The third more.

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It takes more than an hour to get from Xilin Village to the provincial capital, and you need to pass through a toll station in the middle.

Zhang Yang had already found out these things before, the toll booth was located on the border of the provincial capital, and there were police officers standing guard there.

Zhang Yang has a human life on his hands, regardless of whether the other party deserves to die or whether it is reasonable or not, the law stipulates that murder pays for life.

If the police have determined that Zhang Yang is related to the death of the old village chief, then Zhang Yang's current identity is the suspect.

With the speed of the Internet now, Zhang Yang believes that if those police officers want to retrieve their own photos to make a wanted warrant and then send them to the surroundings of Laoshan Town, it will naturally not be a problem.

In this way, Zhang Yang can't pass through the toll booth directly, who knows if the police will get into the car with a wanted warrant to search, and Zhang Yang doesn't want to do it, if he kills the police, then he will really become a public enemy.

In fact, as Zhang Yang expected, Zhang Yang has been included in the list of suspects in the Laoshan Town Police Station.

Wu Qun, the head of the police station, stood in the courtyard, wearing rubber gloves on his hands, holding a magnifying glass to look at the bone spurs, and then frowned.

"According to the preliminary identification of the forensic doctor, these are human bones, but it is not known that Weishenme will appear here, it is certain that it is not the two deceased, the old village chief died of knife wounds, and the old lady died of suffocation."

Xiao Zhuang, a trainee policeman next to him, notified Wu Qun of the forensic identification results.

"Is there anything else?"

"There are two footprints on the wall, one of which should be Zhang He, a villager from Donglin Village, who suffers from congenital heart disease and has a very close relationship with the old village chief, and the owner of the other footprint. According to the fingerprints left on the knife, the results of the investigation by the serious crime team came out, it was a fugitive who escaped from prison half a month ago, called Brother Hei, who had a murder on his hand three years ago. ”

Wu Qun looked at the traces around him, because it had just rained yesterday, so there were clear footprints on the ground, and some old villagers did not let people break into the yard rashly, which provided great help for the investigation of the case, except for a few footprints identified as those of the people present. The police easily zeroed in on two targets.

"Wu Suo."

Xiao Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and then plucked up his courage and said: "I think this incident should be committed by Brother Hei, that Zhang He will chase after he finds out, maybe." We should not put Zhang He on the list of suspects. ”

Wu Qun glanced at Xiao Zhuang in surprise and looked at the trainee policeman with a flushed face. After a moment, he shook his head.

"Before the final results came out. We can't just jump to conclusions, everything has to be evidence, for example, I said, for example, if Zhang He and Brother Hei are in a gang, what should we do? ”

Or rather. Even if Zhang He is innocent, he is alone to chase a repeat murderer, if he is killed, what should we do? If he is lucky enough to kill Brother Black. Even if Brother Hei is a criminal, Zhang He is also guilty of homicide. ”

Wu Qun patiently enlightened the rookie and conveyed his experience as an old policeman.

"Wu Suo, I know, but I still firmly believe in my own opinion, and I will work hard to find evidence to give Zhang He a clean slate."

Wu Qun knew very well that this trainee policeman was assigned from the south, and it was impossible to know him here, so he firmly insisted on his point of view at the moment.

"Okay, what you said is very good, if you want me to agree with you, then convince us with sufficient evidence."

"Yes! Wu Suo! ”

Xiao Zhuang's face was still flushed, and after saluting, he began to look for evidence with a magnifying glass and tweezers.

Several policemen next to him, according to the footprints, came to the cornfield behind the house, now the cornfield is more than one person, let alone a person, even if the car goes in, you can't see it, there is no way to find it.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Qun looked at Xiao Zhuang's busy figure, then turned around and walked to a corner and dialed the phone of the provincial office.

"Hey, Serious Crime Squad, how's the situation going?"

"Director Wu, yes, I'm Section Chief Chen of the Serious Crime Unit, and we have already issued an electronic wanted warrant, so we should be able to catch up."

The people from the serious crime team of the office quickly sent back the news, and the photos of Zhang He and Hei Ge had been printed and distributed into an electronic wanted warrant, and then released to the police around Laoshan Town.

As for those peculiar bone spears, they were given a gag order by the provincial governor He Yuan, and everything was secretly handed over and investigated by a special department, and the police had no right to interfere in this matter.

For the high-level government, the matter of mutants is still within the scope of secrecy, and it has been a year since the establishment of the Alien Agency in Shijie countries, Huaxia has only been late, indicating that the Huaxia government does not fully trust Liliang of mutants, and is still in the tentative stage.

