slip through the net [criminal investigation]

I'm afraid that if I don't come, I'm already lying in the morgue now, right? "

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he chuckled lightly. For some reason, upon hearing this weak laugh, Jiang felt his heart suddenly shrink, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and a cold air invaded his limbs and bones. bone to marrow.

--not good!

He hurriedly pressed the phone screen, trying to hang up the phone, but it was too late. The stand-in sitting across the table made a sudden move and smashed his hand on the small wooden boat. The sharp edges made him cry out in pain, and his wrist immediately saw The phone was bleeding, and the phone fell to the ground, and he picked it up first, and entered the power-on password, only to see the call in the background impressively.

The other end of the phone said awe-inspiringly: "I don't know, who is Mr. Fu talking to?"

Gu Yuzhe's hair was about to grow up: "Boss!"

He didn't hang up the phone, but gave Song Zhimin a "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh position position position with all the commanding powers to Song Zhimin."

Gu Yuzhe only felt a gust of dark wind blowing in, and suddenly shivered, and when he regained his senses, Ying Cheng rushed out like the wind.

He immersed himself in the colorful neon lights, and walked through the crowded secular world. He put his mobile phone to his ear, listened to the brutal beatings and uncontrollable whispers, and took off the equipment he was wearing while running. Hold it in the palm of your hand.

He knew that Song Zhimin was calling him, Xie Lin was calling him, and the whole world was calling him, but he couldn't care less.

Because Jiang was still calling him.Although he tried to keep silent, he did hear it.

The world is bustling, and there is only one person left.

He rushed directly into the Japanese grocery store, knocked him down with one move, and dropped two mobile phones that were talking.

Jiang was still lying on the ground, with little spots of blood blooming into daisy flowers on his white shirt. He watched in a daze as the man came in naked, stretched out his hand to him, and called out ——"Jing Yu".

The blank only lasted for a moment before it was filled with reason because of these two words. Jiang Huan knew that he was here to rescue "Fu Jingyu" who was undercover in the Tianzhi God Sect, not him Jiang Huan.

This Fu Jingyu, he has to continue to be.

So he nodded, thought for a while, and called "A Cheng".

When Gu Yuzhe turned his head, his face turned pale with anxiety: "Song...Deputy Song, this...what should I do?"

This is completely deviated from the original plan. Now the informant leads the detachment leader, and one of them is included in it. Although Ying Cheng is still carrying a wiretap, he took off his headset and can neither contact nor see what is going on in the box. , There is no difference between rounding and blind people feeling elephants!

Song Zhimin's palms were breaking out in cold sweat, and the dead silence in his headset made him even more anxious. He knew that his words determined today's success or failure, and even the lives of Ying Cheng, Jiang Huan and more innocent people were like a mountain. The pressure of his head and face was on his shoulders, and he was almost suffocated.

Fortunately, Xie Lin took over the pressure in time: "Don't move, trust the application!"

"But the boss took off the headset, and we can't contact him, what if the device is found out by the other party!"

Xie Lin was silent for a moment, and then said affirmatively: "Wait! Wait for another 5 minutes! Yingcheng will definitely find a way to solve it!"

Gu Yuzhe's back was soaked with sweat, and he murmured with tears in his voice: "Then...what if!"

How did Tang Jianwen die?I can't even see it now, the situation is at stake, and if I don't take action, waiting will only become a spectator!

5 minutes is only one song, but who knows what will happen to Ying Cheng and Jiang?

Who knows that the current application is not calling them to come in for support?By then, it will be too late for anything!

Even if it is only a second away, it is possible that the body will not be collected in its entirety!

Qin Yile was drinking milk tea at the door of Jujing House, and said softly: "There is a problem with this store. The boss rushed in directly. With such a big commotion, none of the clerks and customers went to check the situation or were curious. Everyone in the store is a cult member."

"Isn't this more dangerous!"

Xie Lin said calmly: "No. This proves that the difficulty of our actions has been reduced. Targeting the store can reduce the chance of us accidentally injuring people. Qin Yile, see if there is a way to enter the store. Compare them with the missing persons database."

"Got it." After Qin Yile finished speaking, he walked into the store, but the corner was too deep to see, so he simply barged in with his head covered, and asked shyly if there was a person named Qin Yile who had reserved a seat , arguing loudly with the clerk, while walking straight to the box, trying to get Gu Yuzhe to take a better picture, seeing that the eyes of the people in the store were different, so he pretended to answer the phone, and left in a grandiose manner on the grounds that he had mistaken the restaurant. out.

"Qin Yile did a good job! Go away and don't make them suspicious." Gu Yuzhe kept his hands on, and several population and household registration pages popped up on the computer quickly, "Comparing, Qin Yile is right, basically all It is a missing person, it is very likely that this store is another den."

