It was more than one o'clock in the morning.

A car stopped on an empty river bank, and Lao Li sat in the car smoking a cigarette, waiting quietly.

After ten minutes, a man walked to the side of the car from a distance, turned his head and glanced around before getting into the car.

Lao Li looked at him, took a deep breath of cigarette, and did not take the initiative to ask questions for a while.

The man was silent for a few seconds, then pulled out a folded leather portfolio from his arms and placed it on Lao Li's lap and said, "Master, everything you want is in it!"

Lao Li slowly picked up the portfolio, frowned and looked outside the car, "Did you do it?"

"Well, it's done." The man nodded.

After Lao Li heard the sound, his right hand holding the cigarette trembled, "Well, you go, Xiao Ming!"

"Okay!" The man who called Xiaoming nodded, stretched out his hand and pushed open the car door.

Lao Li sat in the driving position and couldn't help asking, "Xiao Ming, you said...Is it a bit too evil?"

Xiao Ming just got out of the car. "My people said that they can't handle it physically or mentally. When the case is over, they must also be sentenced to death. So after hearing the letter from the family, they are willing to... Here we can help them settle down in their homes."

Old Li turned his head to look at Xiao Ming, and replied hoarsely, "You are comforting me, are you?"

Xiao Ming pondered for a long while, "I didn't comfort you. What I want to say is that in this era, many things are indistinguishable from right and wrong, and it is difficult to judge whether you are evil or not. Teacher, it is not important what outsiders and I think of you. What do you think in your heart."

"Sometimes, I am also very conflicted." Old Li whispered back.

"Living a person is a contradiction in itself. Knowing that the final outcome is death, come and go naked, but you still have to fight this and that." Xiaoming held the car door and said, "Teacher, I think it's relatively simple, I Believe in you and admire you, so I am willing to help you."

Old Li looked up at him, turned the subject away and asked, "Will you miss it?"

"After arresting so many people, it is impossible to rely solely on people from the north to manage. The interrogation, the police station, the riverside garden community, the anti-terrorist brigade, all have the core police officers of the local police station to help. Too complicated, I am their iron rod in the face." Xiao Ming replied softly, "It won't happen to me."

"The situation is not right, go now." Old Li exhorted.

"Don't worry, I know it." Xiao Ming nodded.

"Okay, that's it!"

After the two talked, Xiao Ming returned along the same road. Lao Li sat in the car, looking down at the cowhide envelope in a daze, as if seeing the brown-yellow portfolio outer skin, which turned blood red...

Lao Li closed his eyes, adjusted his mood slowly, and drove away from the river bank.

...

About a little over an hour, in Tiancheng Group.

While Qin Yu was communicating with people at the college, Fu Xiaohao suddenly walked in and said, "Uncle Li is here, I want to see you!"

"Tell him to go to the reception room!" Qin Yu replied hastily.

"Uncle Li said he asked you to go out and didn't want to talk at the company!" Fu Xiaohao added.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, clutching the phone and immediately got up and said, "Okay, I'm going down!"

About six or seven minutes later, Qin Yu stepped into Lao Li's car and asked urgently, "Why don't you go to talk?"

"There are so many people, it's not convenient to say." Lao Li started the car and drove down the street. "You open the glove box and take out the leather portfolio!"

Qin Yu hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand and opened the glove box "What is this?"

"The things inside are as powerful as nuclear d for the environment of the nine districts!" Old Li said calmly, "but we can't ferment by ourselves. You have to contact your contacts in districts 7 and 8. , Let them help...!"

...

Inside the anti-terrorist brigade.

Miller was sitting in a separate dining room eating supper, and the two police officers next to him were waiting close by, serving tea and pouring water. The pomp was no less than that of the General Administration.

On the opposite side of the table, Yun Shaoan held up and said, "As soon as Mr. Miller arrived in Songjiang, the movement of the parade was instantly extinguished. Within three days, hundreds of cores were captured. This work efficiency is not many in the nine districts. "

Miller smiled when he heard this, "Hehe, actually in the nine districts...!"

"Dang!"

While the two were talking, the dining room door was pushed open, and a police chief saluted and shouted, "Chief Miller, what happened to the detention room?"

Miller looked at him dissatisfied, "What's the matter?"

"Wu Wenqun, Zhang Baotian, and Fu Dongli died suddenly...!" The sheriff replied quickly.

Miller slowly put down the knife and fork, stood up and asked, "Why died suddenly?"

"It's not clear. The guards here just went to eat. When they came back, they checked and found that the three of them were dead...The body has been pulled out."

Miller wiped the corners of his mouth, "Go and see!"

...

Ten minutes later, in the warehouse on the first floor of the detention building, Miller was holding his nose and standing at the door to the police medical staff who had just arrived and asked, "What's the reason?!"

The leading medical staff got up, helped their glasses and replied, "I checked, and the preliminary judgment was that it was a sudden death... The trigger may be that the interrogation was too intense, plus they did not sleep for several days, resulting in sudden death!"

The medical staff was very euphemistic, but the actual meaning was that you were too cruel, and these three people couldn't hold it, and they died suddenly.

Miller understood what the other party meant, frowned and continued to ask, "How long will it take to determine the cause of death?"

"It will take three or four days to complete all the examinations," the medical staff replied truthfully.

It was not that Miller had never doubted the cause of death of the three, but he felt that it would take three or four days to determine the specific cause of death, which is too long, because these people are leaders of the people. Once the news of the death is exposed, there may be some trouble. After all, all three suffered inhuman abuse before they died.

Was it really sudden death, or was someone killing someone?

Miller thought for a while, frowned and said, "According to the number of deaths, quickly dispose of the corpse, and just cremate it directly. In addition, the detention building must strengthen management, except for people transferred from the Fengbei General Administration, and local police officers must sign back and forth. Record the clear time! Also, check if everyone has been in the detention room during the meal!"

"Okay." The sheriff next to him nodded.

...

Yanbei.

Gu Yan rubbed his chin and took the phone and said, "Brother Qin Yu called me. I won't stretch out my hand to help. I really can't explain it. I'll give you the information later. You can cooperate with him to start!"

"Will this cause dissatisfaction with the City Affairs Department? After all, the nine districts themselves did not reach out for help from the military and administration. We suddenly blended in, and the impact would not be good." The other party reminded.

"Damn, this is my personal behavior. I have something to do with them?!" Gu Yan frowned and replied, "Just do it, you want to curse, I'll carry it!"

"Ok!"

...

Seven districts.

After reading the information on the computer, Chen Jun said, "Songjiang did something interesting! Forget it, let's not watch the excitement, let's just express our opinion! At the same time, let Xiaogang from outside the district come over immediately. The same, he is now in his own army, and there are many things that are not easy to show up, but we are different. Lao Tzu is a private "entrepreneur" and has no scruples. As long as Qin Yu nods, Lao Tzu will send troops to Songjiang!"

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The high-energy plot can only rely on details and rigorous foreshadowing! Every chapter of my book has its function, and I really don’t know how to do it. Otherwise, starting from the reappearance of the legend, the grades and word count of each of my books can support me to write up to 8 million words. Thousands of words. Anxious readers take a closer look, don't be so impatient, boots. It broke out on Monday.