Wu Lai hesitated a little, and the guard policeman shouted to him again, Solution! Wu Lai began to untie the rope that was already tied to the waistband of his trousers, took it out and held it in his hand, not daring to hand it to Wei Changchang.

Wei Zhuang was intimidated by the prestige of the guarding police, and also untied his belt, but did not hand it to Wu Lai. The guard shouted again, bringing him the leash.

Wei Qiang had to hand the brown cowhide belt in his hand to Wu Lai, but Wu Lai didn't dare to take it. The guard policeman raised his mouth and motioned for him to take it, but he was embarrassed to hand the knotted and still somewhat dirty rope to Wei Changcheng.

Of course, Wei Zhuangqiang didn't want to take the rotten rope that was used as a trouser belt, he turned his body away, and his butt was facing Wu Lai, and the guarding policeman said with an order and took the rope.

Wei Qiang didn't turn around, but Wu Lai turned to face him and handed him the rope. And said in a very low voice, I'll give you back your belt later.

I don't know if Wei Chang heard it, but I saw Wei Zhuang reluctantly take the rope and throw it on the ground. The guard pointed to the rope and puffed out his eyes and yelled at him to pick it up.

Wei Changqiang had to admit the wind and picked it up out of helplessness. The guard reluctantly ordered it to tie it around the waistband of his trousers. Wei Qiang, who was holding his trouser button with one hand and grasping the rope with the other, had to do so. However, he gritted his teeth and glanced at Wu Lai again. Wu Lai hesitated, and then buried his head and tied the belt to his pants. After the deed, the guard policeman told them to go to work quickly, and if they couldn't finish the task, they would have to work overtime.

Wei Qiang shoveled a few shovels of soil on the dirty road, looked up, and found Wu Lai walking towards the jungle on the side of the road.

Seeing that the guarding police had already gone over there to inspect it, Wei Qiang's heart was hot, he put the shovel down, and walked towards the jungle on the side of the road.

For passers-by and other prisoners of labor reform, he also gave people the impression that it was convenient to go to the forest, but he was not at all, he wanted to go over and "repair" Wu Lai, intending to let out a bad breath.

Wu Laizheng was urinating on the root of a black locust tree, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and he was inadvertent, planning to finish his work, put on his pants and leave.

But before the pants were put on, his neck was strangled by a rope, and when he touched it, he felt that this was the rope he used as a trouser belt, and he was ordered by the guard to hand it to Wei Dacheng a quarter of an hour ago, and now it came to his neck again, obviously Wei Daqiang came to take revenge on him when he saw that there was no one in the woods.

Before he could think about pulling his head, Wei Qiang roared, Wu Lai, return the leash to me, otherwise Lao Tzu will strangle you today.

Wu Lai struggled to speak, do you dare? If you want to strangle me, you have to shoot me. Wei Zhuangqiang is really trying hard, do you give it or not? Wu Lai was already difficult to speak, but he still held back a sentence, if I want to return the belt, you will ...... Beard...... In front of the guards......

Fuck, dying, and still stubborn. Wei Qiang scolded with a grumble, and kicked him on the waist hatefully, and strangled his neck again, and for nearly 10 minutes, Wu Lai, who turned over with the whites of his eyes and twisted straight, did not move, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Wei Qiang was a little panicked in his heart, and as soon as he touched Wu Lai's nostrils and lost his breath, he hurriedly pulled out the cow belt that was his from Wu Lai's trouser button and tied it to the waist of his trousers.

He moved his eyes and found that Wu Lai's dead eyes were staring at him, he felt a horror that he had never felt before, and thought: The only way now is to escape, if you escape, you can pick up a life, if you are caught by the public security police, you have to be sentenced to eat a gun, because the simple truth of killing people pays for their lives, even children understand, Wei Zhuang, of course, knows it, the more he knows, the more afraid he is.

He ran desperately into the depths of the forest, running and running and tripped over a kudzu vine, which made him "smart", that is, he figured it out: you killed someone, the sky net is restored, negligent but not leaky, can you escape? He regretted it a little, and he hurriedly came up with a way to cover up his crime.

He quickly pulled up the kudzu vine, used his hands and teeth together, turned the kudzu vine into a rope and held it in his hand, and immediately returned to the corpse that killed Wu Lai, tied the kudzu vine alive around his neck, and then hung Wu Lai's body on the black locust tree, disguised as the scene of Wu Lai's suicide by hanging his neck.

He was about to get out of the forest and return to the rough road to repair the road, only after walking a few steps, he came up with another thing, and then returned to Wu Lai's corpse, untied his belt and tied it to the waistband of Wu Lai's trousers, and then tied the knotted dirty rope that strangled Wu Lai to the waistband of his trousers, and then swaggered out of the jungle.

The guard policeman was standing on the highway looking at him and shouting, Old Wei, there is no hair pit on the mountain, I thought you fell into the hair pit! Come and work, if you can't finish the task, you have to work overtime.

Know! Wei Changchang tried his best to restrain his flustered expression, and pretended to be calm.

Did Wu Lai relieve himself on the mountain? Why hasn't it come down yet? The guard asked.

I don't know? I don't know! Wei Zhuang shook his head as he spoke.

What's going on here? The guards were alert. Immediately go to the roadside jungle to inspect, I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, the person who hanged himself on the black locust tree was not Wu Lai, a prisoner of labor reform?

Why did he hang himself? The guard policeman was puzzled, after all, he had the guts, so he approached the black locust tree to take a closer look, and he actually saw the flaws, based on previous experience, the self-hanged people generally bleed from their nostrils, and their tongues would also fall out with blood stains for a long time, which was very terrifying, but Wu Lai, who hanged himself in front of him, did not fall out of his tongue, nor did his nostrils bleed, but his eyes were wide open, and his face was frozen with an angry expression, which did not look very terrifying.

What made the guarding policeman even more puzzled was that it was not a rope that caught Wu Lai's neck, but a thick kudzu vine. The police officer went around to the back of the body to inspect it, and found that the deceased had kick marks on his waist.

He knew it in his heart, and deduced that it was fake for Wu Lai to hang himself by hanging his neck on the black locust tree, and it was true that he was killed by him. Who killed Wu Lai? He suspected that it was Wei Qiang.

The guarding policeman immediately called 110 to call the police, and he went into the forest to the side of the road to calmly stabilize Wei Qiang, who was working with a shovel, and chatted with him kindly. When the police car of the Public Security Criminal Investigation Brigade drove over, the guarding policeman immediately scolded Wei Qiang, Old Wei, how did Wu Lai die?

I don't know? Wei Zhuangqiang is still pretending.

The police of the Criminal Investigation Brigade got out of the police car, and the guarding police ordered Wei Qiang to go to the forest to identify the crime scene. Wei Changqiang still pretended not to know, and entered the forest to lead a few policemen in the opposite direction of the black locust tree.

The guard said angrily, "I don't want you to lead the way, let them follow me." Approached the black locust tree again and walked around to the back of Wu Lai's body hanging from the tree, pointed to the kick marks on his buttocks and shouted, Tell me honestly, who kicked this? There are also footprint prints left on it. Even if Wu Lai committed suicide by hanging his neck, it was impossible for him to kick himself, and even if he kicked himself, it was impossible for him to kick his ass. Wei Zhuang denied it vigorously, how can I know? I didn't kick him again.

Okay, you didn't kick him, you took off the black-soled tourist shoe on your right foot and matched it with the foot print on the deceased's buttocks. A tall policeman stared at him.