"Don't go!" Zhang Yan stretched out her hand to pull Kan Wanlin, but couldn't pull him back. Kan Wanlin had just had a big drink with a group of coaches. He drank 781 pounds of white wine, his face was red, his clothes were open, and his whole body was radiating.
Smelling of alcohol, he passed away in a staggered manner.
"What do you do? Do you have a temporary residence permit?" Kan Wanlin asked angrily.
The tramp stared at him and didn't answer.
"Fuck, you still dare to stare at me, do you know what I do? I'm a city manager, a plainclothes city manager!" Kan Wanlin suddenly became furious and kicked the homeless man's simple shack over with his drunken kick.
"Illegal building and disorderly construction, a fine of 500 yuan! Damn you for being ignorant. What do you want to do when you live here? Do you stare at the female shopkeeper and want to touch her and rape her in the middle of the night? I still can't tell what you are thinking.
I have worked for the police for several years in vain!" Kan Wanlin showed off his power and demolished the shack to pieces. He put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Get out of here!"
The homeless man never moved, looking at Kan Wanlin with a strange look.
Kan Wanlin was disgusted by him. He looked around and found a rotten mop. He hit it with his head. The tramp stretched out his hand to block it. The mop rod was already rotten and broke when he touched it. Kan Wanlin was furious, dropped the mop and used his foot.
After kicking hard, the homeless man huddled in the garbage and let him beat him without even saying a word.
"Brother Wan Lin, stop fighting!" Zhang Yan couldn't hold back Kan Wanlin, who was already in a drunken and crazy state. She was so angry that she threw away her hand: "Brother Wan Lin, if you do this again, I will ignore you in the future."
Kan Wanlin's fist stopped in the air. After a while, he put it down and said with a smile: "Yan'er, didn't I vent my anger on you?"
Zhang Yan said angrily: "He is already so pitiful, and you still beat him. You are going too far."
Kan Wanlin said: "This kind of person deserves to be beaten. If you look at his eyes, he is definitely not a good person."
Zhang Yan pulled him: "Then don't hit them."
Kan Wanlin pointed to the distance: "You! Get over there and don't let me see you again."
The homeless man stood up, limped away, and squatted down in a far corner.
"Look, I still need a beating." Kan Wanlin was satisfied and followed Zhang Yan back to the store. He chatted a few nonsense about how to go home for the New Year. After getting drunk, he lay down on the recliner and fell asleep, with his mouth open and snoring.
, Zhang Yan took a blanket to cover him and raised the temperature of the oil tin.
It gets dark early in winter, and it gets completely dark at half past five. Today there is heavy smog, and the street lights are dim. The people living on Tiezha Street are all migrant workers. Most of them have returned to their hometowns as the New Year is approaching. The streets are deserted and there are not many pedestrians.
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Zhang Yan used the induction cooker to stir-fry two vegetables, and the meat was stewed in the earthen pot on the briquette stove. She took out two pieces, put some vegetables with chopsticks, took two large steamed buns, and put them in plastic lunch boxes to see if Kan Wanlin had eaten them yet.
Wake up, quietly leave the store, find the homeless man in the corner, hand the food to him: "Eat."
The homeless man hesitated for a moment, then took it. He held the snow-white buns in his dirty hands and put them into his mouth. He bit his head in bites. Tears flowed from his eyes and two marks washed out on his face. He suddenly choked.
It was cooked, and it took a lot of effort for my old nose to swallow a mouthful of rice.
"I forgot to serve the soup." Zhang Yan quickly ran back, filled a bowl of broth, and handed it to the homeless man.
The homeless man smelled the aroma of the broth and seemed intoxicated. He suddenly stretched out his arms to wipe his tears and his body started to tremble. He probably thought of something sad. Zhang Yan didn't want to disturb him and came back silently.
The sky was getting darker, and the thick fog blocked the light of the street lights. Kan Wanlin hadn't woken up yet, and Zhang Yan couldn't leave even if she wanted to, so she had to stay with him. At about seven o'clock, a man wearing glasses came to buy something.
She made a business, but no one came to visit her. When Zhang Yan was about to close the shop, business came.
Two men came, one of them was a regular customer, a middle-aged gangster Li Qi who came to buy five bottles of Xiaotai every day, and the other was about twenty years old, thin, with evil eyes, and his hands behind his back.
Because they were regular customers, Zhang Yan let her guard down, let them into the store, and asked them what they needed.
"Old rule, five bottles of Xiaotai." Li Qi placed a hundred-yuan bill on the counter and glanced at Kan Wanlin, who was sleeping soundly.
Zhang Yan threw the banknotes into the cash box, which was a tin box with thousands of pieces of change in it.
When he turned around to get the cough drops, Li Qi suddenly rushed over, grabbed Zhang Yan's neck from behind, covered her mouth, and came closer with his big, smelly mouth and said: "Don't shout, or I'll kill you!"
In fact, Kan Wanlin had woken up a long time ago and had been pretending to be asleep to create opportunities for some substantial development with Zhang Yan. When he saw something bad, he immediately jumped up: "Fuck!"
Before he finished speaking, the young man behind hit Kan Wanlin's head with a brick hidden behind his back. A stream of blood flowed down, and Kan Wanlin fainted to the ground.
The young man opened the cash box and hurriedly stuffed the banknotes into his arms. Li Qi whispered: "Get the medicine and move Xiao Tai away."
