My staff is inhuman

Chapter 35 The villain comes to the door
"Drip drip..."

Sirens rang through the village.

More and more villagers gathered at the gate.

"Team Wu, the matter is now clear. It was all an accident. Their son had a stroke. The old lady stepped on the bowl and fell down. She is old and the back of her head is broken. Now the hospital does not dare to say that it can be rescued. As for the old man..."

When the policeman said this, he glanced back. The big black dog was smashed to death by the villagers with a hoe before they rushed over.

The ground was full of blood, not sure if it belonged to the old man or the big black dog.

By the time they rushed over, the old man was already dead.

If not all the evidence points to an accident, no one would believe that there would be such an outrageous thing in the world. In one day, a family of three would be wiped out.

And everyone's experience is different.

I have been a police officer for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a weird thing.

Wu Jie stood at the door with a cigarette in his mouth. After hearing the report from his subordinates, he nodded, "Let's report it like this."

"But what about the children in the house?"

The policeman said, and pulled Wu Jie aside: "There is a problem with this place. There is a metal house behind, and there are two children locked in it..."

Wu Jie frowned.

"Contact their village committee and let them handle it. Keep the other two people and continue to check, as long as these children are not trafficked."

"Ok."

Wu Jie took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was already 12 o'clock in the evening, and he was about to lead the team away.

"Angkor!"

When Wu Jie heard someone calling him, he looked up, and when he saw Zhang Yi standing in the crowd, he asked in surprise, "Huh?? Why are you here?"

"Passing by, I just saw something lively, so I stood here and watched it for a while."

"Sure!"

"if not?"

Wu Jie glanced up and down at Zhang Yi.

From the discovery of Dai Moli's body on the riverbed, the Wang Jie case, the wife-killing case, to the appearance of this case tonight, behind every case, there will be some figure of Zhang Yi.

As an old policeman, Wu Jie is extraordinarily keen on the common character of clues: "If you are not the murderer, I doubt you have the physique of Conan, why are you everywhere?"

If ordinary people heard this sentence, they might be shocked even if they were not the murderer.

On the contrary, Zhang Yi looked very relaxed, and even responded half-jokingly: "Isn't this the only way to show that the police and the people are a family."

Zhang Yi leaned in front of Wu Jie: "Well... take me back by the way, I'm afraid of the dark."

Wu Jie rolled his eyes, he had never seen an addict in a police car.

"Get in the car, but it can only take you to the intersection, and you can walk back the rest of the way."

"it is good."

Zhang Yi got into the car and buckled up his seat belt.

"By the way, is there any result in the murder of his wife?"

If someone else had inquired about the case like this, Wu Jie would have scolded him directly. Wu Jie wanted to say that he had no comment, but he didn't say anything, and asked instead: "Who was the man who talked about the case with me that night? Do you know what it's called?"

"I only know his surname is Tang."

"soup?"

Wu Jie glanced at Zhang Yi, and after making sure that he was not lying, he said, "The case has been solved. We found the murderer's wife in the freezer of his neighbor's house, strangled to death."

"It's really his neighbor who helped?"

"Well, the two of them are neighbors, they are both ears, and have been dissatisfied with their wives for a long time.

One day, the two of them drank together, and they didn't know who made such a remark, so they really started planning how to kill their wife.

Three years ago, the neighbor killed his wife first. He helped to hide the body and then called the police. When the police could not find the body and the case could not be solved, he moved the body back, sprinkled it with thick quicklime, and laid it in the corner of the basement. inside.

In order to prevent being suspected, he waited for three years before committing the crime again. If his neighbors were not investigated, the case would be difficult to solve. "

The two were talking.

A shadow suddenly appeared in the driveway in front of him.

"squeak!!"

Wu Jie slammed on the brakes, and the huge force of inertia caused the two of them to slam forward, and they were dragged back by the safety belt.

"Want to die, you!"

Wu Jie cursed as soon as he opened his mouth. This has nothing to do with the quality of the police. For any driver, if a pedestrian jumped out suddenly on the road, he might have to greet the other party's eighteen generations of ancestors.

