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Eighty-four, kill ticket

Li Lin and another person had quietly arrived at No. 9 Nanfu Lane at this time.【】

The street lights in Nanfu Alley are dim and people are walking. The wind blows slowly through the alley, bringing a little coolness but also the sound of cars in the distance, which makes people feel uneasy.

Li Lin looked back and forth for a while, letting the man watch the wind outside the courtyard, then quietly slipped into the No. 9 courtyard and walked along the corridor. He was already familiar with this place.

The first thing he saw was that the light in room 11 was dark. He walked quietly to the door and immediately cleared the lock on the door. He was very happy in his heart, which meant that there was no one in the room. He took out the screwdriver from his pocket and only

In one fell swoop, he pried open the door lock chain and sneaked into the house without a sound.

When Li Lin entered the room, he did not notice a dark figure lying prone on the high wall behind him, quietly observing his every move. Zuo Shaoqing was lying prone on the wall, guessing that this person must be looking for the money order.

Then, he should be one of her own. She lay prone on the wall, not moving, just observing.

Li Lin entered the room and did not dare to turn on the light. He took out a small flashlight and shined it everywhere. He judged that if Zhao Guang hid the money order somewhere, it should be in the back room and around the sofa. He was so seriously injured.

, it couldn't be too far away. He entered the back room and looked for it on the sofa first.

However, he searched all over the sofa and found nothing. There was nothing under the cushions or in the gaps between the armrests. He reached under the sofa. He could feel the spring under the sofa, but still found nothing. He simply put

Turning the sofa over, he shined a flashlight and examined it carefully. It was not a small thing, it was about the size of a book, and it was impossible to hide it from his eyes. Li Lin began to sweat on his head.

There was a layer of cloth nailed to the back of the sofa, and there was no trace of it being taken apart. But he was still unwilling to give in. He cut open the cloth with a knife and put his hand in, but he found something. Li Lin couldn't help but feel anxious. He

He used his flashlight to shine on the sofa again, and finally confirmed that the thing couldn't be in the sofa. He thought that the only way to expand the search scope was to expand the search scope.

He shined his flashlight and searched everywhere. On and under the coffee table, under the chair, on the bed, under the pillow, inside the quilt, under the mattress, and under the bed.

Things were thrown all over the floor. At this time, he didn't care about anything. He also carefully touched the top and bottom of the cabinet, but still couldn't find it. The room was not big, there were not many things, and there was nothing else to find.

It was a place to hide things. Li Lin looked around and started to think about looking for it in the outhouse.

At this time, he vaguely heard someone shouting on the street outside the courtyard: "San'er, San'er, he's going home soon, what time is it, he's going home soon!"

This was an alarm from the watchman outside, indicating that someone was back. Li Lin was extremely upset. He hadn't found the thing yet. He continued to search and backed away.

In the dim Nanfu Lane, two agents under Huang Fenglin were walking quietly. They didn't know what was going on in the room, and they walked into Courtyard No. 9 while whispering. One of them, from his pocket,

He took out the key and prepared to open the door. When he touched the door lock, he was startled and immediately stepped back and took out a pistol from his arms. The other one also took out a gun and pointed it at the door.

They listened attentively, but there was no movement in the room. One of them walked forward slowly, opened the door gently, and walked in slowly while observing.

The room was dark and quiet, like the gaping mouth of a tiger, hiding terrifying dangers.

Zuo Shaoqing stood up slowly on the wall and pulled out a dagger from her waist. She was worried about the people in the room and was ready to jump down to support him at any time.

Huang Fenglin's two agents, holding pistols and covering each other, quietly walked into the outer room. They stopped and listened, but there was no movement in the inner room. One walked to the door and pointed his pistol at the door. The other gently

Open the door. There was still no movement in the back room, and the darkness seemed to be hiding danger. The person who opened the door reached out a hand to the door and fumbled to turn on the light. As soon as the light came on, they rushed into the door at the same time, pointing their guns at both sides.

