Book 216 Ginseng Produced in the Mountains of the South?

Zhou Shu couldn't be sure what exactly caused Jǐng Cha for the time being, maybe it was the three people killed by the knife killing team, maybe it was the six that he and the knife killing team killed together, or maybe it was the thirty that he killed.

It's all homicides, and no matter which one of them is, it's just as bad...

"Shouldn't you be here to catch petitioners?" Zhou Shu said optimistically.

Fu Siyan said that the people who stopped the interview were all underworld forces, and lawbreakers had never had the strength to join them. After all, they are from the city, and they are not petitioning villagers, and the leading cadres in the city will not be like the township and town cadres who do not behave in disregard of their status.

Zhou Shu collapsed, "You still say good things for them?"

"I'm telling the truth, Mr. Zhou Shu!"

It was the first time that Zhou Shu and the knife killing team saw the tough side of this woman, and they couldn't help but be a little stunned. But they soon figured out how a woman who dared to stand up for her beliefs could not be tough?

"What should I do! I hate jǐngcha, I haven't even lived a day of ordinary life!"

Think about it!

Master Zhou forced himself to calm down and think about the current situation.

If the sneaky jǐng cha downstairs really came at him, then the jǐng cha must have some evidence before they doubt themselves and examine themselves.

"What evidence have I left behind?"

Zhou Shu didn't know how Jǐng Cha handled the case, nor did he know their efficiency, so he didn't feel particularly surprised that he was locked into disgust so quickly, just that the other party had great powers.

If it was changed to the White Night Country, Zhou Shu thought about it for a while...... The bad habit of killing people was cultivated by himself in the White Moon Kingdom, probably on the way to the lantern area with the sick princess, and he was completely accustomed to such a craft. At that time, there was a princess of a country, and Zhou Shu didn't care much about how the society of Baiyue Kingdom evaluated him. So he only has some burden on the moral level of killing, and he has not considered that there is a price to pay for killing.

It's different now to return to Earth, this is Zhou Shu's hometown, and if he wants to live quietly, he has to abide by the rules of this society. It is precisely because of the importance of this society that he feels so helpless now.

By the way, Zhou Shu thought of the sick princess, and immediately had the idea of solving the trouble in front of him.

As long as Jǐng Cha doesn't investigate this matter anymore, it's fine. Perhaps, with a sufficiently heavyweight official, he could get out of trouble.

Zhou Shu hurriedly turned on the computer, took a look at the voice and smile of his governor, and kept it in his mind. "As long as I can make a copy of the governor and let him put pressure on the jǐng chas, I'll be safe, right?" he thought, and began to search the Internet for the governor's travel information.

Zhou Yi took ten jǐng forces and drove three cars overnight to the outskirts of the city, Heichao Mountain, the abandoned village in Yang Yihong's data.

In the name of looking for the fleeing suspect, in fact, Captain Zhou took his subordinates to do private work. He texted his friends on the way to Black Nest Mountain. Let him buy a plane ticket to run to a city in the northeast or northwest before he is even wanted, and say that he will arrive later.

Yang Yihong didn't want to teach in the northwest, so he decisively bought a ticket to Shenyang, and planned to find a small town to settle down and hide for a while after getting off the plane there.

After Zhou Yi arrived at Black Nest Mountain with a team of jǐng members, he walked around the village for a whole night before finding the village shown on the map.

This village has been de-administratively for some years, but it has not become a deserted village as Yang Yihong heard about, but has become a natural village, with only three households and a dozen villagers.

There is no electricity in the village. Wells are used for drafting, and houses are made of mud. The only two brick houses have been abandoned. The low red brick square walls are also written with the kind of slogans left over from the Cultural Revolution that make people feel uncomfortable to look at.

The jǐng members looked around, and when they saw the situation in the surrounding natural villages, they suddenly felt very detached from reality. As someone who grew up in the city, it's hard to imagine anyone living so primitively in this era.

An old convict looked at the surrounding bald mountains with envy and sighed: "It's good to be able to retire in such a place after retirement, and to grow some fields for self-sufficiency." ”

The younger jǐng member was dismissive of this, "Oh, this realm...... Team Zhou. How did you know that Yang Yihong hid here, this place is really suitable for Tibetans. ”

Zhou Yi glanced at the young man and felt that he was brainless and had reached a certain level. This village is so crowded, any outsider will definitely be watched, how can it be suitable for Tibetans. Hidden in the city. It is convenient to hide only in crowded places.

A group of jǐng cha suddenly broke into the village, and naturally they were watched by the villagers. A few black-skinned old men in tattered coats looked blankly at the dozen or so jǐng cha who had tumbled down from the mountain. There are very few young people in the village, and there is only one one to be seen at a glance.

Zhou Yi suddenly felt that the secret of his body was actually nothing, but fortunately, his parents also had the same strength as himself to get himself into the sports team, otherwise he was afraid that he would have a childhood of running crazy in the mountains with a bare butt. He couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this.

Black Nest Mountain is a barren mountain, and nothing is good for planting. In the early years, there was a little mine in it, and the mountain was dug by small mines and potholes, and the standard poor mountains and bad water.

As if to confirm the words of the poor mountain and bad water, a young woman with red skin from the sun and her hair that had not been washed for about two quarters came over with a strange smile.

The jǐng members just wanted to find a local to ask about the situation, they didn't trust their captain's judgment too much, but there was no opposition in the team, so they should go out and relax.

Before the jǐng member could speak, the crimson woman showed an unhappy face and pointed her finger at Zhou Yi's feet and said, "Hey, city people, you stepped on one of my ginseng under your feet." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yi suddenly felt that his IQ had been taken care of, "The south still produces ginseng?"

The crimson woman pushed Jǐng Cha to Zhou Yi's side, bent down and moved his feet away.

Zhou Yike was not used to being scratched by his ankles, so he hurriedly got out of the way. As a result, he watched as the woman threw a palm-long, finger-thick ginseng from the ground. looked at the place I had just stepped on, and it seemed that a few ginseng leaves had really been trampled by myself.

The crimson woman grabbed the ginseng with broken roots, threw it into Zhou Yi's arms, and said unhappily: "I have been guarding this ginseng here for many years, and today I was trampled on by you." You're going to lose me money. ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yi felt that his IQ was taken care of again, "Didn't you dig up this ginseng? I just stepped on a rotten leaf, and it wasn't that I couldn't grow it." ”

The crimson woman nodded, "You want to pay the bill, don't you?" Without saying a word, she picked up a stone on the ground and put on a look like she was going to fight. (To be continued......)