District 9

In Fengbei City, on an unnamed road about five kilometers away from the training ground, several cars were parked and seven or eight people were digging around a small tree.

A shovelful of soil was thrown up on both sides of the pit. Everyone continued to dig hard for a while, and only then the frozen and hard military green coats were exposed in the pit.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and one of the strong men jumped into the pit, reached out and lifted up his clothes, frowned suddenly, suppressed the churning feeling in his stomach, and turned around and said: "Bring it out and tell Mr. Xing... we found it. "

Two minutes later, everyone took out the body wrapped in the general's coat and placed it beside the pit.

On the roadside, the car door popped open, and Fatty Xing led his second son over. He pointed at the body on the ground with a pale face and said, "I... let me look at the face."

The strong man bent down again and reached out to lift up the military coat.

A purple and blue cheek sunken from the cold appeared in front of everyone, blood all over his body turned to ice, and internal organs leaked out of his abdomen. Coupled with the cold temperature outside, although the body was not rotten, the organs that leaked out were frozen and stuck together, and they all hung on the clothes, making it look extremely miserable.

Fatty Xing had been through strong winds and waves, but at this moment his legs were weak and his body was shaking.

The second son immediately stepped forward to support his father, his face changed, and he cried in grief: "Zihao, why don't you listen to dad...?!"

Fatty Xing couldn't cry at the moment, and couldn't speak for a long time. He just stared at his son blankly, letting the cold wind blow his hair into chaos.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Fatty Xing pushed his dick away, shakily covered the body with a military coat, closed his eyes and said, "First...don't tell Zihao's mother..."

"I'm going to kill that old b*tch now!" Xing Laoer stared angrily, and was about to rush to the car with tears on his face.

Several men around him who had just dug up the corpse immediately rushed forward and stretched out their hands to stop him, and persuaded: "Xiao Er, you follow the arrangements of the Chief Punisher."

"Don't be impulsive. The man is already at the garrison. Even if he is asked to pay with his life, it must be legal and reasonable."

"Listen to me and don't move."

"...!"

The more everyone persuaded Xing Laoer, the more enthusiastic he became. He stood on the roadside and started fighting with the group of people. In the end, he fell to the ground without any image and cried loudly.

Fatty Xing stood beside the corpse in a daze, covering his chest and saying: "My son died unjustly. If I don't kill him, I... I will sentence him to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a car stopped on the side of the road. A young man in a suit walked over quickly, stood on the right side of the body and said, "Mr. Xing, the person who chased them with Zihao that day was found and locked up in the training camp. It’s in the basement.”

"Did you say it?"

"I told you, it was indeed Lao Ma who shot Zihao." The young man was very resistant to the corpse on the ground and deliberately did not look at that side of the body.

Fatty Xing clenched his fists: "Stationing at the training ground? Someone in the army is helping them. Do you know those people who followed Zihao?"

"They don't know." The young man shook his head and replied: "It's hard to blame the troops for this matter. As long as the old horse was killed by him, he went in and hid by himself, and we don't know who specifically helped him, so it won't be possible in the end. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have locked our people in the basement before leaving.”

"It's definitely not possible to kill Lao Ma." Fatty Xing said with a gloomy look: "Let the garrison unit take a confession first. Doesn't Lao Ma have a nephew? Let's focus the case on him."

"Okay, I'll call the garrison."

The young man echoed, walked to the side, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, but after only chatting for a short while, he came back with a pale face and said: "Chief Criminal Officer, the people from the police station have gone to the garrison to take away the old man." Ma and the one named Guan Qi."

Fatty Xing turned his head and looked at the young man with ferocious eyes without saying a word.

The young man gritted his teeth and added: "People from the police station said that the shooting at the Ninth District Memorial Plaza construction site was related to Lao Ma and the others. According to relevant regulations, these two people have to be handed over to them."

Fatty Xing closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and veins popped up on his forehead: "It's the little director in Songjiang who did it. He got on the high-level carriage in Fengbei. The hatred of losing his son is a stumbling block for me, okay, let's Play slowly……."

…

In the hospital in the area to be planned.

A second-level police sergeant with a minor title led eight people and said politely: "We have been chasing these two people for a long time. I'm really sorry, but I have to take them away today."

"They committed a crime in the planned area. The inspection team is still verifying whether they have anything to do with my internal case of illegal transportation of military supplies, so the people may not be delivered to you for the time being." A sergeant responded expressionlessly.

"This is not going to be easy."

"Yeah, it's difficult."

"Wait a minute then. I'll call the police station and ask the higher-ups to directly contact the highest inspection department in your region for coordination to find out what's going on with the smuggling of substances." The second-level sergeant didn't panic at all and just stretched out his hand and said : "I'll go to the car."

The sergeant turned pale when he heard this, stared at the sergeant for a few seconds, and then responded in a low voice: "Why don't you wait for a while, and I'll ask the superiors."

"Haha, that's okay, please." The second-level police sergeant smiled and nodded.

…

About half an hour.

Lao Ma was lying on the hospital bed with iron shackles on his chest, waist and legs before he was allowed to be pushed out of the building by the police officers and stuffed directly into the patrol car.

A short while later, Guan Qi was also taken out by four police officers and got into a second car.

"Trouble." After the second-level sergeant saluted the sergeant and others, he immediately closed the car door and said, "Enter Fengbei as quickly as possible."

Along the way, Guan Qi glanced at the police officer next to him with a pale face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Can...can you give me some water?"

The police officer picked up the bottled water, lowered his head and unscrewed the cap. While feeding Guan Qi, he whispered: "The purpose of your coming to Fengbei is to detect the counterfeit drug case some time ago. You wanted to arrest Xiaoqu, but you encountered Xing Zihao silenced him. But his death had nothing to do with you, it was Lao Ma himself. When the case was coming to an end, you, Lao Mao, and Qin Yu were responsible for protecting the witness. Yongdong left Fengbei and was attacked by unknown persons again... Then you were sent to the army. As for where Lao Mao and Qin Yu went, you don’t know."

Guan Qi was stunned for a moment and then nodded: "Understood."

"Except for what I told you, no matter how others ask you, you still say you don't know." The police officer turned his head and looked around, then leaned into Guan Qi's ear and said: "If you can push me to Lao Ma, I'll do it." Push him. Before I get off the car, I will give you a note with the specific details of the incident. Please read it carefully. "

Guan Qi was stunned: "Then Uncle Ma...?"

"He's not afraid of taking on more burdens." The police officer responded expressionlessly.

…

Inside Superintendent Songjiang’s office.

Lao Li sat on the chair, tapping the table with his right fingers. After being silent for a while, he suddenly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Li Si."

"Immediately prepare a case assignment report, a dossier with details of the counterfeit drug case, and two small case seminar reports." Li Si instructed unhurriedly: "The time was a week ago, and the assignee was Mr. Cat, Guan Qi, Qin Yu. After finishing it, read it three times yourself and strive to be true."

"Understood." The other party nodded.

…

Food and accommodation in the area to be planned.

Qin Yu was still being rescued and showed no signs of waking up.