Yang Jinglin was furious, ran down, picked up bullets and stuffed them into the magazine. When he rushed out of the bungalow and raised his gun, he took aim, but there was no sign of 'Jiang Zhenhong' anywhere?
Yang Jinglin fired all the bullets in the magazine as if to vent his anger. Yang Jinglin ordered with a gloomy face: "Go, go to the hall and let me know that the evildoer is wanted. If he resists, he will be killed! Before dawn, if you want to see someone alive, you will die."
I want to see the corpse!"
Two servants with bruises and swollen faces responded and hurried out to inform Yang Jinglin's men.
Let's put it aside for the moment, but say that Fei Jingting came out of the bungalow, found a deserted corner, and solved the pseudomorphism, and returned to his original appearance.
He called a rickshaw and returned to his new home in about ten minutes. After paying the fare, Fei Jingting was in a good mood and just opened the door when he found something falling on the ground.
He picked it up and looked at it, but it was a letter. He returned to the house, turned on the light, opened the letter and took a look, only to realize that the letter was written by Guan Xiyi.
The general idea is that after Jiang Zhenhong left, Guan Xiyi rushed to find Fei Jingting, but after waiting for a long time, no one came back, so she left this letter.
The letter also said that Jiang Zhenhong was a rogue and very difficult to deal with. He told Fei Jingting not to go to her in the near future. She would find an opportunity to come to Fei Jingting.
The handwriting is beautiful. Youdao means that the words are just like the person she is. Although Guan Xiyi usually looks very strong with her teeth and claws, she is actually a little woman who is worried about gains and losses.
Fei Jingting smiled and put the letter away, thinking that there was no telling whether Jiang Zhenhong would survive tomorrow, and Yang Jinglin would have to skin him even if he didn't kill him.
This false form technique is quite magical. The true energy flows through the whole body, and can change the appearance and body shape. When practiced to the extreme, it can even transform into an ancient mythical beast. The magic is magical, and the consumption of true energy is naturally quite considerable. At this moment, Fei Jingting's Dantian is full of energy.
It was empty. Otherwise, he would not have left Yang Jinglin's bungalow so quickly.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was already past ten o'clock at night. He adjusted his breathing for a while, then washed up and went to bed.
On the other hand, it was a coincidence that the person on duty in the department tonight happened to be Li Zhizhang. This guy was pushing Pai Gow with a few of his subordinates when the director suddenly came to visit, shocking everyone and leaving them speechless.
"Huh? Are you promoting Pai Gow? Shangfeng gave you a salary just to promote Pai Gow?"
Li Zhizhang had the highest position here, so he could only lick his face and say: "Director, I don't have anything to do tonight."
"You can push Pai Gow if you have nothing to do?" The director glared, glanced around, and then softened his tone and said: "Okay, I won't pursue it this time, and I won't do it next time. There is a task assigned to us by the superiors, Li Zhizhang, you know him
Jiang Zhenhong?"
Li Zhizhang went around in his mind before equating 'Jiang San Lezi' with 'Jiang Zhenhong', and said hurriedly: "You mean Mr. Jiang? We know each other. We even drank together."
It's a pity that Li Zhizhang expressed his feelings wrongly. The director glanced at him meaningfully and said: "So...are you and Jiang Zhenhong still in the same party?"
"That's...well, no, Director, what do you mean?"
"I have ordered from the top that Jiang Zhenhong is wanted immediately and he must be arrested and brought to justice before dawn. If there is resistance, he will be killed without mercy! Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand!"
"If you understand, then act quickly. Whoever catches Jiang Zhenhong will be credited with a meritorious deed."
The crowd hurriedly tied up their clothes, put on their hats, took long and short firearms, and scattered out of the police station gate.
Li Zhizhang led the two brothers to the north. In March, the sea wind was cold and cold, making the three of them shiver.
One person asked: "Inspector, where can we find Jiang Zhenhong?"
Another person said: "It's good luck. Anyway, we can't stop tonight. Hey, Inspector, didn't you say that Jiang Zhenhong is not the nephew of the director of the department? Why are you still wanted?"
Li Zhizhang was depressed, and said irritably: "Where can I go on my horse? And, who is Jiang Zhenhong? He is obviously Jiang Sanzi." After a pause, he thought for a moment, and said: "I think we should go to Jiang Zhenhong first.
Take a look at San Leizi's house, maybe you can get some clues."
"I think it will work. At least it will keep you warm for a while."
"Come on, hurry up, the wind is getting stronger and stronger."
The three of them jogged all the way, and soon they arrived in front of the courtyard where Jiang Zhenhong lived.
The men came forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened. The person who opened the door was the old man guarding the door.
"Who is it? Why are you knocking so late at night?" He complained, and when he opened the door and saw three patrol policemen, the old man was slightly startled, then frowned and said, "What's going on?"
Li Zhizhang sneered: "Old man, you dare to make fun of our brothers when you are on horseback? Let me ask you, where is Jiang San?"
The old man himself had no confidence, and he was relying on Jiang Zhenhong's influence to speak like that. Seeing that something was wrong, the old man immediately calmed down and said: "This... my boss went out during the blackout, and he hasn't come back yet."
