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Chapter 370 Killer

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhou Jie returned to Nanhai.

Ren Xiaoyao showed Zhou Jie the photo in the newspaper.

When Zhou Jie saw Wang Qingquan's blind eye, he took a breath of cold air: "At that time, I thought I had shot him through the head, but I didn't expect that it only hurt one of his eyes. When he leaned back from the boat and fell into the sea,

, I also took a shot, maybe the last shot missed, otherwise he would never have survived!"

"The shot you made up probably hit his knee. After I read the report, he lost one of his legs. Wang Qingquan told the reporter who wrote the report, named Xia Tian, ​​that after he accidentally fell into the water,

He was rescued by a fishing boat and survived!" Ren Xiaoyao squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Jie: "Now, Xia Tian probably knows the past things from Wang Qingquan's mouth. You must finish the work that you didn't finish more than ten years ago as soon as possible.

Get rid of it! As for Xia Tian, ​​let him shut up forever before he exposes what you and I have done in the past!"

"Don't worry, Brother Yao, I will finish the work as soon as possible!" Zhou Jie bit his cheek and swore, "Where does the man named Wang currently live?"

"There is a small tin room in front of the morgue of the Affiliated Hospital of Nanhai Medical University. The person named Wang lives in it. I have also found out for you that the person named Xia lives in Room 502 of the Nanhai Business Hotel." Ren Xiaoyao said this for the purpose.

Zhou Jie is asked to take action as soon as possible to avoid long nights and endless dreams.

"Brother Yao, you will get good news tomorrow morning." Zhou Jie showed a cruel smile on his face.

"And that kid Liu Gen, he and a female special police officer ran to Shenzhen. I suspect they were going to track down your whereabouts. This kid knows too much! Hmm... I thought that if someone stepped forward to take the blame for him, everything would be fine.

, it’s not that simple!” Ren Xiaoyao put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up and said, “The female special police officer’s name is Yan Yu, these two people must also disappear from this world!”

"In three days, they won't cause any trouble to you, Brother Yao!" Zhou Jie stood up, walked to the door, then turned around and said, "Brother Yao, the person surnamed Wen and her mother may not be here anymore."

To Jamaica, but to somewhere else.”

"You settle the troublesome matters in front of you first. Don't worry about her matters." Ren Xiaoyao walked to Zhou Jie and patted his shoulder: "Xiaojie, when you finish all the things you need to do, you will arrive

Go to Canada. I will buy you a villa there. From now on, you can enjoy your life there. Don’t you like foreign girls? Find a beautiful one and have ten or eight mixed-race children. Haha... I

I’ll give you a sum of money that you won’t be able to spend in your lifetime.”

"Thank you, Brother Yao." Zhou Jie's eyes flashed with a strange light, a grateful smile appeared on his face, and he walked out of Ren Xiaoyao's study to prepare for the work he was supposed to do.

Zhou Jie's plan is to kill Wang Qingquan first, and then go to the Nanhai Business Hotel to kill Xia Tian.

At around one o'clock in the night, Zhou Jie appeared in the quiet alley behind the morgue like a ghost.

---------------------------------------Liu Gen created Food for the Queen and added beef and mutton.

During the business, he rarely had time to carry the dead with Liu Jun. Most of the time, Liu Jun would ask his fellow villagers to do this work together.

This winter vacation, Liu Jun had no plans to return to his hometown for the New Year after knowing that Liu Gen was arrested. Not only did he have to do the work in the anatomy room, but he also had to carry the dead in the hospital. But after Liu Gen came out, he changed his mind. Two days ago, he talked to Liu Gen about his idea.

Going home for the New Year and seeing her parents whom she hadn’t seen in almost two years, Liu Gen agreed and took over the work in the anatomy room and hospital. Anyway, this holiday, Liu Gen’s mother and sister Liu Zhi were going to Nanhai to celebrate the New Year, even though they had been admitted by the school.

He was expelled from school, but the hospital and the anatomy teaching and research department did not say that he would not be allowed to work.

It happened that night, just after one o'clock in the morning, Liu Gen could not fall asleep with his eyes open in Wang Qingquan's small tin house. Listening to Wang Qingquan's dull snoring, he thought that maybe someone would come to the door soon, but his cell phone turned up at the wrong time.

rang.

Liu Gen looked at it and saw that it was a call from the surgical nurse's station. He knew that someone was carrying a dead body. Yesterday, he and Liu Jun, a fellow villager, carried a dead body. It was so late. Liu Gen didn't want to call Liu Jun's dormitory. He didn't think it would take half a day.

For hours, he asked Yang Guanghui to carry the body to the morgue as soon as possible, so he called Yang Guanghui.

Neither Yang Guanghui nor Yan Yu slept tonight. They took turns sleeping together during the day. They knew something might happen at night, so they both kept their eyes open and waited.

After receiving Liu Gen's call, Yang Guanghui thought something was going on and quickly answered: "Brother Gen..."

"You and I go to the surgical department of the inpatient building to carry a dead body." Liu Gen said directly without explaining too much.

"Carrying the dead body..." Yang Guanghui knew that Liu Gen was still doing this job, but there was no way he could leave tonight: "Brother Gen, I'll turn it down tonight."

"It doesn't take much time. It only takes about ten or twenty minutes. There are no backup people to carry the body. If I don't go, I will break the trust of others." Liu Gen said: "If you don't want to go, then I will go alone."

You can go alone." It's not like he has never done it before, he has also carried a corpse before.

