I want to be a super cop

Chapter 119 Anonymous

No matter what kind of person they are, they all have a fragile side in their hearts, but everyone expresses it differently.

Like the yellow sand in the desert, it looks endless, but it is extremely easy to collapse.

The same is true for Yao Weiqiang at this moment.

The successive financial and emotional hammers made him very irritable. He needed to vent, and after venting, he was incomparably frustrated.

More, it is unwilling.

The man with the knife opened the passenger car door and got in. Under the paralysis of alcohol, Yao Weiqiang was in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, unaware that he had changed.

"Damn, who are you riding on the horse!"

Yao Weiqiang cursed in a daze, and tilted his head to look at the co-pilot beside him.

"Ha ha."

The man in the co-pilot snorted, and put the dagger on Yao Weiqiang's neck expressionlessly: "It's good to have money, and you can do whatever you want, but Boss Yao seems to have drunk too much tonight, so I can't tell who it is." Who is it, take a good look at me again."

"He and I.."

Yao Weiqiang subconsciously opened his mouth and cursed. As soon as the words came out, his unresponsive brain finally understood that the person speaking was a man. He suddenly came back to his senses, opened his eyes suddenly, and stared blankly at the masked man in front of him. A man with a pair of eyes exposed.

This look is very indifferent and calm.

"Boss Yao, this big gold chain of yours seems quite thick and expensive, right?" The man squinted at him, his tone unwavering, the hand holding the knife was very steady, resting on his neck motionlessly: "Is it the big boss, Lu Ziye, who dares to drink and drive, is he dead?"

The cold dagger was attached to his neck, and goosebumps appeared. Yao Weiqiang, who was still drunk, became sober in an instant, and did not dare to move: "If you like it, brother, just take it. There is still some cash in the buckle. Take it all away, people travel in the rivers and lakes, and occasionally money is a bit tight and there is no money to spend, I understand it very well."

At this time, Yao Weiqiang was very cooperative.

With a wealth of experience in the world, he can clearly perceive that the man is by no means a simple character from the man's eyes.

If I dare not cooperate, I will be picked up and down by the man in minutes, and I will be completely indifferent here.

However, what the man said next made him tremble.

"I'm not looking for you for money."

As he spoke, the man took off his mask, took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit it, and smoked it in big gulps.

"It's you?!"

Yao Weiqiang stared at the boss, staring at the face in front of him, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

"Are you surprised?"

"Desperate?"

The man grinned and flicked the cigarette ash: "Come here today to find you, and taking your life is one of the things. The other thing is to ask you to find out. Who else was involved in that case in school?!"

"Which case."

Yao Weiqiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and big beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Which case are you talking about? You are so flustered, what are you pretending to do with me?" The man stuffed the half-smoked cigarette into Yao Weiqiang's mouth, and lit another one himself: "Chen Rong's case , now you know?"

"Chen Chen... I don't know, I'm just a boy, a small follower, I don't know the specific things in the middle, I'm just an errand runner, and I was only responsible for stealing the security guard's key that day. What did I do, I don't know."

Yao Weiqiang began to tremble when he spoke.

"Oh?"

The man withdrew the knife expressionlessly and then swung the knife. The blade directly pierced Yao Weiqiang's thigh, which was extremely smooth.

The man said coldly: "Do you know now?"

Yao Weiqiang, who was in pain, screamed subconsciously: "Ah, I... I really don't know."

"Then go to die!"

The man lost his last patience, opened his left hand and pressed Yao Weiqiang's head firmly, and held a knife in his right hand, slashing towards his neck.

"I don't know, I really don't know!"

Yao Weiqiang struggled for the last time, shouting hysterically.

The blade quickly cut the flesh on Yao Weiqiang's neck easily, and the tingling pain was sent to his brain through the nerves very clearly.

At this moment, he seemed to see blood flying in front of his eyes, his body was shaking like chaff, his lower body trembled uncontrollably, his pants were wet a lot, and the smell of urine permeated the car.

"You really don't seem to know."

The man withdrew his knife, frowned and looked at Yao Weiqiang, who was already in a dazed state, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that he is really just a peripheral pony?"

After a few seconds.

Yao Weiqiang fully reacted, touched his neck in panic, his hands were covered with blood, but there was no scene of blood spurting, and he let out a heavy breath of relief.

"For the sake of the fact that you haven't done anything excessive to Chen Sheng in the past six months, I will spare your life today." The man looked at Yao Weiqiang coldly with a cigarette in his mouth: "Now she is with Yan Zhaoxing, If you dare to pester her again, hehe."

Having said that, the man opened the car door, turned around and got out of the car, walked steadily into the nearby woods, and took out his mobile phone.

It's a very old Nokia feature phone with a pixel-perfect screen.

"Hello, 120? There is a person here who is bleeding. The address is."

After making the call, the man pulled out the battery, took off the phone card, broke it into pieces and threw it into the bushes, then reinserted a new card, dialed a number again, and disappeared into the woods completely.

If this call was made to the 110 police center, the operator would be surprised to find that the voice was exactly the same as the previous anonymous reporting calls.

……

Haiyue Xiaozhu.

Inside the room.

Zhong Tianzheng, Yan Zhaoxing and a group of people exchanged cups and cups, having fun.

Everyone is an easy-going person, and Ah Xiang quickly integrated into it, silently biting the drinking straw, watching Yan Zhaoxing holding Zhong Tianzheng's shoulders, talking happily and full of curiosity.

At this moment, Zhong Tianzheng's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Officer Zhong, hello."

On the phone, there was a blunt voice, which was the voice of the anonymous reporting call he had heard countless times.

"Hello."

The smile on Zhong Tianzheng's face disappeared immediately, and he turned on the recording function.

"Turn on the speakerphone."

Zhong Tianzheng was silent, and then did as he did.

"Zhong Tianzheng, Yan Zhaoxing, Yu Cheng, are you three here?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was mechanically blunt, with no emotion at all: "The performance of the three of you disappointed me a bit, especially you Zhong Tianzheng, as Chen Rong's boyfriend, until now, Chen Rong's case, You didn't react at all, tsk tsk."

Zhong Tianzheng gritted his teeth and said, "There is no doubt about the Chen Rong case, at least so far, there is no doubt."

"That's your incompetence!"

"Let me tell you, the fun has just begun. None of the people involved in the Chen Rong case can escape. Aren't you and Yu Cheng both policemen now? Come on, let's see who will uncover this case first."

"Jie Jie!"

Having said that, the phone was hung up immediately.

(End of this chapter)