Chapter 668

"You get up."

Zhong Tianzheng did not finish this. He fiddled with his little hands and squinting at the remaining half of the cup of Niu Shan Shan baijiu. He drank it up, and the pungent liquid ran down his throat until he was hot and spicy. "From the concept of anonymity to the present, it has been in my mind like a thorn."

"I used to think about this anonymous person and I couldn't sleep at night. I think I must find out this person or organization."

"But when I really find out this step, the truth is only one step away from me, but I'm very afraid to expose it. I'm very flustered. I'm afraid I can't accept this reality."

Zhong Tianzheng muttered to himself, with light in his eyes, as if he looked at the three people here vaguely: "you say, what should I do? What shall we do? "

“……”

“……”

Yan Zhaoxing looked at Yu Cheng with a blank face. He didn't know why Zhong Tianzheng made such a mistake.

"Break the game."

Yan Zhaoxing glanced at Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang again. They picked up chopsticks, put the pig head meat in front of them into their mouth, and chewed it: "since this is what you have always wanted to pursue, and since everything is in front of you, you can reach out and pierce it."

"You are a policeman. You should stick to your justice, even if your justice conflicts with something in your heart, but your choice is not wrong."

"Hehe, the pig head meat is good, chewy and tastes very good."

Yan Zhaoxing said this with a grin: "however, you also have to think about another problem: your personal safety. Since you are infinitely close to the truth, if I am anonymous, I will shut you up when you expose the truth. Only dead people can keep secrets in this world."

"Ah?"

Zhong Tianzheng stared at Yan Zhaoxing, who was eating meat, with flashing eyes.

"You..."

Ah Xiang stared with the same big eyes, and Dai Mei said, "what do you mean by this sentence!"

When speaking, her palm did not grip her cup tightly. The disposable plastic cup was very fragile, and the twisted Baijiu liquor flowed out of the cup wall.

"Brother and sister, don't be too excited."

Yan Zhaoxing reached out and lit a cigarette. He lit the disposable cup in Xiang's hand. It doesn't matter: "this is just my suggestion, my guess, guess."

“……”

Yu Cheng looked at Yan Zhaoxing without saying a word.

"How about that? After this case, do you think this anonymous person will stop?" Zhong Tianzheng's fingers trembled slightly, holding a cigarette, and his eyes fell on Yan Zhaoxing: "if he stops here, I may not be able to find him."

"Are you going to stop the investigation?"

Yu Cheng bared his teeth and smiled. His thumb and index finger held the mouth of the disposable cup, rotated left and right, and joked: "you should choose the latter between justice and private."

"However, I don't think anonymous people will stop here."

"I agree."

Yan Zhaoxing's mouth smelled of wine and nodded: "the anonymous started because of the Chen Rong case, but did not end because of the Chen Rong case. Then wave after wave of cases happened, and there was its shadow, which showed that it enjoyed the feeling of standing behind, and it enjoyed the feeling of Justice."

"Bang!"

Zhong Tianzheng slapped on the table, and the simple folding table almost turned over: "is it justice? It's just to satisfy its twisted desire under the banner of justice. No matter what crime he has committed, everyone should be judged by the law! "

"That's right."

Yan Zhaoxing nodded, looked at the excited Zhong Tianzheng, opened his mouth and scolded, "grass, are you drunk? I just expressed my own opinion. Why are you so excited? I'm not anonymous. "

“……”

"Eat."

Yu Cheng waved his hand and motioned them not to say any more: "what do you find, just follow your own thoughts. Well, we both explained and clarified ourselves."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at them with complex expressions and didn't speak again.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly sank down.

……

The other side.

There are rows of low and dirty apartments in a rural-urban fringe of the new area.

In this kind of place, roadside snacks such as night snack, large stalls and other catering places are destined to be very hot.

Bian Youcai smelled of wine in his mouth, walked through the alley with shaking steps, and met two middle-aged men head-on.

"Hey, my brother."

Bancuntou middle-aged glanced, his face was slightly red, and Bian Youcai, who smelled of wine, took the initiative to say hello: "where are you going home?"

"Ah."

Bian Youcai stopped his pace, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and nodded slightly: "just now I had dinner with my big brother who contracted the project. I drank a little and strolled around. It's good for my health."

Then he conveniently pointed to the back: "you go out?"

The middle-aged man replied, "yes, go out and have fried rice."

"Don't always eat those things, gutter oil or something. It's bad for your health."

Bian Youcai gave an instruction with a hiccup of wine, and conveniently touched the Chinese cigarette in his pocket: "come on, smoke with huazi?"