Yan Yu heard what was going on from the side and said to Yang Guanghui: "Go, I have a gun. Besides, there is no guarantee that someone will come after you and Brother Gen leave. Even if they come, I can deal with it by myself.

"She's not talking big words. She really doesn't look down on one or two big men and can't do anything to them.

Of course Yang Guanghui knew what Yan Yu was capable of, and he felt that what she said was true, so he agreed to Liu Gen and quietly got out of the car. He did not go to the tin house where Wang Qingquan lived. Instead, he walked directly to the inpatient surgery building as Liu Gen said.

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Liu Gen came out of the house where Wang Qingquan lived and glanced around the dark surroundings. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The cold wind blew into the collar of his down jacket and got into his chest. He shivered and curled up his neck.

Walk quickly towards the inpatient building.

When Liu Gen went out, Wang Qingquan was awakened. He opened his eyes and glanced at the rocking chair. Liu Gen was no longer there. He thought he had gone to the bathroom. He got up to look for water. He ate four meat clippers Liu Gen brought him tonight.

The steamed bun felt a bit salty and made my mouth dry. Wang Qingquan turned on the light and found that there was no water in the thermos bottle. He had to use a kettle to collect the tap water and put it on the electric stove for heating. His mouth was really dry and uncomfortable.

So I picked up the half bottle of Erguotou, took two big gulps, sat in the rocking chair, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

Yan Yu didn't see Liu Gen coming out of the small tin house. Because of the heavy fog, the visibility was extremely low. The location of the car was fifty or sixty meters away from the house, but the light that suddenly came out of the gap in the door of the house allowed Yan Yu to see clearly clearly.

She thought it was good to look at the outline of the house, so that if someone walked towards the tin house later, she could see clearly whether it was a willow root or not.

About ten minutes after Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui left, Zhou Jie came in through the small door in the backyard. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a black woolen hat, and black leather gloves on his hands. He walked past the parking lot.

In the corpse room, when he saw the light leaking from the crack of the iron door, he hesitated for a moment. This was something he did not expect. Wang Qingquan was not asleep yet. He looked around and saw that it was dark and quiet. Even Yan Yan

He didn't even see the van they parked.

This was a very good night for killing people. Zhou Jie didn't want to miss this opportunity. He pulled out the pistol from his windbreaker. The barrel had already been connected with a silencer. He used pistols and knives, which he was best at as a soldier.

Weapons, because he had to go to two places tonight, he didn't want to be stained with blood, so as not to be seen through when he got to the hotel, so he planned to shoot Wang Qingquan with a gun.

Yan Yu was in the car, always staring at the small tin house. When Zhou Jie quietly approached the house, Yan Yu saw it. She was shocked. It was too late to call Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui, so she decided to do it alone.

, pulled the gun into the hall, gently opened the car door, got out of the car, bowed her waist and moved briskly. She was wearing a pair of soft rubber-soled sneakers. The advantage of these shoes is that even if there is sound, it is very weak.

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In winter in the South China Sea, there is often heavy fog at night and early morning, and tonight is no exception. The darkness and thick fog mean visibility is less than five meters. If Uncle Wang hadn’t turned on the lights in his house, the light coming from the crack in the door would have made the surroundings of the house slightly dim.

If it is brighter, Yan Yu may not be able to see Zhou Jie approaching the house.

Zhou Jie couldn't see Yan Yu because she was in the dark and he didn't hear her footsteps.

------------------------------------------Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui went to the surgery department of the inpatient building and carried them

Damn it, Liu Gen and the others didn't take the stairs this time.

At this time, few people took the elevator. In order to rush for time, Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui carried the dead man to the elevator door.

Liu Gen walked in front. He and Yang Guanghui were about the same size. If they were walking up the stairs, the one in front would bear more weight than the one behind. So Liu Gen interrupted himself to bear more weight and reduce the burden on Yang Guanghui behind. After all,

He was brought here temporarily.

There is an elevator available, which can save a lot of time.

"Brother Gen, take the elevator." Yang Guanghui reminded Liu Gen.

Liu Gen raised his head and glanced at the floor number displayed on the elevator door. He happened to be on this floor. He pressed the downward arrow and the elevator door opened quickly.

The two of them reached the first floor smoothly and carried the body. Liu Gen walked in front because Yang Guanghui didn't know the way to the morgue.

Yanagi Gen has walked this road countless times. It is not the road from the morgue to the inpatient building. It is a shortcut from the back door on the first floor of the inpatient building. No one will take this road during the day because the inpatient building is

The back door is bolted from the inside and can only be opened from the inside.

Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui arrived at the back door and put down the stretcher. Liu Gen took off the door latch, and when he returned to the surgery to return the stretcher, he fastened the door latch again. So Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui carried the body and walked out of the back door, leaving the door open.

To walk to the morgue, you must pass by the iron house where Wang Qingquan lived.

Liu Gen and Yang Guanghui, carrying a stretcher, turned the corner of the hospital building and saw the light coming from the cracks in the iron house where Wang Qingquan lived in the distance.

"Why did Uncle Wang turn on the light?" Yang Guanghui muttered as he walked behind.

However, Liu Gen's eyes were blurred when he saw a black shadow quietly approaching the door of the tin house. He was startled and shouted: "Uncle Wang, be careful..." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw tongues of fire spurting out from the black shadow.

Liu Gen felt a heart-burning pain in his right chest, and his body was pushed back by a force. His hands softened, he let go of the stretcher, and his body leaned back. Almost as the stretcher fell to the ground, he also fell on the body.

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