Chapter 37 It Killed His Parents
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Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou
"your friend?"
After a while, Xie Qingcheng hung up the phone and entered the room.He Yu asked just like that.
Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to explain more to He Yu, he guessed that the nobleman He Yu forgot too much, and he had already forgotten Chen Man, who had a close relationship, so he simply said: "It is."
"He said he was coming over just after work."
"I didn't allow it."
Xie Qingcheng dismissed Chen Man, and brought the cooked noodles out of the kitchen.When he was busy, Mr. He looked at him like an old man, and he didn't intend to go up to help, he only knew to ask Chen Man about it.
"Why did he take the initiative to find you?"
"They said they were friends."
"You're pretty young, how old are you?"
"about the same as you."
"Professor Xie has forgotten many friends." He Yu said, "Don't you have a generation gap?"
"..."
Xie Qingcheng felt that he was baffled, put down his chopsticks, and his eyes turned cold: "Are you a galaxy policeman? It's such a broad question, what does my social circle have to do with you?"
He Yu fell silent.
He really didn't have anything to say, and after recovering, he really felt that he was crazy, why did he care about these things.
Xie Qingcheng pushed a bowl of noodles covered with soft-boiled poached eggs in front of He Yu.
"Eat your food, I'll call your dad."
At this moment.
In an office in a teaching building of Shanghai University, Zhang Yong curled up in a dark corner of the office, the door of the office was closed.
Big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he wiped it with a sweat towel, but the sweat towel was already soaked, and water could almost be wrung out.
His piggy mung bean eyes kept staring at the direction of the iron gate, which was the only entrance for outsiders to come in.He had been staring at it for a long time, and when the photo of Wang Jiankang's corpse was exposed, he knew that he would be the next one.
After all, he also designed and participated in the biological experiments that were taken to Chengkang Mental Hospital, and possessing those women who lost their normal consciousness has also become a conventional power-sex transaction when these men discuss major issues.
The women in the psychiatric hospital are also very beautiful, and some are even Shanghai University students who were tricked into treatment by them. They are obedient and obedient, and can arouse the desire of many men to ravage them, and they are also very safe.
Few people pay attention to their spiritual world and take their words seriously. Some women are tortured crazy, and even forgetful. They can forget all about what she has done in retrospect.
It doesn't matter if they are pregnant, they have been partners with Liang Jicheng for many years, Liang Jicheng knows how to deal with it, and knows to find those strict researchers to deal with the "evidence".
but……
But all this was not what he wanted to do in the first place!
It was obviously that old senior who instigated him, tempted him with huge benefits and sexual resources, and asked him to do things for him, saying that everyone is brothers on the same boat, and if something happens, they can go together.
After the Chengkang Mental Hospital was burnt down, the man comforted them, saying that everything was dealt with cleanly, and at most Liang Jicheng's level could be found, and the others were dead without evidence, so don't worry.
But Wang Jiankang died suddenly and tragically.
His and one other brother's surnames were also attached to the killing video, followed by the grisly insinuation of the handkerchief throwing game.
When Zhang Yong saw the radio and television tower, he had just come out of the teaching building.He was so frightened that he lost his soul in an instant, while running wildly without a clue, he called "that person" in panic and without thinking.
The phone went through.What came into my ears was the sound of very pleasant soothing music, and there was also the faint voice of a foreign masseur asking softly for strength.
Their lives are gone.
That person is still doing SPA.
"Hey... Hey!" Zhang Yong's eyes were tearing apart, he hated and feared at the same time, he lowered his voice but couldn't suppress his anger, let alone his fear.
"Hey!!"
"Oh." The other party smiled, "Director Zhang. It's so late and I don't want to sleep. What's the matter?"
Zhang Yong’s blood vessels were about to collapse, and his voice became very distorted: “What are you pretending! Wang Jiankang is dead! He’s dead!! You said that Chengkang’s sanitation has been cleaned up, so don’t worry, this is now What's going on!! Tell me!"
"Hmm... It's comfortable, put more pressure on the shoulder." The man and the masseur spoke a few words in English, and then said slowly to Zhang Yong, "Brother, Chengkang's hygiene has been cleaned. But the dog's He sniffed desperately and refused to let anyone go, insisting on smelling the bloody smell on the ground, but he could smell our door coming, so what do you think should be done?"
