XXXVIII. Murder suspects

At that moment, there was a loud alarm outside, followed by a series of sudden braking, and dense footsteps......

Then, a voice floated into Zhen Shuai's ears: "Little brother, stop." It's the armed forces coming from outside, and it's going to make a big fuss, but it's not going to end well. ”

Zhen Shuai was stunned when he heard it, and hurriedly looked around, but he couldn't find the person who "passed the message" to him, and he was also shocked in his heart, it seems that he has to work harder to learn kung fu.

However, listening to this person's tone, kindness is the majority. Even if he didn't come to help himself, he shouldn't be on the side of the bad cops.

Zhen Shuai let go of his clenched fists and glared at the policemen fiercely, then turned around, barely squeezed out a smile, and walked slowly towards his mother. No matter what happens in a moment, he wants to protect his family and friends as much as possible.

The footsteps advanced quickly, and after a short time, they came to the security checkpoint, and sure enough, it was a heavily armed force, there were quite a few people, and it looked black and oppressive. Not only did they all wear helmets and masks, but the guys in their hands were many grades higher than the previous batch of policemen in terms of specifications and firepower.

After this force arrived, it was the first to divide one group to maintain martial law and order outside the security checkpoint, and the rest ran directly to Zhen Shuai's side and surrounded everyone, including those who were watching the excitement.

After the siege, they began to confiscate: the guns of the police, the cell phones and cameras of the onlookers, and the contraband on the people who caused the incident.

Not to mention, these guys really have a lot of contraband, in addition to the handcuffs they just saw, there are also pistols and electric shockers, and even forged police badges. Moreover, they were very resistant to disarming, because they could not speak, and their actions looked like they were resisting, and as a result, the soldiers who passed by, with the butts of their guns, severely struck them in the wounds......

Surprisingly, these soldiers did not "harass" Zhen Shuai and others, and no one even answered the mobile phone that Meng Feifei took the initiative to hand.

Just when everyone couldn't figure out the situation, a dry and thin little old man walked in from outside. He didn't get too close, and when he saw everyone, he stopped, then took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, squinted for a while, and then swept around the crowd, and finally stopped his eyes on Zhen Shuai.

The thin old man beckoned to Zhen Shuai and motioned for him to come over.

In this case, Zhen Shuai was willing to leave his family easily, and was hesitating whether to go over, when the previous voice came from his ear: "It's okay, go over, he will help you solve the crisis in front of you." ”

Although Zhen Shuai has a good impression of the mysterious person, how dare he act rashly in such a big matter, so he couldn't help but look back at his mother and Meng Feifei.

The mysterious voice sounded again, and he sighed: "Don't worry about your family, even if you don't worry about me, you should always believe in black and white." ”

Yes, there is also black and white impermanence, although they have been laid off, it is not a problem to deal with a few mortals.

Zhen Shuai was relieved, tried to be calm, and walked over to the old man.

The thin old man showed an approving expression on his face, nodded slightly, but did not speak, and when Zhen Shuai approached, he turned around directly, put his hands behind his back, and took Zhen Shuai to an independent small single room that had been vacated.

The room was not large, but there were three chairs, which I think had just moved in from somewhere else.

The old man first chose a place to sit down, and then motioned for Zhen Shuai to also sit down opposite, and then spoke: "This classmate, I have already given you enough face." Let's discuss how to solve this matter in front of us. ”

Zhen Shuai didn't understand what he meant, frowned and glanced at him, and stopped talking.

Seeing his appearance, the little old man smiled, motioned for Zhen Shuai to stick his head over, and whispered in his ear: "Those people who were just disabled by you, the first group is plainclothes, and the second group is the police, they are here to arrest the suspects." ”

"Suspect?" Zhen Shuai was taken aback, his body retreated, and he was about to shout, but he saw the little old man stretch out his finger and make a silent gesture to him: "Be quiet, if you let others hear it, this matter will not be easy to do." ”

Zhen Shuai nodded and motioned for the old man to continue.

"Last night, there was a murder in the city, the deceased's surname was Liu, he was a habitual thief, nicknamed Scar Liu", speaking of this, the little old man deliberately paused, and saw that Zhen Shuai's face had not changed much, so he continued to lower his voice and said: "The case handlers, in the throat of the deceased, found a ball of paper, which was a copy of the ID card, and the person's surname was Zhang. ”

The old man didn't say his name, but the hint was obvious, it was a copy of Zhang Ming's ID card.

In other words, the people who were disabled by Zhen Shuai were not bad people, they identified Zhang Ming as a suspect based on the evidence left at the scene of the crime, and found and arrested him through the ID card he showed at the security checkpoint. What Zhen Shuai did was to attack law enforcement officers, and in a sense, it was also a crime.

Needless to say, this must be a good thing for Chen Yuanyuan. She has not only obtained Zhang Ming's ID card, but she is also the person most likely to kill Scar Liu. No wonder she stole her ID card and returned it, it turned out that she had planned to set up a blame.

While Zhen Shuai figured out these links, he was also very confused. Since Zhang Ming is Wu Sangui, whom Chen Yuanyuan has been waiting for for more than 300 years, what reason does she have to harm him? Moreover, before harming him, she even deliberately came over to get together for one night.

The old man saw that Zhen Shuai's face was cloudy, so he asked tentatively: "So, do you know Scar Liu?"

Zhen Shuai was thinking about things with his head down, neither admitting nor denying it.

The old man blinked, then smiled and asked, "You don't, you even know who the murderer is, right?"

Zhen Shuai hummed softly and continued to lower his head.

The old man didn't expect this unexpected discovery, and hurriedly asked, "Who is the murderer, can you tell me?"

"Of course you can, but", Zhen Shuai sighed, "You can't find this person at all." ”

"Who? The little old man's eyes lit up.

"Chen Yuanyuan!"

"Do you have more detailed information, such as phone number, address, ID number, or photograph or anything like that? ”

Zhen Shuai smiled bitterly: "Don't you know who Chen Yuanyuan is?"

"How would I know", the old man was stunned, "there are many people with the same name and surname." ”

"Then, Wu Sangui, you know, right?"

"I know, it's that ......" The old man was stunned, and then a cloud of black gas rose on his face, and he said coldly, "You don't mean that the murderer is the Chen Yuanyuan more than three hundred years ago." ”

Zhen Shuai also knew that there was no way to explain this kind of thing, so he simply said: "Believe it or not!"

"You stinky boy, dare to fool me!" the old man stood up, and was about to get angry, when his mobile phone rang, and it was a text message reminder.

The old man took out his mobile phone, read the text messages, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange, and he stayed there.

After standing for a few more moments, the anger on the old man's face gradually disappeared, and then he sat down again, and said in a very reluctant tone, "Now, we have something we want to ask for your help." As long as you agree to cooperate, we can not be held accountable for your previous assault and exclude your father from the homicide investigation. How?"

"Help?" Zhen Shuai raised his head, looking confused, "How can I help you?"

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Someone else is coming.