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Zhao Lan woke up with a loud scream, and what caught his eye was a strange hut and everything unfamiliar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was sweating profusely, and the wounds on his body were soaked with sweat, and the pain suddenly came up like a tidal wave.

"Silk ......"

Zhao Lan grinned in pain, and for a moment the pain in reality made him forget the terrible dream just now. As the pain gradually got used to it, he couldn't remember what he had just dreamed about.

What did you dream about? Zhao Lan didn't have any impression at all, but just had a feeling that this dream was very important and terrifying at the same time. After thinking about it for a long time, the dream could not be restored, and even the fragmentary memories were gone.

Zhao Lan gave up trying to get up from the bed, her stomach was rumbling at this time, she had consumed a lot of physical strength last night, and the little thing she ate was not helpful at all. Fortunately, this family has a lot of food in the refrigerator, as long as it is not too cold, it can be taken out to deal with a meal.

After eating something indiscriminately to fill her stomach, Zhao Lan sat on the chair in a daze for a long time, and felt at a loss in her heart, what should she do now? How?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Lan decided to go out and have a look first, there would be no one to see in the daytime, right? After seeing people, he found a car to go back to the city bureau first, no matter what, Xu Zhiming's line must not be abandoned, and someone must be called to follow up immediately.

The moment the door opened, Zhao Lan saw a figure walking towards him outside the door, and wanted to see this person's face clearly but was blinded by the sun. Zhao Lan subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after getting used to the light outside, he was finally able to see things clearly, and he couldn't help but be shocked after seeing the people who came over!

It was none other than Xu Zhiming, who was still talking to Zhao Lan just now!

"Xu Zhi......" Zhao Lan stretched out his hand and pointed at Xu Zhiming, without even calling out his name, the rest of the words were interrupted.

It's a real "break".

Just as Zhao Lan spoke, Xu Zhiming rushed over quickly, and what hard object he was holding in his hand suddenly knocked on Zhao Lan's head. Zhao Lan was knocked unconscious by this heavy blow, and he couldn't say anything he wanted to say.

If it is left in normal times, Xu Zhiming's seemingly agile skills can't pose any threat to Zhao Lan at all, and the consciousness of professionally trained police officers and ordinary people is not at the same level. It's a pity that Zhao Lan's consciousness is in place, but his physical condition can't keep up, a serious illness with multiple burns all over his body, where does he have any strength?

The sky was dark in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Lan was in such a state when she woke up, she couldn't see everything around her clearly, and she could only judge by feeling that she was in a car, and the car was driving on the road. The road was not very smooth, and he bumped a few times from time to time, and every time he bumped it, Zhao Lan felt pain all over his body, but he couldn't bear it and didn't moan.

Even if he was caught in the fire, there was no way to enter the ground, Zhao Lan did not give up his efforts, and finally escaped, and now he was just knocked unconscious and put in the car, and it was not the time for him to despair. Trying to move his hands and feet, Zhao Lan found that he was not tied up, maybe the enemy was too confident, or maybe the enemy didn't expect Zhao Lan to wake up, so he just threw him in the back seat of the car without any control measures.

Closing his eyes and pretending to be unconscious, Zhao Lan seized every minute to recover his strength, as long as he could stay awake and maintain his mobility, then everything was possible.

The carriage was very quiet all the way, except for the low roar of the engine. The driver doesn't turn on the car stereo, doesn't smoke, and doesn't have any superfluous movements along the way except for turning and shifting gears, and just sits like that all the time.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Lan slowly opened his eyes, he felt that he had recovered some physical strength, at least he was no longer at the mercy of others. At this time, Zhao Lan had many options, he could choose to jump out of the car and escape, or he could try to knock the driver down, but in the end he chose to keep the status quo.

First of all, jumping out of the car may not be able to escape, his body knows that Zhao Lan has not recovered much physical strength, and it is too reluctant to escape. Secondly, knock down the driver, Zhao Lan is confident in his fighting skills, don't look at the physical strength recovered, but it suddenly broke out and took advantage of his unpreparedness, it is not difficult to kill the driver, but in the process of killing the driver, the car will lose control, and if something happens, will it be difficult to escape from the fire and now die in a car accident?

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Lan finally made this decision, he wanted to follow the driver. Intuition tells Zhao Lan that everything that happens here is closely related to the serial murder case, and only by following the driver can he have a chance to uncover the mystery and find out the truth!

I don't know how long I walked, the car finally stopped slowly, the driver turned off the engine and pushed the door to get out of the car, took two steps to open the door in the back row, and then he saw Zhao Lan who seemed to have just woken up with sleepy eyes.

Zhao Lan didn't pretend to be asleep before, she really fell asleep. With many years of experience in criminal investigation, he certainly knows that pretending to be unconscious is very easy to be recognized, including eyeballs, breathing, heartbeat, etc. In order to let the unknown enemy relax his vigilance, Zhao Lan simply really fell asleep, not that he had a big heart, and he was still in the mood to sleep after being held hostage, but he was too seriously injured and too tired, as long as he relaxed his mood, it was easy to fall asleep.

"Please, Officer Zhao." The driver said politely to Zhao Lan.

The moment he saw the driver, Zhao Lan was puzzled, this person gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. And this person is very skilled when he addresses Zhao Lan, and it doesn't seem to be the first time he has greeted him like this. So the question is, obviously I don't have any impression at all, so how did this unusually familiar feeling come about?

"Hurry up, don't make people wait." The driver said with a smile.

Zhao Lan let go of her doubts and slowly moved out of the car. It's not that Zhao Lan's body is really bad to this extent, it's just that he doesn't want people to know that he still has energy, and the weaker he is now, the better, which will make the enemy relax their vigilance. Maybe none of this will work, but who knows if you don't work hard? Grasp every detail to succeed, isn't that what chicken soup says?

After getting out of the car, Zhao Lan silently observed the surrounding environment, and the driver ignored it, letting Zhao Lan play, he just led the way in front. After walking more than ten meters to a gate, the driver stepped forward and knocked on the door and said, "The guest is here." ”

The door slowly opened, and a cold air came out of the door, rushing onto the person, making people shiver.

This is a cold storage, Zhao Lan thought to herself.

"Officer Zhao, please come in," the driver said gentlemanly with a bent down and a hand, "I won't accompany you next." ”

What's in the cold storage? Will there be seven resentful corpses? Could the person inside be the murderer of that brutal serial murder? Who is he? What is the purpose of seeing yourself in this cold storage?

Zhao Lan cleaned up her mood, gritted her teeth and walked in.

――――――――I'm the dividing line――――――――

Today's update was a little late, and something unpleasant happened. My colleague and a very good friend of mine killed a dirt dog and was blackmailed for 8,000 oceans...... You're looking for me to borrow money.

My colleague and I are working for others, he is a driver, driving the boss's truck, I am a businessman, I go to the countryside every day to sell goods, earn two dollars and work tiringly.

How much can a dirt dog be worth if it breaks through the sky? I even opened my mouth to ask for eight thousand! And it's the middle of the night, and the people and cars are still being detained there!

How do you say that? It's not that the book I wrote is too dark, but the darkness of human nature is far beyond what you and I imagine.