Chapter 381 He is much more dangerous than his father, but fortunately.
When Chang Erbing learned that there was a corpse transport cart driving away downstairs, he was stunned in place, as if struck by lightning, for a while Come back to your senses.
After a while, he squeezed out a dry "Ah?" from the depths of his throat, as if he was being strangled.
The cold sweat winds down his spine, soaking his uniform, and blew a dark mark of water on his vest.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, trying to calm himself down, but the wetness in his palm completely exposed his guilt.
"The corpse transport cart?"
His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, with a hint of imperceptible tremor, but his face was filled with anger, trying to cover up the uneasiness with anger.
"Hehe, they are so brave! Team Li, if you endure this tone, the people in the Second Prison would probably think that our police room is made of mud?"
Li Shang didn't feel it in his heart. He was not angry, but when his eyes fell on the black box, his whole body calmed down strangely.
He is definitely not a good-tempered person, but he seems particularly "generous" at this moment.
He reached out and pressed Chang Erbing's hand, and his tone was light: "Forget it, you all say they are crazy. We are rational people, why bother with the madman? Besides, he is here. Make friends with me. "
"Make friends?"
Chang Erbing's voice rose twice instantly, and the expression on his face seemed to hear something fantasy. >
"Take friends with a corpse truck? This is absolutely unheard of! "
Li Shang did not respond immediately, but just glanced at Chang Erbing indifferently.
There was something indescribable hidden in that look, which made Chang Erbing's heart tighten.
He suddenly said in shock: "Captain Li, you shouldn't have... agreed?"
Li Shang reached out and pushed open the black box, revealing the golden light inside, and said quietly: "One hand, one hand, the other hand, gold. This crazy man is very sincere in making friends. What do you think?"
Chang Erbing's eyes flashed with golden light, and nodded with dry mouth and said: "Captain Li's words are reasonable. It seems that it's not impossible to have a crazy man to be a friend occasionally, but his father is not with us. Deal with...."
Li Shang closed the box cover with a "bang", and the golden light was instantly swallowed up in the darkness.
An extremely strange expression appeared on his face, as if he was infected by a madman, and his expression was distorted:
"His father is not important anymore. This madman's behavior is comparable to His father is much more dangerous. To be honest, the pressure Feng Ju brought me is far less than one-tenth of that of his son. "
Chang Erbing struggled to remove his eyes from the black box. Hearing this, he nodded in agreement and said deeply: "Indeed, Feng Ju is still rational, far from being so dangerous." . The most terrifying thing is that not only his son is crazy, he also brings a group of epilepsy, and the dangers are doubled. "
Li Shang grinned and suddenly let out a strange laugh. The sound is back in the room It seems like a long-depressed emotion finally found the outlet for catharsis: "Yes, Feng Mu is crazy, but this crazy man doesn't help his father, but supports me. This is really too I'm happy! I like the friendship of the madman, hahahahaha—"
With the combination of gold and corpse transport cart, the friendship between Li Shang and Feng Mu was defeated from the beginning The most indestructible foundation.
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The rain stopped.
Uncheng put away its hideous and exposed prostate, and re-directed its lump butt at the downtown, releasing heat and light.
Zhou Hu woke up early in the morning and was woken up by scare.
He received bad news early in the morning - Zhao Xing died, died on yesterday's heavy rainy night, which is rumored to be an accident.
It is not difficult to confirm the authenticity of the news, just ask the police station.
Zhou Shuguang called to confirm, but he was worried, so he went to the police station to check the body. The body was parked in the morgue cabinet of the police room. When the iron door opened, a gloomy cold air came to my face.
The white cloth covering the body was lifted up, and at that moment, Zhou Hu stared at the corpse with his eyes tightly.
A headless corpse lay quietly on the cold metal table, the incision at the neck was as smooth as a mirror, as if it was instantly cut off by some extremely sharp tool.
The blood condensed around him looked particularly dazzling under the pale light. The fishy smell faintly spread through the cold air and penetrated into Zhou Wu's nose, making his face turn pale.
Zhou Sao was stunned. The next second, a sneer suddenly came out of the corner of his mouth - the smile was filled with uncontrollable anger and absurdity.
His voice echoed in the morgue, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat:
"Where is his head? His head is gone, your police station tells me this is Accident? “
His voice grew higher and higher, and finally almost became a roar:
"Are you blind yourself or do you think I am blind?"
The constable in charge of the reception had a cold face, wrapped his hands on his chest, and stood straight, as if he had long been used to this kind of scene.
There is no turbulent on his face, and even his tone is filled with a sense of disgusting coldness:
"The current evidence does point to accidents. Director Zhou, you are questioning us Is the police station professional? I am frankly speaking, your prison may not know how to investigate cases, right? "
Zhou Hu's fists clenched, and he said ruthlessly:
"If it's an accident, then tell me where his head is going?"
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When the constable heard this, he didn't even frown, but shrugged: "It was windy and rainy last night. Who knows, maybe it was taken away by a wild dog, We also regret this."
"You——"
Zhou Kui was extremely angry and suddenly reached out to grab the detective's collar and pulled him forward. His strength was so strong that the detective's eyes changed instantly.
The constable was forced to stagger forward, a hint of horror flashed through his pupils, but his stubborn posture did not diminish at all. "Enough!"
The forensic doctor Bai Ye was finally unable to bear it.
He was busy all night, and was bending down to pack up the toolbox beside him. He heard the quarrel here, and he raised his head impatiently, with a little fatigue and sarcasm in his tone: >
"Do you think he died by accident? OK, then why don't you tell us who killed him?" Chang Erbing, who heard a quarrel from the morgue outside, walked in. He looked at Zhou Wu with a gloomy face.
When Zhou Shu heard this, he was stunned.
His hand was still holding the collar of the detective, froze in the air, and his momentum was temporarily tripped by this sentence.
His face changed in a calm state, his lips pursed into a line, and finally a name was squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth:
"Feng Mu, it must be Feng Mu did it!" After this sentence fell, the air in the morgue suddenly became a little cold.
Forensic Bai Ye, the former move of lowering his head to clean up his tools, suddenly stopped. He suddenly widened his eyes.
Chang Erbing's pupils shrank, his thin lips tightly pursed, and he didn't say anything, but his right hand unconsciously reached into his pocket and pinched a few small yellow croakers inside.
That was the "reward" given to him by Team Li. The metal edges hurt so hard that the palms were so painful, but they also covered their palms and felt hot.
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(This chapter ends)