Bancuntou's middle-aged companion looked at the cigarette handed over and then stretched out his hand to pick it up.

Bian Youcai was stunned and looked at him with wide eyes.

Bancun middle-aged quickly waved his hand to block his companion and touched his cigarette: "you're welcome. How can you smoke your cigarette? Smoke my sunshine, Liqun and shun."

"Forget it, I only smoke huazi, smoke the others, I cough."

Bian Youcai waved his hand and took his cigarette back: "that's all right, that's it. I'll go first and eat less roadside food. It's not good."

"OK."

Bancun middle-aged smiled and nodded, looking at Bian Youcai's back and disdaining his lips.

"Who is this man?"

The middle-aged companion looked at Bian Youcai who was walking away and muttered, "how strange is this tone? He took the initiative to send cigarettes, but when I really wanted to pick it up just now, how did I feel that his face changed."

"Harm, isn't it? You can take his cigarette!"

Bancun middle-aged shook his head: "just walk down the street and enter the palace. He doesn't do anything else all day. Because he lives in an apartment and is opposite the door, he just talked to him, otherwise he won't bother to talk to him."

"Ha ha."

They smiled and shrugged away.

This way.

Bian Youcai swayed out of the alley, and a burst of urine hit him. He swept the bright alley behind him, and then looked at the dark alley not far away. Then he walked over, came to the corner, zipped open the zipper and prepared to drain the water.

"Burp!"

"The police are all dry eaters. Wang Jue, who killed pan pan, has run away for several days. They haven't caught it yet. Catch it early and judge it early. I'm still waiting for their compensation."

"Well... When the compensation comes down, it's time to release other entertainment activities."

Bian Youcai hiccupped, released his pressure and whispered.

The police have informed their families about Bian Panpan. Bian Youcai himself knows this, but he is a very Buddhist, and even the most basic family affection has been lost.

He thought: since Bian Panpan's death has happened and everything is irreparable, it's better to accept the current outcome. Wang Jue knows that he should still have some savings over the years. He should apply for compensation at that time. Anyway, a huge amount of money will be enough.

My silly sister is not good for nothing at all. It's good to give play to some waste heat and get some funds for herself when she dies.

"Pa."

Just then.

A powerful palm patted on his shoulder with great strength. He shook his body and almost spilled his urine on his shoes. Fortunately, he closed the valve in time, but it was very uncomfortable.

"Grass!"

Bian Youcai was unhappy all of a sudden. He opened his mouth and scolded and turned his head: "I'm blind in your father's dog basket. I don't see me draining water!"

"My uncle looks a little angry. Your urine is very yellow!"

In the dark.

The man pressed Bian Youcai's shoulder with one hand and looked at Bian Youcai in a muffled voice: "just now, you seem to want to lose money from me. What's the matter? Are you so short of money? What about the money I usually give you? "

"Grass!"

Bian Youcai blinked and saw the person in front of him with the faint light on the side. He opened his mouth and scolded: "fuck your father's basket, you dare to come out, I'm not..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed Wang Jue's collar and wanted to subdue him.

"Pooh!"

A dull noise reminded me.

Bian Youcai was originally holding Wang Jue's collar. His right hand couldn't help loosening. He opened his eyes and looked at him incredulously: "how dare you..."

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

Wang Jue pressed Bian Youcai's shoulder with his left hand and bit his teeth. The masseter muscles on both sides of his cheek were obvious. His right hand quickly stabbed Bian Youcai's abdomen, one after another.

I don't know how many times later.

Wang Jue's crazy expression began to calm down. Looking at Bian Youcai with a painful, pale face, the whole person pushed him away with a cold face.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Bian Youcai desperately opened his mouth and breathed, but he couldn't stop. The control of his body gradually left him, and his vision gradually became blurred, and then fell to the ground.

The fat face was pasted on the place where he had just drained the water, but his sense of smell had long been lost.

The position of the lower abdomen.

The scarlet blood flowed out along the dazzling wound, printed all over the ground with a little warmth, and dyed his body red.

in the air.

A hard piece of paper fell down and landed beside Bian Youcai.

deathbed.

Bian Youcai looked at Wang Jue, who was gradually moving away and his body was ghosting. He desperately wanted to open his mouth for help, but he couldn't call it out. Then his head deviated and there was no life at all.

Until death.

Bian Youcai didn't respond. Why did Wang Jue, who usually looks honest, even if the child is not his own, but still has to pay the alimony honestly, suddenly make such a big change and dare to kill himself.