I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

Forty minutes later.

Shen Feng drove an unlicensed car and appeared near Hu Delin's house like a ghost.

This is a remote corner of the suburbs, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

The only surveillance at the T-junction was almost paralyzed in the raging snowstorm, like a blind Cyclops.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a crossroads than a T-junction, because there is a winding path to the north of the intersection.

It is a "road" that is rarely visited on weekdays. It is almost abandoned and overgrown with weeds, and it looks even more desolate in the wind and snow.

However, tonight, this place is destined to no longer be deserted, and will be swept by the storm of blood and conspiracy.

Shen Feng hid the car in an excellent hiding place, and then plunged into the furious curtain of snow.

Soon, the preparations were basically ready.

Before that, the map here had been repeatedly drawn in his mind countless times.

He knew that if the police arrived, they would appear from the left intersection, and this was the fatal key link in his plan.

After carefully biting and sorting out the entire plan in his mind like a precision gear, Shen Feng came to the middle intersection alone.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed it with a smile.

...

Special task force office.

Although it was already night, no member was absent.

Everyone gathered in this not-so-big office, listening to the whistling wind outside.

So far, the clues of the case are still vague.

Although Zhang Yiyang and Lu Meihua provided a clear direction for investigation, these things cannot be found out in one day.

As for the two parents who made trouble, Wang Lei and Tang Lingling, they insisted that they had not been instructed by anyone.

It was entirely because Wu Jun killed his child that he did this.

Once asked how they knew the truth about Yu Jinxiang College, they would fall into silence again.

On this night of blizzard, everyone was a little depressed, waiting here to guess whether the masked man would take advantage of the blizzard to make a move.

"When will this day end?" Cai Xiaoming looked at his watch again and again, looking extremely irritable.

Zhang Yiyang held a steaming bucket of noodles and ate it non-stop: "Don't worry, blizzards and murders are more suitable, that guy will definitely not give up such a good opportunity."

Zhong Haiyang puffed on his cigarette and whispered: "Everyone, work harder, in this confrontation, we are at a disadvantage..."

Bang!

Before Zhong Haiyang finished speaking, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Qian said hurriedly: "Captain Zhong, the masked man... called!"

When Zhong Haiyang heard the three words "masked man", a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Here it comes!

It's finally here!

He suddenly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up suddenly, and the fatigue on his face was swept away, replaced by a high degree of alertness and concentration.

The other team members also put down the things in their hands as if they were electrocuted. Their originally listless expressions instantly became nervous, and they walked quickly towards the door with Zhong Haiyang.

Soon, Zhong Haiyang answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Hahaha... Good evening, everyone!" From the other end of the phone, Shen Feng's processed voice came, mixed with the whistling wind.

Hearing this voice, Zhong Haiyang's heart sank: "Are you going to start again?"

"Bingo!" Shen Feng snapped his fingers, the sound was extremely wild and crazy.

"Let's not waste any more time. The person I want to kill this time is Hu Delin, who lives at No. 35 Yuluo Street."

"Don't worry about the address. I'm a person who follows the rules of the game."

"Well... time is running out. I will start in forty minutes. It depends on whether you can win this game, hahahaha..."

"Asshole, you..."

However, before Zhong Haiyang finished speaking, Shen Feng had already hung up the phone.

Zhong Haiyang's knuckles holding the microphone had turned white.

His chest was rising and falling.

But in just a few seconds, he quickly calmed down.

At this time, the statistician sitting next to him also said: "Captain Zhong, the address the masked man said is correct."

"Okay!" Zhong Haiyang took a deep breath: "According to the phone call just now, lock the signal source of the masked man as soon as possible!"

"All field members of the task force, all dispatched!"

...

Suburbs.

"Huh! It's fucking cool!" Hu Delin sat up suddenly from the bed.

His face was full of satisfaction, and he stretched out his body lazily, as if he had just returned from paradise.

On the bedside table beside the bed, there were some injection equipment.

Hu Delin's almost twisted arm was already covered with countless needle holes, like a bunch ofEvil eyes.

He is obese, but due to long-term injection of "drugs", his limbs are as thin as sticks.

At first glance, he looks like a deformed basketball with rope legs, which is disgusting.

In terms of not striving for progress, if Hu Delin says he is the first, I am afraid that few people dare to say he is the second.

No.

I am afraid that even this "first", Hu Delin is too lazy to fight for.

In the early years, he had a chance to change his fate.

That year, he helped a mysterious organization to do things and abandoned a boy's body in the deep mountains and forests.

Originally, he could use this opportunity to win the trust of the organization step by step.

But after getting the reward, this guy became addicted to gambling and became a drug addict.

He ate, drank, gambled, stole, kidnapped and cheated all day long.

So much so that now he, who is in his forties, has become a motorcycle gang.

Has anyone seen a scum who is still robbing on the streets at this age?

Over the years, he has been raising money for drugs by stealing, robbing cars, and extorting money. His life has been getting worse day by day.

Like a corrupted zombie, he is struggling to survive in this dilapidated place.

But he doesn't care. Even if he lives in such a remote and dilapidated place, as long as he can enjoy that kind of "happiness", he doesn't care at all.

Drugs and gambling can make a person no longer a human being.

"Oh... Gods are just like this..." Hu Delin had just been happy, and now he was full of energy, and his whole brain was in a completely excited and irrational state.

He looked at the syringe on the bedside table and murmured: "The food is running out. It seems that I have to study a big business."

Just then, a burst of powerful DJ music sounded, and it was Hu Delin's mobile phone that rang.

Hu Delin took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number.

His heart twitched slightly.

It's not that he had a premonition of anything, but every time he heard the ringing sound of the mobile phone, he would have a feeling of cardiac arrest.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Hu Delin finally answered the call.

"Who is it?"