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What I can think of, Chen Yihan naturally thought of a long time ago. Pinshu.com

It's just that Chen Yihan's identity is the chief of the police department, and the three cases seem to be accidents on the surface, and according to normal procedures, the police station cannot take any coercive measures against Liu Xiangqian. In fact, even if the police arrested Liu Xiangqian, it would only lock him up for a while. In a society governed by the rule of law, it is impossible to get the ancient method of extorting confessions by torture, let alone threatening people like Ye Qing, or simply killing a hundred people.

Chen Xiaoqiu was very helpless about this, and when she heard her, Chen Yihan was probably in a dilemma.

"What would happen if we kept dying like this?" Guo Yujie asked.

A few of us imagined it, and found that our imagination was really very barren.

"The hotel is closed, and the construction will be stopped." The fat man said nonsense.

I spread my hands, saying I couldn't imagine it.

"In another place, it may be deserted, but it is the ...... Riverside Boulevard," the fat man continued.

Minqing City has high land prices and high housing prices, but even in the city center, there are places where there are wastes. Most of those lands and houses were forced to be abandoned because of property rights or company management.

Riverside Avenue is another story. The commercial street, lined with high-rise buildings, is still a scenic spot. Under any circumstances, the city government could not have left a single building on Riverside Avenue deserted.

But what the government will do, we petty civil servants really can't guess.

I looked at the thin man who had been silent, "Are your eyelids still jumping?" ”

The thin man looked depressed and yawned, "No, I just slept late last night." ”

"Insomnia?" Guo Yujie sneered, "For two hundred yuan, are you still afraid?" ”

The thin man rolled his eyes, "What about the game." Because of Wang Yijun's incident before, the game was broken for several days, and Brother Qi solved that thing, and I can't make it back? ”

My eyelids started to jump.

The fat man's face suddenly realized, "No wonder you are flustered and your eyelids are jumping." It's a late night, right? ”

The thin man was stunned and slapped his thigh, "I see!" ”

MDZZ！ I cursed in my heart.

“MDZZ！” Guo Yujie scolded directly.

The thin man looked embarrassed and cleared his throat, "Then what, did the work start today?" How many more are there to run? ”

The five of us continued to work in two groups.

The thin man was still not in good spirits because he stayed up late, but after finding the root of the matter, his mood became relaxed, but he still had a little pain in the two hundred yuan.

We arrived at another property owner's house, and the doorbell rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"What's going on? No one at home? The thin man muttered.

I took out my phone and called someone based on the information registered on the form.

"Did you forget? I contacted last week, but no one answered my phone yesterday. The fat man said.

We usually contact one week in advance, make an appointment, and confirm again the day before.

Yuan Zhiyi, the owner of this household, we called yesterday, but we didn't get in touch.

I'm on the phone now, but no one answers, so it looks like something is really going on.

"Forget it, let's go." I hung up.

"I'll catch up on sleep in the car." The thin man was happy.

"Who are you looking for?" An old lady came up with something.

The fat man and I hurried to make way for her.

"Auntie, we are looking for the Yuan family on the fifth floor." I replied.

The old lady struggled to pull out the keys.

The fat man took the initiative to help carry something. They are all biscuits, snacks, drinks and the like bought in the supermarket, probably for the children at home.

"Old Yuan on the fifth floor. He was picked up by his daughter-in-law for a memorial service. The old lady opened the iron door downstairs and took something from the fat man's hand, "How many of you are demolished, right?" Lao Yuan said it last week. Alas, if you want to talk to him about the demolition, it will be difficult. ”

"How many days is the memorial service going on?" I asked in surprise.

Is it going to another place?

"Not really." The old lady glanced at us, "It was his son who died, and he was the only one who died, do you think he is willing to talk about the demolition now?" ”

I was dumbfounded.

If there is such a big event in someone's house, it is indeed not suitable to talk about demolition.

The old lady closed the iron door and went upstairs with her things.

"I'll get in touch tomorrow and see what happens. It may be last. I scanned the list of forms and said.

Neither the fat nor the thin have any objections.

The skinny man's plan to catch up on sleep unfortunately failed.

Chen Xiaoqiu made a phone call and said that someone was making trouble in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, and he was going to Aoba.

I was shocked, "It can't be someone from the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau, right?" ”

"No, it's a former occupant. I'm crying at the door of Aoba.,I'm a lot old.,Refuse to go.,Everyone can't help it.。 Come and have a look. You may need to open the door. Chen Xiaoqiu said.

I get it. This is the disappearance of people who don't believe in Aoba.

I talked to the fat man, and in the thin man's annoyed sigh, the car sped all the way to the sixth village of workers and peasants.

The six villages of workers and peasants have been quite peaceful recently, and I think the "recently" that Ye Qing warned before should be in the past.

When I arrived at the bottom of Building No. 6, I saw a lot of people, and the building was even more lively.

"What's going on?" As soon as I entered the building, I heard the crying from above, and casually asked the aunts and mothers who were watching the excitement in the building.

"I heard that my son died, so I need to find someone to ask for clarification." A middle-aged woman answers my question.

I think this answer is amazing.

"It's probably exciting." The other gestured his head.

The three of us went upstairs and found that there were people in the house, and now they all came out to see the excitement, but they didn't go up either.

Further up, I found out that the reason why they didn't go up was because the fifth and sixth floors were already crowded, and many people looked at it together, all wearing black armbands, and some wiped their tears.

The cries grew louder and louder, and there were chaotic persuasions.

I shouted "borrow" and "let let", and finally squeezed up to the sixth floor.

Fat people are miserable, they are big, and they are not easy to squeeze up. The thin man and I both went up, and he was still standing on the fifth floor, looking up at us.

I waved at him and told him to come up.

As soon as I made this movement, my hand froze in mid-air.

On the aisle on the sixth floor, an old man sat at the door of the Aoba Spiritual Office, beating his chest and crying, and among the circle of people around him, some cried and some bent down to persuade. Director Mao and Guo Yujie were next to him, while Chen Xiaoqiu stood farther away.

Chen Xiaoqiu saw us first and was about to speak, but after seeing that something was wrong with me, he turned his head to look at the old man.

The thin man asked nervously, "Brother Qi, what's wrong?" ”

I saw a figure floating next to the old man.

It was a middle-aged man, no doubt a ghost, and perhaps the reason why the old man was crying. His sternum was sunken, as if he had been hit hard, which should be the cause of his death.

He was so conscious that he even glanced at me as the skinny man went upstairs, and met my gaze.

I didn't expect to see a ghost here, so I reacted a beat slower to let him realize that I could see him.

I saw that he opened his mouth, but he coughed up blood and couldn't speak. He smiled wryly, stained with the blood he had spit out, and wrote two words on the wall next to him - please.

He looked at me pleadingly, and then at the old man who was sitting on the ground and weeping, and his meaning was clear.

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