Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

"Who is it! Who is it!"

Desperate and angry shouts came from the cave. Li Fengyi lay on the ground and looked around with his eyes open, recognizing that this was the cave where he was hiding.

Since becoming a wanted criminal, he has been looking for various caves to live in. He has lived in this cave for six months and no one has ever found him.

Li Fengyi struggled and gritted his teeth and got up, seeing that the corpse whose throat had been cut by him at the entrance of the cave in the distance disappeared. The man who staggered into the depths of the cave stumbled and pulled out a brown coin from under a pile of rubble. wallet, and then quickly leave the cave where she has been hiding for six months.

Song Jianyu at the other end came out of the milk tea shop and went directly to the labor insurance shop to buy rope, net bags, and a hundred pairs of disposable gloves. He also bought a sharp fruit knife and a Put everything in the 35-yuan black backpack, and then go to the ATM to withdraw [-] cash and put it in the backpack.

Back at the house he rented, Song Jianyu put on his gloves and took out the things under the bed. He put the card on the new mobile phone that he had never used, and put the letters and stamps in his backpack.

At 54:[-] in the morning, Song Jianyu appeared at the gate of an old abandoned movie theater in Jinjiang City.

The rain stopped, the sun was shining, and the entire abandoned movie theater was completely covered by green plants. On the building body in the center of the green plants, the word "Cinema" was printed on the rows of broken and empty windows.

Song Jianyu put two garbage bags on his shoes and walked into this dilapidated movie theater that had been closed for more than [-] years.

This place has long been unguarded, and the bamboo-woven blocking pole at the entrance has been exposed to the wind and sun until only a few skeletons remain. Song Jianyu walked through the moss and weeds and walked into the cinema.

On the huge open ground on the first floor, there are traces of falling plastic ceilings everywhere, and the ticket window with a big head in the distance opens its black mouth silently.

Song Jianyu went straight up to where the movie was shown on the second floor, and walked through the corridor covered with broken glass and dead leaves, and he came to the projection room behind the third projection hall.

The door of the room had been unlocked and fell to the ground in an unknown year. Looking at the thick layer of dust on the ground, Song Jianyu stepped on the shoes wrapped in plastic bags without hesitation and entered the screening room.

There are also several long black tables here, and all the drawers have been opened and searched by treasure hunters from the ruins.

Standing by the wall, you can still see the screening hole connecting the screening room. There is also a radio station on the right hand side. It was a device that manually notified the audience to leave after the screening. Song Jianyu rotted the back leather of the seat into a flocculent chair Pull it out and put it on the ground.

Then he opened his backpack, took out the newly bought fruit knife, cut the leather shell from the back of the chair base forcefully, tore out a palm that can accommodate the palm, and then took out the contents of the backpack one by one and stuffed them into the base , and finally cover it with cotton wool.

The chair had been restored to its original shape and leaned against the shade in the corner.

The empty backpack, after making Song Jianyu into a ball, was hidden behind the fallen ceiling block above the radio station.

The people who had done all this left the abandoned cinema as quietly as when they came.

At the same time, Xiao Guozhuang, Qin Shiguan and others have rushed to the scene, and the traffic police have set up roadblocks on both sides of the road to prevent vehicles from passing through and destroying the crime scene.

Zhou Jianming opened the car door and walked to the scene. After receiving the call, the police from the West District had arrived here to maintain order.

"Old Zhou, here."

Qiao Zhengyu, a policeman in the West District for many years, saw Zhou Jianming rushing over at a glance, and rushed to meet him.

Zhou Jianming and Qin Shiguan put on their shoe covers and walked towards the scene covered by the shroud: "Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"

"It's been confirmed. When the rain stopped, the villagers of Xiaoguozhuang called the police saying that their granddaughter went out early in the morning to pick flowers on the mountain. After it rained, no one came back. After the incident happened here, the parents there Immediately rushed over, that is the grandma of the deceased, the parents of the left-behind children are working out of town, only the grandma and granddaughter are at home."

After Qiao Zhengyu finished speaking, the three of them also came to the shroud. Qin Shiguan put on his gloves and lifted a corner to look at the corpse below.

"Who called the police?"

Zhou Jianming looked around, focusing on the onlookers who were blocked by roadblocks in the distance.

According to research, many murderers will return to the scene of the crime after the incident, and even hide in the crowd to watch.

So every time they are on the scene, they will take advantage of the situation to observe the particularly suspicious existence among the onlookers.

"A hauler driver, he's there, I'll call him over." Qiao Zhengyu pointed to the panic-stricken young man in a black down jacket in the distance.

"Comrade policeman, I just drove by here normally. It rained heavily at that time. The mountain road here is slippery. I drove carefully. When I passed by here, I saw her wrapped in clothes ten meters away. The cotton coat was lying on the ground, with only a pair of feet exposed. At that time, I thought she had fainted on the road accidentally, and was worried that something would happen to her if she was caught in the rain like this. Saw her like that."

The driver thought of the picture of the two black holes and the face covered with blood after he took off the cotton coat, and trembled when he spoke: "It really has nothing to do with me, I'm just passing by, don't believe you You can check the toll booth in front, I drove here from there in the morning, and it took less than half an hour!"

