Chapter 507: I'm good at pretending to be an arc

After sending off the cockroach messenger, the fat man and I were relieved, and then we felt the cold wind biting and freezing through, and some of the old men and women in the community had also gotten up, and were wrapped like Kismos, and came out for a walk with a white mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Let's go, hey, or after a while, I should be regarded as a thief who steals the cover of the gourd by these aunts and uncles who are vigilant thieves, hehe" As soon as the fat man saw those old people, he immediately buckled the manhole cover of the sewer well to the wellhead, and then pulled me to the clinic.

Back at the clinic, the fat man and I looked at our watches, it was almost four o'clock, we looked at each other, and we all smiled wordlessly: What is this called, I think when Uncle Li and his old man were Mr. Yin and Yang, that guy was followed by three small barbecues a day, and the little chicks in the shampoo room were soaked, and then the owners were still worshipping him as ancestors, what is that called.

Look at the two of us unlucky bastards, but we took a big job, the owner wanted to be the rich side of the cold pine, but, after tossing and turning for thirteen times, the owner died mysteriously, we didn't earn a penny, and we had to take the owner's wife and daughter to our clinic to take care of it, and this is not the end, and three more in the middle of the night went out to buy cockroaches, and almost let people be used as a child care to chisel (Northeast dialect: beat) a meal, what are we trying to do.

"Don't say anything, as soon as you say tears, brother, let's this sad jb egg, don't think about it, wash and sleep, ah." The fat man knows what I'm thinking, and he doesn't say anything, he just puts on the unlucky virtue of gloating about schadenfreude without tears, and my brother knows everything in his heart, so angry that I lie on the sofa upside down, sleeping, out of sight and out of.

I don't know how long it took, when I was sleeping in the fog and flowing down the corners of my mouth, I heard a crying sound beside me, I was startled, opened my eyes, and saw Ziye looking at me with red and swollen eyes, and her face was so white that she was mad.

I felt a pain in my heart, the little complaints and complaints from last night had already flown out of the clouds, and I turned over and sat up, looking at Ziye: "Ziye, don't think about it, you have to hold on now, for your mother, and for your father to smile Jiuquan, understand." ā€

"Xiao Kai, now, I really miss my father, I really miss him......" Zi Ye hugged me all of a sudden, and cried bitterly.

"I know, I know, oops, I forgot something, last night I told my master to take care of your father's soul, this is nonsense, I forgot all about it, I forgot about it, and I killed my heart." Zi Ye cried like this, and then I remembered that when I asked the cockroach messenger to give Uncle Li a message last night, I forgot to tell Uncle Li that I would go to the underworld to report on the soul of Han Jinsong, and I had to think about making up for it tonight.

Ziye was stunned by my thoughtless words, but she stopped crying and looked at me stunned: "What do you say." ā€

"Ah, that's the case, my master is on an errand in the underworld, that is, a ghost, who specializes in ghosts, your father goes, my master will take care of him."

"Really." Ziye's eyes lit up, "Then can I meet my dad again, can I talk to my dad again, can I ......"

Looking at the purple night with a look of anticipation, I smiled bitterly: "Sister, I promise you, as long as your father's soul goes to the underworld, I will definitely find a way to let you pass the yin and meet your father, but you also have to promise me to cheer up and not give up on yourself like this anymore, because I promised your father to take care of you and help you find the antidote, you know no." ā€

If a person wants to live, he must have faith as support, in the words of the common people, he must have a thought, and my words undoubtedly made Ziye find a kind of support and hope, and her mood has improved a lot, and she finally has a little smile.

Ziye's mother's situation is not so optimistic, after such a big change, coupled with the fright and wind chill when she escaped from the fire last night, the whole person began to have a fever and talk nonsense.

Ziye guarded her mother, and the fat man and I called the community doctor in the community to take Ziye's mother's temperature and infuse fluids.

At this moment, Zhuo Faner followed up and added to the chaos, asking us to go to the serious crime team to get the materials, and sign the autopsy documents by the way.

I didn't feel at ease when I was alone at home with her mother, so I let the fat man accompany the hard-working couple at home, and I took a taxi to the serious crime brigade alone.

When I arrived at the Serious Crime Brigade, I went straight to Zhuo Faner's office, this kid was playing with a pen in one hand and smoking a cigarette in the other.

I closed the door, Zhuo Faner pressed me to the sofa, approached my face, stared at me with a very serious face and asked, "You tell me the truth, how did Han Jinsong die?" ā€

I was stunned, I didn't know what Zhuo Faner meant by asking, did he know something.

"Don't play with me to play with the wheel, you know no, just last night, we received a report of the Water Cube Bathing City, a person named Wang Qiang, died there, the death was very miserable, and it was also very strange, it was the body that rotted from the inside out, just like chronic poisoning, and finally died of broken stomach, as far as we know, this Wang Qiang was Han Jinsong's business partner before his death, how could it be such a coincidence, the two business partners died on the same day, and the is not a couple, wild mandarin ducks, where are there so many coincidences?" Zhuo Faner glared at me as if he were a criminal suspect.

"Well, please continue, Captain Zhuo." As soon as I heard that Wang Qiang was also dead, I was not surprised, since Li Mao and Xu Dilong wanted to cover up the crime of drug trafficking by killing Han Jinsong, they would definitely remove all clues and traces that might affect them, and Wang Qiang, as an important member of this cult organization and drug trafficking gang, was completely expected.

The reason why I didn't rush to make a statement was because I wanted to see what Zhuo Faner still knew or mastered.

Seeing me looking at him calmly, Zhuo Faner sighed: "You really fucking have an old pig's kidney, fuck, please, big brother, it's okay to say something." ā€

"I don't know anything, what do you want me to say, I want to say that the evil ghost asked for his life from Han Jinsong and sucked his soul away, you believe it, hehe" I glanced at Zhuo Faner, who was a little anxious, tepid, not anxious or annoyed.

"Okay, you can play stupid with me, then you look at this, by the way, according to the regulations, this thing can't be shown to you, don't go out and talk nonsense." Zhuo Faner threw me a copy of A4 paper printed materials, and instructed uneasily.

I moved my attention to the forensic examination record, which recorded the examination process and conclusions of Han Jinsong's bones, and confirmed that the real cause of Han Jinsong's death was not fire or suffocation due to smoke and dust blocking the respiratory tract, and at the same time, no residue containing toxic substances was extracted from his bones, so the cause of Han Jinsong's death could not rule out the possibility of homicide.

At the end of the autopsy transcript, there is the joint signature of Xia Qian and another forensic doctor.

"What is the cause of Han Jinsong's death, don't say that you don't know anything, you and the fat man were able to save Ziye's mother and daughter from the fire, then, you must have stayed at the scene, during this period, what happened, say." Zhuo Faner looked at me.

"Ahem, what, Zhuo Team, in fact, I didn't mean to hide it from you, mainly because of the situation at the time, I have concerns, I'm afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble, you also know what I do with the fat man, some things hit our mouths and say it, the government doesn't agree, it will say that we are lying to confuse the public, demagoguery, so as to take the opportunity to collect money, in case we are reconciled again......"

Seeing that I was grinding and not finishing, Zhuo Faner was about to be angry with me, and shouted: "Okay, you are not poor and can die, say it quickly, what was going on at the time, I am really annoyed by your fleshy grinding." ā€

The reason why I am so sticky with Zhuo Faner is that I want to make a pretending expression that I have to do and reluctantly tell the truth, so as to pave the way for my next lies, seeing that Zhuo Faner has already started to go on the road, I said with a bitter face: "That's right, the cause of Han Jinsong's death is actually the same as Wang Qiang, the body is rotten from the inside out, we were all scared at that time, and everyone was saved when we saw it, and suddenly the fire began to catch fire outside, the fat man and I didn't think much about it, and only thought about leading Ziye and her mother to escape, Nothing else, I really can't take care of it, hehe"

"Then why didn't you tell me when you were on the scene last night?" Zhuo Faner is not a fool, of course he won't believe me easily, so he continued to ask.

"Last night, big brother, last night the fat man and I were scared, where do you dare to have more trouble to owe your mouth, besides, Han Jinsong is so evil, we are really afraid that we can't say it clearly, and then you policemen who have the pressure of solving the murder case will kill the good and risk, insisting that we are the key suspects, then we are really speechless, jumping into the Guiliu River and can't wash it, right." I looked at Zhuo Faner, miserable, urinating, and whispering pitifully.

"calf, Guiliuhe is wine, you don't drink you if you jump in,, come on, you've been grinning for a long time, do you think I'll believe you?" Zhuo Faner looked at me with a smile, his eyes were like a deep ancient well, it looked very strange, and it was a little cold.

I smiled indifferently: "You love to believe it or not, or else, you can stay with me, isn't it forty-eight hours, for the sake of my buddies, I decided to endure it, well, by the way, you have to take care of the meal, let's say it first, I don't eat the box lunch, that thing has no taste, or you give me a whole leek box, remember to burn it a little bigger, I like to eat that paste gaba ......"

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