His little coward

In the dark and endless warehouse, a person is trying to break free from the hemp rope on his back.

There was a bloodstain on the shell of his head, and the bloodstain snaked down from his hair, which was a little scary, but the bloodstain had dried up, obviously a long time had passed since he was attacked.He kept dragging his body on the ground, and lost one of the sneakers under his feet due to his struggling movements, but he kept twisting his body.

Anyone who wakes up in a place where they can't reach their fingers will feel afraid, and this man is no exception.

He was wearing a baggy jumper, and the hat that had been on his head before he was knocked unconscious had slipped off in the chaos, exposing his entire face to the air.

However, due to the darkness in the warehouse, apart from his panicked eyes, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

He moved his body slowly, but soon became exhausted.And his trousers were also caught by something, he pulled it hard, but scratched his instep.

This time, he didn't dare to move an inch.He erected himself vigorously, leaned against the wooden box behind him, and kept panting heavily.

The warehouse was full of wooden boxes, and the one that scratched his instep just now should be a cracked wooden box.A lingering smell of rotting meat hung in the air, sickening.

Counting the coma time, the man has been in this place for eleven hours and five minutes.

From eleven o'clock last night to ten o'clock five minutes the next day, a total of eleven hours and five minutes.

The smell in the air became more obvious after the man stopped struggling. He wanted to vomit, but his mouth was sealed with tape, making it impossible for him to vomit anything.

His stomach was already churning, and he was already imagining the ghostly things in those wooden boxes.

Who is the person who captured him?Unlike the person he offended before...

Who is that?Could it be a perverted murderer?

Smelling the rotten stench in the air, and thinking of the disgusting images wantonly appearing in his mind, he couldn't support himself and fell to the ground, his body began to convulse and twitch continuously.

Just when he was about to lose his self-awareness due to fear and started to roll his eyes, there were sudden bursts of footsteps outside the door.

He woke up completely, and the consciousness that had gone away suddenly returned to his mind.

He propped himself up vigorously, and then rubbed against the back of the surrounding wooden boxes, staring closely at the direction where the sound came from.Judging by his professionalism, those footsteps must not be one person, at least ten or more people.

His face turned pale, and then he kept hypnotizing himself, don't be afraid, now is a society ruled by law, there will be no murder... At least in W City, this is an extremely rare thing.

Thinking about how you offended those people recently, he immediately recalled the mission he took recently in his mind, and he always felt that it was very possible.

The mistress of a high-ranking official, the paternity test, the evidence of the eldest brother's drug use... are all tasks that may endanger oneself.

But he has been a private detective for many years, and he has never lost his footing. He is very confident in his ability.

Before he could continue to think about it carefully, the dilapidated door of the warehouse had been pushed open from the outside to the inside, and the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer in an instant.

The man turned his back to the group of people, leaned on the wooden box and watched the scene in front of him, his face turned pale again.Almost instantly, he wanted to spit out all the dinner he had last night.

"vomit……"

After retching twice, he couldn't do anything else except curl up on the ground.

"He's over there." Someone said outside the door.

"Well, bring him here." A man with a prominent voice replied lazily.

Following his order, there was a sound of stepping on the ground.

Before the man regained his strength, he was lifted up and placed in front of the man who had spoken before.

Even if the person in front of him had the most exquisite face that no man in the world would have, it is impossible for the man who was frightened by the scene in front of him to react at this moment.His eyes were glazed over, and even though he was slapped several times on the cheek by the burly man in a suit beside him, he didn't recover quickly.

This man named Liu Junhui has fallen into boundless fear, trying to resist what he saw before by resisting reality.

Does the carrion belong to animals...or to people...

He seems to see neatly cut breasts, and seems to have cut babies' fingers one by one...

No no no, don't scare yourself.

But obviously, at this moment, he is also deceiving himself.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Lin Che showed a playful look, and then he signaled the strong man beside him to step forward.The strong man immediately understood, stepped forward, and said, "Let him go."

Without any support, the man's limp body just slumped on the ground.

The strong man stepped on Liu Junhui's leg, and tore off the tape on his mouth. With a "hiss", the tape was thrown aside by the strong man.

He stepped on Liu Junhui's leg hard, only to bring Liu Junhui back to consciousness in pain. "ah--!"

Seeing that he had regained his sanity, the strong man immediately pulled his jaw up forcefully, making him look directly into his eyes, "Tell me, what did you do yesterday."