"I don't care! You should figure out a way! You take the most benefits, you..."
But the other party interrupted him with a smile: "Director Zhang, things in this world are often unfair. You are also an adult, why don't you understand this truth?"
Zhang Yong was sweating profusely. He stared at his phone, knowing that that person would not help him anymore, and would even harm him.
This is often the result of seeking skin from a tiger.
Looking up at the blood-red TV tower, Zhang Yong threw the mobile phone that could track the signal into the bushes as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then ran towards the teaching building.
Now, he is huddled in one of the offices.
Shanghai University has so many buildings, offices and classrooms add up to a thousand if not ten thousand.
He hid inside and took off all the smart watches with positioning functions, which should be safe.As long as he escapes tonight, he will surrender himself.
He thought it over, he can no longer have a fluke mentality, and maybe he can get a reduced sentence if he surrenders himself, so that he won't end up being strangled to death naked like Wang Jiankang...
Thinking of Wang Jiankang's death, Zhang Yong shuddered again. He swallowed hard, Jiang Lanpei's figure seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes, and the female ghost in red clothes and red shoes was coming to take him away as well.
"Bah!" He was trembling, giving himself some courage in a low voice, "Bah, bah, bah! What are you thinking, there are no ghosts! There are no ghosts in this world!"
But as if to overthrow his statement, suddenly——
A woman's chuckle sounded in this enclosed space: "Hee hee..."
Zhang Yong jumped up in fright, his facial features deformed: "Who! Who?!!"
There was no sound again.
It seemed that the soft smile just now was his hallucination.
Zhang Yong's fat and sweaty back was pressed against the cold wall. The office he chose specially had only doors and no windows!The office is so small that it doesn't even have a cabinet to hide people in!Where is this sound coming from?Zhang Yong's whole body was drenched in sweat like a live fish caught out of the water, and his heart was about to pop out of his mouth.
Then, just like in a killing game, there must be a ritual part.
The singing sounded again.
"Throw it...throw it...throw the handkerchief...put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
But he no longer has a mobile phone with him!
Where did this flat electronic sound come from?Where is the mobile phone?With a glimmer of hope, he comforted himself—did someone forget their mobile phone in this office?
Zhang Yong could hardly stand still, and he struggled to distinguish the direction of the sound.
Slowly, following the singing, he moved his bulging bullfrog-like eyes upwards, toward the ceiling...top of his head...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Zhang Yong let out a scream that could be heard throughout the teaching building——
It's the air conditioning access! ! !
The air conditioning inspection hatch was opened at some point!A black-haired woman in red was looking down at him coldly from the overhead floor, and then smiled faintly at him.
Zhang Yong originally had a basic cardiovascular disease, and now his face turned pale, his lips turned blue quickly, and his fat chest with the amulet on it heaved violently, suddenly——
Zhang Yong didn't catch his breath, he covered his heart, took two steps back, and fell to the ground with a thud.
The ceilings of the teaching building are all keel ceilings, leaving a lot of space above them. In the past, the students were used to the cats and mice running around on them. The air conditioner also has the old-fashioned flip-out inspection hatch, which Zhang Yong does not have. There's enough space up there for a living person to crawl, realized.
The woman opened the inspection hatch and jumped out, holding a sharp knife with a cold light in her hand...
"You...it's you...!"
Zhang Yong could still see the woman's face clearly in his extreme panic - such a flirtatious face, full of embarrassment, unspeakably charming.But at this moment, in his opinion, it was like a ghost crawling out of hell!
Jiang Liping! !
It's Jiang Liping! ! !
"Since you have seen me, you will definitely not be able to live today." Jiang Liping smiled and approached him, "How do you want to die? A knife? A gun? They are all very happy ways to die..."
"You, you belong to them?! You, you are not just a broken shoe, you are... you are still theirs!!"
"Yes, I belong to them." Jiang Liping smiled sweetly, "Otherwise, why do you think I am willing to hang out among you rotten greasy old men all day long?"
Zhang Yong stepped back...backed...he clutched his heart, staggered and moved back on his knees, staring at the iron gate behind him from the corner of his eye—then——
"boom!"
