Wei Xing looked at the photos on the tombstone and tears slid down his face.

"Dad, mom, big brother, second sister, I've avenged you!"

"Twenty-five years have passed, and I have finally avenged you!"

"Zhao Liang, Peng Yu, He Bingfeng, I will kill them with my own hands!"

"I'll go down and accompany you right away."

Wei Xing pulled the corner of his clothes and suddenly remembered something again.

"No, there are two enemies, but unfortunately...but I..."

Wei Xing clenched his fists and hated him for being incompetent.

"My parents, brothers, sisters, Ken Matsuno and Ken Oshima, I may not be able to kill them."

"I'm wanted everywhere now, but I'll hand over the evidence from that year to the police... let them..."

"No! It's handed over to the Northwest Army."

"I believe the Northwest Army will find out the truth!"

Wei Xing bowed deeply to the tombstone, "My parents, brother, sister, I'm leaving."

Wei Xing wiped away his tears and came to another place in the cemetery.

His wife is buried here too.

Knowing that he didn't have much time, he would say a parting to his wife first.

After saying goodbye to his wife, Wei Xing left the cemetery.

One hour later.

Wei Xing came to one of the power distribution rooms at the site.

He smashed the cement column next to the distribution landlord with a hammer.

There is a wooden box buried in the cement column, and there is a yellowed notebook in the wooden box, which records the truth about the incident back then.

Wei Xing took out the notebook, flipped it over, and clasped his hands tightly.

Afterwards, I took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Take the only 2,000 yuan and go to the Public Security Bureau.

Passing through the clothing street.

I used the remaining money to buy a suit, a pair of leather shoes and a briefcase.

Not to mention, he washed up and put on a brand new suit and carried a briefcase to give people the feeling of a civil servant leader.

Wei Xing looked in the mirror, looked at the outfit with satisfaction, and turned around and left the clothing store.

Get in the taxi and head straight to the Public Security Bureau.

In his words, we must handle things neatly and neatly.

About fifteen minutes.

Wei Xing walked into the Public Security Bureau and told the police officer that he was from the head.

The police officer was stunned and looked up and down. No matter how he looked, he couldn't tell that this man who looked like a civil servant was from the head.

Wei Xing saw the policeman stunned and shook his head and smiled, "My name is Wei Xing, I am the murderer of the serial murder case. I am from the head now."

As soon as the words fell.

The receptionist and the police officers next to him stood up suddenly and immediately pointed the gun at Wei Xing.

"Wei Xing, what are you going to do? Don't do it randomly!"

"I'm from the head!"

Wei Xing calmly spoke and calmly.

"Go, go find the director, I'll look at him."

"hurry up!"

"well!"

A police officer hurriedly ran to the director's office.

"Dong!"

The director's office was knocked open.

"The Bureau... Director... The murderer has been found!"

"What's the matter? It's so irritating."

The director was a little angry, and heard that the murderer was found, so he turned to ask the police.

"Which murderer?"

"Wei Xing, the murderer of a serial murder!"

"He's outside!"

"He comes from the head!"

The policeman said quickly.

"What?"

"take me!"

The director took his hat, put it on his head, and quickly walked out of the office.

Outside.

The police stared at Wei Xing nervously and surrounded him to prevent him from escaping.

"Don't be nervous, I won't run away."

"Or I won't come back."

"I want to see your director."

Wei Xing thought about his consequences before taking action, so he said it was very calm.

"Give it!"

"The director is here."

"The director is here!"

The police officer shouted.

The director walked quickly and the policeman automatically gave up a walkway.

"Director."

"Director."

The director came to his face and stared at Wei Xing with his eyes and looked at him.

At this moment, Wei Xing was very different from the wanted photos. The wanted photos were a sloppy old man.

It is more appropriate to describe Wei Xing as an old man who picks up the scattered man.

The man who calls himself Wei Xing in front of him, wearing a suit and a briefcase, makes people unimaginable that he is the murderer of a series of murders.

But looking closely, there is indeed a slight similarity between the two eyebrows.

"Are you Wei Xing?" asked the director.

"I am Zhao Liang, He Bingfeng and Peng Kangjie are all killed by me."

Wei Xing readily admitted that he was the murderer and asked, "Are you the director?"

"Yes! You just said you want to see me?"

"Why?"

The director looked directly at Wei Xing.

Wei Xing did not avoid his eyes at all and said, "I have to kill two more people, I think only you can help me."

"presumptuous!"

"asshole!"

"You still want to kill someone!"

"I also want to work with our director to help you kill someone!"

The police officers were furious and wanted to slap Wei Xing two big mouths so that he could be sober.

The director stared at Wei Xing with a fire in his eyes. This was the first time he heard such remarks.

A murderer who came from behind asked the director to help him kill someone.

The most ridiculous thing about slipping into the world.

The director said coldly: "Why should I help you kill someone?"
Chapter completed!