crime profiler in the dark

That evening, Superintendent Liang drank the coffee in his cup. He sipped his tongue and licked the lingering aroma of the coffee around his lips. He was about to change his clothes and leave work as usual. Suddenly, his mobile phone rang, and the caller ID It was an unknown number, he secretly felt strange, picked up the phone, before he could speak, a deep male voice who couldn't tell who it was said hurriedly:

"It's urgent, listen carefully, Sun Xin has been exposed!"

"What? Who are you?" Superintendent Liang's heart instantly rose to his throat. He searched quickly in his mind, but still couldn't figure out who the other party was, at least he definitely wasn't someone he knew.

"Sun Xin has agreed to cooperate with the headquarters, and he will contact you tonight." The other party spoke very fast, with short breathing sounds from time to time, and the background sound of the phone came from time to time. He should be walking briskly on the road.

"What does this have to do with me?" Superintendent Liang was very vigilant. He was worried that the headquarters had set him up, and he dared not make any mistakes in his words.

"It's good to do it yourself." The other party said with a "click" and hung up the phone.

Superintendent Liang hurriedly opened the bottom drawer, took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from the file bag at the bottom, and pressed the speed play button. When the other party answered, he hurriedly said:

"Brother, something happened!"

The other party was extremely displeased: "Speak!" The voice behind him was very noisy, but as he moved, it gradually became very quiet. It seemed that he had reached a place where it was convenient to talk.

"Sun Xin may want to rebel!"

"Tsk, I told you a long time ago, don't keep the abandoned child for too long."

"But Lin Jianbing still depends on him..."

"Okay, I'll figure out a solution for this matter, and you fix that matter." The other party hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

Superintendent Liang heaved a sigh of relief with the order from his elder brother. He pressed another speed button, and after two rings, a lazy voice answered the call:

"Speak~talk~"

"It's me." Compared with the phone call just now, Superintendent Liang's voice was much tougher.

"Do you have work?" Hearing that it was Superintendent Liang, the other party visibly cheered up.

"Intensive Care Unit on the [-]th floor of the Inpatient Department of TMX Hospital, Ward No. [-], no survivors will be left alive, and the bill will be settled afterwards." Superintendent Liang hung up the phone after speaking quickly.

In the basement of an abandoned building that no one cares about, it has been randomly arranged and used as a stronghold. Two sofas, three beds, and two desks are placed in disorder in a space of more than [-] square meters. An old-fashioned TV was placed on one table, and the other was used by four men as a mahjong table. Beer bottles, cigarette butts, takeaway boxes and a thick layer of mosquito coil ash were placed at their feet, and four fans The four people were blowing dull hot air at full horsepower, and the basement was not ventilated, and the air was full of long-lasting smoke and mosquito scents, but the four people had long been used to it because they were sheltering from the wind.

After the man hung up the phone, he turned over from the sofa and sat up: "Brothers, here is the business!" He was naked, showing his strong muscles, and his left shoulder was still wrapped in a bandage.

The four men who were playing mahjong didn't seem very interested, and one of them asked casually:

"Brother Hua, when can we leave this ghostly place? As we said earlier, we'll get rid of that rebellious boy. Everyone will divide the commission and go their separate ways."

"The benefactor asked us to stay for a few more days. Besides, the deposit has already reached your account in the Cayman Islands? It is twice as much as what was negotiated before. After finishing this ticket, everyone can retire." Brother Hua While talking, he struggled to get into the gray tight-fitting T-shirt.

"The benefactor this time is really generous, but if we can stay in a hotel instead of staying here..." the man on the left said while puffing out smoke rings.

"You pig, after such a big incident, you still want to stay in a hotel?" The person sitting opposite him couldn't help kicking him.

"You fucking kicked me? I didn't even paste your cards just now!"

"Who the hell kept you from being confused?"

"Okay, okay," Brother Hua stopped their quarrel impatiently, "I'm going to fuck, this time I'm going to the hospital, and I might have another fight." The blue plastic cloth on several large wooden boxes was removed, and the top box cover was opened. There were more than a dozen M16 assault rifles inside. As soon as he picked up one, someone objected:

"Brother Hua, this time I'm going to the hospital, not a battlefield, so keep a low profile? Several brothers died last time."

"Yes, I don't want to spend my life to make money and spend my life."