Chapter 380 The maximum passenger capacity of a corpse transport truck is.
The voice-controlled light at the entrance of the corridor lights up, stretching two strange shadows on the ground.
The two of them just stood at the door, and Li Shang, who opened the door, felt as if they were shrouded in two terrifying shadows, and their hearts were pounding.
The two men were burly like giant towers on the left, with their shoulders wider than the door. They stood there quietly, and the lights above their heads seemed to be twisted, making them feel as if one foot had stepped into the gates of hell Now.
The man on the right has a much normal figure, but his face is even more gloomy, his eyes are cold, and there seems to be a green poisonous snake in his pupils, and the corners of his lips are even more gloomy with malicious intentions. Smile.
The two of them didn't say a word, but the unconcealed aura on their bodies almost put the three words "murderer" on their foreheads.
And it is definitely not an ordinary murderer, it must be the most vicious and slaughtering people and the whole family.
"Captain Li, it was the prison that sent someone to pick me up. I originally wanted to chat with Li for a while, but it seemed that I had to leave first."
Feng Mu appeared behind Li Shang. , gently patted Li Shang's shoulder.
Li Shang immediately reacted. The two people at the door were brought by Feng Mu. He quickly moved away and squeezed out a friend-like smile at Feng Mu.
Feng Mu walked out the door, turned around and waved to Li Shang: "I am very happy today. I have become friends with Team Li. Goodbye." Li Shang's heart is ten times that of Feng Mu. He was very glad that he finally agreed to be friends with Feng Mu, otherwise he might have received the death family bucket now.
"I'm very happy too!"
Li Shang took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound more enthusiastic, and then added another sentence,
"Goodbye!"
Feng Mu turned around and left with a smile. Gong Qi naturally put his black coat on Feng Mu's back. Li Bashan followed behind the two indifferently, as if he was using his majestic again. The figure covered the two with a thicker raincoat.
Watching the three of them disappear at the end of the corridor, Li Shang finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just struggled to surface from the deep sea.
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from the forehead, and his fingers were cold. When he lowered his head and touched it, the shirt behind him was already wet.
He shook his head, barely suppressed the upside-down emotions in his heart, turned around and closed the door, as if this could separate the dangers from the outside world.
As soon as he sat back on the sofa, another burst of rapid footsteps came from the corridor, and each stroke seemed to hit his nerves.
He frowned and immediately got up and walked to the door. This time he didn't open the door directly, but took a look at Maoyan'er before opening the door with a dark face.
This time, Chang Erbing and his constables under the first team were standing outside the door.
But, at this moment, they all looked pale, anxious, and even had obvious panic. They were completely different from the momentum of shouting and swaying their faces, like a group of wilted eggplants.
Li Shang's face darkened, he raised his hand and stopped him, allowing Chang Erbing to enter the house, while the others were left outside the door.
He turned around and walked into the room, with a low tone: "What's going on? It's so slow?"
After Chang Erbing entered the room, the expression on his face was gloomy and clear.
He looked down at his toes, as if he didn't dare to look directly into Li Shang's eyes. After a while, he lowered his voice and spoke: "Captain Li, brothers, you guys have actually arrived long ago... However, just now, he was stopped by a group of prison guards at the bottom of the building. It’s really not that the brothers are not good at it.”
Li Shang frowned even more: “Say!”
Chang Erbing lowered his voice, with obvious fear in his tone: "A dozen prison guards, wearing uniforms, were stuck in a row at the door, and they all held guns in their hands, so they didn't let them go. Brothers come in."
"Captain Li, you know brothers. Brothers handle cases on weekdays, and they will never be vague when they encounter problems."
"But this time, no The same goes, the prison guards, too, also the word "suspense". The brothers are more or less concerned. If the gunshots, the nature will be different. It will definitely cause you a lot of trouble."
< br>His voice became lower and lower, and finally became a whisper, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it. "But all the prison guards downstairs seemed to be completely unscrupulous, and the innocent murderous intent in their eyes could not be faked. They dared to be true, even..."
When Chang Erbing said this, he suddenly stopped, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, his fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes were floating, as if he had returned to the suffocating scene downstairs.
He swallowed and added: "Even, they were all ready to move, hoping to draw guns with their brothers, looking like they didn't care about their skin or their own lives. .”
“Brothers are either afraid of death, or….”
Chang Erbing didn't seem to know how to describe that feeling specifically, anyway, he felt that they were not blamed for this matter.
He stopped, as if he was scraping his stomach and looking for a description, but in the end he shook his head, obviously not able to find a suitable word.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a big mouthful, and put it in a big mouthful. The tea dripped down his chin, but he said without realizing it:
"Captain Li, really, the prison guards from the Second Prison are all crazy!"
Li Shang suddenly stood up, walked quickly towards the window, and opened a corner of the curtain.
The rain outside the window was sparsely ground, the ground was wet into a dark mirror, blurring the outlines of tall buildings and street lights, and the dazzling car lights seemed particularly cold in a rainy night.
The umbrella surface was spread open in the rain, like a sudden and solemn black flowers in the rain. The people under the umbrella were very neat and uniform, holding the handle of the umbrella with both hands and bowing slightly.
As the shadows of the umbrella overlap, the rain water slid down from the eaves of the umbrella like fine line beads, falling on the ground and splashing tiny water.
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Under the umbrella was Feng Mu's tall and elegant steps, with two figures one tall and one short.
Li Shang's eyes couldn't help but follow him, and he saw Feng Mu slowly stepping towards a black car parked on the side of the road.
The car door was opened respectfully early in the morning, and the shadow of the umbrella moved with him, blocking the raindrops accurately. It was not until he sat in the car gracefully that the umbrella quickly closed.
Li Shang squinted his eyes and exerted a little force on his fingertips, and the angle at which the curtains were pulled open was larger.
His eyes moved along those who were holding umbrellas and found that they were neatly moving, even the umbrellas were closed in the same direction, as if a group of carefully controlled puppets were like a group of skins being sucked together A brain dominated.
If it was a rehearsal, it would be outrageous; if it had not been a rehearsal, it would be even more outrageous!
In a few seconds, the group of people had returned to their cars.
After it, a row of low-key black vehicles started one by one.
The low roar of the engine penetrated the rain screen, the tires rolled over the accumulated water, and the splashed water flashed like broken diamonds under the light.
The convoy was like a galloping black snake, and the taillights pulled out cold lights against the dim street lights until they disappeared into the night.
The window returned to silence, leaving only the sparse sound of rain hitting the ground, like an unfinished low music, with some unsettling aftertaste.
Li Shang's hand loosened the curtains and let the corner of the fabric slowly hang down, covering everything outside the window.
He turned around, sat back on the sofa, and drank a sip of tea silently.
Put down the tea cup, the last scene I saw in my mind was lingering.
If he read that right, just now, the convoy left the rear end, and the last one mixed into it seemed to be the... corpse transport truck from the incineration plant?
Li Shang's fingertips unconsciously hit the edge of the teacup, making a slight "ding" sound.
His thoughts floated uncontrollably toward a creepy question: What is the maximum passenger capacity of a corpse truck...? .
(This chapter ends)