Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 308 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (24)

Dai Jingsong, who walked out of the police station, looked at the man standing beside the car.

Without awe.

Hurriedly walked to Di Chengting's side with an apologetic smile on his face, and said in a respectful tone: "Master Di Jiu is here, it really makes our small temple flourish, please come inside, I have a good Yuqian Longjing, invite Marshal Di to taste it."

I have to say that Di Chengting has a good face that makes men feel tempted when they see it, and women feel ashamed when they see it. However, although he is very handsome, he will not make people feel too weak, but The bloodthirsty and murderous atmosphere around him added a bit of resolute and ruthless temperament that people admired.

He is tall and has long legs, with a straight back. The gray-blue warlord military uniform that fits well, after being seen by the women passing by, they couldn't help but stop, their eyes were greedy, but every woman wanted to see it. His face was blushing.

Di Chengting didn't like the gazes of these women very much, and the greedy gazes leaked out made him feel sick.

It's better to be a little girl. When looking at him, it was a kind of admiring look, a clean, pure and comfortable look.

Thinking of this, he said to Dai Jingsong in a deep voice with a bit of politeness: "I am here today, and I want your help with something."

"Master Di Jiu just ask Dai if you have something to do." Dai Jingsong walked to the side to lead Di Chengting to the director's office. Hearing that he needed help with something, he felt a little strange for a while.

But Dai Jingsong, who has always been in the officialdom, immediately lowered his posture with a flattering face.

Sitting in the chief's office.

Dai Jingsong brewed a cup of Yuqian Longjing for Di Chengting. He picked up the celadon teacup and put it to his thin lips for a sip.

Although the taste is still mellow, compared with the tea made by the little girl that day, this cup of tea is not very good.

Gently putting down the teacup, he looked at Dai Jingsong seriously, "I want to check a file from ten years ago."

Di Chengting knew that although he was the Marshal of the East China Army and had a high status in SH, his authority was limited.

If you want to retrieve files from a long time ago, you must have a file travel order issued by the chief of the police station, otherwise he cannot enter the file room of the police station and retrieve the files.

So he had to come to Dai Jingsong himself and ask him to help write a filing order.

Dai Jingsong looked at him in surprise, and asked in a suspicious tone: "I don't know why Di Jiuye suddenly wants to retrieve the files from ten years ago, what kind of files are they?"

Ever since Di Chengting knew that the little girl had lost two organs in her body, he remembered a case ten years ago in his mind.

He was only a teenager at the time and still studying.

I remember that it seemed to be such a hot summer, once when he came home from school, he overheard a conversation between his father and his bodyguard Fang Zongfu.

"Those people are really cruel. How can they have the heart to harvest the organs from the children's bodies?"

"Master, I have seen so many corpses since I was young, and I have seen people who died by various means. When I saw the tragic death of those children, I was shocked..."

"Fortunately, the two children were rescued. If it was later, the two children probably would not have survived."

At that time, he was standing at the door of the study, and when he heard these words, he didn't know what it was that made his father and Uncle Fang, who had been fighting in the battlefield, reveal such expressions.

I found out later that it turned out to be an organization for the benefit of selling children's organs. They pretended to be ordinary people, and when they saw children who were alone, they used various means to kidnap these children. , One by one, their organs were removed.

When the father took people to rescue them, he saw that these children basically had no organs left.

There are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and each child's body is naked, with a hole opened in the stomach, and all the organs inside have been removed, leaving only a shell.

And they were all still in a stinking sink. Many of the corpses of children who had been discarded for a long time were covered with maggots, and some of them had even rotted so much that only white bones could be seen.

Everyone who saw this scene was deeply shocked.

Di Chengting looked expressionlessly at Dai Jingsong, who was in doubt, and said in a deep voice with an unquestionable tone: "I want to check the information on the case of organ removal from children ten years ago."

When Dai Jingsong heard about the data case he wanted to check, he was a little shocked. He had the honor to participate in this case back then.

Thousands of children's corpses were cruelly thrown in a stinky pool. He swore ten years ago that he would never think of that scene in his life.

Unexpectedly ten years later.

Someone would bring up the old story again, he withdrew the flattering expression on his face, and said in a firm tone: "I'm sorry Di Jiuye, it's not that I don't want to show you the materials of this case, but that the materials have already been taken back by the higher-ups. There is no record in our police department.”

Hearing his words, Di Chengting paused slightly with the hand holding the teacup.

He didn't understand what was hidden behind this case.

There was no file in the police station. Thinking of the little girl who looked like a porcelain doll, he asked softly, "Director Dai has been in the police station for ten years, right?"

Dai Jingsong nodded, "Yes, this year has been ten years."

"Can this commander think that you were involved in this case back then?" Di Chengting's deep and deep eyes stared fixedly at Dai Jingsong, and the expression inside made people want to surrender unconsciously.

After Dai Jingsong was stared at by him like this, his back continued to sweat, and he felt his entire back was soaked.

Thinking of the orders from his superiors, Dai Jingsong didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only say with some hints: "Master Di Jiu, it's not that Dai didn't tell you, but that when that case happened, I was just a little policeman. If you want to ask about the specifics of this case, Dai thinks you might as well ask Old Marshal Di, who was the main person in charge of this case back then."

Di Chengting leaned back on the sofa, exuding a lazy and casual posture, but the noble and cold aura exuded made it impossible to ignore his existence.

At this moment, his whole body was filled with a kind of cold, arrogant and bloodthirsty aura, which eroded the surrounding air little by little. His dark eyes looked calm, but in fact, there was already a flame-like turmoil. Meaning anger, the handsome face is full of cold expression.

Those who are familiar with him will know.

He was furious right now.

It's been a long time.

With a deep and magnetic voice that was too pleasant to hear, he said lightly: "Director Dai, are you sure you don't want to tell Ben Shuai what you know?"

　The plot of this scene is a little bit sinister.

　　But there is no way, the plot needs it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)