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Chapter 864 Signal Transmission

In fact, this old lady is no stranger to Chu Heng. As the main person in charge of the missing person operation, this guy has been studied by Mu Yuan and her gang countless times.

I almost checked everything!

Personality, background, family, except for those who are shady, even how many wives he has are all clear!

Even now, Chu Heng's photo is still hanging high.

However, the old lady did not dare to show that she knew Chu Heng at this time. After staring at that face and secretly praising how handsome it was, she asked with a blank look: "Who are you?"

"Oh, look at me." Chu Heng patted his forehead and quickly introduced himself: "My name is Chu Heng, I am a deaf old lady... Oh, she is also your sister Wu Xiulian's neighbor. I was looked after by her since she was a child.

When I grow up, I can be regarded as a drooping grandchild. I am the one who has been responsible for doing this to you. Just call me Hengzi!"

"Oh, Hengzi!" The old lady held Chu Heng's hand with a kind face and asked hurriedly: "Then tell me quickly, how has my sister been doing these years?"

Chu Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "It's quite pitiful. Her husband is dead and her children have been sacrificed one after another. Now she is alone. You may be her only living relative."

This old lady was also an old actress. As soon as she heard this, she burst into tears: "My poor sister..."

Chu Heng rolled his eyelids vaguely, took the old lady's hand and comforted her quickly: "Don't cry, don't cry, she is doing well now, she has a goddaughter, and a little grandson, so she can be taken care of in old age.

Already."

After hearing this, the old lady wiped her tears again, pretended to be curious, and asked about the current situation.

Chu Heng answered truthfully.

Jiang Zhuolin and others on the side happily watched these two people showing off their acting skills, which was much more interesting than watching a big drama.

About half an hour passed like this.

There was a knock on the office door, and a middle-aged policeman in charge of interrogating the small mirror walked in.

"The deadlock. The old man is very stubborn. He hasn't said a word until now. He even wanted to bite his tongue a few times, but we stopped him in time."

"Still a tough guy!"

Jiang Zhuolin frowned and said with a sullen face: "Just give it to me, I won't believe it and I won't be able to pry his mouth open!"

"yes."

The middle-aged man nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." The one-eyed old man stood up with a sinister smile on his face: "Xiao Jiang, if you can trust me, just hand him over to me for trial. I'm sure I can open his mouth within half an hour!

"

"This..." Jiang Zhuolin didn't dare to agree for a while. This old man is now considered a suspect. Who knows what kind of water is hidden in his belly?

When the old lady over there saw this, her eyelids twitched. She glanced at the old man in shock, but she quickly hid it and turned around to continue acting with Chu Heng.

But I kept murmuring in my heart.

This old man... won't rebel, right?

And all of this was caught by Chu Heng. Seeing the unexpected look of the old lady, he trusted the one-eyed old man a little more in his heart, so he pondered for a moment, then turned around and said: "I'll trouble you, then."

,man!"

"No trouble, I have to thank you!" The old man grinned, and the dense folds on his face were twisted and squeezed together. Coupled with the one eye whose favorability was reduced by five, he looked even more ferocious.

After saying this, the old man turned around and left with the middle-aged man without waiting for Jiang Zhuolin's consent.

However, Cen Hao was very cautious and waved his hand to the younger brother next to him, asking him to follow him and watch.

Harmony was restored in the house again.

But in the following time, every minute and every second was torture for the old lady.

Things have completely exceeded expectations and are out of control. Every second she takes may lead to an abyss, so the old lady is already feeling a little bit on pins and needles at this time.

But now that the matter has come to this, she has no way out, so she can only bite the bullet and continue to give in to Chu Heng.

But should I say it, this young man's hands are pretty good-looking, thin, long, and strong, making him a good thief.

Whether it's investing money or stealing people...

The old lady touched the slender palm with a look of regret. If she had encountered this kind of material earlier, she would have taken it and used it as an apprentice!



The one-eyed old man kept his word. Less than half an hour after leaving the office, he left and returned.

But it was different from when he left. His appearance now changed drastically.

There was blood on his hands, clothes, and face, and there was a strong ferocity in his expression, especially the eyes, which looked like they were hiding knives. Anyone who looked at him would feel panicked.

!

With his appearance, Chu Heng would not have any doubts if he had just finished killing people, breaking up their corpses, and making dumplings.

When the old man entered the room, he glanced at the old lady first, and then said to Jiang Zhuolin: "Fortunately, I managed to pry it open!"

Jiang Zhuolin looked at the blood stains on his body and felt a little nervous: "Old man, is he... not dead?"

"Don't worry, you still have breath!" the old man said with a calm expression.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Zhuolin didn't dare to rest assured, so he quickly packed up his things and hurried out.

The old lady was also full of suspicion at this time.

Knocked the mouth open?

Then I’ll reveal my secret!

But why didn't this old man say anything?

In other words, he didn't betray?

Did you just go find a small mirror to ventilate your breath?

The old lady scratched her sparse hair, thought about it and still couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so she stood up and said, "What, where is the latrine?"

Chu Heng turned to look at Cen Hao and ordered: "Go and call a lesbian to help the old lady go to the toilet."

"clear."

Cen Hao nodded and turned to leave, his face expressionless throughout the whole process, like a thug with no emotion.

The old lady wanted to take this opportunity to deliver the news, but she didn't want anyone to accompany her. Seeing this, she waved her hands hastily: "Oh, no need, I have a strong body, I can go to the toilet by myself."

"How can this be done? The floor of their toilet is too slippery. I don't worry if no one is with me." Chu Heng pulled the old lady with a smile, with a sincere look on his face.

When the old lady saw him like this, she knew she couldn't refuse, so she could only say thank you honestly.

After a while.

Cen Hao came back with a police aunt who was very muscular and round. Her body shape could accommodate at least three old ladies. It would be easy to fight ten or eight people, and she could even be thirty or twenty.

After all, with such a small physique, whether he can survive a slap or not depends on the upper limit of the aunt's physical strength...

Very safe!

Chu Heng gave Cen Hao an appreciative look, then handed the old lady to his aunt and asked her to take her away.

At the same time, he also asked Cen Hao to follow him, just in case.

Soon, the three of them went downstairs and came to the toilet in the backyard.

Cen Hao stood outside waiting, and his aunt accompanied the old lady inside.

When she came to the squatting position, the old lady took off her pants and squatted down. She glanced at the aunt who was watching with her arms folded. The hand hidden behind her took out a gray mouse from her sleeve like a magic trick.

, then took out a knife with the other hand, made a shallow cut on the belly of the thumb, and smeared the blood on the mouse's forehead.

Then, she saw her palm loosen, and the originally obedient mouse ran out of the toilet as if some switch had been turned on.

This was a sign that she and Mu Yu'an and the others were getting better. They were safe and sound, and there was no blood on the mouse's head. If there was an accident, just smear some blood on the forehead.

Originally, she wanted to write something and take it out, but there were people around her watching, so she had no choice but to do this.


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