The strength that erupted from him did not know where, perhaps it was the desire to survive in his bones, which made him run wild like a wild animal, slammed open the door and ran out.
Jiang Liping's eyes darkened.
he ran?
It doesn't matter if you run.
There are already murderous intentions around here, and he is just changing his way of death.
She knew that she didn't have to catch up with this half-mad man, not to mention that she couldn't chase him out, there were policemen outside, otherwise why would she have to pass through the keel ceiling and through the overhead floor of the ceiling?
"Boss, Zhang Yong ran out of classroom 4406." Jiang Liping whispered on Zhu's lips with a special contact microphone, "Exit 3. I'll take exit 6 and ask your family to pick me up."
Zhang Yong fled the teaching building in a frenzy. His screams and movements attracted the attention of the police, and the police and police cars quickly approached in his direction.
Zhang Yong never imagined that one day, the police siren that he would be afraid of in his dreams would become God’s song of salvation. He was sweating profusely, and shouted hoarsely: "Help! Help!! I surrender! I report! Help me... There are murderers in that building...!!"
He was panting and running, and the amulet on his chest was flickering. Zhang Yong hadn't noticed the faint light of the electronic signal flashing in a small hole in the amulet...
Feeling guilty, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, what is it?
I'm afraid it's a ghost.
The accomplice's scheme has already been laid out. The moment you knelt down to pray to God, there will be a pair of eyes looking at you from behind, seeing your weakness and hesitation.
That's organizational rot, and sooner or later it's got to be weeded out.
"Help me...help..."
"Help!!!!"
The police guarding the circle heard his screams and immediately ran towards him in full armor.
Zhang Yong's eyes flashed with agitation, he almost ran towards the police with all his strength, like a drowning man struggling to swim to the shore in a storm——
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die...
Soon……
immediately……
He could already see the tense and resolute expression of the police officer closest to him, crying and reaching out to them, reaching out...
"Help me, I said, I said everything, I—"
"boom!!!"
An eerie bang!
The pouring of secrets came to an abrupt end.
A dead silence.
The moment Zhang Yong ran across the fork and was about to join the police, a refrigerated truck parked at the side of the fork suddenly let out a terrifying engine roar, and then slammed into Zhang Yong who was about to surrender!
Everyone had to stop suddenly, watching helplessly as Zhang Yong was hit by the car and flew into the wall in an instant, and then bounced back with a bang!
There was a cracking sound, the sound of the skull cracking, and the blood splashed all over the ground. Zhang Yong had already swallowed his breath before landing, and his fat body fell heavily on the ground.The truck turned on its headlights and ran over the corpse on the ground again, deforming half of Zhang Yong's body in an instant...
"Team Zheng!"
After a few horrible silences.
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed policeman shouted, his voice distorted slightly due to the huge stimulation in a short period of time: "Look! There is no one in the driver's seat of that car! It is driverless! The car moves by itself!! How could this happen? !!"
Zheng Jingfeng, who was in charge of this sudden case, was an old criminal policeman. He was nearby. He happened to see the scene where Zhang Yong was killed. Seeing this scene, the old criminal policeman suddenly thought of something. This case seemed to be repeating itself right in front of my eyes. The tragic scene at that time flashed by suddenly, and Zheng Jingfeng's face suddenly changed!
He shouted at everyone: "Get down! Get down!!"
Boom! !
The sound of explosions sounded almost at the same time, and a burst of flames burst out from the empty driver's seat of the refrigerated truck, and immediately engulfed the entire front of the truck in the blasted flames...
Zheng Jingfeng coughed and got up from the ground, panting and looked at the half-burning steel machine, the unmanned vehicle, the cab that ignited after hitting someone, and the half-crushed corpse on the ground... It became very, very ugly in the bright fire...
He seems to have returned to that day 19 years ago...
The situation in front of me was almost exactly the same as that day.
The only difference is that at that time, lying under the wheel were his two comrades, a husband and wife.
-
Xie Ping, Zhou Muying.
"Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
The second marked person, died.
The soft and treacherous nursery rhymes once again echoed over the campus of Shanghai University through countless electronic mobile devices.
