chasing the sun

A death sentence is enough.Don't think about it being useless.

Gao Xiaoshan looked at Zhang Jiu, then he rushed over, hugged him and kissed him, smiling: You are so fucking funny. . . . .From the moment he entered the stockade to exposing Lao Yuan, he was stupid. . . . . . . . .

Zhang Jiu endured heartache and sadness, and scolded back: You are a fucking fool. . . . . . .If it weren't for me, you would be a big drug lord and an arms dealer now. . . .

Gao Xiaoshan was still very relaxed, with a smile: that is, the two idiots got together. . . . . . .If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that it's so comfortable to fuck a little policeman in this life, and I don't know that there are these places in Thailand where homosexuals can have such a good time. . . . . .

The painful and sad feeling had already drowned out the annoyance, Zhang Jiu suddenly hugged Gao Xiaoshan tightly, and couldn't say anything anymore.

The two found a small hotel on the Thai-Cambodian border. Apart from making sure that they were not targeted by the police, they were mainly looking for smugglers who could help smuggling people, but they never found them. Someone once asked for a high price because they said they smuggled into Thailand from Cambodia. To make money, and smuggling in the opposite direction must be a serious case, so the risk is high and the price is high.

Gao Xiaoshan felt that this was blackmail, and Zhang Jiu said that if the Yunnan police paid for the arrest, they would definitely be willing to report.So the two decided to change hotels immediately.

In the early hours of that morning, Gao Xiaoshan sat up from the bed suddenly, and he said he heard a voice.Then the two of them looked at the window and the door mirror while getting dressed. Gao Xiaoshan said that there were policemen down there, and there were quite a few people there in the morning.Zhang Jiu also saw a figure in the door mirror, and he carefully looked downstairs through the window. He said it should be the police.

The two looked at each other, and Gao Xiaoshan's eyes were excited, even a little happy.He immediately began to move the furniture, and Zhang Jiu cooperated immediately, and the two of them moved the cabinet and the bed to the door to block the door.Zhang Jiu's cooperation was completely subconscious, and then he asked: We don't have guns, how can we fight them?

Gao Xiaoshan didn't answer, he quickly searched through his backpack, found out the rope, and motioned to bind Zhang Jiu.At the same time, he said: Remember, try your best to get rid of the crime, as long as there is a chance, kill Li Cheng, and don't let him succeed.

Zhang Jiu was dumbfounded. He stared at Gao Xiaoshan with wide eyes, but completely instinctively, unconditionally trusting, very obedient and cooperated with him, and was tied up by him.While tying him up, Gao Xiaoshan spoke at a speed he had never experienced before: It is useless for you to die with me. Find a way to kill Li Cheng alive.After tying it up, Gao Xiaoshan stared at Zhang Jiuzhi for a moment. He seemed to be about to speak, but someone rang the doorbell and said in Thai that the guest room was cleaned.

Gao Xiaoshan yelled in Thai and Chinese: Don't come in, come in and kill you!

Then Gao Xiaoshan picked up Zhang Jiu, dragged him to the bathroom, let him sit on the floor, and even picked up the towel on the floor and stuffed it into Zhang Jiu's mouth. . . . . . .In the next few seconds, Zhang Jiu's memory is rich in content as long as several centuries.Gao Xiaoshan knelt on the ground, with his hands on Zhang Jiu's shoulders. He looked at Zhang Jiu excitedly and enthusiastically, and his obsession was mixed with the helplessness of parting. He blurted out: I really like you, all my life. . . . . .

While Gao Xiaoshan was talking, there was the sound of a door being knocked outside.

Gao Xiaoshan didn't continue talking, he quickly hugged Zhang Jiu hard, kissed him on the cheek, then stood up resolutely, walked to the door of the bathroom, when he closed the door, he met Zhang Jiu's eyes again, Gao Xiaoshan turned to Zhang Jiu Jiu tilted his head slightly, as if provocatively, and smiled, as if with satisfaction and hope: Give me a good life. . . . . . .

Gao Xiaoshan then closed the bathroom door. . . . . . . .Zhang Jiu just came back to his senses at this moment. He had the panic of being deceived, so he began to struggle, trying to open the bathroom door.Then Zhang Jiu heard very noisy sounds for a long time, and amidst the noise, there was a clear gunshot. . . . . . .

After a large group of Thai policemen and two or three Chinese policemen kicked open the toilet, Zhang Jiu was framed up and dragged out. Then Zhang Jiu saw Gao Xiaoshan lying on the floor, and desperately tried to break free and rushed towards Gao Xiaoshan. But helplessly, he was pressed to the floor, beaten and kicked one by one, in order to make him give up resisting.Zhang Jiu did not resist anymore, because he was pressed like that, and he happened to see Gao Xiaoshan's face, which was bloody and bloody from the bullets, beyond recognition, but Zhang Jiu was not surprised at all, he saw him, he Being so close to him made him feel at ease. . . . . . .

Zhang Jiu remembered that he laughed at that time. . . . . . .

