Wang Jian and Zhou Ziju shook hands and reconciled, but the middle-aged man was depressed, and the black-suited thugs were scattered, originally wanting to rescue Wang Qian, and then owed a favor, what would happen to trouble people in the future.

Now this society is a society of personal affection, and if there is no affection to do it, he will be beaten up, and the middle-aged man looks up at the starry sky and only feels that life is teasing him.

"Two drinks tonight?" Wang Jian invited Zhou Zijudao.

"No, I haven't driven fast for a long time, my muscles are sore, go back and have a good rest, maybe I can dream of taking on a big case. Zhou Ziju refused with a smile.

Although he smiled and shook hands and made peace, he felt a little bit of a diaphragm in his heart, and it was not natural to sit down to eat, Wang Jian also understood this truth, he was bloody before, but in a blink of an eye, he was reconciled as before, and anyone would be unnatural, and he would no longer keep it.

When Zhou Ziju came, he came in Zhu Xin'er's sports car, and Zhu Xin'er was angry just now, he could only drip back, Wang Jian saw that he took out his mobile phone and was tinkering with something, and instantly understood and made an invitation: "Why don't you make my car?"

Wang Qian's invitation, Zhou Ziju did not refuse, if he refused at this time, it would be too much, he smiled and agreed.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was very interested in leaving with a group of subordinates to deal with the aftermath, as for the result of the game, since he had no opinion, he was even less qualified to intervene and add to the problem.

"Ah, there's someone!!"

An earth-shattering scream sounded, everyone in the radius heard this voice, and Zhou Ziju, who was about to get into the car, put down his feet and listened intently to the location of the sound, his face was solemn.

He had a bad premonition, Wang Jian saw that his face was solemn, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I had a bad feeling that something bad might have happened. Zhou Ziju said solemnly.

"Although this is an underground racing track, this is also a safe zone, who dares to make trouble here?"

Wang Jian laughed softly, he thought that Zhou Ziju was making a fuss and being alarmist, to some extent, this is his territory, because he is one of the shareholders of underground racing, and he can get a large amount of dividends every year, but he is the identity of a shareholder, except for those few who know, no one else knows, and the middle-aged man only guesses out of thin air and does not know his identity.

"No, my sixth sense tells me that something must have happened, Wang Shao go back first, I'll go over and take a look. Zhou Ziju casually said to Wang Jian and followed the voice.

Hearing Zhou Ziju say this, it aroused Wang Qian's curiosity, and told the driver to let him wait here, and he would go back after seeing what happened.

"What's wrong?"

When Zhou Ziju arrived at the scene, he saw a short-haired woman wearing a silver off-the-shoulder dress and a small black bag squatting next to the highway with a pale face and empty eyes, as if all thoughts were empty.

He ...... He...... Dead ......"

When the short-haired woman turned her head, Zhou Ziju was startled, because she cried so hard, her makeup was crying, and her tears flowed down, and the two thin black and black pink lines made her look like a Halloween scary costume, strange and scary.

"What died?"

Zhou Ziju looked at the makeup on her face and was a little panicked, how could she feel a little weird when she saw such a woman in the middle of the night.

"My friend is gone, he's been killed, and he's bleeding a lot......," the short-haired woman cried again as she spoke.

Zhou Ziju stared at him for a long time, his face froze, sure enough, something big happened, there was a murder here, it was not clear whether he killed or murdered, he needed to see the injuries on the deceased's body to have a preliminary judgment.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Wang Jian also arrived at this time.

"Someone was killed, and it's not clear how the injuries on the deceased's body were caused. ”

Zhou Ziju squatted down and looked at the fat man with a beard and a bloated body, and there were a lot of blood stains on his face.

"This must be killed, ordinary revenge, you see he is wearing a racing suit, it means that he is here to participate in the competition, it is okay during the competition, he hangs up after the competition, it is clear that he is seeking revenge, what's the matter, does this guy have anything to do with you?" Wang Jian looked at the blood stains on the bearded man's face and gave a judgment.

"No, this blood is not his, it should be someone else's. Zhou Ziju touched a little blood stain with his hand and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, the smell was a little fishy and a little weird, this smell couldn't be said.

"It's not his, so where did this blood come from? It can't be that he killed someone and then exhausted himself to death, right?" Wang Jian said with a smile.

"It's possible, you see that his lips are purple, it's very likely that he has had a heart attack, Wang Shao, your inference may be true. Zhou Ziju raised his head and looked at him.

"What the hell, I'm guessing randomly, you think I'm Detective Sherlock Holmes?" Wang Jian waved his hand, feeling that Zhou Ziju's judgment was too casual.

"The smell of sweat on his body is very heavy, he should have had a very strenuous exercise before he died, what is the relationship between the two of you?" Zhou Ziju moved his nose and sniffed on his clothes, and there was a faint smell of perfume, this smell was a little familiar, as if he had smelled it on someone.

By the way, it's Zhu Xin'er, he smelled this perfume on Zhu Xin'er, as if she had been using this perfume, thinking of Zhu Xin'er, I don't know why Zhou Ziju felt inexplicably heartbroken, was it too much just now?

"What kind of sport? you can't be that, right?" Wang Jian raised his eyebrows very clearly and said I understand.

"Not necessarily, it could be because the deceased had a heart attack, and racing is a heart-pounding sport, and it is also very possible to have a heart attack and die because of the speed. Zhou Ziju guessed.

"Hey, whatever, you don't know him, besides, isn't it all about dealing with dead people or something?"

For the dead, Wang Jian doesn't want to mess with it at all, he thinks it's an unfortunate thing, and if he gets involved, he will have bad luck, just like Conan, wherever he goes, people die.

"What do you think will happen to the strip when he comes to this place, and don't forget that we're still in the underground racetrack. Zhou Ziju asked.

"Uh......"

He ignored this problem, and at this time he realized that the person died in the underground racing track, and the contestants and spectators had not left.

"Then just throw the stinky ditch directly, anyway, we didn't kill it, no matter how you look for it, you can't find us, you have a clear conscience." Wang Jian is still very confident in this point.

"That's even worse, it will make Tiaozi think that we have a ghost in our hearts, and the indiscriminate use of the crime scene itself is a crime that is not big or small, and we can't ask for trouble. Zhou Ziju said.

"Then what should I do? I can't call the police, I can't dispose of the corpse, is it possible to let him be exposed to the sun like this until he is mummified and sent to the pyramid as a specimen?" Wang Jian said irritably.