Mr. Hua’s fat wife

The squad leader carefully pushed open the ajar door, and a pungent smell of blood hit his nostrils. He couldn't help but frown, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. It was dark inside the door. He turned on the flashlight in his hand, and the faint light illuminated the surrounding environment.

The room was in a mess, with blood and broken items everywhere on the floor. The squad leader's heartbeat quickened, he clenched his fists unconsciously, and walked deeper into the room step by step.

Suddenly, he heard a faint moan coming from the bedroom. He carefully opened the bedroom door and saw a man lying on the bed, covered in blood.

The squad leader approached the bed and observed the man carefully. He is a middle-aged man with a pale face and frightened eyes. The squad leader asked softly: "Are you okay? What happened?"

The man used his last strength to say: "Someone... broke in... They took the woman away..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes closed.

The squad leader's heart sank to the bottom. He knew that he must find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge this middle-aged man. And find the fake Zhao Yalin. He carefully searched every corner of the room, not missing any detail. On the wall, he found some strange symbols that seemed to be the marks left by the murderer.

The squad leader took out his mobile phone, took a photo of these symbols, and prepared to leave the scene. But before going out, he looked back at the body in the bedroom, filled with anger and determination. He knew that this battle had just begun.

The squad leader walked out of the room and observed the surroundings vigilantly. Suddenly, he heard a dull sound coming from upstairs. His heart tightened and he quietly walked up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, he saw a dark shadow flash past. He hid in the corner, waiting for the shadow to appear. After a while, a person appeared at the top of the stairs. The squad leader took a closer look and found that the man was the murderer he was looking for.

The murderer was holding a bloody knife and had a fierce look in his eyes. The squad leader took a deep breath and quietly followed the murderer. The murderer seemed to notice something and suddenly turned around. The squad leader rushed forward without hesitation and started a fierce fight with the murderer.

In this thrilling battle, the squad leader showed amazing calmness and decisiveness. He accurately judged the murderer's intention to attack, skillfully avoided the murderer's attack, and at the same time looked for opportunities to fight back.

The murderer found himself facing a powerful opponent and began to become crazy. He kept waving the knife in his hand, trying to kill a squad leader. The squad leader nimbly dodged under the murderer's attack, looking for a fatal blow.

Finally, a squad leader found the murderer's flaw and took the opportunity to knock the murderer to the ground. He grabbed the murderer's collar tightly and asked loudly: "Why kill those innocent people?"

A trace of madness flashed in the murderer's eyes, and he sneered and said: "Because they hindered my plan. I want to use their blood to sacrifice to my gods."

The squad leader was filled with rage, knowing that this murderer was beyond redemption. He threw the murderer aside forcefully and prepared to hand him over to the police.

At this moment, the murderer suddenly got up from the ground and stabbed the squad leader with the knife in his hand. With quick eyes and quick hands, the squad leader turned sideways to avoid this fatal blow. When the murderer saw that the blow was missing, he turned and fled toward the door.

How could the squad leader let the murderer escape? He pursued him closely. In the process of escaping, the murderer constantly set up obstacles in an attempt to prevent the squad leader from pursuing. But the squad leader relied on his agility and keen insight to resolve the murderer's traps one by one.

Finally, a squad leader caught up with the murderer and subdued him to the ground. He took out his cell phone and called his teammates at the base. Soon after, teammates arrived at the scene and took the murderer away.

After he was taken away, the squad leader remembered his purpose of coming here. He searched everywhere but couldn't find the fake Zhao Yalin.

He reported what happened here and the disappearance of fake Zhao Yalin to Hua Tiancheng.

"I heard someone said that there is a basement under that house. I don't know where the entrance is. You can find it yourself. By the way, see if there is a map-like piece of paper in that house. I heard that person say, There is a treasure under that house. Many people used to come here to hunt for treasures, but after it was bought by a private person, no one dared to come."

"Hey, if there is such a good thing, I have to search carefully."

After hanging up the phone, a group of people searched every place carefully. Their hard work paid off and they found it in a small gap in the fireplace.

He held the map in his hand tightly and carefully observed every corner of the room, trying to find any clues that might hide the secret passage. He had searched this house countless times, but he never gave up. He believed that the secret passage must exist.

He walked over to a wall and gently stroked the bricks, trying to find any unusual bumps or dips. Suddenly, he felt that a brick was loose. He pressed it down carefully, and the wall slowly moved to one side, revealing a narrow passage.

He was ecstatic and walked into the secret passage without hesitation. It was pitch dark in the secret passage, and he could only rely on the flashlight in his hand for illumination. He walked carefully, observing his surroundings from time to time, for fear of missing any detail.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of breathing from in front of him. His heart tightened and he immediately stopped. He listened quietly for a while, and after determining the direction of the sound, he walked forward cautiously.

When he reached the end of the secret passage, he saw a closed door. He opened the door gently, and there was a secret room behind the door. There were various precious cultural relics and jewelry placed in the secret room. His eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

However, in the center of these jewels, there was a person standing. The man's back was turned to him, a pistol clutched in his hand. His heartbeat quickened and he took a nervous step back.

"Who are you?" The man suddenly turned around and pointed his pistol at him.

"I...I'm here to find treasure." He tried to keep his voice calm.

"Treasure? There is no treasure here, only death." The man sneered.

He felt his heart beating faster and faster, and he knew he had to find a way out of this dangerous situation as soon as possible. He began to move slowly towards the door, trying to find a chance to escape.

Just as he was about to reach the door, the man suddenly opened fire. He heard a dull sound, and then felt his body being pushed by a strong force. He fell to the ground, his vision blurred.

Finally, amid the man's laughter, he lost consciousness.