Go back in time.

March 14 at 22:13 p.m.

There was a knock on the door, and it rang violently in Kurio's ears.

"Open the door! Open the door! You open the door for me! Li Jie was shouting outside, because the sound was too loud, and it also caused several cars parked not far away, and issued a rapid alarm sound of "Didi Didi".

Li Xiong turned over and wanted to sleep, but he was so irritable that he couldn't sleep, even if he covered his head with a quilt, the sound outside was still in his ears, noisy, like a summer thunder, one after another, which made people panic.

"Bang bang bang!"

"If you don't open the door again, I'll smash the door with a stone!" Li Jie pounded the door roughly, and his words became more and more like a subordinate.

"Stop arguing! I'll get up! Kurio sighed and yelled at the pitch-black ceiling.

He slowly put on his clothes, struggled to get up, and slid into his wheelchair with difficulty. After turning on the lamp on the table, he took the fruit knife that lay beside a stack of papers, and then, when he had tucked it properly into his sleeve, he turned the rim and slowly moved it out.

"Smack!" The living room lights are on.

"Crunch!" The gates also opened.

Li Xiong glanced coldly at this blood brother and close relative, but his eyes were so cold that there was no temperature at all, colder than looking at strangers, colder than looking at dead people.

He turned his wheelchair, and Li Jie followed.

There was no one outside, but many neighbors were watching through the cracks in the curtains and doors.

Li Jie came in on crutches, full of alcohol, limping again, with a thick plaster and gauze tied to one leg, no matter how he looked at it, he was not decent, and his walking speed was not much faster than Li Xiong.

After a slight pause, he stretched out his head and poked his head again, glanced at the rooms on the left and right, and Li Jie immediately closed the door: "You are still the same!" How's the book going on? Still no publisher cares about you, right? ”

"What's wrong with your legs?" Kurio spun around, interrupting his sarcasm with a cold expression.

"It's not Li Chen's* who did it!" Li Jie smiled hatefully.

"Respect your mouth! Li Chen, she is also your niece! Li Xiong suddenly sneered again, clenched his sleeves, and was furious.

"She's embarrassed to be my niece?! Just because she, my legs are broken! Li Jie laughed back, and suddenly his eyes turned red, pointing to his injured leg and yelling.

Also, if one leg is broken, who can express it?

Li Xiong couldn't express his feelings himself, so he frowned: "Who interrupted?" What happened to Lichen? You make it clear! ”

Li Jie laughed angrily again, with a treacherous feeling all over his body, but he didn't speak, but first found a place, sat down, and then said, "Where did Li Chen and her man go?" You tell me, I won't do anything to you! ”

"What the hell are you up to again?!" Li Xiong rebuked.

I can't see the slightest warmth anymore.

Getting so close, from his brother's eyes, Li Jie didn't notice this until now.

He was stunned when he landed, and then ...... He laughed coldly, "It's nothing."

"I just want to ......" Before the words fell, Li Jie, who was disabled, stood up and covered Li Xiong's mouth and nose with a wet and soft towel.

"Hmm...... Well...... Well......" Li Xiong immediately began to struggle, wanting to tear Li Jie's hand away, but he couldn't pull it off, his neck was red and tendonic, and he didn't have half the strength! Here is ether, a medical general anesthetic, acute inhalation of a large amount, not only can make people sleepy, once the amount is not well controlled, it can suffocate and kill! From the moment he let him in, bewitched by his drunken body, it was doomed, and he couldn't escape.

"It's useless to be a scholar!"

"Brother!"

"Racking my brains to write something that worries about the country and the people, and trying my best to remind this society that there are fewer detours in both economy and morality, and what is the result? It is useless for those who have no strength to see it, and those who have strength either cannot see it, or if they see it, they should not see it! ”

"Do you think every day about alerting the world, cynicism, and usefulness? Look at you, now, when you have no money, no name, no power, and you are like a dead dog, who will pity you?! ”

The ridicule became harder and harder, and the strength of his hands became stronger and stronger, and it didn't take long for Li Jie to smile and see his waste brother, hanging his arm weakly and passing out.

He smiled and gasped again, and then he used his mobile phone to send a text message that had already been set up, and then rummaged through the cabinets in the house......

Ten minutes later.

An ambulance stopped in front of Li's house.

A group of mermaids rushed in, and soon carried away Li Xiong and picked up Li Jie.

Except for Li Jie, everyone who came was wearing masks and white coats, so no one knew that these people were all pre-designed. Those neighbors who hid in the cracks of the door and lifted the curtains to watch the bustle, no one thought that this was actually a premeditated kidnapping!

……

……

Time returned to normal.

March 19 at 7:52 a.m.

Next to the ambulance, which was burned to the point that only the iron shell remained.

Guo Lu and they left in a van, and there were passing cars gathered here and called the police, so at this moment, there were already people in a circle here. The cordon is pulled, the police are guarded, or they are taking samples everywhere, looking for traces, collecting corpses, and there is no shortage of people in the vestment and identification department, searching everywhere.

Chen Xiaoyi's bloodstains were secretly cleared by Guo Lu, but there was still some kind of different clue left in it.

Because at a certain moment, when an appraisal officer approached the wreckage of the ambulance with a special instrument, a string of red lights suddenly appeared on the display screen of the instrument: "Lingzi remained!" The model number cannot be determined! ”

……

……

this day.

On a piece of land adjacent to the county on the outskirts of Wuhan City, in an abandoned factory.

Blindfolded, his face was ashen, and he was tied to a rusty machine, sitting in a basket, completely devoid of vitality, and even a little bit of spirit.

The factory is divided into three floors, full of iron frames, mixers, ventilation pipes, conveyor belts and other equipment, although none of them are shiny, but they are all solid, and most of them are huge, which can be Tibetans.

There was no one guarding him, but there were at least five cameras watching the same place at the same time. The general control of the surveillance is a hundred meters outside the factory, in a shed on the edge of the farmland.

Guarding the surveillance are three gangster-looking guys.

At 9:11, a man pushed the door and entered.

"People haven't come back yet?" He asked.

"No, the fairy tiger and a few of them have all lost contact." One of the thugs shook his head and replied with a solemn expression.

"I'm afraid something happened and I can't come." The answer from the other thug was even more pessimistic.

But I didn't want ......

As soon as these responses came out, a voice sounded above their heads that they had never heard before:

"Who says it can't come? I came early. ”

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