The wind doesn't necessarily blow away the fog, and the fog doesn't necessarily dissipate because of the wind.

In order to make sure that the scene was made, I didn't leave the ruins again, and I didn't intend to speculate whether Pei Di had killed someone and ran in which direction. I don't think there's any need to alarm the villagers around me, even the old farmer in the nearest house across the ruins. The whole thing is beyond my control and judgment alone, and waiting for the police is perhaps the wisest option.

A few hours later, the night was deep, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the bright moon hung like a lamp in the sky. It was as if I had fallen asleep at night, except for me to stand by the ruins wall. I slowly took a puff of my cigarette and flicked the soot off my fingertips, recalling everything that had just happened in my mind.

"You reported the crime?" A bright light shot through the flashlight into my eyes, and a rough accent and steady footsteps approached me.

I leaned against the corner of the wall outside the ruins, one hand blocking out the glare and the other hand extinguishing the smoke from my fingertips, "Well, it's me." ”

"Where's the person?" Next to the uniformed officer holding a flashlight, a soldier holding a rifle and wearing camouflage walked out next to him, "Zhuang Yan? How did you end up here? ”

"Company commander?" I couldn't stop being surprised.

Xu Yong handed the gun he was holding to a strange soldier beside him, and strode towards me with a serious expression, "Are you alone?" What are you doing here? ”

"I, I—" was momentarily speechless.

Xu Yong's brows furrowed and he thought for a few seconds, "Want to come back and see?" ”

I nodded slightly.

"Then why don't you go back to the camp to say hello?"

"I..." I really can't say that I don't have the face to go back to the company and see my comrades again.

Xu Yong seemed to understand what I was muttering in my heart, so he didn't continue to ask, but just sighed, "What's going on inside?" ”

"You know?" The uniformed officer asked.

"Former soldiers." Xu Yong patted me on the shoulder and walked around the ruins behind me.

I glanced at Xu Yong and the people brought by the police, and there were about 20 heavily armed men, five policemen, and a few armed police soldiers with guns in the narrow alley. It is estimated that the gangsters who received my alarm information were armed with guns, so the police station contacted the nearest armed police battalion headquarters to ask for assistance, which is located on a remote border and has been fighting on the front line of anti-drug smuggling for a long time, and there is not such an obvious gap between the army and the public security.

"Dead." I explained slowly to the group of people walking inside.

"What?" Xu Yong and the police officer who took the lead were shocked at the same time.

I looked at the three people who died on the ground, two of them were directly smashed by hard objects, unrecognizable, and the tall man who was awake had half of his face removed by a shotgun, and the smell of burning was still in the ruins.

This doesn't match what you described when you reported the crime, what the hell is going on? The officer's tone was very low, and no one would be relaxed when he saw this.