After a while, the correctional officers who went to work one after another came to the interrogation room where Song Xiaowei was, and saw Song Xiaowei lying on the ground, her body was already stiff, and there was a lot of blood on the ground, and many people were startled.

Someone had the audacity to ask, "Director He, what should we do?" ”

"Yes, Director He, you have something to say!"

Everyone stood at the door of the interrogation room, no one dared to enter, He Haisheng thought about it and said, "We must report this matter to the field director, Xiao Liu, you go and find the field director." ”

"Yes." A young man ran out.

Immediately afterwards, He Haisheng sent people to find other leaders, and after doing these things, He Haisheng gradually calmed down, looking at the blood all over the ground, He Haisheng walked in boldly.

Bypassing the blood, He Haisheng approached Song Xiaowei, intending to check the situation, but he didn't expect that there was a word written in blood on Song Xiaowei's hand.

He Haisheng's heart suddenly turned upside down, swept down and saw that there was no one around, struggled for a moment, and boldly grabbed Song Xiaowei's stiff and cold hand with his hand, and rubbed back and forth on the word Yan a few times, the word Yan had changed from clear to blurred, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all, it turned out to be a word.

By the time he finished doing this, He Haisheng was already sweating profusely, frightened and frightened.

He Haisheng stood up, took a closer look around, and saw that there was no one around, so he quickly walked out of the interrogation room and came to find Yan Shengli.

He Haisheng first knocked lightly on the door, and after a while, Yan Shengli's somewhat tired voice came out, "Who?" ”

He Haisheng's eyes were shaking, and he was still a little weak in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Section chief, it's me, He Haisheng." ”

Yan Shengli heard that it was He Haisheng, and hurriedly said, "Come in." ”

He Haisheng walked into the room and saw Yan Shengli sitting next to Shen Chunmei's corpse, looking sideways at her.

The room was a little dark, He Haisheng looked at Yan Shengli's face, and for a while felt that the section chief at this time was a little scary, but when he got closer, it was clear that he was still the original section chief.

He Haisheng felt that he was just scaring himself, so he carefully closed the door, came to Yan Shengli's side, leaned over and said in Yan Shengli's ear, "Section Chief, that Song Xiaowei is dead." ”

Yan Shengli immediately showed a stunned expression on his face, then stood up violently and asked happily, "Really?" I was sleeping so deep just now that I didn't even hear the movement outside, how did that little slut die? ”

He Haisheng couldn't see the slightest flaw on Yan Shengli's face, so he said, "I died by hitting the wall." ”

Yan Shengli laughed and said, "Finally, that little slut still has a little self-knowledge, killed my wife, and felt guilty, so he hit the wall and died!" ”

Yan Shengli gave this matter a few words, and the reason why Song Xiaowei hit the wall was because she killed someone and felt guilty.

He Haisheng frowned, thought about it, and still whispered, "Section chief, then Song Xiaowei wrote a Yan character in blood." ”

"What?" A look of astonishment flashed in Yan Shengli's eyes.

His surprise this time was real, Yan Shengli clearly remembered that when he left the interrogation room, Song Xiaowei was already dead, how could a dead person write?

Yan Shengli was flustered in his heart, at this time, although the country advocated the defeat of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, the common people still had a lot of awe for gods and ghosts.