Zhang Jiu didn't know that Gao Xiaoshan committed suicide until he was escorted back to Tarot and saw Xue Cheng. He had a gun and only one bullet, and he ended himself with that bullet.

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When Zhang Jiu was dragged out of that room and away from Gao Xiaoshan, he irrationally refused to resist and struggle, and kicked his legs wildly, so that the police used electric shock batons, and Zhang Jiu completely lost the ability to struggle in extreme pain. ability, and caused severe vomiting caused by electric shock and emotionally, and the consciousness became blurred.The Thai police quickly picked him up, slapped his face to wake him up, lowered his head, and patted his back to make him continue to vomit to prevent accidents.Later, they dragged him out of the room, and almost carried him down the stairs, and put him directly in the special police car for detaining prisoners.

At this time, Zhang Jiu heard someone speaking Chinese, they took the towel from his mouth, asked him what his name was, and asked him what the name of his co-suspect was.Zhang Jiu didn't respond at all, and he didn't even open his eyes to look at it. Even though he tried his best to clear his mind, he couldn't face what happened in less than 10 minutes.Three policemen also got into the car, and others closed the iron door. They helped him up, let him sit on a chair, and put his feet on the shackles first. He was unstable, and his upper body was tilted to the point of falling, so he was loosened, handcuffed and back-cuffed, and his upper body was tied and fixed to the vertical board behind him with a police rope.

When the police put these restraints on Zhang Jiu, he was exhausted, and he was at their mercy as if he were dead.He heard someone speaking Chinese to him again, and he still asked him what his name was and whether he was Chinese.Zhang Jiu is familiar with these things. He knows that they want him to say that his name is Zhang Jiu and the name of the accomplice is Gao Xiaoshan. This instinctive reaction to the things he was once familiar with made Zhang Jiu slowly think about what just happened, and then something came to his mind. , and there is only one thought, that is: Xiaoshan is dead, he is dead, he will never talk to him, smile at him, stand in front of him, hug him, and touch him again. he. . . . . .

Zhang Jiu was tied there with his eyes closed, tears flowing wantonly on his face, but silently, the world or even himself did not exist, his consciousness was fragmented and blank, just like when he heard that his parents were killed in a car accident same time.

The three policemen looked at Zhang Jiu. They didn't care, because they saw too many suspects' various reactions after being arrested and brought to justice. Some were calm, more were trembling, and some were crying.

They are still sitting in the stuffy car, it has been a long time, Zhang Jiu may not be able to figure it out clearly, their ending like this is expected, it is not like the sudden death of his parents, but he just can't accept that Xiao Shan is dead , so he started replaying everything that happened before in his mind, from when they moved furniture to block the door, tied up, and smiled. . . . . . . . .

A policeman thought it was too hot, so they opened the iron door, and one of them jumped out of the car. Afterwards, a Thai policeman came and they talked. Zhang Jiu heard two Chinese-speaking policemen complain about the inefficiency of the Thai police handling the scene. Just thinking of the work he is familiar with, they must protect the scene, take pictures, collect evidence, and take away all the supplies of the two of them. . . . . . . .And forensics. . . . . . .There is also the collection of corpses. . . . . . .

Zhang Jiu burst into tears again unconsciously, but his expression was calm, Gao Xiaoshan was still in his mind, they were still talking just now, Zhang Jiu recalled every word he said, recalled, recall. . . . . . .Zhang Jiu began to talk to Gao Xiaoshan in his heart. In that world, they still seemed to be discussing whether to go to Cambodia or go back to Myanmar. It was the same in Laos. Zhang Jiu believed that Xiaoshan’s idea was right. Those who are useless think about the next step and look forward. . . . . . .

It seems that the police in charge of the escort got permission, and the car escorting the suspect left first, and then a plainclothes policeman came up, who also spoke Chinese, obviously a big guy.Zhang Jiu became more and more calm along the way. When the car stopped, Zhang Jiu suddenly asked: Are you here from Tarot?

The policemen were very surprised. Before they could open their mouths, Zhang Jiu went on to say: I haven't seen you before. Are you from the anti-drug squad or the special case team of the sub-bureau?Can you show me the documents? . . . . . . .I am an undercover agent sent to Burma by the Kunshan or Mengkun case task force. Unless I can talk to Team Leader Liu or Team Xue of the anti-drug squad, I will say nothing for nothing.

The few people were shocked at first, looked at each other, and exchanged glances again, the one in front asked: What's your name?

Zhang Jiu: Zhang Jiu, the one who was killed was Gao Xiaoshan. He was the chief criminal of Meng Kun's gang. I mean the real boss of the gang. You all came after him, right? . . . . . .Brothers, please help me to report over there.

Then Zhang Jiu didn't say anything, and he didn't care about the suspicious or scrutinizing eyes of those policemen. He seemed to have no strength anymore, so he let them loosen his ties at will, got out of the car, and was dragged into prison with handcuffs. to a separate cell.

Zhang Jiu leaned against the wall, sitting on a low bed, he looked