Two days later, at the train station, Binbin, alone, carried his luggage and boarded the train to Guangzhou.

He said that tickets are bought casually, and you don’t have to go to Guangzhou. If you like it along the way, you can get off the bus wherever you want. The sadness of parting will always calm down on the day, and on that day, it will be a new life.

Binbin entered this circle and was not too deeply trapped, and had never done anything too out of order. His scar also indicates that he had paid and what he should pay, so he did not owe anything in this circle, and he walked very cleanly.

He left without telling anyone, and left quietly.

Many years later, there was a vicious bastard in society and a businessman who was engaged in daily necessities. He didn't do much, but it was enough to support his life and family.

Therefore, his ending is good and enviable. He avoids the abyss that he will step into after taking one step later.

Shuangcheng Town, in the cornfield next to the unknown highway outside the town, seven dead bodies were found, which were wrapped in blue plastic cloth, without any identification documents, and without any modern communication tools.

An ambulance from a public security hospital, three police cars escorted, nearly twenty weapons-equipped policemen, the director of the Shuangcheng Town Public Security Bureau and the political commissar of the Public Security Bureau, also arrived at the scene in person, sat in a Mitsubishi Jipu, and followed the convoy closely.

Ten minutes later, the convoy entered the martial law area and stopped aside.

Public Security Bureau Director Dai Chengguo immediately pushed open the car door, and his face turned on the rolled noodles. He rolled it back and forth five hundred times without any expression, making him scary.

"Tread."

The criminal police captain who was commanding the scene had his uppers broken by the mud, and his trouser legs were covered with mud, and he ran over in a very embarrassed manner.

"How is the scene?" asked the director.

"Seven bodies were excavated and four large pits were found. Due to rainwater, it can only be determined temporarily that the death time of the deceased is 3-4 days. In other words, it is similar to the time of the shooting in a hotel. The seven deceased must have been turned over before their death. There are no documents or communication tools. The identity cannot be determined for the time being. The forensic doctor retrieves blood samples and is undergoing DNA identification. After the results are released, I asked the comrades in the archives room to retrieve the criminal information processed within the public security system from the computer and compare them to see if the identity of the deceased can be found." The captain of the criminal police said quickly.

"Seven, seven." Director Dai's head was about to explode. He repeated it twice in a row, lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, looked at many detectives walking back and forth in the cornfield, and then continued to ask: "It's still digging."

"That's right, there was heavy rain that night, and it should be in the early morning. There were no witnesses here at all. We cannot tell how many people were killed. Therefore, the area within two kilometers here has been blocked. We are stepping up our efforts to check if there are any missing bodies." The criminal police captain replied.

"Cough cough." The director lowered his head and coughed twice, glanced at the detective captain, walked forward two steps, stood on the side of the road and stopped with his hands behind his back. The detective captain was stunned for a moment, and then followed.

"National, the Ministry of Railways has left in the past two days. At this time, I have to do things with my head and a little bit of energy. I will keep it until he leaves." The director said in a low voice.

"Director, I can't cover up this matter. I've been working here for two days. The roadside cars are whizzing. We don't know. The leader is sitting in the car, the civilian is sitting in the car, and, in the morning, his secretary has come and walked around," the captain of the criminal police said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Director Dai was extremely nervous.

"Nothing said."

"Then why not say something." The director was silent for a long time, lowered his head and cursed, and then stopped talking.

"Director, there is another difficulty. It rained heavily on the day of the incident and the rain washed away, we are unable to confirm the location of the incident that day, so." The captain of the criminal police said halfway.

"I brought you the person, in the car." The director paused and said directly.

"Then I'll go and ask," the captain of the detective asked tentatively.

"Yes." The director nodded.

As he said that, the captain of the criminal police turned around and went to the ambulance, opened the car door with a loud noise, Zhang Hui was wrapped in bandages, lying on the spring bed, looking at the roof of the car expressionlessly.

"You go down first." The criminal police captain looked at the policeman in the car and the accompanying doctor, and said lightly.

When everyone heard the greeting, they pulled the door and got out of the car. The doctors gathered in a bunch of them for two days. The police held their pistols and directly surrounded the van tightly.

"Bang."

The captain of the criminal police got into the car, pulled the door, glanced at Zhang Hui, and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"I don't know you." Zhang Hui glanced at him and replied vulgarly.

"You must know each other." The criminal police captain stared at Zhang Hui and gritted his teeth and replied.

"Haha, then you say you know each other, just know each other." Zhang Hui replied with a smile.

"You know that you are a complete death penalty. Without any negotiation, the sentence will be executed immediately. So, you don't care about anything, right?" the criminal police captain asked with a frown.

"The gun case in Shuangcheng Town has nothing to do with me, you can investigate it casually." Zhang Huizhaoda said lightly with his eyelids.

"I know it has nothing to do with you. You didn't go in that day, so you are responsible for picking up outside." The detective captain gritted his teeth and said.

"Who are you going to pick up, Saddam." Zhang Hui asked with confusion.

"You didn't respond, what's wrong with the gun in your hand."

"Host, can't you? I have loved swords, guns and cannons since I was a child. Liu Huaqiang, my idol in my heart, what's the point?"

"You resisted arrest with a gun."

"Yes, I admit it, I resisted arrest with a gun, and there was no death. You sentence me to life. It's over," Zhang Hui continued with a smile: "I admit to squatting, I don't care. Where to live in Jb, it's not alive."

"Haha, that's not right. There's more to you than that." The captain of the criminal police looked at Zhang Hui and suddenly smiled.

Zhang Hui was silent for a moment and said nothing.

"You have a case in Xinjiang, smuggling rare birds from the country, two murders, and one serious injury. You are a person who can get into the news. You will die." The criminal police captain pointed at Zhang Hui with a sinister face and said.

"That's right, I did the things here too. Since it's on the news, let's make things bigger." Zhang Hui breathed a long sigh, closed his eyes, and said frankly. It can be seen that his mood was extremely unstable.
Chapter completed!