Through the fierce flames, Ye Han and the others clearly saw that the burning house was full of new grain that had not yet had time to be threshed, and bundles of grain were either charred or red, and the rolling heat wave was coming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The raging flames devoured the dead bodies in an instant, and the limbs of several corpses suddenly twisted and danced in the flames, causing the three of them to take a step back in unison.

A corpse suddenly sat up, twitching like a puppet that could not help itself, half of its head being swept off by a bullet, sometimes rushing forward and sometimes facing backwards, looking like an electrocuted snake.

Huya swallowed in horror: "Ye Pai...... Blow up, blow up the corpse! ”

The veteran glared at Huya with disdain: "What are you afraid of, this is a fire, not a corpse, and you kid is not a recruit, why are you still superstitious?"

Huya looked at Ye Han suspiciously, Ye Han nodded: "The veteran is right."

"How is that possible?" Huya still wouldn't believe it.

Ye Han explained: "After a person dies, the nerve cells are still alive, and there will be a stress response when stimulated by the outside world, which is almost the same as an instinctive reaction."

Huya was still a little skeptical, but seeing what Ye Han said, he finally believed it a little in his heart.

Believe in it, seeing the moving corpses, Huya's heart still inevitably felt a chill: "Ye Pai, let's go quickly!"

"Look at your little bit of breath!" The veteran laughed and scolded with hatred.

Huya laughed dryly, and his weak gaze wandered around.

Ye Han's gaze swept over the skyrocketing fire, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes: "Let's go." With that, he turned around and walked towards the armored car.

He is not a real policeman, he has no extra energy, and he does not have the ability to find out what kind of conflict Zhao Hongwei had with these people just by relying on clues.

Huya walked a few steps to overtake Ye Han, and was the first to jump into the armored car, this ghost place, he didn't want to stay longer for a second.

The veteran followed Ye Han and said softly: "Ye Pai, do we need to look for it again?" What if there are still people in the village? ”

Ye Han thought for a while and said: "No, it should come out, we can come out without looking for it, and if we don't want to come out, we can't find it."

A full set of military uniforms and armored vehicles, the long eyes can see the identity of the three of them, if there are still people in the village but refuse to come out, eighty percent are Zhao Hongwei's accomplices.

The corrosive heat had already destroyed the nerves of the corpses, and the chaotic corpses finally calmed down, and the armored car parked not far away started its engine and went straight through the village.

At the other end of the village, Ye Han and the others found a silver-gray sedan with four doors wide open and seven or eight bullet holes in the body.

"Stop, I'll go down and have a look." Ye Han said suddenly.

"See what?" The veteran asked.

"I think this car might be that guy's." Ye Han picked up his rifle as he spoke, and jumped out of the car with a short body.

The silver-gray sedan was empty, there was nothing in the front seat, and a shriveled backpack was thrown in the back seat.

Ye Han casually lifted the north bag out of the car, tore open the zipper of the backpack, reached out and touched it, and took out a dirty camouflage shirt from the bag, and there were two thin bars representing the senior soldier on the collar.

Ye Han's face changed, and he simply turned the backpack upside down and shook it vigorously, and a pair of pants fell out of the bag, as well as a few compressed biscuits and two magazines full of bullets.

He put away the magazine first, then picked up the shirt and touched it carefully, his fingertips touched a square the size of a bank card, Ye Han took out the thing and looked at it, sure enough, it was the army's green soldier card.

Flipping through the soldier's card, Zhao Hongwei's photo was pasted on the card.

Ye Han dropped his soldier card and scratched his hair in annoyance.

"Ye Pai, what are you looking for?"

"Soldier's card, that kid is not only a murderer, but also a deserter." Ye Han said coldly.

"Mom. Target! The veteran is not angry, "Net to our soldiers!" ”

Ye Han stuffed the soldier's card into his pocket, threw his clothes back into the car, and turned around and walked towards the armored car.

At this time, the veteran suddenly shouted: "Ye Pai, the car is moving!" ”

"What?" Ye Han suddenly turned around and stared at the car with wide eyes.

Ye Han waited patiently for a while, but the sedan remained motionless, and he was puzzled: "Veteran, are you mistaken?" ”

"Absolutely not!" The veteran replied affirmatively, simply lifted the roof and jumped out of the car, standing beside Ye Han and looking at the car together.

Ye Han looked left and right, his eyes slowly fell on the trunk of the car, first loaded the rifle on the top, and then cautiously approached the car, grabbed the trunk lever and lifted it up.

There was a soft click, the trunk lid of the sedan slowly cocked, and an inaudible whining sound penetrated Ye Han's ears.

Ye Han cautiously turned around and saw that there was actually a soldier in the trunk whose hands, feet, and mouth were tied with duct tape.

When the soldier saw Ye Han's military uniform, his eyes immediately shot a hopeful light.

Ye Han let out a sigh, re-lowered the muzzle, and reached out to tear off the tape from the soldier's mouth: "Name, number!" ”

The soldier in the trunk replied weakly: "Liu Erzhu, the senior soldier of the Bainan Battalion!" ”

"Bai Nanying's? Why are people jammed in the ass? The veteran asked curiously.

Liu Erzhu showed a wry smile: "Squad leader, can you untie me first and then ask?" ”

The veteran looked at Ye Han and saw Ye Han nodding, so he reached out and pulled the tape on Liu Erzhu's body.

The veteran pulled out the knife in a fit of rage, cut the tape with a slight stroke, divided it by two, and let go of Liu Erzhu's hands and feet.

Liu Erzhu wanted to get up, but he tried twice but failed, and the veteran couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

"My hands and feet are numb, and I don't listen to the call." Liu Erzhu said miserably.

"I'm really scared of you." The veteran detective helped Liu Erzhu up and let him sit in the trunk slowly.

Liu Erzhu pleaded embarrassedly while moving his blood-blocked arm: "Chief, squad leader, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Ye Han took out a compressed biscuit from his trouser pocket, tore open the package and handed it over.

Liu Erzhu grabbed the compressed biscuit with a hand that only recovered a little, took a big bite, shook off his cheeks and munched on it, as if he was not eating compressed biscuits, but sea cucumber and abalone.

Compressed biscuits are dry and hard, when you bite your teeth, when you swallow your mouth, people with bad teeth eat like desperately, this kid bites off a large piece in one bite, and the roots of Ye Han's teeth hurt.

Liu Erzhu's anxious appearance of a hungry ghost reincarnated made Ye Han sigh, and turned around and shouted at the armored car: "Huya, water!" ”

"Great!" Huya lifted the lid and threw a bottle of mineral water at the veteran.

The veteran didn't have time to react and didn't catch the bottle of water, so he gestured thumbs down to Huya, picked up the mineral water, twisted the lid and handed it to Liu Erzhu.