I want to be a super cop

Chapter 244 Street Fighting
"No, no, no!"

Zhong Tianzheng suddenly came to his senses, casually pressed the cigarette butt a few times, ran outside and walked out quickly, speaking quickly: "Ah Xiang, hurry up and contact the team leader, if you find anything, and ask Xue Xiaodong's residence The people who are here are missing out."

"Ok."

Ah Xiang followed up quickly, and began to follow Zhong Tianzheng's instructions.

"Officer, sit down for a while."

behind.

The person in charge looked at the backs of the two, and politely stayed.

Until they disappeared around the corner of the corridor, the smile on the person in charge's face completely disappeared: "Fuck, I almost missed it. Damn it, damn Xue Xiaodong, did you kill anyone? You almost exposed my affair. .”

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called his assistant: "Hurry up and deal with the relationship with Xue Xiaodong, and don't involve our company."

……

In the car.

Zhong Tian was driving the car, and Ah Xiang was in the co-pilot to contact the team leader.

Just as Zhong Tianzheng guessed.

They found no trace of Xue Xiaodong's residence.

"What did you find?" the team leader asked.

"According to the description of the person in charge of the comic company, Xue Xiaodong's personal style is messy, and he has several residences, which shows that this person is emotionally casual." Zhong Tianzheng analyzed into the hands-free microphone.

"casual?"

The group leader asked repeatedly, and paused for probably several seconds: "Is it what you want to say?"

"Right, that is it."

Zhong Tianzheng responded affirmatively: "A person with casual feelings must have no feelings for Faifei Wong. When he is with Faifei Wong, he is just greedy for her body."

"That is to say, he is not suspected of committing a crime!" the team leader added: "A person with casual feelings will never care about his relationship with Feifei Wong, so he has no motive for committing a crime at all. Feifei Wong's death is likely to be related to He doesn’t matter!”

"Correct!"

Zhong Tianzheng's eyes were bright: "The person in charge of the comic company just said that when he went out to play with Xue Xiaodong, he felt that someone was following them!"

"Xue Xiaodong suddenly can't be contacted now, it is very likely that the person who followed him found him!"

Zhong Tianzheng quickly expressed his conjecture: "I now seriously suspect that it is Liu Wentao, only he has the motive for committing the crime. He knew that Wang Feifei had an affair with Xue Xiaodong, so he couldn't bear it for a while, and his mentality exploded. Killing Feifei Wang, but this is not enough for him to vent, he wants revenge."

"It is very possible that he is at Xue Xiaodong's house now!" The team leader's tone was a bit serious, and he hurriedly ordered to the people around him: "Check, check for me quickly, check the place where Xue Xiaodong was last active, and find out his activity track , we must find his residence as quickly as possible."

"Yes."

The phone suddenly became noisy.

……

at the same time.

Bar Street in the new district.

Xue Xiaodong, who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, had a flushed face and came out of the bar reeking of alcohol. He shook his dizzy head and wandered the street belching.

"What a hiccup.. Really Nima back!"

Xue Xiaodong lit a cigarette for himself with unsteady steps: "I finally found a girl who was willing to marry and spend money for me, but she died in the end, what a pity, what a pity!"

The direction Xue Xiaodong was going was his other residence two kilometers away, and he didn't take a taxi, which was his habit.

There is only one reason to develop this habit, to save money.

He likes drinking and sex, and most of his life expenses are spent on entertainment. However, he is used to spending money on things other than entertainment.

This bar is also a place he often comes to. With his good appearance and deliberately disguised deep look, paired with sexy stubble, he sits ordering a bottle of beer with a melancholy look on his face. The whole person looks vicissitudes style, in order to find "destined people".

To put it bluntly.

Deceiving money and sex.

There are a lot of people like him.

This routine worked well in the past, and Liang, a young girl who came to the nightclub to have fun, sometimes liked to try this tune.

As long as someone takes the bait, he will directly take it back to his residence, which can not only get what he needs but also save money, and is economical.

But it is different now.

Society is changing.

His style is no longer suitable, and now it still depends on the money. If you don’t spend money, no one will look at him, so the success rate is much lower.

Nowadays.

He still got nothing, and Wang Feifei's sudden death made him somewhat depressed, so he drank a little more.

"vomit."

Unknowingly walking to the rented place, Xue Xiaodong vomited against the wall.

In the dark alley, the dim light stretched his figure very long.

"Da da da."

Behind.

There was a sound of footsteps.

under the light.

A man reeking of alcohol stepped out and ran over to Xue Xiaodong, who was leaning against the wall and throwing up.

The man's outstretched arm was reflected on the ground by the light, casting a long shadow.

in his hands.

The shadow of a fruit knife was stretched longer by the light, like a 45-meter-long knife.

"Snapped."

The man reached out and patted Xue Xiaodong on the back of the neck.

"Who is it!"

Xue Xiaodong suddenly became unhappy.

"Xue Xiaodong, right?"

The man pressed his palm firmly to the back of his neck: "You may not know me, let me introduce myself first, my name is Liu Wentao, oh, no, so you may not know me."

Liu Wentao's mouth smelled strongly of liquor: "Let's put it this way, I'm Faye Wong's boyfriend."

"!"

When Xue Xiaodong heard this sentence in a daze, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.

He knew that Wang Feifei had a boyfriend, and Wang Feifei also took the initiative to tell himself that he was just treating him as a mentally retarded cash machine.

We've talked for a long time, but the two of them are just in love, and they're just interacting with each other.

"It seems that you seem to remember."

Liu Wentao sneered, and raised the small fruit knife in his right hand that was as long as a finger: "Go to hell!"

Without any hesitation.

With a strong wind, the fruit knife was about to stab down.

Just momentarily.

Xue Xiaodong shouted, not caring about the mess and disgust, and directly grabbed the filth that he had vomited in front of him and threw it at Liu Wentao.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wentao was smeared with dirt.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Xiaodong broke free and ran away.

Liu Wentao wiped his face carelessly, and quickly chased him out.

The end of the alley.

A middle-aged man appears.

"help me."

The flustered Xue Xiaodong rushed over and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm: "Help me!"

The middle-aged man looked at Xue Xiaodong expressionlessly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

in the eyes.

A trace of coldness flashed across.

Middle-aged hands.

A switchblade suddenly appeared, flashing coldly.

At this moment.

"Any accomplices?"

Liu Wentao, who was catching up, saw the switchblade in the middle-aged hand and slashed at the two of them without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)