Chapter 34 I Killed
"Say! Where did you take that girl?" Wu Zhiyuan's voice was very cold. The blood-stained knife exuded a bone-broken chill, pressing against the tattooed man's throat!
"You, who are you?" asked the tattooed man in a trembling voice. He could feel the coldness coming from his neck!
He looked at Wu Zhiyuan, suddenly, stretched his heart, raised his head, and stretched his right hand to his waist. His hand finally touched the thing on his waist! He was delighted. Before he could make a surprise sound, a urge to flash, making a cold chill. His wrist immediately hurt, stinging his nerves. He screamed, his face twisted, his palms drooped weakly, and with a bang, the thing in his hand fell on the floor, and there was a blood mark on his wrist. Slowly, blood flowed out of the gap and dripped on the thing he had slipped.
"I still have a gun!" Wu Zhiyuan snorted coldly and kicked his lower abdomen. His burly body flew backwards and fell on the sofa. He was about to get up, but unexpectedly, a black shadow had covered his eyes, and his pupils were getting bigger and bigger. It was a foot! Bang! Wu Zhiyuan's feet stepped directly on his face.
"Say!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted coldly!
"Hehe! It's useless to kill me!" The tattooed man struggled, but his foot stepped on his face tightly, and he couldn't raise his head. "That girl is no longer in my hands. If you want to find her, you have to hurry up. Maybe you are here to have fun under a certain boss!"
"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. A knife flashed, and a blood mark appeared on the tattooed man's left wrist.
"You can say nothing. I will cut your tendons and leg tendons one by one!" Wu Zhiyuan stared at him, pressing his knife face against his neck, rubbing back and forth on his carotid artery, "This should be the arterial blood vessel. I just need to pick it gently, your blood will spurt out. Don't worry, you won't die so soon, until your blood drys, you will twitch and die!"
"You..." The tattooed man turned pale. This was the evil ghost crawling out of hell. He couldn't see his eyes, but he could feel his own body trembling.
"Tell me! Who asked you to do this? Who did you give that girl? Where is she?" Wu Zhiyuan said, stepping hard again.
"You... dare you be so vicious? I, Gao Jie, won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" His face had deformed and he was roaring hard.
"Evil? You are worthy of saying that others are vicious? Have you ever thought about vicious when you attack Chen Xi?" Wu Zhiyuan thought of Chen Xi and his emotions fluctuated. "I tell you, even if you are a ghost, you should burn Gaoxiang and pray that you will not meet me, otherwise I will let you never be reborn!"
"Say!" Wu Zhiyuan's blade had already touched his blood vessels.
"I said! I said!" Feeling the coldness coming from the neck, Gao Jie hurriedly said, "I am only responsible for tying people. I don't know where the girl was taken. However, I heard the accent, and the header seemed to be from Yucheng! And..."
"What else?" Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Wu Zhiyuan shouted coldly.
"I asked if you would let me go?" Gao Jie felt the bones on his cheeks almost shattered, and he wanted to seek a glimmer of hope for life.
"You don't have the qualifications to bargain, say! I will consider it!" Wu Zhiyuan's voice softened.
"Okay! I said, I said it all, I hope you keep your promise!" Gao Jie gritted his teeth and continued, "Someone asked for that girl by name, but I don't know who wanted it. However, there is a big man who has been in Chengdu for a while, and many things are related to him. I'm sure that the person who came to join tonight is his subordinate, and this big man is named Wang Wen!"
"Wang Wen?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned.
"It is said that this person is also a hero in Yucheng. He has many industries and few people dare to provoke him! When he came back this time, he sent his elder brother to prison. His elder brother is called Wang Lin! However, this is a rumor, and I don't know much about it, but one thing is certain, that girl must have been taken to Yucheng."
"I understand, you can go on the road with peace of mind!" Wu Zhi said lightly, and the blade flashed across Gao Jie's throat.
"You... promised to let go..." Gao Jie wanted to reach out and cover his throat, but his wrist was weak and he couldn't lift it up. He kept rolling on the sofa, and after a while, he lost his rest.
"I said, I would consider it, and I didn't agree to let you go..." Wu Zhiyuan looked at his body coldly and quietly left the hotel.
Wu Zhiyuan walked on the street and felt his heart empty. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Yang Qianmei's number.
"Hey! Xiaoyuan?" Yang Qianmei was a little anxious. In the middle of the night, Wu Zhiyuan called, and something must be wrong.
"Aunt Mei, Xiaoxi is gone!" Wu Zhiyuan said, tears flowing down his face. I don't know if it was because Chen Xi disappeared or because of murder.
