The next few days.

Liu Qingshan had been wandering around the police station, and he had only one purpose here, and that was to attract the attention of the Soul Prison disciples again.

Only by luring this person out again and entering their sight again can Liu Qingshan continue to move on to the next step.

For this.

Liu Qingshan rented a house alone in a hotel outside, and he couldn't reveal his real address.

Merely.

Several days passed, and Liu Qingshan didn't sense that someone was following him, which made him a little disappointed.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

During this time, Liu Qingshan was still doing another thing, that is, paying attention to the progress of the investigation of this accidental car accident.

Ten days later.

Liu Qingshan squatted at the door to the driver who was driving on the day of the accident, and he was released on bail pending trial.

Where an accidental car accident hits a person, causing casualties but there is no escape, the crime of causing a traffic accident is suspected, and as long as the requirements are met or the victim's family forgiveness is actively obtained, the relevant application may be submitted to the judicial organs.

When he saw the person who came to pick up the driver, a smile appeared on Liu Qingshan's face, casually pressed the cap on his head, and followed them quietly.

As it turned out, his guess was right.

This car accident was indeed a planned murder, and the various linkages between the two undoubtedly revealed this result.

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Night.

The outskirts of Chang'an City.

A full moon hung in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on Liu Qingshan's body, stretching his shadow very long, he lowered his body, and his steps were a little faster.

Liu Qingshan shuttled on the country road, glanced at the low houses on both sides of the road, and his eyes fell on a two-story house in the dim light, and quickly disappeared into the bushes on the edge of the house, and his spiritual perception centered on him and spread around.

Soon.

The sound in the house was clearly captured by Liu Qingshan.

Folk houses.

"Lao Li, are you still a little bit out of the way?"

The truck driver's voice was slightly confused, and he looked at the middle-aged old Li opposite with a flushed face: "We have already said it in advance, but you haven't called me this money until now, isn't it a bit unkind." ”

"Huh.."

Lao Li sneered, reached out and took a peanut, and chewed heavily: "We will fight for it for you here, anyway, the shorter you stay inside, the better." ”

"Huh. ”

The truck driver also sneered, leaned forward, and looked at him with narrow eyes: "According to what you mean, you ask someone to help me defend me, which is already very benevolent and moral?"

"Or else?"

Lao Li stretched out his hand to pick up the cigarette, lit it and took a heavy puff, and the smoke was filled: "The gold lord said to let them die, but you didn't do it alone, and you also killed other people, we can help you wipe your buttocks, it's already good." ”

"Hehe, according to what you said, I still want to say: Aren't you controlling the scene, I just need to drive into it, but they dodged, what does it have to do with me?"

The truck driver clutched the glass tightly in his right hand, and his knuckles turned white because of the force: "Now that something has happened, I will definitely go in, this money, if you don't give it to me, then I don't guarantee it, I won't say a few more words to the police." ”

"Bang!"

Lao Li slapped the table, and the wooden table top was obviously concave: "Are you threatening me? We have already taken good care of you by helping you fight for the lowest sentence." ”

The white qi machine surrounded his palm, revealing his extraordinary martial arts cultivation to the truck driver, and he warned: "You are just an ordinary person, I can slap you to death." ”

"Huh.."

The truck driver was unmoved, sneered and picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the liquor in the glass: "Do you think that if I suddenly die in my current situation, the police will not pursue it?"

Lao Li's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and said casually: "Because I killed a passerby, I couldn't afford a huge amount of compensation, I had a mental breakdown for a while, and then jumped off the building to commit suicide, what do you think of this reason?"

"Well, it's a good reason, it's very reasonable, I've seen similar news in the news before, and if this is the reason for my death, it's quite reasonable. ”

The truck driver groaned and squinted at Lao Li opposite: "It's just that if I die, the backup of our transaction process will be sent to the police soon, and then, do you think you can run away?"

"You're looking for death?"

Lao Li got up suddenly, his right hand tightly clasped the truck driver's throat, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged: "You dare to yin me?"

"Ahem.. Ahem"

The truck driver's face turned red, his eyes met Lao Li without fear, and he had a painful smile on his face.

Lao Li's face changed, and he finally let go of him.

"It's not that I'm yin you, it's that I have to keep a hand, and it turns out that I did it right. The truck driver relaxed, gulping in a big gulp: "You have to protect me, and you have to give me the money you should have given, otherwise I will definitely poke this thing out." ”

"Don't try to ask me where I'm hiding the transaction backup, I won't tell you. ”

"Grass!"

Lao Li gritted his teeth and scolded, looking at the truck driver in front of him, but he didn't have any way: "Lao Tzu will do your order, and I will lose my mother." ”

"You're losing?"

The truck driver sneered, picked up the wine bottle and filled his cup: "You can find your money master for this extra part of your payment on me, since he dares to do this kind of thing, then he must not be short of money." ”

"Hehe, do you think the money of the gold owner is so easy to pit?"

Lao Li sneered and shook his head, raised his head and drank the cup of it: "Okay, then so be it, I'll let people call you the money when I go back, I admit this deal." ”

"That's right. ”

The truck driver rubbed his head and patted his belly: "You can't miss my share of the one that should be given to me, so that everyone will be better." ”

Lao Li glanced at him deeply, patted his trouser leg and got up: "I will guard you during this time, you better be honest." ”

"Hmm..."

The truck driver shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looked at Lao Li, who turned around and went upstairs, lowered his head and continued to eat, picked up the pig's head meat in the bowl, and chewed it in a big gulp.

Suddenly.

The truck driver's mouth froze, his eyes glazed ahead, and after a few seconds, he tilted his head cautiously, and he didn't know when someone sat next to him.

A handsome face appeared in his sight, this handsome face with a faint smile on it, just looking at him like this.

A dagger was facing his neck, and the sharp blade seemed to reveal a chill, so that he did not dare to act rashly.