Zhang Yi held his chest and raised his head. A woman jumped on the road with bare feet, her hair disheveled, and she was wrapped in clothes she picked up. Hearing Wu Jie's scolding, she just turned her head and grinned at him, then didn't look back. Dash across the road.

"Unlucky, it's so late at night, why did I meet such a lunatic."

Seeing that the other party was mentally ill, Wu Jie could only admit that he was unlucky.

Zhang Yi didn't care at all, but his eyes followed the figure of the woman, and he was stunned.

Across the road is a Town God's Temple.

The blue house number, No. 121, hangs on the vermilion high wall.

The woman laughed as she ran, and went straight to the Temple of the City God and disappeared, but Zhang Yi thought of the old man in the white hat.

"Poor mother of that child, she was beaten up and went crazy..."

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, come to me at the front intersection, No. 121."

Zhang Yi looked at the gate of the Town God's Temple in a daze, and Wu Jie saw him look strange: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Zhang Yi shook his head.

Seeing this, Wu Jie didn't ask any further questions, and drove all the way to the city. When he reached the intersection of the massage shop, Wu Jie stopped the car and signaled Zhang Yi to walk back by himself.

"Aren't you coming to take a break?"

"I haven't got off work yet, and I have to write a report when I go back at night."

"Oh."

"By the way, if that person surnamed Tang comes again, please remember to be careful for me, and you should be careful about this person yourself."

Zhang Yi frowned slightly: "Why?"

"It's hard to say, anyway, this person feels very dangerous to me."

"Okay, I see." Zhang Yi nodded seriously, opened the door, got out of the car, and waved to Wu Jie.

It wasn't until Wu Jie walked away that Zhang Yi turned around and walked into the store.

"jingle."

Pushing open the door, before Zhang Yi could speak, he heard moans one after another.

Cough, don't get me wrong, it's a man's voice.

On the massage chair, a huge fat man was lying shirtless on it, his white belly was squeezed into layers of folds, and his flesh was covered with black stretch marks.

What is Yangmei doing? ?

Zhang Yi stared at Yang Mei as she poured the medicinal wine into her hand and rubbed it on the alcohol lamp, blue flames ignited in her palm.

Good guy, I just went out by myself, why did Yangmei even practice the Fire Palm? ?
But when he took a closer look, he felt something was wrong.

This is obviously not Yangmei, but Yang Yan.

There was ferocious anger in the bloodshot eyes, and he put his hands on the fat man's back and wiped it upwards vigorously.

"Ow~~"

The fat man raised his neck, his whole face turned red: "It's cool!!"

I saw Yang Yan flicked his hand upwards, the flames rose up slowly, and when he pushed down, the flames were extinguished again. Repeated several times, a lot of black oil stains appeared on the fat man's back, and emitted A strong stench.

Dai Moli hurriedly took out the prepared tissue and quickly wiped off the oil.

After repeating it a few times, Yang Yan picked up the cupping jar, rubbed his fingers inside, a ray of flame ignited in the cupping jar, and then he directly pinned it on the fat man's back.

One, two, three...

In a short while, the fat man's back was covered with dense jars.

"Gone?"

Seeing that there was still one position left, Yang Yan opened his hand, and Dai Moli shook his head: "It's gone!"

"Um……"

Just when Yang Yan frowned, a thermos cup was handed to him.

"Use this, anyway, Uncle Zeng won't come anytime soon."

Yang Yan raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, then took the thermos cup and buckled it on the fat man's big waist.

"Oh……"

The fat man narrowed his eyes and let out a moan: "It's comfortable!"

Zhang Yi took the opportunity to pull Jasmine aside, looked up at the fat man and Yang Yan: "What's going on?"

Zhang Yi looked like a harmless fat man to humans and animals, but Zhang Yi couldn't see the depth of this guy with the eyes of ghosts and gods. Just like the Tang man last night, he had a terrifyingly sinister aura.

Why is it that the strength of the ghosts who came recently seems to be getting higher and higher.

"Thanks to Yangmei, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Dai Moli let out a long breath, pulled Zhang Yi aside, and glanced at the fat man's belly:

"Business is good tonight, with three customers

Can……

He ate them all! "

(End of this chapter)