"What? Why didn't she see? Did you bully her?" Yang Qianmei didn't know why.
"Aunt Mei! She may have been kidnapped, I will find her!" Wu Zhiyuan didn't even notice it, his voice trembled a little.
"Xiaoyuan, you must be calm! Don't be anxious, don't be impulsive and follow your dad's old path!" Yang Qianmei was silent for a while and said.
"Aunt Mei, I've killed someone!" Wu Zhiyuan finished speaking and hung up the phone.
"Yucheng?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the sky, "Xiaoxi! I will definitely find you, wait for me..."
At 2:30 in the morning, many people fell asleep. The night was quiet, and only the wind was blowing slowly, constantly slapping the window. There was a window that was always open, and the lights were still on in the room. Through the window, it illuminated the trees in front of the window. The branches swayed in the wind, making a squeaking sound. They seemed to be cheering, because this was the only light in the whole dark night. In the room was a heroic middle-aged man, his desk was filled with documents. He supported his chin with one hand and a pen with the other, frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
The sound of rapid footsteps came, and someone pushed open the door of his office and walked to him.
"What's the matter? I'm so anxious and irritable. Don't you know how to knock on the door first?" The middle-aged man frowned even deeper.
"Director Zhao, it's not good, a murder case has occurred!" The person who came was a female police officer, who reported to Zhao Gang eagerly.
"Tell me clearly!" Zhao Gang put down his pen and said in a deep voice.
"I just received a report, in Room 302, someone was killed! Three people died!" The female policewoman's voice was a little trembling!
"What?" Zhao Gang stood up and thought for a while. "Immediately notify people to come over and block the scene, and I will arrive later!"
"Yes!" She said that and hurriedly left.
"All the natural disaster has just passed, and man-made disasters have occurred again. I still think there are not enough people who die?" Zhao Gang murmured to himself, and then strode towards the Oriental Hotel.
When Zhao Gang arrived at the Oriental Hotel, he had just gotten off the car and a man in a suit and tie came up.
"Hello, Director Zhao! I am the manager of Oriental Hotel!" He smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Take me to Room 302!" Zhao Gang did not shake hands with him and walked towards the hotel.
As soon as he arrived at the door, a strong smell of blood came. Zhao Gang frowned. As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw a corpse lying there with his hands covering his neck. When he walked to the living room, there were two male corpses, one lying on the floor and the other lying on the sofa. In the room, there were seven or eight policemen busy. There were also three women who were wearing very little clothes, squatting in the corner, trembling, and a female police officer was watching them.
"Director Zhao, you are here!" A policeman walked up.
"What's the situation?" Zhao Gang looked at the corpse in the living room and said.
"Director Zhao, look!" He brought Zhao Gang to the corpse at the door. "This man was fatal with one knife, and died of slashing his throat. Looking at his expression, he was very confused. Obviously, the murderer took advantage of his unpredictability, moved very quickly, and used an extremely sharp knife!"
"Yeah!" Zhao Gang followed him to the living room again.
"The same is true for this person. Before he could react, his heart had been pierced."
"Only he was tortured!" He pointed to the corpse lying on the sofa. "The tendons of both hands have been cut off, and the face has been severely hit, but the fatal one is still a knife in the throat. I infer that he may have been tortured and forced to confess, and the murderer wanted to know something from him!"
"But we couldn't find any clues of the murderer in the room. This is a master, leaving nothing behind. The fingerprints, shoe shapes, and even the fibers of the clothes are left behind!" He said, pointing to Gao Jie's face, "Director Zhao, look, his face is obviously stepped on, but..."
"Have the identity of the deceased been found out?" Zhao Gang interrupted and asked.
"I found out clearly! His name is Gao Jie, a native of Yucheng! The other two are his subordinates, one is Gao Feng and the other is Gao Shan. They are cousins and they all have a criminal record!"
"Who reported the case?" Zhao Gang asked in a deep voice again.
"They reported the case there." He pointed to the three women squatting in the corner of the wall. "According to their confessions, they came to do massages, and they called the police immediately as soon as they found out."
“Where is the surveillance?”
"The cashiers were all knocked out, so..."
"Check the interpersonal relationships of the deceased!" Zhao Gang finished speaking and checked around the scene.
"Director Zhao, Director Zhao!" Someone ran in from outside the door!
"What's the matter?" Zhao Gang's face darkened!
"I just received a report! A female student in the east of the city committed suicide at home, and her name is Xia Qi!"
"What!" Zhao Gang's face looked very bad. Too many things happened tonight, and he suddenly remembered something!
"Wu Zhiyuan..."
Chapter completed!