Lin Kun took Li Hai out of the police station. Before leaving, he took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes and gave them to the old man guarding the morgue. The old man refused immediately. Lin Kun smiled and said: "Sir, this ordinary person comes in to see the corpse.
There is a time limit for that. You let me, my little brother, stay in there for so long today. This pack of cigarettes doesn’t cost much, it’s just a thought.”
The old man sighed and said: "Well, I just feel that this child is so pitiful. And I heard what you said about their brother and sister. The dead girl is even more pitiful. At my age, life and death are very difficult.
I’m also looking down on it, but I can’t look down on such a miserable child.”
Lin Kun finally forced him to leave it to the old man. He drove with Li Hai for a while and stopped at a restaurant. The two of them had three dishes and a bottle of wine. Li Hai looked indifferent and confused.
Sit opposite.
Lin Kun picked up the small wine bottle and shook it in front of him, "This wine is for you. If you can drink it, just drink it. If you can't, forget it."
Without saying anything, Li Hai took the small flask and started drinking.
Lin Kun didn't stop him. Li Hai's mood at this time could only be slightly diluted by wine. The deep sadness almost broke his young back.
While Li Hai was drinking, Lin Kun picked up his cell phone and called Bazhi, "Hey, Lao Ba, are you and Yongzi together? Is everything okay?"
You could hear Bazhi yawning and saying, "Everything is normal. Nothing happened. Yongzi is staying outside. I'll sleep in the house for a while."
Lin Kun said: "Cheer up and ensure Mr. Mu's safety."
Eight Fingers said: "Don't worry, if you want to cause trouble in front of me, Eight Fingers, unless that person has eight arms."
After hanging up the phone, Li Hai had already finished the small pot of wine. He raised his eyes full of turbid bloodshot eyes and looked at Lin Kun, "Brother Lin, can I still..."
He may have wanted to ask for another small pot, but before he could finish his words, he immediately fell down on the table with a bang. He was a student and had never drank before. He was so anxious when he drank just now. It was strange that he was not drunk.
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Lin Kun ordered another bottle of wine, ate the side dishes alone, and ate slowly. He was really hungry after running outside all day.
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At the Hyatt Hotel, Li Yong was sitting on a bench in the corridor playing with his mobile phone. The elevator door dinged open. He didn't pay much attention to it. After yawning, he continued to click on his mobile phone crazily in the game.
Fight.
A gust of fragrant wind drifted past him, accompanied by the sound of high heels. He instinctively raised his head and took a look, only to see a man and a woman walking side by side. The woman's back was enchanting, twirling her two big buttocks, and her figure was very proportional.
He is hot. The man has a well-proportioned figure and is neatly dressed. At first glance, he looks like a successful person and a young and talented man.
Li Yong was watching when a strong smell of tobacco suddenly hit his eyes. He couldn't help but cough. He turned around and saw an old man with wrinkles on his face, smiling at him with squinted eyes.
.
This old man was short in stature and had an indescribably strange appearance. The wrinkles on his face were piled together, giving him an indescribably uneasy feeling.
"Young man..."
The old man spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "What game are you playing?"
The old man's sudden words made Li Yong a little confused. He looked at his phone, then raised his head and looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man, do you also play games?"
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, but I only play one kind of game, but it's much more fun than yours. You just look so childish."
Li Yong was immediately unconvinced. The game he was playing was the most popular game in China nowadays. How could there be anything more fun than this game?
Li Yong immediately asked: "Old man, what kind of game are you playing? Why haven't I heard of anything more fun than mine?"
The old man chuckled, his voice a little sinister, "I'm playing... it's a killing game." As he said that, one of his hands suddenly reached over.
Li Yong instinctively looked down, his heart suddenly felt cold, and a layer of cold sweat oozed out on his forehead. He saw that the old man was holding a bright dagger in his hand, and he pierced his chest. The distance was too close.
, if it is really stabbed, the heart will stop beating immediately.
In desperation, Li Yong hurriedly turned his whole body backwards. With a hissing sound, Li Yong fell from the sofa to the ground, but he still did not escape his stomach, which opened a long hole.
Long mouth.
Li Yong knew that someone was coming to threaten Mu Zhengren's safety. After landing, he immediately jumped up and shouted towards the room where Bizhi lived. As a result, the sharp dagger in the old man's hand was pointed directly at him.
His lips came across, but he didn't say a word and hurriedly avoided it.
The dagger in the old man's hand struck at all the vital points on Li Yong's body. The speed was surprisingly fast and the angle was surprisingly tricky.
At this time, Li Yong could only dodge in a panic, but he had no chance to fight back. He didn't even have time to shout loudly and raise his eight fingers.
The old man kept holding his hands, and the smile on his face became more and more sinister. His voice sounded like the sound of sand grinding on the floor, and he said sinisterly: "Young man is not bad. I have a few moments. It's a pity that you met him today."
Now that I have lost sight of the Smiling Ghost Buddha, I have to go see the Lord of Hell."
"I'm going to fuck you!"
Li Yong quickly took two steps back and cursed angrily. He had never heard of the Smiling Ghost Buddha, but he knew in his heart that this old man was not simple.
"Bago, there is an assassin!" Li Yong shouted again, and his voice echoed in the corridor. At the same time as he shouted, he saw the man and woman who had just walked past, standing at the door of Mu Zhengren's room, knocking on the door.
Li Yong immediately shouted again: "Mr. Mu, don't open the door!"
Swish…
The old man killed him quickly with two knives. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his figure was like an arrow. In a short moment, he came to Li Yong's body, and then the white dagger pierced into Li Yong's ribs with a pop.
Down.
Li Yong was distracted by shouting at the critical moment. Otherwise, although the old man was fast, he could not be hurt so easily. After all, he had been in the Northern Xinjiang Military Region and had never entered the Wolf Fang Corps, but his skills
There are still some.
After the old man stabbed him, he was about to pull out the knife. Unexpectedly, Li Yong gritted his teeth, grabbed the old man's hand with both hands, and then suddenly kicked the old man in the lower abdomen.