The entire campus was like a giant's stomach. After a few seconds of silence, it rolled up and down. The exclamation and shouts of thousands of teachers and students were like a sonic earthquake, hitting the ears and rumbling muffled.
Countless heads hung down, staring at the phone screen in horror.
The handkerchief-throwing electronic figurine behind the letter Z also stopped, the electronic girl grabbed the electronic boy, and the boy fell to the ground with a bright red handkerchief behind him, and the electronic flames burned the boy.
A few seconds later, the murder video changed its appearance again——
It's another photo, zoomed down and zoomed out.
In the photo, the fire is burning, devouring the front of the refrigerated truck, Zhang Yong's body is lying in front of the burning monster, half of his body has been crushed into a paste...
"Another person was killed!"
"I know him! Zhang Yong!! The director of the school's foreign exchange office!"
"Z is Zhang Yong..."
This scene was reflected in tens of thousands of pairs of eyes through the projection screen, and one pair of eyes was sharp peach blossom eyes, which were wide open at the moment, watching this scene in disbelief——
Xie Qingcheng froze.
The blood became extremely cold in an instant.
He never dared to believe that today, on this day, in this video serial murder case, he saw the same...the scene of a car automatically hitting someone and then exploding and burning.
It was as if he was suddenly strangled by an invisible hand, and he was ruthlessly strangled into a thick darkness. The photo of Zhang Yong's death in the video overlapped with his lingering nightmare at this moment .
That nightmare that lasted 19 years...
That, the answer that he couldn't find, and could only give up sadly in the end...
Xie Qingcheng's blood-cold hands did not hold the cup, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered! !
"Xie Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" He Yu sensed that the people around him were not in the right mood, and Xie Qingcheng's state was completely different from when they saw the first photo.
When Wang Jiankang was killed, Xie Qingcheng treated him like a normal person.He watched, analyzed, complied with the requirements of the police, and returned to the dormitory. He had very clear boundaries on what to do and what not to do.
But as soon as this photo of Zhang Yong came out, Xie Qingcheng didn't pay attention to He Yu, and didn't even say a word of analysis. Yu's face closed the door.
He Yu only had time to hear him say to the person who answered the phone: "Captain Zheng, it's me..."
After a while, Xie Qingcheng hung up the phone and entered the room.He Yu asked just like that.
Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to explain more to He Yu, he guessed that the nobleman He Yu forgot too much, and he had already forgotten Chen Man, who had a close relationship, so he simply said: "It is."
"He said he was coming over just after work."
"I didn't allow it."
Xie Qingcheng dismissed Chen Man, and brought the cooked noodles out of the kitchen.When he was busy, Mr. He looked at him like an old man, and he didn't intend to go up to help, he only knew to ask Chen Man about it.
"Why did he take the initiative to find you?"
"They said they were friends."
"You're pretty young, how old are you?"
"about the same as you."
"Professor Xie has forgotten many friends." He Yu said, "Don't you have a generation gap?"
"..."
Xie Qingcheng felt that he was baffled, put down his chopsticks, and his eyes turned cold: "Are you a galaxy policeman? It's such a broad question, what does my social circle have to do with you?"
He Yu fell silent.
He really didn't have anything to say, and after recovering, he really felt that he was crazy, why did he care about these things.
Xie Qingcheng pushed a bowl of noodles covered with soft-boiled poached eggs in front of He Yu.
"Eat your food, I'll call your dad."
At this moment.
In an office in a teaching building of Shanghai University, Zhang Yong curled up in a dark corner of the office, the door of the office was closed.
Big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he wiped it with a sweat towel, but the sweat towel was already soaked, and water could almost be wrung out.
His piggy mung bean eyes kept staring at the direction of the iron gate, which was the only entrance for outsiders to come in.He had been staring at it for a long time, and when the photo of Wang Jiankang's corpse was exposed, he knew that he would be the next one.
After all, he also designed and participated in the biological experiments that were taken to Chengkang Mental Hospital, and possessing those women who lost their normal consciousness has also become a conventional power-sex transaction when these men discuss major issues.
The women in the psychiatric hospital are also very beautiful, and some are even Shanghai University students who were tricked into treatment by them. They are obedient and obedient, and can arouse the desire of many men to ravage them, and they are also very safe.
