"A detective! He can testify! The tattoo guy confessed without hesitation. His surname is Lin, I, that's all we know! ”

Huzi glared at the tattooed brother, his mouth twitching without saying a word.

"Oh, Detective Lin." The old detective's pupils constricted. "With all due respect, the two escaped on their own, can you understand that?"

Huzi was silent.

"Yes...... But we didn't kill anyone. The tattoo brother took a bite of it, and the tattoo on his neck became hideous with a distorted expression.

"Oh, okay, sorry, I was mistaken." The old detective scratched his pale sideburns and smiled on his face. "Mistaken."

"Mistaken?" The tattooed guy was dumbfounded. "What went wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing, little things." The old detective said with a relaxed face. "I just inquired, it turned out that it wasn't our colleague who died, haha, it was someone from the town, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Huh?" The tattooed brother was still stunned, but Huzi already understood that he had been tricked by this old fox.

"I'm old, there are too many criminal cases, and I remember it wrong if I don't pay attention haha." The old detective patted the two of them on the shoulder and said. "Okay, I was going to release it, it's better to have more than less. Hurry up. ”

"Let's go?" Huzi glanced at the old criminal policeman with disdain, but the tattooed brother on the side couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait." The captain of the internal guard, who had been watching the play from beginning to end, suddenly stopped him, and his guards immediately understood and stopped the tattooed brother who was about to leave in a hurry.

"Brother, brother." He stood up, looked at the old detective, and said. "It's not good."

"Nothing is good." The old detective asked.

The captain of the internal guard looked at the two people who were about to leave the lounge, and said, "Brother, although these two people didn't do anything, they still escaped from the detention center. ”

"What doesn't make sense?" Not to be outdone, the old detective was not to be outdone. "It doesn't seem to be under the control of the internal guards, I said, this person was originally arrested by me, and now that the trial is over, the suspicion is cleared, and there is a fight, and he should have been released a long time ago."

"That's not right." The captain of the internal guard insisted on not letting the two leave. "I don't care about the fight, but man, I see if you're misremembering. I am now arresting these two little brothers because they attacked the police and disrupted the order of the police. ”

"It's our team's business to attack the police." The old detective glared at the captain of the internal guard. "When will it be the turn of the dignified captain of the internal guard to intervene?"

"Does my brother want to protect these two people under the guise of public welfare?" The captain of the internal guard put away the smile on his face and buttoned a hat to the old detective.

"Oh, fake public servant." The old detective smiled and said. "If you really want to play this game with me, it's not now, obviously, it's not very suitable now."

"At least the criminal case is in my charge." The old detective said. "I know what you want to do."

"Oh, yes." The captain of the internal guard gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

"Boss?" His guards stopped at the door, at a loss. The guard frowned, twisted his neck, and motioned for him to dodge. The guard gave way to the two of them with an unconvinced face, and Huzi knew that this opportunity was not easy, so he quickly left the lounge with the tattooed brother.

The tattooed guy turned his head triumphantly, rolled his eyes at the captain of the internal guard, and left in a hurry.

"Wait." This time, it was the turn of the old detective to stop the two. I only saw the shoulders of the two trembling slightly, and their footsteps were fixed in place, one

I didn't dare to move.

"Yes, sir?" Huzi turned his head.

"We still have a mission, so we won't escort the two of you home, you two pay attention to safety on the road and go home as soon as possible." The old detective said.

Huzi felt strange, when did this old guy become so mother-in-law, but his current position couldn't help but make some maverick moves, so he could only bow his head and thank him.

The old detective looked back at the captain of the internal guard, and was talking to his guard again, although he didn't know what the internal guard's plan was, he still couldn't take it lightly.

"Also, you walk on the road, don't go on the highway, it's very dangerous."

After the old detective finished speaking, he pushed the two out of the lounge with his own hands.

As soon as he crawled out of the fox's den, the tattooed guy turned around and spat at their convoy, and if it hadn't been for the tiger's stop, he might have to go up and burst a few tires.

"Damn, that's amazing. Wearing a police uniform as an elephant? Who hasn't worn it! The tattoo boy said angrily.

Coming down from the highway, they hurried and prepared to rush to Ha Long Town immediately.

"That old guy is wide enough, more than the aunt in the kindergarten." The two of them knew this.

It was not a wise choice to arrive in Ha Long Town on foot, the original plan of the two was to "borrow" a car on the highway and rush back directly, but they were frightened enough by the "strips" of this mighty march, and the two restrained a little, so they had to wait obediently for the ride.

"Is there really such a good thing?" The tattooed brother didn't believe it, according to Brother Tiger's instructions, he stood on the side of the road with a thumbs up for nearly an hour, speeding past sports cars and trucks, and even three passengers with people came one after another, but none of them looked at them properly.

