Chapter 820 Where are the people?

Chapter 820 Where are the people?

"Wan Xiaotian! Hurry up and get those rotten garlics under your hands out of here, come and live!"

After confirming that the man knew the place, Cen Hao turned to face the dormitory There was a roar in the building.

“Coming!”

The next moment, Wan Xiaotian’s slightly panicked voice came from the dormitory building behind.

Only two minutes later, this guy led the nine injured grandchildren out of the building. Some of them were still wearing clothes while running towards this end. It looked like they were resting before.

Looking at these crooked melons and cracked jujubes with scarred faces and “prominent” heads, the man’s family of three became even more frightened.

This does not look like a good person!

After a while, a group of people rushed forward. Wan Xiaotian glanced at the cowering man and his family, and asked Chu Heng breathlessly: "Master Chu, what's going on?"

"Follow Cen Hao and catch someone together." Chu Heng waved his hand with a sullen face.

"Okay!"

Wan Xiaotian didn't ask who was being arrested. He nodded and led his men and Cen Hao to press the man and get on his bicycle to leave.

“Wait a minute.”

Chu Heng suddenly stopped them, then reached into his arms amidst everyone’s doubtful eyes, took out a handful of Wusi from the warehouse and threw it over: " Take this with you, just in case."

Wan Xiaotian hurriedly caught it, and the cold touch on his palm made his heart rise. He thought it was just an ordinary arrest for questioning, but now. If he actually used a gun, then this matter would not be simple.

He took a deep look at the seemingly ordinary family of three, carefully checked Wusi's insurance, then waved his hand and left quickly with Cen Hao and the others.

For a while, Chu Heng, the old lady and the middle-aged woman were the only ones left in the field.

"That..."

The woman stared at Chu Heng's handsome face for a few times, thinking that such a handsome man must have a kind heart, so she looked with a bit of hope. Wing, hesitantly asked: "Comrade, can my mother-in-law and I leave?"

"Shut up and kneel down!"

Chu Heng, who was already in a bad mood, raised his eyes irritably, and a cold light flashed through his dark eyes in a daze. The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

Soon he looked back.

Light a cigarette.

Sitting on the steps behind him, his eyes were staring at the stones on the ground, thinking wildly and waiting for the result.

He is willing to do this.

But the premise is that this old man is worthy of his respect, and this young man is worthy of his love!

Obviously, these two greedy liars are not in the category of his respect and love.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other with mournful faces. They did not dare to talk nonsense and could only accept their fate and continue to kneel.

Time passes by every second.

Two hours later, Cen Hao and others left and returned.

But how many people went and came back, but they didn't bring back the people Chu Heng wanted to see.

"What's going on? Did the person run away?"

Chu Heng frowned at them, with some displeasure on his face.

Damn it, are all of you trash?

Why can’t I do anything?

"The person is dead!"

Cen Hao came to him with a gloomy face and said with doubts: "When we passed by, the old tailor's family was holding a funeral. Later, we asked someone nearby to inquire. I found out that the old tailor had a heart attack this morning and died at home."

"But what's a little strange is that the hospital said he died the day before yesterday, but the neighbors nearby told him. His family members all said that yesterday I also saw him lively and playing chess with others at night."

"Things are getting very hot now. Everyone says that his house is haunted."

After hearing his story, Chu. always thoughtful He lit a cigarette for himself and started smoking. After a while, he raised his head and stared at the man who was frightened by the strange rumors, and asked: "When did you guys meet that old tailor?"< br>

"Yesterday," the man said with a panicked expression, "Just yesterday at noon, he came to our house and said he could help us make fake ruffians. He also agreed with us that if the job was done, we would give him two hundred yuan!"

Chu Heng, who had been observing his expression, felt that he was not lying, so he had an even more headache. The hospital said that the person died the day before yesterday, but everyone said that they had seen him yesterday. , obviously there is a problem here.

But where the problem lies, he is puzzled.

“Interesting! Looks like we need to find foreign aid!”

After a while of silence, Chu Heng stood up with a sigh and told Cen Hao: "Keep an eye on this family of three and wait for my call."

After saying that, he took out the key and got into the car, carrying the dust and smoke all the way. Left the sugar factory.

After turning from the small road to the main road, Chu Heng drove directly into the city.

I asked around again on the way, and soon came to the Dacheng County Public Security Bureau.

This is his first time here. A two-story building stands in a dilapidated courtyard. There are more than a dozen conjoined brick houses nearby, and everyone is wearing a uniform. Police comrades were rushing back and forth from house to house, creating a busy scene.

There was no gatekeeper here, so Chu Heng drove directly into the courtyard and parked his car next to the only two jeeps in the courtyard.

With such a big movement and such a stylish car, it was difficult for the police in the courtyard not to pay attention.

As soon as he got out of the car, someone came up to him out of curiosity and asked politely: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Chu Heng habitually ignored him. He passed a cigarette and asked with a smile: "Hello, is Director Jiang here?"

The policeman was not surprised when he heard that he was looking for Jiang Zhuolin.

Everyone in the bureau knew that Bureau Jiang was from Beijing. Chu Heng also had a taste for Beijing movies, so it was normal to find him.

So the police comrade didn’t ask any questions, turned around and pointed to the small second floor next to him, and said: "You can go directly to the second floor. The first office on the right is there."

"Thank you. "

Chu Heng smiled at him and strode into the second floor.

After going upstairs, he saw the room with the sign of the Director's Office.

"Dong dong."

He went to knock on the door, and soon there was an answer from inside the house.

“Come in!”

“Squeak!”

Chu Heng gently opened the door and stepped into the house.

The appearance of the house matches that of the yard, and it is admirably simple.

A wooden bed for resting while on duty, a file cabinet with peeling paint, a lame desk that needs a brick for balance, and a few old benches, among other things Nothing else.

It doesn’t look like the office of a police chief at all.

"Uncle Jiang, your conditions are quite difficult." Chu Heng walked towards the desk with a smile.

“That’s good.”

Jiang Zhuolin put down the case file in his hand and raised his head with a smile: "What are you doing here today?"

"Urgent!"

Chu Heng pulled a bench and sat down, and first spoke After reviewing the situation in the past few days, he also talked about the previous incident of Xie Lixuan being deceived, and finally talked about the old tailor.

After hearing this, Jiang Zhuolin's eyes froze for a moment. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up: "Let's go, bring the body back for inspection first!"

"Don't worry!"

But Chu Heng held him back.

And

(End of this chapter)