"Wan Xiaotian! Hurry up and get those rotten garlics under your hands out of here and come and live!"
After confirming that the man knew the place, Cen Hao turned around and yelled at the dormitory building.
"Coming!"
The next moment, Wan Xiaotian's slightly panicked voice came from the dormitory building behind.
Only two minutes later, this guy led the nine grandchildren who were still injured and ran out of the building. Some of them were still wearing their clothes while running towards this end. It looked like they were resting before.
Seeing these crooked melons and cracked jujubes with scarred faces and "high" horns, the man's family of three became even more frightened.
This doesn't look like a good person!
After a while, a group of people rushed forward. Wan Xiaotian glanced at the cowering man and his family, and asked Chu Heng breathlessly: "Master Chu, what are you doing?"
"Follow Cen Hao and bring someone back." Chu Heng waved his hands with a sullen face.
"Okay!"
Wan Xiaotian didn't ask who he was arresting. He nodded and led his men and Cen Hao to press the man and get on his bicycle to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Chu Heng suddenly stopped them, then reached into his arms amidst everyone's doubtful eyes, took out a handful of May 4th from the warehouse and threw it over: "Take some of this with you, just in case."
Wan Xiaotian hurriedly caught it, and the cold touch on his palm made his heart rise. He thought it was just an ordinary arrest and questioning, but now that a gun was used, this matter was not simple.
He took a deep look at the seemingly ordinary family of three, carefully checked Wusi's insurance, then waved his hand and quickly left with Cen Hao and the others.
For a moment, Chu Heng, the old lady and the middle-aged woman were the only ones left in the field.
"that……"
The woman stared at Chu Heng's handsome face for a few times, thinking that such a handsome man must have a kind heart, so she hesitated and asked with some hope: "Comrade, can my mother-in-law and I leave?"
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"Shut up and kneel down!"
Chu Heng, who was already in a bad mood, raised his eyes irritably, and a cold light flashed through his dark eyes in a daze. The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
He immediately withdrew his gaze.
Light a cigarette.
He sat down on the steps behind him, staring at the stones on the ground in a daze, thinking wildly and waiting for the result.
He is willing to do this, respecting the elderly and loving the young.
But the premise is that the old man is worthy of his respect, and the young man is worthy of his love!
Obviously, these two greedy liars were not in the category of his respect and love.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other with mournful faces, not daring to talk nonsense, and could only accept their fate and continue to kneel.
Time passes by every second.
Two hours later, Cen Hao and others left and returned.
But how many people went there and how many people came back, but they didn't bring back the people Chu Heng wanted to see.
"What's going on? Someone ran away?"
Chu Heng frowned and looked at them, with some displeasure on his face.
Damn, are all of you trash?
Why can't I do anything?
"People are dead!"
Cen Hao came to him with a gloomy face and said with full of doubts: "When we passed by, the old tailor's house was holding a funeral. Later, after asking someone nearby, we found out that the old tailor had a heart attack this morning.
He died directly at home."
"But what's a little strange is that the hospital said that the man died the day before yesterday, but the neighbors and his family members said that they saw him alive and kicking and playing chess with others last night."
"Now things are making a big fuss. Everyone says his house is haunted."
After listening to his narration, Chu Heng thoughtfully lit a cigarette for himself and started smoking. After a while, he raised his head and stared at the man who was frightened by the strange rumors and asked: "You guys?"
When did you meet that old tailor?"
"yesterday."
The man said with a panicked face: "Just yesterday at noon, he came to our house and said he could help us make fake ruffians. He also agreed with us that if the job is completed, he would give him two hundred yuan!"
Chu Heng, who had been observing his expression, felt that he was not lying, so he had an even more headache. The hospital said that the person died the day before yesterday, but everyone said that they had seen him yesterday. Obviously there was something wrong.
But where the problem lies, he is puzzled.
"Interesting! Looks like we need to find foreign aid!"
After a while of silence, Chu Heng stood up with a sigh and told Cen Hao: "Keep an eye on this family of three and wait for my call."
After saying that, he took out his keys and got into the car, and quickly left the sugar factory with a trail of dust and smoke.
After turning from the small road to the main road, Chu Heng drove directly into the city.
I made some inquiries with people on the way, and soon came to the Dacheng County Public Security Bureau.
This was his first time here. A two-story building stood in a dilapidated courtyard. There were more than a dozen conjoined brick houses nearby. Police comrades in uniforms hurriedly walked in.
People were rushing back and forth from house to house, creating a busy scene.
There was no gatekeeper here, so Chu Heng drove directly into the courtyard and parked his car next to the only two jeeps in the courtyard.
With such a big movement and such a stylish car, it was difficult for the police in the compound not to pay attention.
As soon as he got out of the car, someone came up to him curiously and asked politely: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"
Chu Heng threw a cigarette out of habit and asked with a smile: "Hello, is Director Jiang here?"
The policeman was not surprised when he heard that he was looking for Jiang Zhuolin.
Everyone in the bureau knew that Director Jiang was from Beijing, and Chu Heng also had a taste for Beijing movies, so it was normal to find him.
So the police comrade didn't ask any questions, turned around and pointed to the small second floor next to him, and said: "You can go directly to the second floor. The first office on the right is there."
"Thanks."
Chu Heng smiled at him and strode into the second floor of the small building.
After going up the stairs, he immediately saw the room with the sign of the Director's Office.
"Dong dong."
He stepped forward to knock on the door, and soon there was an answer from inside the house.
"Enter!"
"Squeak!"
Chu Heng gently opened the door and stepped into the house.
The appearance of the house matches the courtyard very well, and it is admirable for its simplicity.
There was a wooden bed for resting on duty, a file cabinet with peeling paint, a crippled desk that needed a brick for balance, and a few old benches, but nothing else.
It doesn't look like a police chief's office at all.
"Uncle Jiang, your conditions are quite difficult." Chu Heng walked towards the desk with a smile.
"That's good."
Jiang Zhuolin put down the case file in his hand and raised his head with a smile: "What are you doing here today?"
"Urgent!"
Chu Heng pulled a bench and sat down. He first talked about the past few days, then talked about Xie Lixuan's previous deception, and finally talked about the old tailor.
After hearing this, Jiang Zhuolin's eyes froze for a moment. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up: "Let's go, bring the body back for inspection first!"
