The entire volcano bar was now controlled by a group of armed police wearing bulletproof vests and steel helmets. The task force arrived as soon as possible under the leadership of Huang Linjun.

But even though I had seen Li Anping's crime scene not long ago, when Geng Zhong saw the tragic phenomenon of Shang Zhenbang's body lying on the ground, he still couldn't help but feel a spasm in his stomach.

Huang Linjun, who was on the side, patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, stop watching, how about the statistics."

"There are 19 people in total, including the volcanic bar's big brother Hua Leopard, Huo Qing's right-hand man Dafei, and Shang Zhenbang. The suspect had already escaped from the rooftop before the special police arrived..."

Huang Linjun interrupted what he said, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Okay, do you think it was him who did it?"

He naturally refers to the criminal who has committed a series of murder cases in Zhongdu recently. Geng Zhong hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "From the crime scene, it is his style, but this time everyone died of trauma. No one died of brain death. And we have many witnesses, and we will definitely be able to catch him in a short time."

After more than half an hour of so busy, suddenly the lights were on in the distance, and a black car with a police light drove in. A bald, short and fat man got out of the car. His face turned pale. He didn't even look at Huang Linjun and other team members next to him, and walked straight towards Shang Zhenbang's body. This person was the top leader of Zhongdu Public Security Bureau, Wan'an.

Huang Linjun looked at Geng Zhong and said, "The master's son was beaten to death, and the old dog was anxious."

Geng Zhong glanced at Huang Linjun in surprise. Although he was temporarily transferred to the task force and became Huang Linjun's subordinates, they were not familiar with each other and said bad things about their superiors.

"Where is your master?" Huang Linjun asked without hesitation.

"sick leave."

"Haha." Huang Linjun smiled disdainfully and spit out a cigarette: "Your master is an old fry, and he saw the opportunity very early. This task force is just a fire pit. Now that Shang Zhenbang is dead, it's okay to catch people, but he can't catch people... Humph."

Geng Zhong couldn't help but say, "Can we still not catch him alone? He is not a god. Even in modern society, once all our departments coordinate and mobilize the power of the whole society, no one can catch him."

Huang Linjun smiled and didn't say anything.

Wan'an, who was standing by, summoned everyone and started the on-site mobilization meeting. He spoke harshly with a blush on his face, saying, "If you solve the case within 24 hours and search for criminals all night, you must not let such crazy criminals go to justice, and you must protect the safety of the people's property.

Wan'an was still calm on the surface, but he was already in a mess in his heart and hated the criminal. Shang Anguo was his immediate boss, and he was also promoted by Shang Anguo. Now that his youngest son is dead, he dare not imagine how terrible Shang Anguo's anger will be.

Moreover, he was originally the director of the Zhongdu Public Security Bureau. He was responsible for the recent series of vicious incidents in Zhongdu and the same criminal.

Halfway through the meeting, Wan'an was called out by a phone call. An angry roar came from the microphone, and the scolding made Wan'an sweat. He held his cell phone, nodded and bowed constantly, and wagged his tail and begged for mercy at the other end of the phone like a pug.

Finally answering the phone, Wan An wiped the sweat from his forehead and ordered Huang Linjun: "A such a serious and vicious case cannot be delayed anymore. If you drag on it, you will be irresponsible to the people every minute and every second. Huang Linjun, I will give you 24 hours... No, including the last time, I will give you another three days. You must catch the criminal for me. If you can't catch it, you can just wait to go home and farm."

After saying this, Wan'an got into the car and left in a hurry. Only the members of the task force were left sighing.

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Two hours later, Bihai Ark, Shangzhai.

The whole house seemed to be in the tranquility before a storm, making people want to die dull.

In the study room, Shang Anguo put down the phone, rubbed his forehead with his hands, looked at Wan'an in front of him, and saw that the other party was restless, then he spoke, "Old An, you have been with me for ten years."

As soon as he said this, Wan An was shocked. This was a conversation before the standard lackey cooking in a TV movie, so it wouldn't be so scared. He almost knelt down and said with gritted teeth: "Brother Shang, the case will be solved within three days. Zhenbang, I watched him grow up. If something happened to him, I feel more distressed than my son who died. Within three days, I will definitely send the killing thousand swords to you."

"I don't know what kind of person you are?" Shang Anguo snorted coldly and cursed directly. Wan'an has almost no business ability. His only advantage is that he is very obedient, and the police's personnel arrangements are handy and good at being a human being.

However, if it were Pingfan, An Guo would never have scolded him like this. However, if he lost his son in his old age, he would give him a black hair, and his heart was already in chaos.

"The murderer is not an ordinary person, and ordinary policemen can't handle it." He sighed and said, "I want you to do it. Don't report any cases during this period." Generally, such major cases and important cases are reported directly to Tianjing in the city.

"But...but?" Wan'an hesitated. If he concealed this, he would not report it. Once he was found out, there would be nothing wrong with Shang Anguo, and Wan'an would be unable to bear it and leave.

