It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"Wan Xiaotian! Hurry up and bring the rotten garlic under your hands to get out of here, come to live!"

After confirming that the man knew the place, Cen Hao turned around and yelled at the dormitory building.

"coming!"

The next moment, Wan Xiaotian's slightly panicked voice came from the dormitory building behind him.

After only two minutes, this guy led the nine grandsons who had not recovered from their injuries and ran out of the building. Several of them ran towards this end while wearing their clothes. It seemed that they were resting before.

Looking at these crooked melons and cracked dates with scars on their faces and 'prosperous' heads, the man's family of three was even more afraid.

It doesn't look like a good person!

After a while, a group of people rushed to the front, Wan Xiaotian glanced at the men's family and asked Chu Heng breathlessly, "Master Chu, what's wrong?"

"Follow Cen Hao and grab someone back." Chu Heng waved his hand with a sullen face.

"Got it!"

Wan Xiaotian didn't ask who to arrest, he nodded and led the men and Cen Hao to press the man onto the bicycle and prepare to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Chu Heng suddenly stopped them, and then reached into his arms in the eyes of everyone's doubts, took out a handful of five-fours from the warehouse and threw it in the past: "Bring some of this, just in case."

Wan Xiaotian hurriedly caught it, and the cold touch on his palm lifted his heart. He thought it was just an ordinary arrest and questioning, but now he actually used a gun, then this matter is not easy.

He took a deep look at the seemingly ordinary family of three, and carefully checked the insurance of the next May Fourth, then waved his hand, and Cen Hao and the others quickly left.

For a while, only Chu Heng, the old lady and the middle-aged woman were left in the field.

"that…"

The woman stared at Chu Heng's handsome face for a few times, thinking that such a handsome person should also be kind, so she asked a little bit of hope, "Comrade, can I go with my mother-in-law? ?"

"Shut up and kneel!"

Chu Heng, who was already in a bad mood, raised his eyes irritably, and suddenly a cold light flashed from his dark eyes, making the woman's face pale in fright, and hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

Immediately he looked back.

Light a cigarette.

Sitting on the steps behind him, his eyes stared at the stones on the ground, while he was thinking wildly, he was also waiting for the result.

Respecting the old and loving the young, he is willing to do it.

But the premise is that this old is worthy of his respect, and this young is worthy of his love!

Obviously, these two greedy liars are not in the category of his respect and love.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Time passes by every second.

Two hours later, Cen Hao and others left and returned.

But how many people went and how many people came back, but they didn't bring back the people Chu Heng wanted to see.

"What's the matter? Someone ran away?"

Chu Heng frowned at them, a little unhappy on his face.

Damn, are you all rubbish?

How can nothing be done!

"People are dead!"

Cen Hao came to him with a gloomy face, and said with a full of doubts: "When we went there, the old tailor's house was holding a funeral, and after inquiring about it, I found out that it was the old tailor who suffered a heart attack this morning. He died directly at home."

"But it's a little strange that the hospital said that the person died the day before yesterday, but the neighbors nearby told his family that they saw him playing chess with people alive last night."

"There is a lot of uproar right now, and everyone says his house is haunted."

After listening to his narration, Chu Heng thoughtfully lit a cigarette for himself, and started smoking. After a while, he raised his head and stared at the man who was frightened by the rumors and asked, "Are you two? When did you meet the old tailor?"

"yesterday."

The man said with panic on his face: "Just yesterday at noon, he came to our house and said that he could help us make fake scorpions, and he also agreed with us that if it happened, he would give him 200 yuan!"

Chu Heng, who had been observing his expression, felt that he was not lying, so he had even more headaches. The hospital said that the person died the day before yesterday, but everyone said that they had seen him yesterday. Obviously, there was something wrong.

But where the problem was, he was puzzled.

"Interesting! It seems that we need to find foreign aid!"

After a while of silence, Chu Heng stood up with a sigh, and instructed Cen Hao, "Take care of this family of three and wait for my call."

After saying that, he took out the key and got into the car, and quickly left the sugar factory with all the dust and smoke.

After going from the small road to the main road, Chu Heng drove directly into the city.

On the way, I asked people again, and soon came to the Dacheng County Public Security Bureau.

This is his first time here. In a dilapidated and dilapidated courtyard, there is a small two-story building. There are more than a dozen conjoined brick buildings around. Running back and forth from house to house, it was a busy scene.

There was no gatekeeper in this place, so Chu Heng drove directly into the courtyard and parked his car beside the only two jeeps in the courtyard.

With such a big movement and such a pompous car, the police in the courtyard could hardly pay attention.

As soon as he got out of the car, someone curiously greeted him and asked politely, "This comrade, who are you looking for?"

Chu Heng habitually threw a cigarette and asked with a smile, "Hello, is Jiang Ju there?"

When the policeman heard that he was looking for Jiang Zhuolin, he was not surprised.

Everyone in the bureau knew that Bureau Jiang was from Beijing, and Chu Heng had another taste of Beijing movies, so it was normal to look for him.

So the public security comrade didn't ask any more questions, turned his head and pointed to the small second floor next to him, and said, "You go directly to the second floor, the first office on the right is."

"thanks."

Chu Heng smiled at him and strode into the second floor.

After walking up the stairs, he caught sight of the room with the director's office sign.

"Dongdong."

I knocked on the door, and soon there was an answer from the room.

"Enter!"

"Squeak!"

Chu Heng gently opened the door and lifted it into the house.

The appearance of the house matches that of the yard, and the simplicity is admirable.

A plank bed for rest on duty, a filing cabinet with peeling paint, a lame desk that needs a brick for balance, a few old benches, and nothing else.

Not like a police chief's office at all.

"Uncle Jiang, your conditions are very difficult. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Chu Heng walked towards the desk with a smile.

"That's good."

Jiang Zhuolin put down the eucalyptus roll in his hand and raised his head with a smile: "What are you doing here today?"

"Hurry up!"

Chu Heng pulled a bench and sat down. First, he talked about the situation in the past few days, then he talked about Xie Lixuan being deceived before, and finally he talked about the old tailor.

Jiang Zhuolin listened, his eyes narrowed for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up: "Go, bring the body back to check first!"

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"Don't worry!"

Chu Heng grabbed him.

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