There was indeed no one in the room. They were slightly relieved. But the scene in the room shocked them. There was no doubt that the room had been thoroughly searched. The sofa was overturned on the floor, and the contents of the cabinet were thrown on the floor and on the bed.

It was even more chaotic. They raised their heads and saw the open back door.

An agent walked over and went outside, then closed the door and drew the curtain. He turned back to his accomplices and said, "It seems we are late. Someone has already come to search."

Another said: "What the hell is it? It's so important."

Sekito's agent walked behind the sofa and saw that the cloth behind the sofa had been cut with a knife. He put his hand in and touched it, but of course he didn't touch anything. He said: "It looks like this place has been searched very thoroughly."

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He straightened up. At this time, he felt his shoulder touch an oil painting hanging on the wall. It was a very tacky oil painting. The oil painting was shaking and seemed to fall. He hurriedly stretched out a

He held it with his hands, but the oil painting still fell down. He had to hold the oil painting with both hands to hang it up again. But at this time, something fell from behind the oil painting. Both of them lowered their heads.

Go to that thing.

It was a black hard-covered folder, about the size of a book. They were surprised and couldn't guess what it was.

The agent who hung the oil painting dropped the oil painting, picked it up, and opened it.

At this time, it was already 1:30 in the morning. Zuo Shaoqing, who was standing on the wall outside the house, saw the situation inside the house through a small gap in the curtain. Her eyes became sharp. She slid down from the wall to the ground with a sound.

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The lights in the room are bright enough, and the surroundings are quiet enough. In this brightness and quietness, there is a hint of mysterious accident, and maybe some surprises. At this time, anyone's heart will be beating loudly.

The same was true for the two agents under Huang Fenglin. Their intuition told them that they had unexpectedly found something that others had carefully searched for but had not found.

They stood under the light and opened the black hard leather folder. Inside there was a stack of very hard, very finely printed paper. Their eyes were a little dazzled, and they glanced randomly at the hard paper, but nothing was clear.

They finally settled down and gradually focused their gazes. The first thing they saw clearly was a line of words on the top of the piece of paper: "Shanghai HSBC Bank Sight Draft". There were some English below, and some they didn't quite understand. But below

They can all understand the word "amount". After "amount" is a string of numbers. This string of numbers has made their eyes wide open. Also, there is a symbol in front of the number, which is a big

"s" with two vertical lines drawn on it. They understand that this symbol represents U.S. dollars.

"Oh my God!" The two people exclaimed at the same time.

They turned over one by one. The amount on each money order was different, which meant that the amount on each money order was separate, and all the amounts were added up to get the total.

"Oh my God!" The two people exclaimed at the same time again.

One said: "Brother, we gave it away! This is US dollars!"

Another said: "Yes, yes, this is all money! You can exchange the money at the bank."

“And it’s still in U.S. dollars!”

"Damn, it's really US dollars!"

"Brother, what should we do?" The other person said, "You are stupid, what should we do?"

The other person looked up at him, with vigilance hidden in his eyes, "Brother, I understand what you mean. Give us this one, and we will send it to grandma's house. But, this will be fatal. The scene in this room , someone is trying their best to find this thing. It will be fatal! Do you understand?"

"Then, what should we do?"

"Hurry up and report to the section chief. What does the section chief say? We can't stay here any longer. It's dangerous."

At this time, the two of them calmed down. Fear was like the wind, blowing into their hearts from the messy debris on the ground. They looked up at the surroundings at the same time, and listened carefully, but there was no movement around them.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The two people stepped over the debris on the floor and walked towards the door. They opened the door and as soon as they took a step, they froze like wooden sculptures.

There was no light on in the outer room. The light from the inner room made the outer room half-dark. They suddenly saw a person standing quietly in the half-dark outer room. The person was dressed in black, with a black gauze covering his face. Only a pair of shining black eyes were exposed, staring at them coldly. The thing that the man was holding up in his hand was something they were all too familiar with. It was a large pistol, pointed directly at them.

The people standing in the outer room had no time to react. They had no time to react. Those were two deafening, crisp shots. The 11.43mm bullet penetrated their foreheads, threatening their lives. It was over before they fell to the ground. They fell down in unison, one in the inner room and the other in the outer room.

