Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Cuicheng has eight mountains, one water and one field.

The rolling mountains give criminals plenty of hiding space. Many drug dealers plant, manufacture and hide drugs in the nooks and crannies of the mountains. While selling them exported, Cuicheng and surrounding cities are also affected.

The number of drug addicts has increased dramatically in recent years. In this year alone, Lin Jingchun personally caught 17 drug addicts in the Chunjiang area.

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Previously, they suspected that Dark Horse was selling drugs in the billiard hall. After the informant provided the information, he led people to arrest him, but nothing was seized. Instead, Zhou Suo was harshly criticized by the leader and made a self-examination.

But this time, it was both the man and the man who gained the stolen goods.

But no matter how he interrogated Ah Bao, he flatly denied that he was selling drugs, asked him where the drugs came from, and said he picked them up in the reeds by the river. Who would believe this nonsense?

Normally, when encountering such a tough-talking suspect, the police station would not mind using a large memory repair technique. Unfortunately, someone from above put pressure on Zhou Suo and could not forcefully interrogate him, which troubled Lin Jingchun.

Zhou Suo knew about his difficulties, so he talked to him last night while he was on duty. Today he held a morning meeting specifically to ask everyone in the institute not to continue investigating in depth. He also gave him an unsolved case to investigate and used it as a smoke bomb. .

No, this time Lin Jingchun planned to go to Longshan openly, and then secretly take A Ming to the drug dealer trading place provided by the informant.

Lin Jingyu finally came to set up a stall. Su Chen touched a little book and flipped through it. From the corner of his eye, he saw A Biao sneaking up to Lin Jingyu and whispering to him.

No need to ask, it’s definitely about Aunt Chun and her sister.

Lin Jingyu became furious as he listened: "Scum, how dare he do that?"

A Biao snorted: "Why don't you dare? Just like the old man in my family, he slapped my mother first, but my mother didn't say a word, so he got bolder, and then he punched and kicked me."

"Hey, it's good that Sister Qin is divorced. Her daughter is married anyway, so there is no need to live with that scumbag anymore."

As he spoke, A Biao sighed: "Speaking of domestic violence, Uncle Ye's wife is also cruel, otherwise Brother Awang would not have chosen to go to Nanyang, and there is still no news..."

When mentioning this matter, Lin Jingyu also lamented: "God's way is reincarnation, so bad guys die early. It's just pitiful for Uncle Ye. He guards a noodle shop all day long, and when there is no business, he just sits at the door and looks south, eh~"

"Brother Awang, I'm afraid he didn't do well in Nanyang? Otherwise, he would have returned home in fine clothes long ago."

"Probably so."

As Lin Jingyu said this, he couldn't help but look at Su Chen, feeling a little moved.

A Biao understood: "Do you want Uncle Ye to find his brother to figure out when Brother Awang will come back?"

"Well, it's only 20 yuan. It's nice to have peace of mind, don't you think?"

"You have money, you can do whatever you want."

The two were chatting when suddenly there was an angry sound in front of them.

"You old man wants to poison your nephew to death?"

Then there was a "clang" sound, which must have been the dishes being smashed.

A Biao stood up and took a look, and looked at Lin Jingyu: "It seems to be Uncle Ye's shop."

They were both enthusiastic people, so they ran over immediately.

When I got closer, I saw Lao Ye in the small shop, tremblingly picking up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

"Uncle Ye, I'll come, I'll come, be careful, don't step on it."

Lin Jingyu hurriedly went in and got a broom and dustpan.

A Biao pushed the young man with disgust on his face out.

"It's you again. Did I say before that you are not allowed to come to Chunming Street again? Do you want me to break your legs again?"

"Brother Biao, stop talking nonsense to him and beat him. I'll pay for the medical expenses."

"Okay!"

A Biao immediately rolled up his sleeves.

When the young man saw this, his eyes were full of fear. He quickly ran out of the store and looked at many people coming outside. Then he emboldened himself and started to say harsh words.

"Old man, let me tell you, Awang has died a long time ago. He will never come back. If you want someone to take care of you when you die, then give me the store as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will let you die and no one will collect your body!"

"What the hell are we not human?"

A Biao rushed out, and the young man immediately took off and ran away.

From a distance, he yelled unwillingly: "Just wait for me. Anyway, the old man is not in good health. When he dies, the store will still be mine!"

"How dare you beep again?"

A Biao tried to catch up, but the young man was so frightened that he disappeared without a trace.

In a braised noodle shop.

After Lin Jingyu swept away the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, he faintly smelled a strange smell, like toilet water and a stinky smell. He couldn't tell what the specific odor was.

Anyway, the two smells together are not very pleasant.

A Biao, who turned around and entered the store, also smelled it and asked curiously.

Lao Ye was startled, and explained with a dry smile: "Oh, wasn't it that I was sick and hospitalized a while ago? The store was closed for a few days, and the rat that was in the store and died with poison has been in the store for more than ten days, isn't it? It stinks."

"Ayu, Abiao, thank you so much today."

"Hey, thank you for nothing. We are all old neighbors."

"Uncle Ye, if it's okay, we'll go back and check out the stalls first."

"Hey, okay."

When the two of them left the store, they felt angry.

"That turtle grandson, I will take people to his house to block him at night. If I don't beat him up, my surname will not be Zhang."

Lin Jingyu was convinced: "I'll go too."

When he reached Su Chen's side, Su Chen's nose moved and his eyes quickly moved to the two of them.

Lin Jingyu was stunned by his stare and asked: "What's wrong?"

A Biao was worried: "What else can happen? You must think that we are true heroes when we stand up for justice, right brothers?"

Su Chen said calmly: "You have corpse energy in your body."

"Moisture?" Lin Jingyu chuckled, "That's the designated one. Our Cuicheng is right by the sea. How can there be no moisture? I've been feeling sleepy recently. It must be because the humidity is heavy again. I'll ask my mother to stew some to remove the moisture. Eat eat.”

A Biao nodded: "Then I'll go get some."

Su Chen took a deep breath: "I'm talking about corpses."

Their faces instantly froze.

"Wha...what?"

Su Chen greeted them, and when he saw them approaching, he sniffed carefully: "Yes, it's corpse gas."

"It was obviously not there just now."

As he spoke, he looked towards Ye Ji Noodle House again.

Then he heard Lin Jingyu slap his leg suddenly: "Hey, the corpse odor is right. Uncle Ye said that he was hospitalized a while ago and a lot of mice died in the store and they all stink. It must have corpse odor."

A Biao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's the truth."

Su Chen had already closed the little book and stood up.

"How much corpse energy does a mouse have?"

"You've only been there for a short time and you've already been contaminated with such a heavy corpse aura. I'm afraid there might be someone dead in that store."

Lin Jingyu and A Biao were both stunned, then both shook their heads.

"impossible!"

"That's right, Uncle Ye opened a shop for business, how could he let someone die in the shop?"

As they spoke, the two of them paused, with a frightening guess lingering in their minds.

"Brother Biao, is it possible that Uncle Ye really killed someone?"

A Biao's lips trembled: "Many people have said recently that Uncle Ye's braised noodles are very salty. There is meat in his braised noodles. Is it to cover up the taste of the meat..."

The more they thought about it, the more their hearts trembled.

Su Chen was helpless: "Stop guessing, let's go and have a look."