Few people pay attention to their spiritual world and take their words seriously. Some women are tortured crazy, and even forgetful. They can forget all about what she has done in retrospect.
It doesn't matter if they are pregnant, they have been partners with Liang Jicheng for many years, Liang Jicheng knows how to deal with it, and knows to find those strict researchers to deal with the "evidence".
but……
But all this was not what he wanted to do in the first place!
It was obviously that old senior who instigated him, tempted him with huge benefits and sexual resources, and asked him to do things for him, saying that everyone is brothers on the same boat, and if something happens, they can go together.
After the Chengkang Mental Hospital was burnt down, the man comforted them, saying that everything was dealt with cleanly, and at most Liang Jicheng's level could be found, and the others were dead without evidence, so don't worry.
But Wang Jiankang died suddenly and tragically.
His and one other brother's surnames were also attached to the killing video, followed by the grisly insinuation of the handkerchief throwing game.
When Zhang Yong saw the radio and television tower, he had just come out of the teaching building.He was so frightened that he lost his soul in an instant, while running wildly without a clue, he called "that person" in panic and without thinking.
The phone went through.What came into my ears was the sound of very pleasant soothing music, and there was also the faint voice of a foreign masseur asking softly for strength.
Their lives are gone.
That person is still doing SPA.
"Hey... Hey!" Zhang Yong's eyes were tearing apart, he hated and feared at the same time, he lowered his voice but couldn't suppress his anger, let alone his fear.
"Hey!!"
"Oh." The other party smiled, "Director Zhang. It's so late and I don't want to sleep. What's the matter?"
Zhang Yong’s blood vessels were about to collapse, and his voice became very distorted: “What are you pretending! Wang Jiankang is dead! He’s dead!! You said that Chengkang’s sanitation has been cleaned up, so don’t worry, this is now What's going on!! Tell me!"
"Hmm... It's comfortable, put more pressure on the shoulder." The man and the masseur spoke a few words in English, and then said slowly to Zhang Yong, "Brother, Chengkang's hygiene has been cleaned. But the dog's He sniffed desperately and refused to let anyone go, insisting on smelling the bloody smell on the ground, but he could smell our door coming, so what do you think should be done?"
"I don't care! You should figure out a way! You take the most benefits, you..."
But the other party interrupted him with a smile: "Director Zhang, things in this world are often unfair. You are also an adult, why don't you understand this truth?"
Zhang Yong was sweating profusely. He stared at his phone, knowing that that person would not help him anymore, and would even harm him.
This is often the result of seeking skin from a tiger.
Looking up at the blood-red TV tower, Zhang Yong threw the mobile phone that could track the signal into the bushes as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then ran towards the teaching building.
Now, he is huddled in one of the offices.
Shanghai University has so many buildings, offices and classrooms add up to a thousand if not ten thousand.
He hid inside and took off all the smart watches with positioning functions, which should be safe.As long as he escapes tonight, he will surrender himself.
He thought it over, he can no longer have a fluke mentality, and maybe he can get a reduced sentence if he surrenders himself, so that he won't end up being strangled to death naked like Wang Jiankang...
Thinking of Wang Jiankang's death, Zhang Yong shuddered again. He swallowed hard, Jiang Lanpei's figure seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes, and the female ghost in red clothes and red shoes was coming to take him away as well.
"Bah!" He was trembling, giving himself some courage in a low voice, "Bah, bah, bah! What are you thinking, there are no ghosts! There are no ghosts in this world!"
But as if to overthrow his statement, suddenly——
A woman's chuckle sounded in this enclosed space: "Hee hee..."
Zhang Yong jumped up in fright, his facial features deformed: "Who! Who?!!"
There was no sound again.
It seemed that the soft smile just now was his hallucination.
Zhang Yong's fat and sweaty back was pressed against the cold wall. The office he chose specially had only doors and no windows!The office is so small that it doesn't even have a cabinet to hide people in!Where is this sound coming from?Zhang Yong's whole body was drenched in sweat like a live fish caught out of the water, and his heart was about to pop out of his mouth.
Then, just like in a killing game, there must be a ritual part.
The singing sounded again.
"Throw it...throw it...throw the handkerchief...put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
But he no longer has a mobile phone with him!
