On One Hundred Ways of Breaking the Bends

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses drove his car onto the sea-crossing bridge. It was just after ten o'clock, and the number of cars passing by on the bridge was gradually decreasing, while there were still many tourists looking at the sea on both sides. flashed by.

He retracted his eyes and slowly increased the speed of the car. The street lights on both sides passed the window, flickering on and off.In the dim space, he didn't notice a black figure staring at him behind him.

The car drove off the bridge, entered the urban area, and drove into a dilapidated compound half an hour later.He stopped the car and took out something from the trunk, then came back and locked the car, carried the box of things and walked to a broken building.

Even the sensor lights in the dilapidated building were slow, but his pace did not slow down because of the slowness of the lights. He always went upstairs at a constant speed, with almost no sound, as if he didn't need lights.

He went up to the third floor steadily, turned to face the door opening on the left, and took out the key to open the door.With two clicks, the door opened.He carried the big box and entered the door first, then in the dark put the box on the ground on the left, and then closed the door with his hands back.

The moment his hand touched the doorknob, the sensor light in the corridor suddenly turned on, and he subconsciously raised his head to meet Qiu Feng's fiery eyes, and he was knocked unconscious on the ground before he could utter a scream .Qiu Feng pressed him, and stood up after making sure that he would not resist.Then he observed the situation outside and closed the door.

In the dark, Qiu Feng groped and inspected the whole house, one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. Each room was independent, except for a small door in the bedroom, which he discovered by accident during his groping. The reason why he knew This is a door, because there is a cold wind blowing through the gap of the door.Although he didn't turn on the light, he didn't trip over anything.In general, this is not a good thing.After making sure that there was no one else in the room, Qiu Feng closed the curtains, and then carried the man into the bedroom.

When Gao Ming woke up, he felt as if his neck was broken, he couldn't move and could only tilt his head.Subconsciously moved his hands and feet, but couldn't exert any force. It wasn't until his stiff brain started to function that he realized that he was probably tied up.

His eyes were so dry that he didn't want to open them.I closed my eyes, controlled my eyeballs to turn a few times, and somehow forced out a few tears for lubrication.Then he blinked hard, raised his head and saw Qiu Feng sitting opposite him.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly, "Qiu...poof!"

Qiu Feng rushed over and grabbed his collar, and said to him coldly: "The punch just now was for you for Wang Dui, and now this punch is for you for Wenwen." His face was slammed down hard.

"Do you still want to find Team Wang?" Gao Ming coughed twice as if he was choking, and said weakly, "We can cooperate."

Qiu Feng stared at his face, and slowly lowered his clenched fist. "Do you know where the Wang team is?"

Gao Ming nodded his head twice with difficulty, "I still know who killed Qiu Jiu and who injured you."

Qiu Feng tested him, "Isn't it you?"

He shook his head laboriously, and spit out a few words out of breath, "No... I want to kill... at the airport... just..." As he spoke, he fell to the ground, his throat felt like a lump As if something was stuck, his face turned red from holding back.

"Don't pretend to be sick! Get up!" Qiu Feng went over and kicked him.

Gao Ming struggled to breathe, staring at his eyes with bulging veins, and pointed to the head of the bed with difficulty.Qiu Feng hesitated for a second and rushed over, pointing a gun at him while opening the small drawer beside the bed.

As soon as I opened the cabinet, I saw a flat white watering can lying inside. I took it out to see the instructions, it was a medicine for asthma.

Qiu Feng quickly took out the medicine. Fortunately, he had seen others use it, so he directly used the medicine for Gao Ming.Soon, Gao Ming calmed down his breathing.He leaned against the wardrobe in the back and rested quietly for a while.

"I have asthma."

Qiu Feng glanced at him, then put the medicine on the bedside, "I can see it, but I haven't seen you panting so badly before."

He moved his throat with difficulty, "That's well controlled."

Gao Ming is such a person, always so refined, so polite.If he didn't know the heinous crimes he committed, no one would associate him with the perverted murderer.

The two were silent for a moment, Qiu Feng looked up at the clock on the wall, and spoke, "What do you mean by cooperation just now?"

Gao Ming said; "I'll tell you what I know, and you help me get what I want."

Qiu Feng said: "You'd better figure out one thing first, even if you help me, I can't let you go. I don't think it's enough to drag you out and shoot me for the mistakes you made."

Gao Ming chuckled, "I know, but do you have any other choice? If you hand me over now, I will say that you are my internal agent, and you will not be able to tell when the time comes."

Qiu Feng frowned. After thinking about it, he felt that what he said made sense. Now that he had too little evidence, he couldn't do anything.At the same time, there is no direct evidence to prove that Gao Ming is related to these cases.Most importantly, the position he was in now was the closest to the truth of his sister's death.No matter what happens, he can't back down.

But he won't be so stupid, he will believe in Gao Ming in a few words, and the situation is just the opposite, the more unimpeded the road ahead, the faster he will fall.Even in cooperation, we must show some sincerity, and some problems must be clarified.

Qiu Feng asked him, "You want to cooperate with me, how do I know whether you are delaying time to wait for rescue, or if you really want to cooperate?"

Gao Ming smiled wryly, "Look at my house, can't you explain the situation?"

Qiu Feng didn't move, and replied, "It's very clean, which fits your style."

"I was forced to be helpless. Companion to a king is like a tiger. My life this year is not as good as a mouse."

Qiu Feng frowned and didn't speak. This place is indeed a little simpler. There are no basic appliances, let alone kitchen utensils, and there is no breath of life at all.But doesn't this also mean that he may be ready to escape at any time?

Qiu Feng said: "You are a forensic doctor and have a cleanliness habit. It's nothing unusual to keep things clean. And you don't even have kitchen utensils. Are you ready to run away at any time?"

Gao Ming said: "He provided me with a big house, but I dare not really live in it. This is the house I just found. It's close to everything and unobtrusive."

Qiu Feng knew that there would be nothing else to gain from asking this question again, so he changed the subject and asked him, "Who are you talking about?"

Gao Ming raised his head suddenly, looked into his eyes, then smiled and said to him: "He, he is the real murderer of your sister."