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"Xu Hao."

The door opened, and Director Kim walked in majestically, followed by four men with spears.

This is a very prosperous commercial street. Usually bustling with people coming and going, and the surrounding area is full of shops.

So on this day, many people watched Director Jin and his people surround the art shop. Just now, someone outside asked, "What is this for, what's going on?" Director Jin had a serious face: "Everyone retreats, this bullet is not long-eyed, if you turn a corner and hit someone's foot and wipe your chin, Jiesi can't blame me." ”

The threat worked, and soon, the small vendors on the road were hiding far away, and the people of the nearby shops hurriedly got off the door panels, fearing that if something really happened, it would be bad to splash blood.

Therefore, Director Jin walked in triumphantly and dragged a sentence: "The outside is hard and clear, hehe, no one knows that the human head is beaten into a dog's head in this store, you hurry up." ”

As he spoke, he asked his men to tie up the owner of the painting shop.

"Aren't you just the kid who set fire to Yang Liuqing back then. More than a dozen lives, you kid is ruthless enough! After tying up the man, Director Kim walked around the man and said.

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Take them off."

Ye Liang pointed to the painting on the wall.

Director Jin was stunned: "Why is this?" ”

"Hurry up and pick it." Ye Liang didn't explain much to him.

Commissioner Jin waved his hand, and his subordinates hurriedly took off all the paintings, Ye Liang pointed to the counter and said, "Let's see if there are any paintings of that kind of fat doll, take them out." ”

The painting was thrown to the ground with seven hands and feet, and Ye Liang said: "Lao Jin, is there a fire, it's all burned." ”

Director Jin suddenly understood: "You're afraid of that fat doll, yes, that's not a good thing." ”

Director Jin asked his subordinates to find a brazier and set fire to a few paintings, during which the man surnamed Xu kept glaring angrily and sneering.

The painting was set on fire, and suddenly there was a burst of crying, no different from the cry of a toddler.

Several of the policemen were terrified: "Director, what the hell is this, evil." ”

"Well, it's a harmful thing, all the fat dolls in a hurry are thrown and burned."

Those four subordinates finally became nervous at this moment, no wonder they caught a man who opened a painting shop and wanted to set up a spear, there was something evil in his feelings!

Picking up the fat doll New Year's painting here, Zhao Nan and Chen Feiyang have already come out with a few children.

"What a fucking lack of morality. Such good boy, alas. ”

Chen Feiyang put all the children with pink makeup and jade on the ground, and Director Jin walked over and bent down to look: "Four dead children in Jiedu?" ”

"Not a single one gasped."

Six three- and two-year-old children, all painted eyebrows and eyes painted with red lips, the head door is dotted with small red and glamorous, the girls comb their little pigtails, and the boys all have pot lids, just like the fat dolls on the New Year's paintings, very festive. But as soon as he stood on the ground, his eyes closed and he didn't move, the four policemen all gasped, and one couldn't help but cover his mouth again, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.

It's strange to say, these six children don't have any breath, obviously they are dead, but they are not stiff when they touch their bodies, and there is no strange smell on their bodies, Director Jin counted with his fingers for a long time, and calculated that the children on the dock were lost one after another in the past two months, this kind of hot day, how can a dead person for such a long time have no taste at all? The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he reached out and pinched a child's little face, which was soft and seemed to be a little hot. Is this dead or not?

Fat doll New Year's paintings can be burned, what should these children do?

At this time, Zhao Nan took out another one, but it was a small dry corpse.

Looking at the figure, it should be a five or six-year-old child, also a pair of small pigtails, the body is yellow, the dry eye sockets are deep, the nose and lips are also atrophied, the lips are slightly upturned, and the nostrils are also obvious, which is the result of the lack of water and shriveling of the body after death.

The child was wearing a small pink skirt and small leather shoes of the same color, and his face was so shriveled that he could not draw his eyebrows and wear lipstick. I can only glue a small red plum blossom to the door of my head. It can be seen that I have done my best to dress up.

"Who is this?"

Sun Jiadi is obviously a boy, this is a girl, and it is obvious that she has been dead for a long time.

"My daughter."

The surnamed Xu suddenly spoke.

"Your daughter? Why didn't your daughter bury her when she died? ”

Director Kim asked.

"I love her, and I only have this one relative in this world. Her mother died of childbirth, and I brought her up with my own hands to raise her so little, how could I be willing to bury her. I'm going to keep her with me forever, no, it's me, I've always watched over her, and my daughter will never grow up again. ”

As he spoke, he shed a few tears.

"So, you kidnap someone else's child to accompany her?"

Zhao Nan felt that these children were only two or three years old, younger than his daughter, and they were dressed like fat dolls in New Year's paintings, which were obviously used as toys.

"She's so lonely, what's wrong with having a few more friends?"

Then Xu Hao smiled: "Can you give me back my daughter?" ”

"I can't." Ye Quan said, "I'm going to burn her!" ”

Xu Hao was furious: "What did you say? ”

Ye Liang walked up to him and said word by word: "I'm going to burn her with a fire, and I won't give you any bones and slag left after the burning!" ”

Xu Hao's face was hideous, and he struggled hard: "Slut, slut!" I'm going to kill you, kill you! ”

He roared, trying to break free of the ropes.

"If you're honest, I'll give you this little corpse."

Ye Liang was expressionless and continued.

"What do you want to know?"

"That child of the Sun family, where is Sun Baozhu? And I don't believe you're just trying to find a few toys for your children, a few dolls to do so much, what is your purpose? ”

Xu Hao snorted: "The child of the Sun family, that boy, is dead." ”

Chen Feiyang was still thinking about his Sanqi Kai, and hurriedly asked, "Dead?" How did he die? What about corpses? ”

"Corpses? Buried. ”

"Where's the burial?"

Director Kim asked.

"Heh, you promise to treat my daughter well before I can say."

Director Jin sighed: "You can set fire to so many people when you were a teenager, you have a vicious heart, and now you have abducted and killed so many children, and you are cheaper with a gun, and you dare to bargain with me?" ”

"Then give me a gun, you won't find anything."

Xu Hao talked eloquently: "These little dolls are all from the dock workers' families, they are poor to death, who knows how many days they can live, it is better to follow me to accompany my daughter." As for that boy, it's a rich man's family, no wonder you can go to such great lengths to find it, count me as a mistake, just look at the child's good looks, I forgot that this world is the world of rich people, no one cares about catching a few more little poor ghosts, and it's troublesome to start with the rich. As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Quan, "How much money does the one surnamed Sun give you?" ”

Chen Feiyang said angrily: "Mind your." ”

Director Jin asked someone to escort Xu Hao back first, and then found some sheets and quilts to wrap up the bodies of the seven children and transport them to the police station.

Ye Liang nodded, and said in his heart that this old Jin is still very reliable, and he is worried that the corpses of so many children will cause chaos if they are seen.

Zhao Nan and Chen Feiyang continued to stay in the shop to search.

Chen Feiyang stomped his feet, knocked on the wall, and did not let go of all suspicious clues.

Zhao Nan asked: "How much can you share if you survive this?" ”

Chen Feiyang bared his teeth and was happy: "She said that three seven open, and I three and she seven." ”

"Sanqi?" Zhao Nan looked at Chen Feiyang with a strange smile, "Did she promise you Sanqi Kai or Sanqi?" ”

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