I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

10:20 pm.

The night outside the window was still bitterly cold.

Zhong Haiyang and a group of police officers were sitting on the soft sofa in He Chunpeng's house.

He Chunpeng, on the other hand, sat opposite them with a gloomy face.

His aggressive eyes occasionally glanced at Lu Meihua beside Zhong Haiyang.

It was as if he was looking at some personal belongings.

Normally, a woman, even a police officer, would always feel a little uncomfortable facing such a look.

But Lu Meihua not only did not avoid the gaze, but looked at He Chunpeng with a smile.

She also asked coldly: "Have you seen enough?"

No matter how arrogant He Chunpeng was, he could not say anything at this time, so he could only look away.

Deep in Lu Meihua's eyes, there was a subtle contempt for such people.

At this moment, there were only twenty minutes left before the one hour Shen Feng claimed on the phone.

Zhong Haiyang firmly believed that in these 20 minutes, no matter what means the masked man used, it would be impossible to kill He Chunpeng under his nose.

All the police officers believed this.

Even at Lu Meihua's suggestion, in order to prevent the masked man from committing crimes after cutting off the power switch, Xiaohu was guarding the power switch.

More than a dozen police officers stood in different corners of the room.

They watched the slightest movement in all directions through the drawn blinds.

For the first time, everyone felt that victory seemed to be within reach.

The first time, the masked man used a fake bomb to fool everyone.

The second time, the masked man used public opinion to create chaos, took Wu Jun away in the chaos, and slit his throat to death.

The third time, he used the police and traps to behead Hu Delin.

The three failures were still vivid in their minds, and everyone wanted to avenge their previous shame.

And this time, no one believed that the masked man could have any other tricks.

Even Lu Meihua didn't believe it.

Even if they couldn't catch the masked man this time, as long as they could protect He Chunpeng, it would be a victory.

Everyone clenched their fists.

Zhong Haiyang looked up at the time on the wall clock.

It was already 10:25.

There were still fifteen minutes to an hour.

And the closer it was to the end of the time, the greater the danger.

Even he himself didn't realize that his palms were already soaked with fine beads of sweat.

As time went by, He Chunpeng paced back and forth quickly like a beast trapped in a cage, looking anxious.

"If you ask me, we should take the initiative now and search everywhere. Once we find that bastard, we should kill him immediately!"

"Are you right, Officer Lu?"

Lu Meihua said coldly: "It seems that Mr. He knows how to be a policeman better than the police."

Zhong Haiyang also stood up and tried to comfort He Chunpeng: "Mr. He, please calm down. We have arranged a large number of police forces around. He can't succeed easily."

"There are fifteen minutes left. As long as fifteen minutes pass, we will start other actions!"

He Chunpeng stopped and stared at Zhong Haiyang, revealing a fierce and disdainful look in his eyes.

But in the end, he sat back on the sofa.

"Humph, masked killer? If I catch him, I will let him see who is the killer!"

Zhong Haiyang's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He also knew that now was not the time to teach He Chunpeng to be careful with his words.

The huge living room was instantly silent again.

Only occasionally could you hear the sound of He Chunpeng gritting his teeth and the occasional low curse.

Click——

Click——

The second hand on the huge wall clock beats ruthlessly and mechanically, and each "click" is like the footsteps of the god of death, approaching step by step.

Time passed slowly, and there were only five minutes left before the one hour mentioned by the mask.

The tense atmosphere was like a ball of ink, slowly releasing and spreading in the room.

The atmosphere was oppressive like a tight string, which would break immediately if it was lightly touched by the tip of a knife.

And He Chunpeng had a gloomy face and became restless again.

He lit a cigarette irritably, took two puffs fiercely, and then roughly pressed it out in the ashtray, sparks flew everywhere, and then extinguished it in the air.

Then he played with the lighter, his eyes were fierce, but he looked around vigilantly.

Countdown, three minutes, cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of the police officers in the room.

Two minutes later, everyone became more alert. Even the slightest movement would make them draw their guns.

One minute... Thirty seconds... Ten seconds...

Everyone's nerves were about to break. Everyone's hands were tightly grasping the guns behind them.

Five, four, three, two, one...

When the pointer pointed to 10:40, everyone held their breath and stared at the door and window.

However, when the countdown ended, the masked man did not appear!

There was not even a shadow.

The police officers were stunned at first, and then looked at each other in disbelief.

Is this... successful?

Is it successful?

It was past 10:40, and the one-hour countdown was over.

And the masked man did not do anything! ?

He Chunpeng in front of him was still alive!

The police officers breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed unconsciously.

Finally won once!

If there were no outsiders present at this time, many people would even high-five to celebrate!

But think about it, the police almost surrounded this place.

Not to mention the masked man, even if the Kaito Kidd in the cartoon came, it would be difficult to kill He Chunpeng in this situation and get away with it.

At this time, the morale of the crowd, which had declined due to three consecutive failures, was gradually recovering.

This success has explained one thing.

The masked man is just a person. As long as the police deploy properly and do not relax their vigilance, no matter how clever his methods are, they can do nothing.

The emotions that the police officers have suppressed for a long time have finally been released, and they show a relaxed expression on their faces.

Zhong Haiyang and Lu Meihua also breathed a sigh of relief and showed a rare smile.

This time, they finally protected the target person and did not let the masked man succeed.

However, everyone still did not relax their vigilance, but they were no longer as nervous as before.

Zhong Haiyang took out the walkie-talkie and ordered in a deep voice: "Start searching for the traces of the masked man immediately, maybe he is nearby."

"Received, received." The voice of the police outside the house came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

He Chunpeng leaned on the sofa and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although there was still a trace of vigilance in his eyes, there was more relaxation and complacency.

"It seems that the so-called masked killer is nothing more than that!"

"Knowing that you are no match for him, you retreated in the face of difficulty, right?"

Zhong Haiyang did not answer He Chunpeng's words immediately, but sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette:

"Mr. He, although we are out of danger for the time being, none of us can be sure whether the masked man will take the next step."

"So next, I hope you can cooperate with the investigation and go to the police station with us."

"In order to catch the masked man, of course, for your own safety."

Zhong Haiyang actually had a lot to ask He Chunpeng, such as what was his relationship with the previous three victims.

For example, has he done some "big things" over the years.

Of course, Zhong Haiyang also knew that the other party was not a fool, and he would say whatever the police asked.

All of this needs to be done slowly.

Zhong Haiyang subconsciously glanced at the wall clock. It was already 10:43, a full three minutes later.

He Chunpeng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Well...Okay, I will go to the police station tomorrow to cooperate with the investigation."

After all, Zhong Haiyang's identity is there, and he just protected him, so he couldn't refuse too bluntly.

At this moment, He Chunpeng suddenly felt that the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly.