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Chapter Thirty-Fifth, The Three of Us, We Deserve Ten Thousand Deaths(1/2)

In the violent wind and snow, the policeman's figure was alone.

He stepped on the snow, leaving a line of shallow footprints, but they were immediately covered up by the wind and snow, leaving no traces.

Wearing a saber, hanging an iron ruler, and tying a long rope, Lin Yi was silently walking in the deserted alley again.

Looking up at the sky, it is pitch black.

Heading towards the house of the three brothers of the Ji family.

A long time ago, Lin Yi's martial arts teacher once asked him what his dream was.

At that time, Lin Yi blurted out that he wanted to be a policeman.

The teacher laughed and asked him what he wanted to be a policeman.

Lin Yi said, because the police can punish evil and promote good, and uphold justice!

The teacher asked again, what should he do if one day the identity and power of the policeman are not enough to support the justice he said?

At that time, Lin Yi looked confused and did not answer.

But now, he knows.

If the identity of the policeman and the law are not enough to maintain justice, then use something else.

——Since even cold laws cannot punish sin, then use colder things, such as knives, swords, and boiling fire.

Be it lynching or anything else.

Let those who deserve to be punished be punished!

Tonight, Detective Lin Yi will not handle any cases or drink.

He wants to kill someone!

Even if he loses his identity as a police officer for this, even if he is sent to the guillotine for this, it will still be the same!

All Lin Yi wants is justice!

Walking in the snow, his eyes became firm, and his hand holding the knife no longer trembled.

As if he had completed his transformation, a young and confused policeman walked out on his own path.

However, when Lin Yi, who had already made up his mind, arrived at the house of the three brothers of the Ji family, he saw the door open and the lights brightly lit.

He frowned and went inside.

I saw pots and pans all over the floor, leftovers, broken door bolts, fallen lamps, and wine all over the floor.

As for the three brothers of the Ji family, they have long since disappeared.

Only a woman with messy clothes and closed eyes was left in the corner, shivering!

Not only is it cold, but it’s also scary!

Lin Yi was stunned.

He recognized this woman. She was Qinghong, the number one in Huaqing House. Of course, he, Lin Yi, did not go to brothels. The reason why he knew this prostitute was because he went to memorize those few in Huaqing House several times when he first joined the company.

Drunk seniors lying dead on the floor.

But why is Qinghong from Huaqing House here, looking so weird? What happened to the house of the three brothers of the Ji family to make it so messy?

And... where are the three brothers of the Ji family?!

Lin Yi was puzzled, so he hurriedly asked Qinghong, the prostitute.

But when Qinghong heard the voice of Detective Lin Yi, she seemed to have grabbed her savior, hugged him, trembled, and never let go!

But again, as if she had been greatly stimulated, she would not say anything or answer anything she asked.

Lin Yi had no choice but to send Qinghong back to Huaqing Building and keep guard there, waiting for her to calm down a little before asking what happened.

On the other side, Li Mu lives.

Lin Yi, who was about to kill people by lynching, didn't know that as soon as he left, a group of ruthless officers and soldiers braved the cold, wind and snow to break into Li Mu's residence.

Chief arrester's residence.

Weishui Chief Inspector Xiao Zihua was lying on a silk mattress, holding a young and beautiful woman in his arms, sleeping soundly.

There was even a lot of laughter flowing out of the corner of his mouth, as if he had had a sweet dream.

Stomp stomp stomp!

Rapid footsteps sounded outside the door!

The Chief Constable woke up immediately and his expression suddenly changed!

Although he held a high position and had no experience in using martial arts for many years, the instinctive vigilance of a martial arts practitioner still made him wake up immediately!

But before he could react, the door was kicked open with a bang!

A group of officers and soldiers dressed in red rushed in!

Seeing this heart-stopping bright red color, Chief Xiao Zihua's heart skipped a beat!

He couldn't be clearer about the meaning of this red coat.

——Inspection Department.

These guys don't care about public security or homicide cases, they only care about officials committing crimes, taking bribes and bending the law!

Known as selfless!

"What are you doing?!" Chief Inspector Xiao Zihua pretended to be calm and shouted loudly.

The red-clothed officer and soldier at the head showed his sign and said in a calm voice: "Isn't Mr. Xiao not clear about what we do?"

After hearing this, Xiao Zihua was shocked, but he still said sternly: "I am a certain person, I am innocent and impartial, you can investigate if you want! But in the middle of the night, barging into my residence, is it too much?

It's a bit blatant, if you don't leave, Mr. Xiao will go to the county magistrate tomorrow to sue you!"

Saying this, he was still thinking of shouting back the officers and soldiers of the Inspection Department, and then immediately deal with all the shady cases.

But when the man in red heard this, he just sneered, "Mr. Xiao, stop pretending. If we don't have any evidence, do we dare to break into your residence, Mr. Xiao?"

After that, he threw out a pile of paper rolls and landed on Mr. Xiao's bed with a thud. They were scattered everywhere, including house deeds and banknotes!

The leading man in red had a cold voice, "Mr. Xiao, how much is your monthly salary? How much are these house deeds and banknotes worth? Let me do the math, even if Mr. Xiao goes without food or drink for three thousand years.

, I can’t even afford it!”

"So Mr. Xiao, please be more decent!"

At that moment, Mr. Xiao broke into a cold sweat!

His house deeds and banknotes were all well hidden, how could they fall into the hands of the Audit Department?

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, if all these things are investigated, then his life will be ruined for such a huge amount!

——Dismissal from office is a frivolous matter. You might even be caught on the guillotine and your head will fall to the ground!

At that moment, my heart felt like death!

This change in officialdom is like an earthquake.

It came suddenly and went away suddenly.

After Xiao Zihua was taken away, Li Muju returned to calm.

On a snowy night, there was no more sound on the silent Wei River.

Until the next day, morning dawned and the heavy snow gradually subsided.

For the people of Weishui, it seemed like another ordinary snowy night had passed without any disturbance.

Until a vegetable farmer in Hanqiao was carrying freshly picked vegetables, thinking that if they were sold out as soon as possible, he could go home and get into bed to warm himself.

When he was passing by Linshui Street, he saw that the door of Zhang Saner's house seemed to be open, and he thought to himself that there might be some unscrupulous thief who would even steal from the houses of dead people?

Driven by curiosity, I opened the door and took a look.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it. One look at it will directly make this man who has been working in the field for more than 40 years urinate in his crotch!

Report to the official immediately!

Probably because the scene was too cruel and inhumane.

Not only did many police officers come, but the county magistrate was also alerted!

From time to time, many officers and soldiers surrounded Zhang Saner's house!

Lin Yi, the detective from Linshui Street, was naturally called over from the brothel.

——He hasn’t asked Qinghong about the whereabouts of the three brothers of the Ji family yet!

But he immediately knew that this young policeman who had almost embarked on the path of Shura knew that there should be no need to ask the prostitute Qinghong.

——People, right here!

When he opened the door, the pungent smell of blood hit his face against the cold wind.
To be continued...
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