I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

The whole room fell into a dead silence, with only Qiao Jianzhong's tired voice, as if telling of his inner helplessness and torment.

"Okay, let's leave it at that, Haiyang, I know what you're thinking."

"But you should also understand what I mean."

"Many things are not up to you and me..."

Having said that, Qiao Jianzhong hung up the phone.

Standing in the empty living room, Qiao Jianzhong sighed deeply.

He looked at the densely packed awards and medals on the wall and fell into deep thought.

His back began to look slightly hunched.

——

After receiving the order, Zhong Haiyang quickly organized police forces.

Not long after, a mighty team headed towards Lihua Village.

Hundreds of police officers looked serious, and they were well aware of the difficulty and sensitivity of this mission.

Zhong Haiyang's lips were tightly pursed, his fists were clenched, and his head was lowered, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Captain Zhong, are you okay?" Lu Meihua, who was always taciturn, asked softly after noticing Zhong Haiyang's abnormality.

Zhong Haiyang shook his head tiredly: "Nothing."

Zhang Yiyang looked at Zhong Haiyang deeply.

As a psychology expert, he deeply understood what Zhong Haiyang was thinking at the moment.

In fact, he was the same?

However, in the face of certain things, they had no choice but to choose silence.

After arriving at Lihua Village, everyone quickly found the abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse was isolated in the wilderness, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

"Action!"

At the command, Zhong Haiyang got off the car first, leading the team members and police officers to approach carefully.

The moonlight was thin, quietly reflecting the snow in the cold winter.

The pale snow reflected the light, bringing a faint light to the bone-chilling darkness.

Before reaching the door of the warehouse, Zhong Haiyang saw that the door was tightly locked from the outside by a thick iron chain.

The rust on the chain seemed to tell the secret it locked.

"This is it." Zhong Haiyang said.

A fully armed police officer quickly took out a thermal imaging camera and explored the interior of the warehouse.

Through the screen of the thermal imaging camera, everyone saw two blurry figures lying on the ground, motionless.

Zhong Haiyang's heart suddenly tightened, and he was worried that the worst had happened.

"Listen, people inside, we are police!" Zhong Haiyang shouted loudly, patting the door hard, trying to wake up those who might still be alive.

After a while, a faint voice came from inside: "Help... Help..."

Is there anyone alive?

Zhong Haiyang immediately ordered: "Everyone retreat!"

The team members quickly dispersed, found a good cover position, and aimed the black muzzle of the gun at the warehouse door.

Zhong Haiyang found a relatively safe place, held the gun with both hands, and aimed at the lock on the chain.

Bang!

With a gunshot, the lock was broken and the chain fell to the ground with a clang.

He went forward and pushed the door hard, but the door did not move at all.

"It's locked, people inside, open the door!"

Zhong Haiyang shouted again.

Then, there was a sound of pulling the bolt from inside, and then the door slowly opened.

A pungent smell of blood came to his face.

Park Dongwei was pale and staggered out.

His eyes were full of fear and confusion, his hair was messy, and his clothes were dirty and covered with blood.

In an instant, all the police officers pointed their guns at Park Dongwei.

Park Dongwei widened his eyes in horror, raised his hands, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

The police rushed forward and quickly subdued Park Dongwei.

The moment he opened the door and smelled the blood, Zhong Haiyang's heart had sunk to the bottom.

He quickly pinned the tactical flashlight on his chest, then waved to the team members behind him, and quickly walked into the warehouse with a gun.

A moment later, a corpse appeared in front of everyone under the light of the flashlight.

Everyone subconsciously stepped back half a step.

The scene can only be described as horrible.

A slightly fat middle-aged man was lying on the ground.

The most chilling thing was...

All the joints of his limbs were twisted into an impossible shape, and the broken bones pierced the skin.

Blood flowed out, dyeing the land red.

And there was a white plastic bag on his head.

Obviously, it was the murder weapon, and the deceased died of suffocation.

Experienced forensic doctor Cheng Sixue wore gloves and stepped forward to check.

After a moment, he frowned and said, "The deceased's elbows, wrists, knees and ankles were all smashed alive by blunt instruments."

At the end, Cheng Sixue emphasized again, "It was smashed."

Many people shuddered subconsciously.

So, the murderer smashed the deceased's joints and then covered him with plastic.bag, suffocating him to death?

How strong is the murderer's psychological quality to think of such a cruel thing?

Zhong Haiyang put on gloves, walked forward, and carefully removed the plastic bag.

Under the plastic bag was a face that was extremely distorted, and the eyeballs were almost bulging out.

Kuang Tianhai.

A towel was stuffed in his mouth to ensure that he would not scream, and at the same time, it further increased the possibility of his suffocation.

"Boss, there is a hammer here!" Cai Xiaoming shouted.

Zhong Haiyang looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, there was a blood-stained, lonely hammer lying in the corner.

At this time, Zhong Haiyang's thinking fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

He stared at Pu Dongwei.

Is he the masked man?

Impossible.

The masked man would not be stupid enough to expose himself like this.

But if Pu Dongwei was not the murderer, the weird scene in front of him was like an inexplicable mess.

This is a double-secret room.

Airtight double shackles inside and outside.

The iron chain outside tightly locks the door from outside the warehouse, cutting off the possibility of easy intervention from the outside;

And the bolt inside is also firmly inserted, completely sealing the space.

How did the murderer sneak in quietly under the restriction of this double-secret room, brutally kill Kuang Tianhai, and escape unscathed?

This is unlikely.

Because the most critical point is that the bolt inside is inserted, and it is impossible for the murderer to insert the bolt outside after leaving.

There is no damage around the warehouse, and there is no secret passage or ventilation hole for escape.

The thermal imaging camera also did not show that anyone else left before they entered.

Could it be that this is a play performed by the masked man and Park Dongwei?

But Zhong Haiyang still feels that it is not right, because the masked man does not need to do this at all!

[The author is working hard to play the resurrection game, asking for a wave of free gifts, 5555! ]