Similarly, unless the Huaxia government is absolutely sure, the information about the mutants will not be officially released at all.

"I should be able to catch up, but this time I'm bothering you again, I'll invite you to dinner another day."

"No problem."

Hung up the phone, Wu Suo's face returned to calm, and then continued to supervise the scene, looking at Xiao Zhuang's serious back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm old, the edges and corners have been smoothed, I hope you can be a good cop!"

Two electronic versions of the wanted warrants, printed with photos of Zhang Yang and Hei Ge, were sent to all the police officers who could log into the police system, and everyone silently wrote down these two faces.

But there is a little doubt, the information called Brother Hei is very complete, and the photos are very clear, including all periods, but that Zhang He has only one, and he has long hair, and his eyes are a little unreal.

This photo is from two years ago, and there are some differences from the current Zhang Yang, but if you look closely, you can still see it.

"That's all I can do, and I hope you're right."

The car drove along the way for nearly an hour, everything was no different from usual, the wind was calm, and there was no check on the road, probably because of the early morning.

After looking at the time, the conductor began to remind.

"Passengers, there is still half an hour to the provincial capital, and a few minutes to the toll booth"

Toll booths!

As soon as the three words came into his ears, Zhang Yang sobered up.

After resting for an hour, Zhang Yang's spirit was much better.

There was nothing wrong along the way, which made Zhang Yang's heart feel a lot more steady, but he was always vigilant, because there was a toll booth in front of him, and he had to find a way to get through.

Drop off halfway?

If he can't get through, Zhang Yang can only do this.

Just when Zhang Yang was entangled, the car stopped again, but it seemed that a few passengers came up from the side of the national highway, one by one, there were five or six people, and the carriage that was just full of people was suddenly full.

The carriage was already full, but the conductor still let people squeeze it again, and Zhang Yang frowned, which was obviously overloaded.

Most of the drivers who run this line know other drivers, and they also know some people along the toll points and underworlds, including people from the traffic police force, so overloading is just commonplace for them, assuming that 10 people are overloaded, then earn 150 more, at most give the traffic police a few packs of cigarettes, pure business.

"Let's squeeze in."

The conductor kept squeezing people inside, and some passengers in the seats immediately complained, and the air in the carriage was a little muddy.

"Don't squeeze, there's no place!"

"Watch out for my bag, don't press it!"

There was a commotion in the carriage, and Zhang Yang looked out the window, ignoring these things, thinking about how to get out.

After the car was full of people, it continued to drive like a drunk man.

After 5 minutes.

Zhang Yang saw the warning sign on the side of the road, which said that there was a toll station 2 kilometers ahead, and there were no vehicles on the road in front, but the two buses did not drive on the road, but turned around and drove to a dirt road on the right.

"Hey, where is this going?"

"What's going on with the car?"

The surrounding passengers shouted, and the black, thin conductor explained loudly.

"There is a toll booth in front, and if you catch an overload, you will be fined, one hundred per person, and we will run in vain this time, let's take a detour from the village now, just to avoid the toll booth."

"You guys are also overloaded, hey, how long will it take to detour here?"

"Ten minutes, just go around in a circle, everyone bear with it, soon."

The car was obviously overloaded on a regular basis, and the driver was familiar with the road, which was lined with cornfields and peanut fields, and thought it had rained yesterday, so there was no dust on the dirt road.

Ignoring the complaints of those passengers, Zhang Yang's heart was a little surprised.

"Detour? That's right, I'm really sleepy and send a pillow! ”

Originally, he had planned to get off the bus halfway and find a way to bypass the toll booth, but the car was fined for being overloaded, so he took the initiative to avoid the toll booth by taking a detour, which made Zhang Yang feel at ease.

"It seems that my luck is not bad, so that I can get to the provincial capital in half an hour, and I am ready to find a way to go abroad."

The provincial capital is so big, with a population of several million, a Zhang Yang can't even make a splash when he mixes in, and the police can't find it if he hides in any remote corner, not to mention that the transportation modes in the provincial city are diversified, and there will always be a way to get out.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes a little comfortably, and his body bumped along with the car.

This kind of dirt road is not smooth, because on weekdays tricycles pass by, the ground is pressed out of three deep ravines, and the car drives past but is not in the two ravines, so the up and down is very bumpy, and the whole car complains.

The driver and the black and thin conductor didn't hear it, obviously they didn't hear this kind of complaint, on weekdays there were five trips a day, and each time they were overloaded and took the road, so this time, the driver didn't feel anything unusual, and even hummed a little song.

"Toll booths? Collect your big-headed ghost! (To be continued......)