cry of a butterfly

Han Xiao strictly forbids the inside of the police station to disclose to the outside world that the suspect is at large. Compared to the nationwide arrest that would cause an uproar, he believes that his police force can quickly solve everything.He was the first to find Hormel's house. The old director was enjoying family happiness with his grandson at home when the door was kicked open suddenly and several policemen rushed in for no reason.

"As policemen, you know how to break the law and break into private houses!"

Facing the old director's stern scolding, several young boys couldn't help sweating their palms nervously, faltering for a long time and about to abandon their armor and flee - before they left the door, Mr. Chief Superintendent, who was already the acting director, brought With a smile on his face, he walked in slowly.

Homer has never liked Han Xiao very much. Although he has the outstanding ability to convince the public, his scheming and ruthless attitude to gain the upper hand often make the old director very uncomfortable.Of course, it doesn't rule out that the old director has always known about the relationship between this man and his lover, even though the young man he likes has never said a word about his lover's badness in front of him.

"You can take our visit as a visit, to congratulate you on your successful retirement and the end of your career as a police officer." Han Xiao spoke with a slight smile, and Homer noticed that his voice was unusually sharp and his expression It's also very frivolous and weird.

"You don't look well, I advise you to take your subordinates back early." Homer hugged the terrified little boy into his arms, and stared at the man in front of him with a cold face.

"No, I'm fine. I've never been better." Han Xiao hooked the corners of his mouth strangely, as if there was a gap between two glued lips and fingers, and continued to pinch his throat and said, "It's just Chu Hua. Something went wrong, and he attacked the police on the way to the reformation center and fled in fear of crime. Do you know?"

"No, I don't know anything about it." The old bureau chief was slightly taken aback, and then immediately said with a serious expression, "You should dispatch all the police force to arrest him and bring him to justice, instead of wasting time here."

"I don't think it's a waste of time. After he absconded, he will definitely ask others for help. Didn't he come to you?"

Frowning for a while, the old chief looked into the other's eyes and said, "Why would an absconding criminal throw himself into the trap and seek help from an old policeman?" It even heated up the doubts in his heart to the boiling point, and he paused, "Or, he was innocent in the first place, but he was blamed by others?"

Homer tried to discover the truth from the subtle changes in the other person's face, but there was no disturbance at all on that elite man's face.

"No, Chu Hua has already pleaded guilty. He is guilty." Han Xiao walked forward, squatted in front of the little boy in Homer's arms, looked at him and asked, "Have you ever seen a big brother? He is black Hair, fair skin, eyes like crescent moons and pear dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiles—oh, no, he shouldn’t be able to smile anymore..." The smile on the corners of his lips widened a bit, and he stretched out his fingers to brush against the boy Looking at his son's face, he smiled again, "Have you seen him? He's a beautiful guy, but dangerous at the same time."

But obviously the little boy felt that the man in front of him was more dangerous, so he buried half of his face in his grandfather's body and shook his head timidly.

"Don't threaten a child!" The old man was angry, his body trembling slightly.

"No, no, no, this is not a threat..." Standing up, the tall man looked down into the eyes of the old chief, and suddenly pulled out his gun—putting the muzzle between the little boy's eyebrows and saying, "That's the threat."

The little boy was so frightened that he wept aloud, and all the people present were stunned.

"Obviously, someone is helping Chu Hua. Is it you?" Han Xiao smiled slowly and poked the boy's forehead with the gun in his hand, "Is it you? Answer me!"

"You, you are too presumptuous!" The fact that the "aging lion king" had to submit to the younger leader made Homer tremble all over, blushing and coughing continuously.

Perhaps because he saw that the old man had never lied, or because he realized that his behavior was getting out of control, Han Xiao put the gun back to his waist again.Under the stunned gaze of his subordinates, he turned around and walked away.

Tu Yuming has always been a hot-blooded and violent idiot, but the mysterious rich man is currently having a hot fight with the president's daughter Sasha, and sex news can be seen at any time.Han Xiao believed that Chu Hua would seek help from someone else, and he is now eager to find out that person.

The night began to bind the city like a net, and Han Xiao still sat in the chief's office without moving or blinking—he did this every day in the past few days, and the entire police station was also facing an enemy because of the abnormal state of the acting chief.

On the day of the interrogation, he had confessed all his crimes to Chu Hua, and this sudden change made him feel anxious and could not sleep or eat.

While Han Xiao was sitting in the director's seat, frowning and thinking, a police officer on duty came to report that an informant who claimed to know Chu Hua's whereabouts named him to find him.

To the man's great surprise, he received a call from the cowherd Xiang Di.The tone of the other party obviously wanted to show his favor to him, saying that he was tired of hiding, and that Chu Hua had contacted him recently, telling himself that he could use the information he had before to force Fan Tangsheng, the deputy director, to help.

"...Maybe he's already at Fan Tangsheng's house by this time."