"It's all played in the movies." Huzi raised his head, and the scorching sun in the afternoon began to release his power, and the two of them stood under such a sun for a long time, and layers of sweat beads had appeared on their bodies.

"I've never encountered one anyway." The tattooed guy was deflated. "I don't think it's a fool's errand, even if our legs are broken, we can't rush back today."

"That's bad luck." Huzi sighed. "I didn't expect the long-distance service to be suspended."

The tattoo guy also nodded yes. It turned out that the two of them were going to return to Ha Long Town directly from the long distance at first, and if they could catch the first flight in the early morning, they would be able to arrive at noon at the earliest. But what the two didn't expect was that the long-distance operation was actually suspended, and it is said that more than half of all the toll booths of the bus in the middle of the highway at both ends were disabled.

Therefore, the large bus was almost completely paralyzed, and the two of them not only could not go to Xialong, but even the neighboring cities could only rent cars. The two of them couldn't drive, so they could only try their luck here on the highway, and they took advantage of the night all the way to dawn, but they didn't expect their luck to be really bad, and they ran into a convoy of strips.

"Who would do such a thing?" The tattooed guy bent over a straw rope and tied it to his hand. "I heard that I can't take the bus for the past few days, is there an accident?"

Huzi didn't know what was going on, but the images that came to his mind made him uneasy. At this time, the two remembered Lin Yinzhi again, what should this old detective understand. It's a pity that the two didn't ask anything at the time, and now it seems impossible to figure it out.

"Maybe something really happened." The two agreed.

Huzi sighed, maybe they really didn't have time to go back to Xialong today. Although he knew what the purpose of the gang of police officers was, and knew that they were not interested in the two of them now, Huzi still tried his best to avoid encountering the gang directly.

"That's not it

They. The tattooed guy seemed to have noticed something, and they looked in the direction they were coming.

"I'll take a look." Huzi also seemed to notice the roar of a car around the far corner, and he flipped from the rest corner onto the outer railing of the highway, and followed the railing all the way forward.

"Keep an eye on the car and see if anyone is willing to go!" Huzi did not forget to shout.

The tattooed brother waved his hand, and the tiger disappeared from sight. To be honest, he didn't think that such a method would stop the car, and just as he was about to give up on this stupid act, a bright red sports car roared to a stop in front of him, like a red cheetah spewing flames.

The huge engine rattled like the "big cat's" throat was purring. The tattooed guy swallowed, his eyes polished. Although he couldn't tell what a Porsche Ferrari was, he couldn't recognize a Bugatti. But with his own barren knowledge reserves, he can also realize what kind of existence this shiny luxury car in front of him is.

"Good fellows." He couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, the brown gradient front window in the car slowly fell, and a pink face raised its head immaturely, and its long hair was thrown to the rear.

The tattooed brother was stunned, and before he could react, the woman in the car turned her face sideways, took off her sunglasses, and her lake-like rusty copper eyes hooked her spirit.

"Come up." She said a word, and the tattooed brother only felt that his thumb should be a manifestation, and he glanced back in the direction where the tiger went.

"Don't get on the bus, shall I go?" The woman started the engine, and the body made a manic noise.

"Up, up!" The tattooed guy swallowed his saliva, pulled the car door in a panic, and got in.

Seeing that the tattooed brother looked like he wanted to speak, the woman asked, "What else is going on?" ”

The tattoo guy hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said. "It's gone."

"Really?" The woman's good-looking garnet-red lips bent, and she stepped on the accelerator. "Let's go, then."

"By the way, I like your grass ring." After the woman finished speaking, a huge roar accompanied by smoke and dust, and the red sports car disappeared at the end of the road.

Huzi ran back panting, he held his knees with his hands, he couldn't breathe, he only felt that his lungs were almost empty.

"They, they're coming, it's them." Huzi wiped the sweat from his head and trembled. Back at the rest stop just now, the figure of the tattooed brother was gone. But on the other hand, Huzi saw a hand.

A human hand, twisted on the ground, Huzi almost thought it was his own delusion, and he wiped his eyes.

Still there.

Hand.

Huzi swallowed his saliva, not knowing if it was his own delusion, Huzi almost couldn't believe it, this palm that was neatly disconnected from the wrist, the traces of blood spread a few meters long, neat and straight, like a regular road marker.

Fingers seem to be moving! Huzi looked intently, realizing that it was his own delusion, but he couldn't cry out in fear. Eventually, he decided to take a closer look, and cautiously approached the severed hand, which was almost indistinguishable from a normal person, and Huzi had no doubt that perhaps a few minutes ago, he was still on the arm of some unlucky fellow.

Has anyone died? Huzi's brain reacted to this for the first time.

At this time, he finally noticed that on the thumb of this palm, there was a ring of straw rope entwined.