In the dungeon, he huddled quietly in the corner of the bed, not daring to look at what was happening in the opposite corner.

There is a large outlet in that corner, which leads directly to the sewer located further down, which can be closed at ordinary times, so as not to let the smell in the sewer come in, or when the sewer is seriously blocked, the sewage overflows, and after opening, it can be used as a garbage can, throwing things into it or draining it, naturally, it is also a good place to throw corpses.

Zheng Liang was lying in that corner, falling into a coma again, his right hand was gone, gone, no longer existing, his upper arm was tied with a tourniquet near his shoulder, his left hand was dripping with blood, his muscles and blood vessels were exposed, and his upper arm was also tied with a tourniquet.

scooped up a scoop of water from the bucket next to him and poured it on Zheng Liang's face, Sun An said casually: "I'm quite worthy of you, I don't say it until now, it's a man, it's just a little stupid, I can't tell you that person is more cruel than me, and I don't care about you at all, you've been missing for a day, and you haven't even heard a sound until now, you can be completely liberated by saying it, why insist on suffering?"

The water poured into Zheng Liang's nose, choking him up, and when he woke up, he screamed in pain and trembled, and Sun An didn't hear anything he said.

Putting down the water scoop, Sun An picked up the tea knife on the side, made a horizontal cut at Zheng Liang's elbow socket, pinched the severed muscle bundle and slowly pulled it up.

Zheng Liang's voice was already very hoarse, almost unable to scream, sweat soaked his hair, as if he had just taken a hot bath, his eyes bulged out, and his body twitched violently like an electric shock.

Gently tore off the entire bundle of muscles and threw it into the water outlet, Sun An picked up the tea knife again, and suddenly stabbed into the junction of Zheng Liang's chest and abdomen, and said: " Don't say it, forget it, I'm a little sleepy, quietly waiting for me to sleep, and then it won't make it so easy for you, let's get the stomach through first, get some gastric fluid out, let you experience the taste of stomach perforation, rest assured, you don't die so easily, it's just that the abdominal cavity will be seriously infected, peritonitis is very painful, and the burning pain is very unbearable, but I will control the amount, you are not so easy to die, let's continue tomorrow night. ”

After speaking, he pulled the tea knife down, and blood suddenly gushed out from the wound.

"I ...... I say, I say...... Please, kill me!" Zheng Liang looked down at the blood that flowed to his chest, then looked at Sun An, and said in a trembling voice.

The blade is short, Zheng Liang is fat, and there is thick fat in his abdomen, this knife did not hurt the internal organs, but seeing his stomach being cut open, anyone will be afraid.

"Say it, say it, you're tired, I'm tired, it's easy for everyone to say it, but you have to remember that you are a person with a wife and children, if you know that you will die, in order to get rid of it, lie to me before you die, then your wife and children will continue to suffer in your place, I don't care if they are all innocent. Sun An let go of his hand, looked at Zheng Liang and said.

"Yes...... Municipal...... Fan Hongfang instructed me to find a way to put you in prison...... That's all I know...... You're ...... Kill me......" Zheng Liang is indeed tired, physically and mentally tired.

"Fan Hongfang, I don't know, why did he put me in jail?" Sun An frowned and recalled, shaking his head, "Forget it, let's check it slowly later." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the tea knife, pulled it out, and then stabbed it hard into Zheng Liang's heart, then let go of his hand, and knocked the end of the handle into his chest with his palm.

Zheng Liang's body jumped, tense, blood gushed out of his mouth, and it didn't take long for him to exhale and never move again.

............

After disposing of Zheng Liang's body, Sun An turned off the exhaust fan, washed his hands, and lay down on a quiet small bed.

Jing Jing shrank into the corner again, she saw the whole process of Zheng Liang's loss of his right hand, and had a heartfelt fear of Sun An, the person she asked Zheng Liang was not Sun An she knew, and she felt very uneasy when she thought that her original purpose was to kill Sun An.

The thought of killing him was completely gone.

"I'm cold. Sun An, as before, slept outside the bed, with his left hand crossed in front of the pillow.

Lying down quietly and obediently, he shuddered slightly when he touched his somewhat cold body.

Sun An picked up the phone and handed it to Jing Jing: "Help me make a call to the sick sheep, he shouldn't have slept yet, right?" I forgot to ask him for his phone number the last time we met. ”

Jingjing didn't answer the phone, just shook her head.

"No, it's cautious, okay, I'll see what's so great about this Sudao coffee. Sun An said and dialed the phone number of the coffee shop, and last time Sister Su gave him a leaflet with a phone number on it.

The phone was quickly picked up, and a young man's voice rang out: "Sudao Coffee, may I ask what is the matter with you?"

It was a voice that Sun An had heard, but he was not impressed, it was not a receptionist, nor was it a sick sheep.

"I'm Sun An, I don't know if you've heard it, please let the sick sheep answer the phone. He gave his name.

"Please wait. The other party did not hesitate, nor did he deny that there was a sick sheep in the coffee shop as he did that day.

Sun An turned on the hands-free.

"I'm a sick sheep, what's the matter?" soon came the voice of a sick sheep on the phone.

Quietly sat up and listened carefully to the phone.

"Do you know Fan Hongfang of the municipal party committee? Please help me find out why he asked people to put me in prison. Sun An plans to hand over this matter to Sudao Coffee, on the one hand, he wants to see how powerful the coffee shop is, and on the other hand, he also wants to see Sister Su again.

"Is it Fan Hongfang?" asked the sick sheep in a surprised tone, his voice raising significantly.

"What? do you know?" Sun An was also a little surprised.

The sick sheep's voice regained its calmness: "We tracked down the people who hired quiet, found the city party committee, locked up a few people, and are screening, Fan Hongfang is one of them, if you can be sure that he wants to put you in prison, then he is likely to hire quiet to kill you." ”

"Found it so quickly?" Sun An asked in surprise, he was deeply impressed by the strength of the coffee shop, he caught Jing Jing, but he didn't have a clue at all, and the coffee shop started from Sunday afternoon to the early morning of Wednesday, only two and a half days, it has been found on the side of the municipal party committee, and several targets have been locked, I have to say that this is very efficient.

"Now that we know who that person is, then our investigation can be over, what else do you have to do? Are you quiet?" there was no smug in the sick sheep's tone, just concerned about his disciple.

"Lying next to me, I can hear you, but unfortunately I can't talk to you, continue to help me track down Fan Hongfang's line, I don't know him, he hired someone to kill people inexplicably, obviously instructed by someone, help me find out that person, you don't need to take risks, just help me find out." Sun An turned his head and glanced at Jingjing.

"I know, I'll go and check, since it's Fan Hongfang, it should be found out soon, please don't hurt Jingjing. The sick sheep didn't say anything to Jingjing.

"I never wanted to hurt her. Sun An smiled and hung up the phone.

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