"The cowherd is always so cheap! If you can sell your body for money, of course you can also sell your friends." He laughed shrilly. It is difficult for this man to talk without choking his throat. However, such a picture The tough dark face paired with such a feminine voice is really too creepy.

After closing the line, Han Xiao did not order all the elite police officers to rush to Fan Tangsheng's residence to arrest the suspects, but instead ordered them to be fully armed and on standby.

According to the scheduled schedule, Fan Tangsheng should return home today.

He ordered his subordinates to display several guns on the desk together.The man closed his eyes, and slowly slid his fingertips across the gun barrel—the metal under his fingers hummed softly, and the wonderful touch was like stroking a lover's smooth skin.From several pistols of different calibers to automatic rifles, and finally settled on a super powerful submachine gun.Han Xiao held it up in his hand with a smile on his face, appreciating it repeatedly.

He decided to go alone.

He hadn't planned on taking it alive.

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Taking advantage of the night, he sneaked into the deputy director's mansion, and Chu Hua, who was carefully hiding outside the window, peeped in through the glass-Fan Tangsheng was pacing alone in the study room. After the speech, his approval rating was far ahead of his opponent, but tonight He doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

As soon as he got off the plane, he received a call from his lover. The French model Brigitte told him that Mike, the subordinate who had been in charge of the contact between the two parties, had recently gone wrong, and then he disappeared with some key information.

That block of young police detectives had patrolled many times, and there was no hamburger restaurant at No. 13 Bell Street.

Fearing that the conversation would be intercepted illegally, the content of their conversations was carefully chosen and the words used were as cryptic as possible.But even though he was reduced to a prisoner, Chu Hua still keenly realized that the lawyer named Verhoeven had something to say, and his words were mysterious, as if he wanted to help him.

Although I don't understand why Xiang Di said that he led to Bell Street No. 13, since Han Xiao told himself that he killed Marilyn, Chu Hua didn't intend to sit still.Like a winter insect responding to the call of the next spring, after escaping, he immediately came to the place mentioned by Verhoeven when he first appeared on the stage. Saying something like "the burgers here are delicious" looks like some rascal's freewheeling graffiti and doesn't stand out at all.

Avoiding the eyes of others, peeling away a wall brick under the graffiti, a miniature answering machine is hidden in it.

On the answering machine was the voice of the smiling lawyer. The strange guy gave him a series of adventurous and unbelievable instructions, and said that it was up to him whether to do so. The Fugitive sometimes had a good ending. .

But Chu Hua decided almost instantly to do what the other party said. He had to fight to the death for his innocence, and he had to make the murderer who killed his little sister pay the price.

He still wants to see that man again.

When Fan Tangsheng realized that there was another person in the room, it was too late, and the lights in the room suddenly went out, like a fire being extinguished.The man who quickly pulled out the pistol from the drawer was grabbed by the black shadow that was approaching him faster than himself, and instantly lost the power to parry.

Then he saw the other person's face clearly in the moonlight, a face that was badly described but also extremely stoic and angry.

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Chu Hua, who snatched the gun in his hand, said to the deputy chief who was bound hand and foot by himself, "You have to help me, because you have no choice!"

"Really?" The narrow and long face showed no signs of panic. Fan Tangsheng twitched the corners of his mouth pretending to be elegant, "You are just a murderer on the run. Even if you kill me, you can't change this reality. You will be punished by the whole country." Wanted, with a reward on his hands, living a life of darkness like a rat in the sewer."

"I didn't kill that paparazzi, the real murderer is Han Xiao, you should know!"

"I don't care who the real culprit is at all," Fan Tangsheng, who was forced to kneel on the ground with a gun pointed at his head, continued to say lightly, "I will soon be the governor of a state, and who will be the chief of police?" I don't care, even if from now on all the police in this city will be led by a murderer, it has nothing to do with me."

"Even if the murderer is not only a pervert who slaughtered a cowherd, but also killed an eight-year-old girl?!"

Fan Tangsheng made a slightly surprised expression, and immediately shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he didn't mind about it.

"Oh, yes! I forgot that you are on the same boat now." Chu Hua raised his chin suddenly, and put the muzzle of the gun against the opponent's head.He never closed his eyes for a few nights, his body and face were full of scars, but he still raised his eyebrows in a fancy way, and raised his crescent eyes, "You never thought that a fugitive suspect would dare to throw himself into the trap because he had already grasped Is there any ironclad evidence that can put the other party in a very disadvantageous position?"

"No, you didn't. If you had, you would have taken action in the first place, instead of waiting until you were in prison and couldn't explain it, wouldn't you?" The deputy director who thought he had confiscated all the evidence at that time didn't take it seriously at all, "I think Fuck me, you're too tender—"

"And what about Michael?"

As soon as he blurted out, Chu Hua clearly saw the other person's complexion change - even though it was just a hasty glance under the thin moonlight, there were obvious traces of emotional fluctuations on that face that had not been disturbed for a long time.Like the enamel that is trying to cover up but flakes off, it will be defeated if touched.