"Not back? Old guy, don't fool us. If it's found out that Jiang San is hiding at home, you will follow him too!"
"That can't be done...unless the boss climbs over the wall and comes back."
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of the way. We will search and find out if you are here!"
Pushing the old man aside, the three of them broke into the courtyard like wolves and tigers.
The noise woke up the people in the room, and the lights were on in the main room. A moment later, a woman wearing clothes appeared at the door. The woman didn't care who the three policemen were, and immediately scolded: "Who is it? It's so late at night.
Don’t let people sleep anymore?”
"Huh? You ladies are so aggressive, aren't you?" Li Zhizhang pointed to his clothes and said, "Look clearly, you are a patrolman."
"What's wrong, patrolman? Do you know whose house this is?"
"Jiang San, what's wrong?"
The woman choked, and immediately said with a stern face: "I, I can warn you, Yang Jinglin is our uncle, if you mess with him, I will take care of you!"
"You don't have to worry about it now. Let me ask you, where is Jiang San, the leper?"
The woman didn't speak, but looked back in panic.
Li Zhizhang and his two men looked at each other, and immediately felt ecstatic. Li Zhizhang strode forward, pushed the woman away, and rushed into the house with his men.
In the room, there was thunderous snoring and the smell of alcohol filled the room. Li Zhizhang stepped forward and took a look. Who was the one sleeping if it wasn't Jiang Zhenhong?
Raising his hands in front of him, the two patrolmen immediately stepped forward to wipe his shoulders, clasped his back, and cuffed Jiang Zhenhong.
Jiang Zhenhong woke up from his confusion and immediately shouted: "Who is it? What are you doing? What are you doing? Hey...let me go!"
Li Zhizhang said in his heart that the credit was his own, so he didn't run away. He immediately smiled and said: "Jiang San, your trouble has been exposed, come with us!"
Jiang Zhenhong still wanted to yell, but a patrol officer simply stuffed the smelly socks on the bed into his mouth, and then three patrol officers escorted Jiang Zhenhong away.
The woman watched the whole process. As the saying goes, "Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes." What's more, Jiang Zhenhong has a cold nature, and this woman has no friendship with Jiang Zhenhong. After seeing what happened, the woman thought about it for a long time, and decided to spend the night with him.
After plundering all the belongings, he rolled up the package and ran away directly from the back door.
The old man on night watch beat the women and saw that the women ran away. He followed suit and packed a wheelbarrow with candlesticks, washbasins and other messy things, and ran away before dawn.
But it was said that Li Zhizhang escorted Jiang Zhenhong back to the police station. The director had not left yet. Seeing that Li Zhizhang had done things so neatly, he immediately praised him profusely. Then he called to tell the good news.
An hour later, the police station door opened, and a group of people rushed in. The leader was Yang Jinglin, who was going crazy.
As soon as he came in, he asked: "Where are the people? Where are the evil obstacles?"
The director said: "Director, I have locked you up in the duty room. I don't dare to treat you badly."
"What a waste! This evil deed should be put in jail!"
The director led the way, and in a moment he led Yang Jinglin into the duty room. Jiang Zhenhong was handcuffed to the narrow bed with his hands behind his back. When he saw Yang Jinglin coming, he immediately started struggling.
Yang Jinglin pointed at him and said: "Nie Zhan, I thought you were very capable of riding a horse. You fell into my hands before dawn." He was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved: "Come on, hit me!
Beat me hard!"
The director knew that Yang Jinglin always loved his nephew the most, and he didn't know how the two of them got into such a quarrel. He was also afraid that Yang Jinglin would turn over the account later, so he said to the side: "Director...is there some misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding! If anyone tries to persuade you again, I will beat them up too!"
Yes! Once you say this, no one dares to persuade you.
The two strong men rushed forward, took out their belts and beat him all over the head and face, until Jiang Zhenhong, who was pouting, screamed like a slaughtered pig.
After a long time, Jiang Zhenhong's skin and flesh were torn apart, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Director, someone has fainted."
Yang Jinglin put his hands behind his back and said, "Take a basin of cold water and pour some cold water on me to wake me up!"
Li Zhizhang was diligent in running errands and soon came back with a basin of cold water. Yang Jinglin took it and poured it over his head and face.
As soon as the cold water hit him, Jiang Zhenhong woke up shivering, pouting and whimpering to say something.
Yang Jinglin took a breath, waved his hand and said: "Take the stinky socks away, I want to see what this evil person has to say!"
After the smelly socks were removed, Jiang Zhenhong burst into tears and said, "Uncle, why is this?"
Yang Jinglin became angry: "No, I can't be your uncle. You always force me to call you uncle."
"Ah? This...where do you start talking about this?"
Yang Jinglin tapped his fingers a few times and said, "Are you going to play riddles with me? You're not going to tell me when you're riding a horse. Have you forgotten what you did?"
Jiang Zhenhong blinked and said confusedly: "I...what did I do? I didn't do anything. I just slept at home."
Yang Jinglin gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Are you still sleepwalking while riding a horse? Come on, hit me again!"
"Ouch~Uncle, why did you hit me?"
"Ah - stop fighting, stop fighting!"
"Ouch~ I was wrong. No matter if I did it or not, I was wrong. Stop fighting..."