At the same time, a bungalow on the outskirts of City C has been quietly fenced off by the police, and the commander-in-chief of this operation is Guo Yang's senior brother Feng Qing, who glanced at the time, nodded to the arrest team, and gave the order to start the operation.

After getting the evidence from Guo Yang's hands, the first thing Feng Qing did was to report it to his superiors, this time the matter went exceptionally smoothly, and an order came from the province that afternoon, and the provincial public security department took the lead in setting up a special task force, and the deputy leader was the director of the C City Public Security Bureau, but he was only responsible for the rear command, and the specific implementation of the action was handled by Feng Qing.

This result made Feng Qing overjoyed, he knew that the operation he led was already silently supported by others. Otherwise, it would not be my turn to have a deputy bureau to be responsible for the arrest.

As long as this operation goes smoothly and he shows his face in front of the higher authorities, it seems that it won't be long before his position can be moved up again.

As soon as Feng Qing received the order from his superiors, he ordered the arrest of Zhang Hui, an employee of the chemical plant, according to the evidence in his hand, but he never wanted to make a fuss in the dormitory building, and the other person was no longer there.

Feng Qing, who learned the news, was afraid that Zhang Hui would abscond, so he hurriedly ordered to set up control at the railway station and the main line out of the city.

Feng Qing, who received the news, took people as soon as possible and brought the entire village into the scope of control, and now the house where Zhang Hui lives and the main road out of the village have been blocked by the police in three layers and three layers outside, according to Feng Qing's original words, that is, to ensure that not a single fly can fly out.

After receiving Feng Qing's order, the arrest team began to cautiously touch Zhang Hui's residence, watching the actions of the arrest team, Feng Qing always had some faint worries in his heart.

He had learned from the proprietress of the shop that the people in this room had only moved in a few days ago, and he had never seen him come out except for the day he first came, when he had bought some instant noodles and ham sausages from the small shop to eat.

And the things he bought were not enough for a young man to eat for so long, unless he brought food himself, otherwise he would have eaten all the things he bought from the commissary.

If Zhang Hui had come out during the period, this small shop was opposite him, because the village was very small, there were only two places where he could buy things, and the other one was at the other end of the village, he should not be willing to go far, and he couldn't avoid the eyes of the proprietress in the shop opposite.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing's mood was a little anxious, and the ominous premonition in his heart became heavier and heavier. He watched the arrest team climb over the wall and enter, then gently opened the courtyard door from the inside, and then the other team members who were waiting outside rushed in and rushed into the house where Zhang Hui lived.

Watching the arrest team rush in, Feng Qing clutched the walkie-talkie, and looked at the direction of Zhang Hui's residence with some nervousness, according to common sense, such an action, the arrest team should reply to himself as soon as he rushed into the room, but for some reason, a few minutes have passed this time, and there is still silence on the walkie-talkie.

Feng Qing, who couldn't bear it a little, hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Arrest team, arrest team, if you have encountered an accident! Report the situation in the house immediately!"

As soon as Feng Qing's voice fell, there was a burst of interference on the walkie-talkie, and then he listened to the leader of the arrest team, and replied with some hesitation: "Feng Bureau, come and take a look, suspect...... It seems to have committed suicide. ”

Hearing the slightly hesitant reply of the arrest team, Feng Qing was stunned, as if what did it mean to commit suicide? But the ominous premonition in his heart became a reality, and he couldn't help thinking about it, Feng Qing hurriedly threw down the walkie-talkie in his hand and ran towards Zhang Hui's residence.

Zhang Hui is the direct perpetrator of the bombing, without his confession, how can he convict the suspect behind him, Feng Qing kept thinking in his heart, and rushed all the way into the small courtyard, since he became a leader, he has rarely lost his temper like this.

When I ran into the yard, I saw that many members of the arrest team had already come out, some were retching on the wall, and some were silently smoking cigarettes in the corner of the side.

Feng Qing, who was puzzled, walked into the house where Zhang Hui lived, because of the previous run, Feng Qing, who was panting heavily, didn't have time to speak, only felt a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of food corruption, which suddenly blocked his throat and made him feel suffocated.

A burst of gold stars flashed in his eyes, Feng Qing saw the scene in the house clearly, and he immediately understood why the arrest team hesitated, the scene in this room can be described as tragic, even the slaughterhouse.

I saw piles of domestic garbage placed everywhere in the house, which had long been rotten and deteriorate, emitting bursts of peculiar smells. The walls of the house were covered with crooked characters written in blood, and the blood stains had dried up and turned into soy sauce-like eyes, but they still exuded a strong fishy smell.

"I was wrong" "Please don't look for me"...... Following the blood writing on the wall, Feng Qing found Zhang Hui who was curled up in the corner, it seemed that he had been dead for a long time, his eyes were wide open in horror, revealing a stream of dead ashes, his mouth was slightly open, and it seemed that he could still vaguely hear the wail he made before he died.

There was a huge wound on Zhang Hui's wrist, the skin and flesh were turned out and gray, and there was no trace of blood, it seemed that the blood on his body had flowed out, and the blood on the wall came from this wound.

If it weren't for the fact that the weather has been relatively low in the past few days, and the blood in his whole body has been drained, I am afraid that he would be like that pile of garbage now, rotten and stinky.

Feng Qing looked around the room, feeling irritated for a while, he came to the leader of the arrest team who was stunned, and reprimanded softly: "What are you doing here! Why don't you quickly block the scene, notify the criminal investigation and let the forensic doctor do the autopsy! It's not the first day to be a policeman, look at you like this!"

The leader of the arrest team was shocked by Feng Qing's words, and after hearing Feng Qing's instructions clearly, he hurriedly said yes, and then left the house as if he had fled.

This kind of tragic scene, even Feng Qing, who was born in criminal investigation, has not seen it a few times, and it is no wonder that the leader of the arrest team will be stunned, out of the professional habits of criminal investigation, Feng Qing lightly covered his snort, and began to carefully look at the surrounding environment, and suddenly he noticed that the quilt on Zhang Hui's bed seemed to be a little out of place with the environment of the scene.

The environment here is too chaotic, and the quilt on the bed is spread flat on it, how do you look at it, how do you feel a little dazzling, Feng Qing, who was puzzled, took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, put them on his hand and pinched the corner of the quilt and lifted it.

A piece of red was revealed under the quilt, which immediately stunned Feng Qing, only to see that under Zhang Hui's quilt, the hundred-yuan bills were either stacked in piles or scattered, and the beds were all over. Seeing this scene, Feng Qing hurriedly shouted loudly outside: "Inform the criminal investigator to bring a money counter when you come!"

According to Feng Qing's previous investigation of Zhang Hui, his background is very simple, he is just an ordinary worker, and his monthly salary is only 1,000 yuan.

Thinking of the recordings on the two tapes he had heard before, Feng Qing suddenly realized, it seemed that this was Zhang Hui's reward for helping Zhao San do things, thinking of this, Feng Qing glanced back, Zhang Hui, who had turned into a corpse and was huddled in the corner, shook his head and sighed: "People die for money, and birds die for food." ”

No one can say what happened to Zhang Hui at the last moment of his life, but from the tragic scene full of houses, it is not difficult to see that he must have suffered great psychological pressure in the end.