"What... what?" Liu Junhui said tremblingly, his body shaking like a sieve.

"Yesterday, what did you do... who told you to do that!" There was a long and narrow scar on the right cheek of the strong man, the color of which was two shades darker than the skin next to it, and the flesh that had grown Pulled together, it looks particularly ferocious and terrifying.

"Brother... Brother... Don't kill me... This is a society ruled by law and law... Killing people is against the law..." Liu Junhui trembled under the watchful eyes of the strong man, and a certain place under his body was also shaking. I can't control it.

After a short burst of suffocation, his tightly closed mouth finally spewed out, making him less nervous.

"Fuck!" The strong man yelled, and immediately moved his feet away. "You were so scared that you leaked urine."

The other strong men around were also a little shocked, and then couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed in a low voice.Liu Junhui was even more frightened by their laughter. His hands and feet were bound, and he could only use his eyes to make a low-key gesture. "Brother...don't kill me...I can be a cow or a horse...I can do anything!"

Perhaps it was fear that overcame everything, and he spoke more quickly.

The strong man frowned, then moved a little away from him, but still asked: "Quickly tell me, who told you to follow the president of Jinxi Entertainment, if you don't tell me, I will kill you directly." The arc of the corner of his mouth Very hideous, but with the scar, it looks even more terrifying.

"Big Brother... It's against the law to kill people..." He began to cry out in pain, tears dripped down from the corners of his eyes, and snot and tears covered his face.

"Hahahaha..." The strong man was suddenly amused by his appearance, "Breaking the law?!" He suddenly squatted down and looked at him in front of him.

The strong man patted Liu Junhui's cheek lightly, lit the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Do you know that a small person like you can't put his hand on it, and he will never reach it." It is impossible to know what methods those guys above have... Today I will tell you one thing, as long as we think about it, it is very simple to make an ordinary citizen disappear."

Liu Junhui's face turned pale all of a sudden, and even the tears stopped instantly.

"So, don't make me unhappy, tell me honestly." The strong man said coldly.

"I don't know him, but I know what he looks like!" He immediately abandoned the principles of his work, in order to survive, who cares about the privacy of those people!

The strong man hooked his fingers, signaling to the man standing behind the strong man to hand him the photo in his hand.The strong man got the photos and identified them one by one to Liu Junhui.

"Which one?" The strong man told Liu Junhui in a cold voice with a cigarette in his mouth. If he didn't say anything, he would become a dead body in the next moment.

Liu Junhui looked at it carefully for a while, checked up and down for a long time with a distorted posture, and finally raised his head excitedly. "Here, the guy in the fourth picture, that young man."

The strong man nodded, threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stomped it out with his leather shoes, and then stood up, nodding to the man in the suit behind him. "Take him down."

"Ahhh... what are you doing?" Liu Junhui yelled immediately because he was terrified because they suddenly lifted him up.

The strong man ignored him this time, but looked at the excrement on the ground with disgust, then walked up to Mr. Lin Che, took out the photo identified by Liu Junhui, and handed it to him. "It's from the Gao family."

"Sure enough, the Gao family is also among them." Mr. Lin Che didn't want to stay long in this place full of the smell of rotting meat and urine. When he heard the news, he turned around and walked out.

"Clean up those things in the warehouse." Lin Chejun ordered.

"Okay." The strong man began to take out the cigarette case in his trouser pocket again, and thinking that Mr. Lin Che didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he let go of the cigarette case between his fingers embarrassingly. "That private detective is too timid. He really misunderstood pork belly and chicken feet. I admire his imagination."

This method was also thought up by Mr. Lin Che, even a guy like him who was always on the edge of darkness was a little scared.

Mr. Lin Che didn't speak, but just stared at him coldly, making him startled. "That guy settle down, don't let him say anything."

"No problem." The brawny man smiled twice. "Make sure to control it. I will pay attention to him all the time recently."

"En, very good." Mr. Lin Che was very relieved of Xie Mingze's methods. In these aspects, he would not be better than Xie Mingze who was on this path.

Hearing what Lin Che said, the strong man immediately said again: "In that case, I'll ask my brother to send you back, the name of the song!"

"Hey!" The guy named Qu Ming ran out of the warehouse immediately. He was a very fierce-looking man, equally powerful, big-bodied and thick-skinned.

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