Chapter 39: The Devil's Deal
In the room, Feng Lan once again added night.
"What the hell are you going to do? Are you satisfied when I'm dead? Feng Lan asked.
"I don't want to do anything, as long as you finish what I said, I will never harass you again, otherwise I will make your life worse than death, of course, if you really have the courage to commit suicide, then I have nothing to say."
Feng Lan's hands were trembling, and Lele's appearance appeared in her mind again, she really couldn't do it.
"I know you're hesitating, but think about it, when your child is born, your husband will definitely love you even more, happiness has a price, this is the condition, if you don't kill him, then you will wait for the family to be ruined, and you will become a joke in everyone's eyes."
The words of the night are like opening a floodgate, happiness has a price, Feng Lan must pay the corresponding price if she wants to get what she wants.
"It's not difficult to kill a child who can just walk, you can just create an accident, your relationship with Chen Meina is so good, I believe she will not suspect you, this is the last time I will talk to you before you do it, if you don't do it tomorrow, you can wait."
The night was really moving this time, and Feng Lan also realized this.
Feng Lan deleted the night again, holding her phone without saying a word, it seemed that there was only one way to go now, either her family broke up, her scandal was exposed and became a laughing stock, or she went to kill Lele.
Chen Meina is so young, she can have another one without her child, but she can't do it herself, she can't shamelessly go to others to borrow seeds again.
What's more, now that time is pressing, Feng Lan has no room to think about it anymore.
Feng Lan's face slowly showed a fierce look, and the hand kept exerting force, and the mobile phone was clucking.
Thoughts are like a flood that once the last shackles are broken and the gap is opened, it will be out of control.
This is called an open-mindedness.
Under the cover of night, He Wei drove the car unhurriedly and followed the garbage truck to the garbage dump on the outskirts of the city. Knowing that the garbage would be transported to the garbage disposal site, he quickly followed.
The garbage dump covers a large area, and more than a dozen figures are rummaging through the mountains of garbage, mosquitoes flying around, and the stench is stinking. He Wei couldn't help but cover his nose.
After hesitating for a while, He Wei walked towards an old man.
"Hey, did you see a pair of suit pants and a brown shirt?" He Wei asked.
The old man just glanced at He Wei and opened the woven bag he was carrying, the bag contained a lot of clothes, emitting a foul smell, and these clothes would eventually flow back to the stall after washing, He Wei glanced at it twice and didn't see his clothes.
As soon as the garbage truck dumped the garbage on the ground, a bunch of people rushed over and began to rummage, He Weiqiang endured the stench and stared at it on the side, for fear of missing it.
Soon the garbage in this car was rummaged through, and all the paper and plastic clothes were turned out, and He Wei did not find his clothes from beginning to end.
Was it picked up by someone else?
At this time, He Wei noticed the garbage disposal process on a sign not far away, it turned out that there were more than a dozen garbage dumps in the city, and it is conceivable that there must be a large number of people picking up garbage in other places, his clothes and pants are all brand goods, and they are intact, I am afraid that they will be picked up at the first time, and it is impossible to find them like this.
After some inquiry, He Wei came to one of the largest scrap yards in the city.
After showing his intentions, the owner of the scrap station took He Wei to the edge of a huge laundry pool, the laundry pool is very large, and countless clothes are floating in the yellow-brown washing liquid at will, according to the boss's introduction, the clothes received on the day will be soaked for a day, and then washed, bleached, deodorized, and dried, and then sorted and packaged for sale.
He Wei's clothes have been lost for a few days, and I'm afraid they can't be sold, and the boss of what kind and style has not registered at all, because the clothes here are sold by the kilogram.
Although he doesn't know where the clothes will be sold in the end, He Wei is also relieved after watching the washing process, even if the police finally find his clothes, it is probably impossible to detect any bloodstains.
On the way back, He Wei carefully reviewed what happened in the past few days, first the netizen named Ai Lijie who died broke the news that he killed Ye Xiaoling back then, and then Wang Jieyu used plagiarism to blackmail herself, and then Ermao's matter, which was obviously a trap, and finally the theft of Zhou Xia's grave.
These things are obviously deliberately done by someone, this black hand seems to be getting closer and closer, He Wei has a hunch that this hand is going to attack him.
The first target of He Wei's suspicion of this person hiding behind him is Wang Jieyu, the young Ai Lijie just jumped out of the threat, and she also knows Qi Hong's hometown, and she knows Zhou Xia's grave, it is entirely possible that she designed to capture Ermao and tie them behind the door to frame them, and it is more likely that she dug Zhou Xia's grave after them.
The purpose is also very simple, to avenge Qi Hong.
But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, Ermao was strong and strong, how could Wang Jieyu catch him? This is not logical.
So who exactly is this person? A certain friend of Qi Hong, but I haven't heard that Qi Hong has any other friends, since Qi Hong's accident, almost all of his friends have cut off contact with him.
If it wasn't Qi Hong's friends, could it be an enemy against a few of them?
So who could this man be?
The black hand has not found He Wei and there is a more serious situation to face, and the expedition team has come to the news that they have begun to cooperate with the police to go down to the sinkhole to find Ermao's body, and the police seem to have seen through He Wei's plan and know that he threw Ermao's body into the sinkhole. He Wei had to admire the police's reasoning skills.
Although He Wei is confident that the sinkhole where he threw his body is connected to the underground river, if the police find Ermao's clothes or hair in the sinkhole, then their suspense will be further increased.
Suddenly, He Wei's eyes lit up, and he thought of the Wrangler, but when he pushed the cart down, the door was closed!
It's not good, it's just that something went wrong here, and if you fall down at such a high distance, you won't die and be seriously injured, how can you climb out? The police must have thought of this and guessed that Ermao might not be in the car at all, and the scene of the car accident in Xiaoninghe was nothing more than a maze to cover up the truth.
He Wei only thought about things, completely forgetting that he had run a red light.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, He Wei crashed straight into a Porsche that was turning.
He Wei reacted, and then braked with a slam on the brake.
The owner of the Porsche jumped out of the car, and the left side of the Porsche was hit into a large piece, the hood also knocked up, and the headlights also exploded, causing serious damage.
The owner jumped out of the car, took a look at the smashed car, and cursed.
"How the do you drive? Blind? I can't see a red light, get out of the car! The fat body of the Porsche owner moved sideways, and the big fan-like hand kept tapping He Wei's window.
He Wei was dumbfounded, and only then did he realize that he had been in a car accident.
The scene was a mess, and the two people crossed the intersection and seriously obstructed traffic.
The owner grabbed He Wei's collar and dragged him to the front of the car, pointed to his car and shouted: "Look, Porsche, can you afford it?" Sell the house, grass your uncle's. ”
Saying that, the owner of the Porsche slapped it in the face.
He Wei was distraught, and dodging the fat man's hand was a hook that hit the fat man in the nose.
There was a crisp sound, and the fat man's head was raised, and he took a few steps back and fell to the ground, with a wild nosebleed.