Chapter Twenty-Five: Not Him

His idea was that since Zhang Lijuan recognized the culprit, it didn't matter if she went to beat him up to relieve her hatred! This Chen Feixing is afraid that under the influence of Zhang Lijuan, he can't care about who beats him at all, and he deserves to be tortured to death by evil ghosts!

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Chen Feixing paused, glanced him up and down, and said vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”

He approached with his hands clenched into fists and a smile.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Zhang Lijuan's brother, and I am here to take revenge on her today!"

Chen Feixing was stunned for some reason, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and his sandbag-sized fist slammed on the front door, and he fainted on the spot. This kind of vertigo is also a matter of an instant, and when he woke up, he found that his hands and feet were in severe pain, all of them were dislocated, and his neck was strangled to death!

"Dry ...... Dry...... What the? "His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he couldn't speak.

Zhuo Hui casually flashed a good fan with seven or eight slaps, and Chen Feixing was beaten so much that his face was swollen immediately.

"Rao...... Spare your life! Many...... How much? ”

"Money?" Zhuo Ji lowered his voice, "I can't kill you bastard!" Can you insult Zhang Lijuan with more money? More money can kill her? In the sports park? Blatant? Throwing corpses down the sewer? I'll give you money! I'll let you tell me the money! ”

As he spoke, the "crackling" slap kept going, Chen Feixing was about to faint, and he was pinched by Zhuo Gui's thigh and woke up again.

"You're fucking waiting for the demons to haunt you!"

Zhuo Ji spat fiercely, turned his head and said, "I'll leave it to you!" ”

Zhang Lijuan stood behind, motionless, unresponsive!

Zhuo Hui said angrily: "What's the matter? How do you ......"

He was suddenly stunned, and a ridiculous thought came to him!

This...... This...... This...... This...... Not him! Not this bastard!

"Tell Lao Tzu, are you Chen Feixing?"

Chen Feixing begged for mercy weakly: "Yes...... I am...... What's the matter with Big Brother...... Say it well...... I will agree to any conditions! ”

Zhuo Hui sat down on the ground, and Chen Feixing covered his throat and coughed hoarsely and uncomfortably.

There was a turmoil in his heart, Zhuo Ji took a deep breath, and choked Chen Feixing's neck again.

"You someone else, and you abandoned someone else, and now someone else has five thousand for me to beat you! I see? Take care of your lower body in the future! ”

Looking back, Zhang Lijuan had disappeared.

Zhuo Hui kicked Chen Feixing, counted the various monitoring probes, carefully avoided them one by one, and guarded the fire escape. About ten minutes later, several people hurried out of the elevator. He quietly looked at the passage door, and those people got Chen Feixing into the business car and galloped away. He didn't leave, and stayed until twelve o'clock, when there was nothing unusual about the cars and people coming and going, and then he got out of the passage. He also avoided the surveillance probe on the street, and walked back to the hotel at nearly one o'clock in the morning.

After taking a shower, he slumped on the couch and felt exhausted.

It wasn't him! How could it not be this bastard! BMW car, "Haodi" KTV, playing with women! Who else qualifies?

He can't figure it out, he really can't fucking figure it out! "Talking to ghosts"! How long will it take to advance?

Exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, he left the hotel and went to the parking lot to have a look, but there was still nothing unusual. After driving the car back to the rental car and getting back the deposit and ID card copy, he said to the girl in the shop, "Can the car rental record be deleted?" ”

The girl thought about it and said with some embarrassment: "But it's okay, it's just ......"

"Just say it!"

"It's just...... Salesmen have a commission......"

Zhuo Ji took out five hundred yuan and handed it to the girl.

"I rented it from you, you're a salesman, right? I did me a favor and deleted it, I cheated last night, and my wife photographed the license plate number, but I'm not sure it's me, and I may come to check. I'm a little scared of her, her brother is in the underworld. ”

The girl looked a little strange, and she wanted to laugh, and deleted the record.

"Only one record? Thank you! If someone asks, don't admit it! I'm not kidding! Thank you! ”

He hailed a taxi, went to Xicheng District and found a car rental company, rented a car with the same dark film and couldn't see the inside, and then returned to the underground parking lot of "Haodi".

After waiting for three days and not finding anything, he was relieved.

So careful and prudent not for anything else, but for the sake of the family. These people are not vegetarians, and if they find out that he Zhuo Gui is really going to go to the house to do it, it will be a big evil!

He called home, and his mother was still nagging like that, and everything was fine.

Damn, no matter what happens in the future, you must be careful and sure that it must be 100%! Zhuo Ji was secretly ruthless in his heart.

He was about to drive the car back and retreat, back to the old textile factory, when he received a phone call that Da Hong was coming.

"Zhuo Zi...... So what does Liu Quan have to do with you? ”

"It's okay, it's just a neighbor, what's wrong?"

"Well, it really doesn't matter. Lao Xiao called me before and said that he was convicted and sentenced to death! It will be implemented immediately after the approval of the High Court, and it will not take more than half a month. ”

There was silence. Does this have anything to do with Chen Feixing's beating? He couldn't figure it out!

"He really has nothing to do with me...... Da Hong, let me ask seriously, how is Luo Hao? I'm asking about character, integrity? Is it possible to sell people? ”

"What's wrong? What happened to Takuko? What happened to you with him? There must be something, otherwise you wouldn't be able to ask that! ”

"Great Flood...... The deceased's name is Zhang Lijuan, the sister of my junior high school classmate...... During the time of Zhang Lijuan's death, Liu Quan had been playing games with me on the Internet, and I was sure that he was the one who played the games. Liu Quan was wronged! Got it? ”

After saying this, he was stunned, why was Liu Quan wronged? What proof can I prove? Didn't Zhang Lijuan stand behind Liu Quanquan when he first saw him? The reason why she doesn't disappear...... It is likely that Liu Quan is not dead yet! She didn't have the power then! In a conversation outside the detention center, Zhang Lijuan was asked if he asked him to find the murderer, and Zhang Lijuan said yes...... There are three murderers! Three to one! There are still two that I haven't found, so Zhang Lijuan won't leave!

Thinking about it like this, he resented himself, and said that he was a top student in the police academy, and everything he learned was on the dog!

"Although Luo Hao is a little tactful, he is a person who lives in the world and does not offend people, but he must be trustworthy! But you can't ask him to help with some illegal favors, everything else is trivial, as long as it doesn't affect him, he will definitely help. Well, I'll give him a call later, and tell him that you might need help with something. ”

"Well, thank you."

"Don't turn off the phone, you kid, come out to gather often! That's it, I still have a lesson. ”

Back to the old textile mill.

The huge courtyard was empty, and the unknown insect "scum" was screaming, making it even quieter, so quiet that it made people panic.

He walked slowly in the courtyard, recalling memories of those days. The drunken figure, the "oh" redemption sound, the serene and calm old stories, the slightly pungent honeycomb coal stove......

Lying on the bed with traces of love, Zhuo Hui was indescribably lonely. He got up, pulled the table over against the bed, untied the two gourds and put them on the table, and just stared blankly.

In the gourd there is his sudden love, his spiritual pillar of hope, and the scarred reality......