Chapter 35: The Car Accident (6)

Long Sanyu reacted: "Let's look at the situation of this family first." *with*dream*small*say.lā"

As he spoke, he strode in.

The rooms on the first floor were pushed open one by one, and no one was there, and the room was rummaged through in a mess.

When he went up to the second floor, he found two corpses in a servant's room, Xiao Wu turned on the light and looked through them, and found that the two corpses were lying on the ground, with bullet holes all over their bodies, but no blood flowed out.

Xiao Wu was shocked: "Fooled!" ”

"Boss, those people have been fooled!"

Long Sanyu looked around again: "There is no one in this house at all, only these two dead people, or dead people." ”

A trace of doubt floated in Xiao Wu's heart: someone was laying out, and he was just one of the chess pieces in the layout, and he was just one of the chess pieces, in order to make the acting more realistic, the person who laid out this game also deceived himself.

Thinking that he and his brothers were running around the streets and docks every day in search of that briefcase, and that it was most likely the result of being deceived by that person, he ...... How could he ......

Xiao Wu angrily slammed his fist to the floor.

Long Sanyu didn't know the purpose of looking for this briefcase, and when he saw that Xiao Wu was suddenly angry, he hurriedly asked: "Boss, it's just a briefcase, and it's not an important object, who wants to make trouble about these things." ”

Xiao Wu stood up, tried to calm himself down, clenched his fists and said: "In short, what we are doing is a big thing, don't ask about the big things that shouldn't be asked for the country and the people, understand?" ”

In the end, he lost his confidence. Long Sanyu sighed in his heart: You explained this to yourself, right?

The two of them walked out of the villa dejectedly, and the big iron door opened with a bang, and two bright headlights shone in.

A straight-clad figure stood in front of the car and nodded to Xiao Wu, "You did a good job." ”

Xiao Wu didn't want to speak, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at Long Sanhe: "Let's go." ”

"Xiao Wu." Huo Zhongliang stood with his back to him, staring at the villa shrouded in night, "Do you know that for this game, Han Zizheng lost his life. He had already surrendered, and he indirectly killed his brother, and for the sake of his nephews and nieces, he planned to expose those people, so I set up this bureau. If you want to do great things, someone will definitely sacrifice, today it is Han Zizheng, tomorrow it may be me, maybe one day it will be you, if your blood has never been cold. ”

Xiao Wu sneered: "I've been taking my brothers around like a fly these days, visiting witnesses everywhere on the streets and docks, and you just see me busy alone, it's fun to be a fool, right?" ”

"It's a need for secrecy, I'm sorry."

"Excuse me? Do you know, today I watched those more than ten people find the briefcase, I was originally determined to die here, I even pulled Sanyu, my brother, if those people are not in a hurry to retreat, really fight us, I lost my life It's nothing, because I'm fucking stupid to fall for you, what about Sanyu? He's with me in a daze, huh? ”

Xiao Wu's voice was hoarse, with a faint crying tone.

Long Sanyu's eyes were a little moist, and he held Xiao Wu's arm and said, "Boss, in fact, I haven't known what the use of looking for that thing is, but listening to your words, I don't feel wronged at all today." ”

"I'm wronged!"

Xiao Wu was like a bulging balloon, and suddenly someone pricked him with a needle, draining all his courage and vitality.

His back staggered, stretched out by the dim streetlights.

"Sir, this little policeman has a good temper."

One of his men muttered under his breath. Huo Zhongliang stretched out his white-gloved hand and waved it in the light: "Those corpses are borrowed by us, send them back and put them in the ground." ”

Saying that, he turned around: "Let's go, the net should have been closed over there." ”

When Huo Zhongliang walked into Weihan in casual clothes, he saw Dunzi squatting on the counter eating peanuts, throwing them into his mouth one by one, and when he heard the bell ringing, he raised his eyes and saw that it was him, and hurriedly lowered his eyelids and pretended not to see it.

"Dunzi, I bought you fried chestnuts with sugar." Huo Zhongliang took out a hot oiled paper bag from his pocket, and a sweet fragrance with a little burnt came out, and Dunzi couldn't help but move his index finger, but secretly glanced at the inner room, twisted his head, and ignored people.

"You're here to explain?"

Zhao Nan walked down the stairs with a cold look in his eyes.

"Yes." "Anyone who dares to deceive the cold will definitely be counterattacked."

"I know, but this time, I can't help it."

Huo Zhongliang's face was calm, and he looked at Zhao Nan without showing weakness.

"Okay, okay, I hope you don't regret it that day." Zhao Nan was about to say something, but he heard a cold voice from inside: "Let him come in." ”

Zhao Nan showed a gloating smile: "I wish you ...... Unlucky. ”

Huo Zhongliang strode into the room, and suddenly there was a desolation that was easy to say goodbye to.

Ye Liang was carefully applying nail polish under the light, Huo Zhongliang sat silently to the side, watched her finish applying one, shining back and forth in the light, and whispered: "You look good at whatever you paint." ”

Ye Liang smiled: "You look at the ten fingers, they are all red, like blood?" ”

Huo Zhongliang looked at her calmly: "It's good-looking, it's not like blood." ”

"The human heart in this world is the most unpredictable, and sometimes I really want to put the hearts of those people like this...... Grab it out and see what's inside. That way, ten fingers are like that, bloody. ”

"In life, there are some other things besides love and hatred, some things are in the bones, and there is no way to abandon them."

"No, there is no difference between the human heart and the pig heart, do you know the atria and the ventricles? Oh, and the blood vessels, when cooked and sliced, don't they all taste the same? ”

Huo Zhongliang sighed: "That's why I asked you ...... that day."

"When did Han Zizheng take refuge in you?"

"After the Inside Sparrow incident. He knew that his brother was indirectly ruined by the incoming birds, and he took the initiative to find me and say that he was actually a spy. ”

"So you're going to use this to set up a game?"

"Yes, he confessed that his upline is Miss Ning, and the downline is the old janitor of the school, they are all one-line contacts, and he doesn't know anything about the others, so I made a small omission, so that Miss Ning got the code book, and had the opportunity to pass the book to Han Zizheng."

"Once you make a mistake, it's nothing, but you just lost Han Zizheng, right?"

"Yes, Miss Ning has long been targeted by me, even if she fails, it is just a sacrifice of Han Zizheng, I promised him that I will take care of his parents and family, including Han Ziming's children." "The truck driver is not your person, but the bicycle rider was arranged by you, you also know that Bai Ni and I always went to the department store, and deliberately let Han Zizheng let out the wind a few days ago, he didn't want to do it with that organization anymore, he just wanted to take good care of his nephews and nieces, so that organization decided to kill Han Zizheng, and at this time Han Zizheng got the so-called code book, and he was still hesitating whether to leak this matter to you. Actually, you deceived him too, right? He didn't know the truth of the code until he died? ”

Ye Liang's questions were one after another, and Huo Zhongliang was speechless.

In the end, he could only sigh and say: "I will do what I say, and I will arrange his parents and family." ”

"Then what about me, I wasted a soul candle in vain, this thing has been used many times, Chief Huo, the Ming people don't say dark words, thirty gold bars, we have no entanglement between money and silver." After Ye Liang finished speaking, he took the contract and slapped the pen on the table, "Sign it when you think about it." ”