Where did this flat electronic sound come from?Where is the mobile phone?With a glimmer of hope, he comforted himself—did someone forget their mobile phone in this office?
Zhang Yong could hardly stand still, and he struggled to distinguish the direction of the sound.
Slowly, following the singing, he moved his bulging bullfrog-like eyes upwards, toward the ceiling...top of his head...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Zhang Yong let out a scream that could be heard throughout the teaching building——
It's the air conditioning access! ! !
The air conditioning inspection hatch was opened at some point!A black-haired woman in red was looking down at him coldly from the overhead floor, and then smiled faintly at him.
Zhang Yong originally had a basic cardiovascular disease, and now his face turned pale, his lips turned blue quickly, and his fat chest with the amulet on it heaved violently, suddenly——
Zhang Yong didn't catch his breath, he covered his heart, took two steps back, and fell to the ground with a thud.
The ceilings of the teaching building are all keel ceilings, leaving a lot of space above them. In the past, the students were used to the cats and mice running around on them. The air conditioner also has the old-fashioned flip-out inspection hatch, which Zhang Yong does not have. There's enough space up there for a living person to crawl, realized.
The woman opened the inspection hatch and jumped out, holding a sharp knife with a cold light in her hand...
"You...it's you...!"
Zhang Yong could still see the woman's face clearly in his extreme panic - such a flirtatious face, full of embarrassment, unspeakably charming.But at this moment, in his opinion, it was like a ghost crawling out of hell!
Jiang Liping! !
It's Jiang Liping! ! !
"Since you have seen me, you will definitely not be able to live today." Jiang Liping smiled and approached him, "How do you want to die? A knife? A gun? They are all very happy ways to die..."
"You, you belong to them?! You, you are not just a broken shoe, you are... you are still theirs!!"
"Yes, I belong to them." Jiang Liping smiled sweetly, "Otherwise, why do you think I am willing to hang out among you rotten greasy old men all day long?"
Zhang Yong stepped back...backed...he clutched his heart, staggered and moved back on his knees, staring at the iron gate behind him from the corner of his eye—then——
"boom!"
The strength that erupted from him did not know where, perhaps it was the desire to survive in his bones, which made him run wild like a wild animal, slammed open the door and ran out.
Jiang Liping's eyes darkened.
he ran?
It doesn't matter if you run.
There are already murderous intentions around here, and he is just changing his way of death.
She knew that she didn't have to catch up with this half-mad man, not to mention that she couldn't chase him out, there were policemen outside, otherwise why would she have to pass through the keel ceiling and through the overhead floor of the ceiling?
"Boss, Zhang Yong ran out of classroom 4406." Jiang Liping whispered on Zhu's lips with a special contact microphone, "Exit 3. I'll take exit 6 and ask your family to pick me up."
Zhang Yong fled the teaching building in a frenzy. His screams and movements attracted the attention of the police, and the police and police cars quickly approached in his direction.
Zhang Yong never imagined that one day, the police siren that he would be afraid of in his dreams would become God’s song of salvation. He was sweating profusely, and shouted hoarsely: "Help! Help!! I surrender! I report! Help me... There are murderers in that building...!!"
He was panting and running, and the amulet on his chest was flickering. Zhang Yong hadn't noticed the faint light of the electronic signal flashing in a small hole in the amulet...
Feeling guilty, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, what is it?
I'm afraid it's a ghost.
The accomplice's scheme has already been laid out. The moment you knelt down to pray to God, there will be a pair of eyes looking at you from behind, seeing your weakness and hesitation.
That's organizational rot, and sooner or later it's got to be weeded out.
"Help me...help..."
"Help!!!!"
The police guarding the circle heard his screams and immediately ran towards him in full armor.
Zhang Yong's eyes flashed with agitation, he almost ran towards the police with all his strength, like a drowning man struggling to swim to the shore in a storm——
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die...
Soon……
immediately……
He could already see the tense and resolute expression of the police officer closest to him, crying and reaching out to them, reaching out...
"Help me, I said, I said everything, I—"
"boom!!!"
An eerie bang!
The pouring of secrets came to an abrupt end.
A dead silence.