Zuo Shaoqing walked over quietly. She picked up the black hard leather folder from someone's side. When she was on the wall, she saw the black hard leather folder through the door. Now, she opened the folder and immediately confirmed, This was what she was looking for. She put the clip into the canvas bag, turned and walked out the door, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, lights came out from some entrances in the building in front, and someone opened an account and shouted loudly, "What's going on? What's going on downstairs!"

At dawn, Ye Gongjin and Huang Fenglin drove to No. 9 Nanfu Lane. It was He Junjie who called, saying that a murder had occurred at No. 9 Nanfu Lane and two people had been killed. Huang Fenglin immediately realized that it was his two Something happened to my brother.

Cheng Yunfa and Zhao Minggui both came. They led people to cordon off the scene. There was a large group of police officers surrounding the scene, and they pushed around the onlookers.

Huang Fenglin didn't get out of the car, he couldn't show up in front of everyone.

Ye Gongjin got out of the car and walked alone into Room 11 in the courtyard. The scene in the room horrified him. The two deceased people still maintained their appearance when they died, weird and twisted. One was inside the door, and the other was outside. Dark Red blood spread under their bodies.

Ye Gongjin came out, and both men were killed with one shot. After they fell, there was not even a trace of struggle. This situation frightened him.

The back room was in a mess and had obviously been searched thoroughly.

The people brought by Cheng Yunfa were looking for clues in the room. When they saw Ye Gongjin come in, they all stopped and stood silently by the wall. Ye Gongjin silently observed the scene in the room without saying anything, turned around and walked out. Cheng Yunfa and

Zhao Minggui followed him and walked out.

Ye Gongjin stopped at the door of the outer room, turned around and said, "What's going on here?"

Zhao Minggui said softly: "It's not clear yet. But someone is looking for something. But I don't know if it's these two people or someone else."

Seeing the lock and chain still hanging on the door frame, Ye Gongjin said: "These two people are not looking for this lock. It is someone else who is looking for it, but they may have bumped into it. Is it possible?"

Zhao Minggui shook his head, "Director, these two men fell to the ground on their backs, with their heads inside and their feet outside. The murderer fired the gun from the outer room. I feel that the murderer came later."

Ye Gongjin thought for a while, said nothing, and walked out of the hospital.

Ye Gongjin got into the car parked outside and sat quietly. Huang Fenglin beside him looked at him attentively.

After a while, Ye Gongjin said softly: "Two people died in the room. They might be your brothers. I guess your brother has found something. It should be a very important thing, so he was shot by the murderer. Come on.

We have touched the sore spot of the Communist Party, and they are anxious. However, I can't guess what it is. Maybe you will find out later."

Huang Fenglin said softly: "Director Ye, I can't do this anymore."

Ye Gongjin turned around and stared at him coldly, "What's wrong, Brother Fenglin, are you scared? Are you scared by the Communist Party? You said that as long as I don't tell you to stop, you will keep investigating."

"Director Ye, I brought five brothers. Two were killed and two were injured. What else do you want me to do? I can't even explain to the station when I go back."

"Brother Fenglin, let's do this. I'll help you with the funeral arrangements. I'll do my best to make things better. In addition, I'll help you apply for funeral expenses, subsidies, and family pensions, etc., as much as possible.

It's more generous. I'll go to Station Commander Lu and tell him. I believe he can understand. If it weren't for the fact that the situation here is really complicated, I wouldn't have borrowed people from him, and I wouldn't have lost so many brothers. They were all loyal to the party and the country.

Yeah. Brother Fenglin, how about it?"

"But, what are you asking me to do?" Huang Fenglin looked at Ye Gongjin with a bitter face.

Ye Gongjin said softly: "Your goal is Zhang Bowei, he is still there. Brother Fenglin, keep going. Can you admit defeat? Will you admit defeat?"

Huang Fenglin thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll keep going and compete with them again."

The shrewd and alert Huang Fenglin later became a major threat to Zuo Shaoqing.


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