a pause, the picture appeared.

The ten-minute picture was displayed in front of everyone, without a trace of a motorcycle driving. The camera just crossed the entire road and went to the shop opposite.

The two policemen began to discuss: "You heard it right before you seemed to hear the sound of a collision."

"I heard that right, could it be that I abandoned the car and ran away? But we didn't see the car?"

At this time, while the two policemen were discussing, they saw the camera inside the screen Wang Wei, supporting the limping Luqiao and walking in.

After the two policemen looked at each other, they had some thoughts in their minds.

"After asking you if there was a strange person passing by, who are these two people?"

The boss pointed to Lu Qiao and Wang Wei and said, "I'm acquaintance, isn't this sitting there?"

Both policemen walked towards Luqiao and Wang Wei. Luqiao pressed his legs to play in the teaching interface.

Lu Qiao knew that he could not deceive himself when he played it. He smiled awkwardly: "Is this game fun? Don't lie to me."

Wang Wei reacted and smiled: "It must be fun, don't worry."

The two policemen were already standing behind Lu Qiao and Wang Wei, and the two policemen could not deceive the two policemen.

Lu Qiao was afraid of being exposed because two people who could not play would be found to have problems.

Luqiao is already in a hurry, and the police staying behind for an extra second means that the probability of two people being discovered is even greater.

But at this moment, the familiar keyboard typing sound came in my ears, and Lu Qiao turned to look at Wang Wei's screen.

A cool fashion boy in the picture, his wings and starlight can almost be dazzling.

At this time, while Wang Wei tapped his hands, a slightly difficult song was playing with ease.

Lu Qiao didn't know that Wang Wei seemed to have recharged a lot of money when playing this game.

The two policemen behind him also started chatting at this time.

"How many years have this game been? I also played it at that time."

"This person has recharged a lot of money, are they all limited?"

"I don't waste it if I have money. It's better to buy two more buckets of milk powder for my child."

"There are more than two buckets of milk powder here, and it's enough for your child to have a year or two."

Wang Wei explained awkwardly: "That's right, I eat instant noodles every day and work on this every month."

Wang Wei naturally understood that he had to be in line with his identity, so he could only set up a character for himself like this. Otherwise, if someone without money would play such a good account, it would be obviously one of the doubts.

Lu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief on the side, thinking that the two of them were suspicious of themselves, but then they realized that they were interested in Wang Wei's account. Lu Qiao was also amazed at this time, and Wang Wei was also feeling good about this before.

"It's a sin, I'm just spending money on playing a game."

"You can't say it."

"Okay, don't waste time doing things."

A policeman put his hand on Lu Qiao's arm, and Lu Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

"Young man's ID card, did you see anything when you just came in? And what's going on with your feet? Another fashion guy, please show it, are you two together?" the police asked.

Lu Qiao naturally handed over his ID card and explained: "We are employees of Baimadian Welfare Home. My foot fell on the hillside a few days ago. As for what strange things are, we don't know, so we're embarrassed to be unable to help."

"I, Wang Wei, an employee of the Welfare Institute. Don't look at me like this, I teach art." Wang Wei said and cut into the backstage. On the drawing board, Wang Wei began to write line drawing at will. The self-portrait of the clothes had a draft, and the one-minute sketch outline appeared on the drawing tools in a very specific way.

The policeman lit his head: "You go and play the game, what are you doing?"

"It's just an ordinary employee, who is responsible for running errands and transporting documents." Lu Qiao explained, only then did he realize that he had no talent show.

"What's your dean's name? Do you have a phone number? We are catching two suspects who drove a motorcycle. Your clothes were a little bit like theirs." The police said.

"The surname is Huang, this is the phone number. We are not the suspects, we just came to play games after get off work." Lu Qiao naturally handed out Dean Huang's phone number. Only then did he realize that although the speed of the drive was fast enough, the color of the clothes on his body was actually remembered by the police.

The policeman took Lu Qiao's cell phone and called and turned on the hands-free phone. After a moment, the phone rang.

The police asked: "Director Huang? Dean Huang of Baimadian Welfare Home?"

"This is the number of Luqiao? Is it? Why did your voice change?" Dean Huang asked.

"I'm not Luqiao, I'll bother Dean Huang if I'm fine." The police handed the phone back to Luqiao.
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