The moment Zhang Yong ran across the fork and was about to join the police, a refrigerated truck parked at the side of the fork suddenly let out a terrifying engine roar, and then slammed into Zhang Yong who was about to surrender!
Everyone had to stop suddenly, watching helplessly as Zhang Yong was hit by the car and flew into the wall in an instant, and then bounced back with a bang!
There was a cracking sound, the sound of the skull cracking, and the blood splashed all over the ground. Zhang Yong had already swallowed his breath before landing, and his fat body fell heavily on the ground.The truck turned on its headlights and ran over the corpse on the ground again, deforming half of Zhang Yong's body in an instant...
"Team Zheng!"
After a few horrible silences.
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed policeman shouted, his voice distorted slightly due to the huge stimulation in a short period of time: "Look! There is no one in the driver's seat of that car! It is driverless! The car moves by itself!! How could this happen? !!"
Zheng Jingfeng, who was in charge of this sudden case, was an old criminal policeman. He was nearby. He happened to see the scene where Zhang Yong was killed. Seeing this scene, the old criminal policeman suddenly thought of something. This case seemed to be repeating itself right in front of my eyes. The tragic scene at that time flashed by suddenly, and Zheng Jingfeng's face suddenly changed!
He shouted at everyone: "Get down! Get down!!"
Boom! !
The sound of explosions sounded almost at the same time, and a burst of flames burst out from the empty driver's seat of the refrigerated truck, and immediately engulfed the entire front of the truck in the blasted flames...
Zheng Jingfeng coughed and got up from the ground, panting and looked at the half-burning steel machine, the unmanned vehicle, the cab that ignited after hitting someone, and the half-crushed corpse on the ground... It became very, very ugly in the bright fire...
He seems to have returned to that day 19 years ago...
The situation in front of me was almost exactly the same as that day.
The only difference is that at that time, lying under the wheel were his two comrades, a husband and wife.
-
Xie Ping, Zhou Muying.
"Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him..."
The second marked person, died.
The soft and treacherous nursery rhymes once again echoed over the campus of Shanghai University through countless electronic mobile devices.
The entire campus was like a giant's stomach. After a few seconds of silence, it rolled up and down. The exclamation and shouts of thousands of teachers and students were like a sonic earthquake, hitting the ears and rumbling muffled.
Countless heads hung down, staring at the phone screen in horror.
The handkerchief-throwing electronic figurine behind the letter Z also stopped, the electronic girl grabbed the electronic boy, and the boy fell to the ground with a bright red handkerchief behind him, and the electronic flames burned the boy.
A few seconds later, the murder video changed its appearance again——
It's another photo, zoomed down and zoomed out.
In the photo, the fire is burning, devouring the front of the refrigerated truck, Zhang Yong's body is lying in front of the burning monster, half of his body has been crushed into a paste...
"Another person was killed!"
"I know him! Zhang Yong!! The director of the school's foreign exchange office!"
"Z is Zhang Yong..."
This scene was reflected in tens of thousands of pairs of eyes through the projection screen, and one pair of eyes was sharp peach blossom eyes, which were wide open at the moment, watching this scene in disbelief——
Xie Qingcheng froze.
The blood became extremely cold in an instant.
He never dared to believe that today, on this day, in this video serial murder case, he saw the same...the scene of a car automatically hitting someone and then exploding and burning.
It was as if he was suddenly strangled by an invisible hand, and he was ruthlessly strangled into a thick darkness. The photo of Zhang Yong's death in the video overlapped with his lingering nightmare at this moment .
That nightmare that lasted 19 years...
That, the answer that he couldn't find, and could only give up sadly in the end...
Xie Qingcheng's blood-cold hands did not hold the cup, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered! !
"Xie Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" He Yu sensed that the people around him were not in the right mood, and Xie Qingcheng's state was completely different from when they saw the first photo.
When Wang Jiankang was killed, Xie Qingcheng treated him like a normal person.He watched, analyzed, complied with the requirements of the police, and returned to the dormitory. He had very clear boundaries on what to do and what not to do.
But as soon as this photo of Zhang Yong came out, Xie Qingcheng didn't pay attention to He Yu, and didn't even say a word of analysis. Yu's face closed the door.
He Yu only had time to hear him say to the person who answered the phone: "Captain Zheng, it's me..."