"Hmph, after reporting, you will know less than half a day. When they send someone over, the murderer will not be under my control. Don't worry, I will also send people to block other channels. There will be no one in Tianjin to cause trouble for you." Shang Anguo's face was as cold as a piece of ice: "I want to deal with that mess with myself."

Wan'an hurriedly agreed, then pushed the door open and left, but as soon as he opened the door, three men entered one after another. Among the three men, two were foreigners at first glance, and only one was a yellow man, all wearing casual clothes. They were not old and looked ordinary, but somehow, when Wan'an saw them, he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, as if he had seen a group of wild wolves.

"Oh, you guys are here. Let's sit first."

The three of them sat casually on the sofa as they listened to Shang Zhenbang's orders. Wan An had never seen these people in the Shang family before. Confusion arose in his heart. While retreating, he couldn't help but look at them a few more times. At this moment, the only yellow man among the three suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Cruel and fierce. Wan An couldn't help but tremble all over when he saw him, and the sweat on his back wet his shirt.

"Why are you stunned here? Why don't you leave quickly?" At this moment, Shang Anguo's shout made Wan An come to his senses, and the feeling he had just now disappeared. He nodded and walked out of the door. Before leaving, he saw the yellow man smiling maliciously at him, which shocked him to get goosebumps and ran faster.

"Hehe, this fat man is so fun." The young man in yellow race said with a smile in the half-baked Daxia language.

"I asked you to come here, not to play." Shang An Guodao: "I don't care what methods or methods you use, and help me catch the mess immediately."

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The police station was lively all night today, and Shang Zhenbang died. Almost all police officers in the city were mobilized to find the murderer.

Li Qian was released at 7 a.m., and no one took her to test the injury throughout the night, no treatment, and no longer sent to the hospital. When she left the police station, she limped.

A total of 4 or 5 police officers interrogated her this night. No one asked about the fact that she was beaten, but only asked about the details about the killer. They all said all kinds of red faces, white faces, intimidation, Xu Nuo, but they found that she really didn't know anything, so they still let it go.

She was quite lucky. Almost everyone in the Volcano Bar was taken back to the police station by the police station and interrogated one by one. Especially a few big men who were beaten away by Li Anping but did not die, they had to tie a plaster to receive the transcript. They are still in the bureau.

The weather became even colder. Li Qian tightened her clothes. Her body was very cold and painful, but her heart was hot. She touched her underwear and there was a small protrusion. The camera used to be in the Volcano Bar was lying quietly there. She hid it and was not searched by the police.

"Who are you?"

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Dark, cold.

J opened his eyes and found that he was tied to a pillar, and the surroundings looked like an abandoned warehouse. In the darkness, he lowered his head and looked barely, and found that the wound on the broken arm was bandaged casually. However, the bandaging method looked very unprofessional, which made him frown.

"Nigga, you woke up earlier than I thought."

Hearing this voice, J's thoughts immediately became clear. He remembered that he was knocked out after killing the man. There were bursts of severe pain coming from his neck, which seemed to be cracked. So, besides that man, does the other party have any companions?

"Nigga, I have a few questions to ask you below. If you want to live, answer me honestly."

J didn't say a word and was beaten like this. He was very angry, but he was angry now to no avail, so he could only force himself to calm down and try to divert his attention by thinking.

He listened carefully to the other party's words, but could not tell where it spread. There was darkness around him, and he could not know how big the warehouse was, or even whether it was a warehouse.

‘There were sounds coming from all sides. Are you talking to me on the radio? I couldn’t see anyone and tied me up. It seemed to be targeting my abilities. It seemed that it was from the wounds of my neck and broken arms, which seemed to be no more than four hours.

But why did I take me away? Logically speaking, Shang Zhenbang, who is incompetent, is the better goal. Did the other party fail? Or did he also catch Shang Zhenbang, and we were both interrogated?’

At this moment, the voice sounded again: "Nigga, tell me your name."

J thought for a while and replied, "Charlie."

The other party was silent for a while, and then said, "Very good Charlie, your cooperation will make you suffer a lot less."

‘He doesn’t know my name? Or did he deliberately not expose it? It is impossible. It is meaningless to not expose this lie if interrogation is not exposing it. He really doesn’t know my name.’

Without giving J more opportunities to think, the voice then asked, "Charlie, what is the relationship between you, Mr. Zhenbang?"

J thought for a while and replied: "He and I are classmates and I used to study in the same university."

At this moment, the voice asked a few more ordinary questions, and J answered them all in a mess, making up.

'The other party has no experience in interrogation. Is he a novice? Or an outsider? Then you have to find a way to bring people over. As long as I reach the distance I can start, I will have a chance to escape. Tell, if West and the others know that I am trapped in the hands of laymen, I will probably be laughed to death.'

Suddenly, the other party changed his tone and asked in a low tone: "Charlie, what are your abilities?"

J had known that the other party would ask this, and replied without thinking: "My ability is to release poison. As long as I have been touched by something, I will be poisoned. If ordinary people are poisoned, their organs will be exhausted within an hour."

The other party did not answer, and only responded to J was dead silence.
Chapter completed!