Zhang Yan was so frightened that she whined and groaned.
Li Qi shrugged his nose and smelled Zhang Yan's fragrance. He said, "No, I can't hold it in any longer. I have to have a shot."
The young man said: "Brother, how long will it take you to finish playing? I also want to have a shot."
Li Qi said while taking off his pants: "Then if I get into the state and don't take a break for two hours, then what, pass the medicine bottle on the second floor of the counter..."
The young man took out a bottle of Viagra from the counter. He didn't know whether it was real or fake. Li Qi took it and poured seven or eight pills in one gulp. The young man also ate the rest and picked up Kan Wanlin's big teacup.
Drink some water and give it away.
Li Qi pointed a dagger at Zhang Yan's waist: "Sister, lie down and hold on to the counter, cooperate. Tsk, tsk, this butt is so round."
Although Zhang Yan was a woman who had been involved in romance, it was a business relationship, and he had never experienced such humiliation. Under the threat of violence, he had to give in and lie down on the counter.
Suddenly there was a sound outside, as if someone fell to the ground, and then a cold wind blew in. Li Qi turned around and saw an unkempt homeless man standing at the door.
"Fuck you, what did you do to Heizi?" The young man drew his knife and stabbed him. They came in to rob him, and there was a watchman outside. The sound just now meant that the watchman must have been knocked down.
The homeless man made a quick and precise move, grabbing the blade. This was not a way of grabbing the blade with bare hands. He directly grasped the blade with his palm and folded it hard, and the blade actually broke.
The young man was shocked, let go and backed away, stammering: "Brother, this man is powerful."
Li Qi was in high spirits a second ago, but now he was frightened. He hurriedly picked up his sweatpants. He always wore these kind of knock-off Adidas sweatpants without a belt for convenience.
The dagger was placed on Zhang Yan's neck, and Li Qi shouted: "Friend, don't force me to take action."
The homeless man turned aside and motioned for them to get out.
"Get out of the way." Li Qi pressed the knife, and a blood mark appeared on Zhang Yan's neck.
The homeless man left the store and kept five steps away from them.
Li Qi escorted Zhang Yan out, and the young man followed behind. The two sides faced off in the haze for a minute. Li Qi said: "Friend, I am not here to save my life. Don't force me, let's talk it over and be done with it."
, Xiaohui, give him two hundred yuan."
The young man took out two large bills and placed them on the ground.
Li Qi let go of Zhang Yan and threatened: "If you stinky bitches call the police, I will kill your whole family." Then he walked away with Xiao Hui.
The homeless man followed closely. Li Qi knew that this man was fierce, so he ran away.
Zhang Yan ran back to the store, helped Kan Wanlin, whose face was covered with blood, picked up the phone and dialed 110.
Five minutes later, the patrol policemen from the Huahuo Police Station arrived at the scene and immediately started tracking. Two policemen and two auxiliary policemen entered the maze-like Huahuo Village with flashlights.
There were bloodstains on the ground. The police followed the bloodstains to a pond. There was a person lying down by the pond. They helped him up and checked. They found that the person had been stabbed three times, but he was still alive. So he quickly called an ambulance. The car couldn't get in, so he had to use a stretcher.
He was carried out and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Three police cars were parked on Tiezha Street, their lights flashing silently. A police officer was taking notes on Zhang Yan. Kan Wanlin had woken up. Although he had been hit by a brick, he was not seriously injured. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted for help.
Kill Li Qi.
The suspect was quickly identified. He was a drug addict who had been in the palace for three years. He was an old gangster in his thirties who had accomplished nothing. He lived in the south of the city. He sold the house that was demolished and took drugs. Later, he came out of the drug rehabilitation center and got rid of his drug addiction.
, and also likes to drink cough drops, drinking at least five bottles of Xiaotai every day, which is not a small expense for him with no income.
Li Qi has no fixed address and rents a house all year round. Following the guidance of the village security director, the police found his residence. It was a narrow rental house. The house was smelly and filthy, and no one could be found.
The next day, the young man who had been stabbed three times regained consciousness, and the police interrogated him in the ward.
"I said everything, I am Guo Hui, and I killed the person." The young man told a fact that shocked the police. He was Guo Hui, the murderer of the traffic college murder a few months ago.
The sky net was so meticulous that no one missed anything. The police thought that Guo Huiliu had fled to the south, but unexpectedly he had been hiding in Huahuo Village. A murder case was solved, but the whereabouts of Li Qi remained a mystery.
"Where is Li Qiren? Where are you hiding? Tell me honestly and don't let us use any means." The police pursued the victory.
Guo Hui was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling and said: "The boss had someone kill him. He didn't use a knife. He was pressed alive and drowned in the water, and then he was thrown into the pond."
The police immediately launched an investigation and sent people to search the pond for a long time with bamboo poles. Finally, they found something. They used a hook to pull it out and saw that it was a black garbage bag with tape wrapped around the outside.
Inside is a human head that has been corrupted beyond recognition.
This was probably related to another murder case. The police station reported to the superiors that the criminal police team and forensic doctors came. They continued to salvage and finally fished out Li Qi. He had been drowned for a long time.
The body was put into a black plastic bag and carried away. The villagers gathered around the pond and whispered, saying that evil spirits had appeared.
The house closest to the pond is the small courtyard where Grandma Sun lives. A black cat with no mottled body is squatting on the wall of the courtyard and watching this scene coldly.