The forensic doctor who received the notification from a distance rushed over, Qin Shiguan stepped aside and stood up, walked to Zhou Jianming's side and whispered, "It's Li Fengyi."

Zhou Jianming looked back at the body bag that had been surrounded by the forensic team: "The fugitive from Zhengzhou who has been on the run for four years?"

Qin Shiguan nodded: "After Li Fengyi was wanted by the whole network, I read his criminal record. He killed five people during the four years of his escape. Except for the first one being a manslaughter, the average age of the last four victims No more than 15 years old, cutting throat and gouging eyes after obscene death is his usual method."

"This guy actually came to Jinjiang City." Zhou Jianming also knew the cruelty of this person, and looked up at the mountains in the distance.

"Jinjiang is very mountainous. This person has been hiding in forests and caves all year round. I will report this case and apply for a mountain search. In addition, I will ask people to strictly screen people entering and leaving the city at major transportation hubs, so as to prevent Li Fengyi from escaping again." Zhou Jianming crossed The waist issued a series of orders.

Everyone took action. Song Jianyu had hidden his stuff and returned to Yunda. After taking a day off from the courier shop, he woke up from Li Fengyi at 46:[-] in the afternoon.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the dim ceiling above, and his eyes moved from the long line of the hanging bottle to the back of his hand.

The long transparent thread carried cold liquid into his body through the needle on the back of the dark yellow hand.

Song Jianyu sat up and felt a dull pain in his lower body. He uncovered the quilt on his body and saw that his lower body was not wearing anything, but covered the key parts with gauze.

The person who was looking at it suddenly heard footsteps.

A young man in a white coat came over with two medicine bottles in his hands, one on the left and one on the right. He paused when he saw him sitting there uncovering the quilt, put down the medicine bottle in his hand, leaned over and lifted the cover off his body The wrapped gauze glanced at the wound.

"After the wound is stitched up, I'm in a good condition, but you'd better not move around and rest more for the next week."

"Where is this?" Song Jianyu looked at the medicine bottle that the other party picked up again: "What medicine?"

"Anti-inflammation and analgesic, your part is injured like this, if you don't take the anti-inflammatory seriously, it will fester and there will be no cure."

As a doctor, Yi Ren has opened a black clinic for many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone cut his dick by hand.

Although his clinic has never received any normal patients since its opening, today's clinic still surpassed his imagination.

Add another strong touch to his resume.

Song Jianyu sat without moving. After the bottle of medicine was injected into his body, he obviously found that the pain and burning sensation in his lower body had been reduced by half.

After the doctor left, he put on the trousers he took off from the chair again, walked to the window not far away and jumped out of it.

At the entrance of the black clinic with a huge dental hanging at the entrance of the alley in Dongcheng, Yi Renxin, the only doctor in the clinic, was holding a teacup and drinking hot water like an old man.

It is common for patients behind them to jump out of the window.

"Hey, I'm obviously a serious doctor, but why did each of you jump over the wall when you entered my clinic? The neighbors around me always asked me why my patients walked through the door after entering this door. Never saw him go out again."

After drinking a cup of tea, Yi Renxin stood up and walked to his desk, opened the drawer and took out the plastic bag inside.

There was 1000 yuan in it, which was the consultation fee paid in advance by the patient just now.

Speaking of this, Yi Renxin was even more speechless. He is a doctor who runs a black clinic. The premise of treating diseases is to ask patients to pay first.

Obviously these patients paid the money, but after being cured, they all jumped out of the window and left, fearing that he would eat people at the door.

It made him worry that the patient would accidentally fall again after jumping out of the window, so he specially placed an abandoned soft sofa under the window to serve as a bouncing cushion for the patients.

It's just that no patient has ever come back to thank him for that.

What a failure in the career of a doctor.

Song Jianyu jumped from the window and found the sofa below. With the help of the sofa, he quickly landed his feet on the ground, got out of the alley in this urban village, and looked at the bus stop by the side of the road for a while. Then I chose a bus and got on the bus.

Facing the staring gaze of the driver, the person who entered the car calmly opened his empty pocket: "I lost my wallet, I want to go to the construction site to find a brother to borrow some money, and I will return it to you when the time comes."

The bus driver saw his dirty and dusty appearance, and waved his hand: "Go in."

Song Jianyu took the bus to the abandoned movie theater, and took out the cell phone and rope he had hidden inside from the chair, as well as the cash he had prepared.

When the call was made, Song Jianyu was standing in front of the balcony of the projection room on the second floor, looking at the dead leaves and broken glass under his feet.

"Hello, I'm Qin Shiguan, who are you?" Qin Shiguan on the other end of the phone looked at the strange number on the phone screen and connected the call.

"Did you get the gift I prepared on the side of the road? You have 36 hours to catch me, otherwise you will see the next body on the next side of the road."

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone, turned off the phone again and stuffed it under the leather chair, took out the backpack under the radio station, Song Jianyu put on the rope fruit knife, cash and a prepared letter, and left the abandoned room again. Cinema.

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