Qin Yile ran all the way to the safe passage with his head covered: "What should I do now? I don't even know which box the boss is in, and I'm not sure if the boss heard my voice."

"Wait, 5 minutes, just 5 minutes!"

Song Zhimin finally found his voice: "Xie Lin!"

He suddenly understood how Ying Cheng was so persistently waiting for Jiang to return the signal.

Because as much as he trusts Ying Cheng, Ying Cheng trusts Jiang Huan as much.So he breathed out, and said firmly: "Wait! Even if Yingcheng is about to die, he has the ability to send us a signal before he dies. He is not someone else, he is Yingcheng! Wait!"

Song Zhimin was silent, and when he turned his head to look at the same silent speaker, his heart sank little by little.

Ying Cheng naturally heard Qin Yile's voice. After all, the thin paper door is not soundproof, but he couldn't respond.

Because two more people rushed in from the box, one went straight to Jiang Huan, and the other went straight to him.

He didn't fight back this time, he was punched, and he didn't do anything even though blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, but when he saw Jiang was about to be beaten again from the corner of his eye, he sternly shouted, "Come at me!"

The man really let Jiang Huan go, picked up the pot of white peach oolong tea, swung it round and hit him on the head, he couldn't dodge, he staggered and fell into the corner, his eyes were blurred, the smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of fruit tea , the glass pierced into the flesh, it was cool.

Jiang Huan's heart twitched, his hands trembling violently: "A Cheng!"

He reached out and touched the broken glass, barely opened his eyes wide: "I'm fine..."

The stand-in who had received Ying Cheng's fist earlier picked up the strip-shaped wooden plate on which the sushi was placed, and slapped it on his head, driving the pieces deep into his flesh and blood like nails, and shattered into powder in his head.

He clearly heard his skull crack open, but he couldn't hear other sounds, but he still grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth: "You guys really don't know what to do." Honestly... you are allowed to find a substitute, but I am not allowed to find a substitute?"

The voice of Mr. Zuo came from the phone: "Who are you?"

"Me?" He laughed, grabbed Jiang Huan by the collar, and pulled him behind him, "I'm the benefactor who kept him. I'm not the same as you, and it's up to the owner to beat a dog." , My puppy was touched by someone, I've never been a turtle. Don't you think so, little golden retriever?"

The stand-in with dyed yellow hair picked up the wooden plate again, obviously planning to kill him. Jiang Huan said "Yingcheng" stuck in his throat, and was about to shout, but only heard the call coming from the other end of the phone again. That steady voice: "Slow down."

"who are you?"

Ying Cheng hooked his fingers and signaled "Little Golden Retriever" to bring him the phone. Even if the tea was mixed with blood, it didn't affect his smile that was full of beatings. He gritted his teeth, but only Can honestly hand him the phone.

He took the phone off the speaker, and stuck it to his ear: "I am the one who really wants to do business with you. If you want to do business, you have to make it big. Guanglan City can't make a lot of money. You... need someone The new leader."

Jiang still tightly clenched his hands, barely supporting him to prevent him from falling down: "Ah Cheng!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Ying Cheng's smile deepened: "It seems... Mr. Zuo and I have reached an agreement."

He laughed and said, "Let them both come over."

Hanging up the phone immediately, Ying Cheng grabbed Jiang Huan's hand, supported each other to stand up, and then said softly, "You should rest, next, it will be my home game."

Before Jiang could nod, he felt something stuffed into the palm of his hand.

—It was the equipment he removed.

60. Action

Jiang Huan had already been searched once in advance, but fortunately escaped, he quickly stuffed the invisible headset integrated with the conversation and listening into the crease of his cuff, and then he was held down by the shoulder, and Ying Cheng was pushed down to the ground. search.

The blood mixed with the tea dripped all over the floor, and the smell of blood was brewed by the fragrance of white peaches, filling the whole private room with a cloying sweet smell. He was in a daze, but across all time and space, he could only stare at Jiang Huan .

The search ended quickly, and he was dragged and dragged up. Jiang hurried to help him up: "Ah Cheng, are you alright?"

"nothing and you?"

He shook his head, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and his brows were all knit into a ball.Immediately, the two were pushed and shoved to the next room. He supported Ying Cheng, mouth-shaped, and asked what to do, but Ying Cheng didn't answer, and when the door of the box opened, he was kicked into the room by the thugs behind him. , Jiang Huan was thin, and was also dragged down on the tatami.

Ying Cheng rubbed his eyes and touched the blood on his hands. The severe headache made him unable to open his eyes. He was extremely sleepy and forced to open them, for fear that if he squinted, he would