Chapter 381 He is much more dangerous than his father. Fortunately.
When Chang Erbing learned that a corpse transport vehicle was driving away downstairs, he stood there in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning, and did not come to his senses for a long time.
After a long while, he finally squeezed out a dry "Ah?" from the depths of his throat, as if someone was strangling him.
Cold sweat trickled down his back, soaking his uniform and leaving a dark mark on his vest.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, trying to make himself look calm, but the wetness of his palms completely exposed his guilty conscience.
"Corpse cart?"
His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a barely perceptible tremor, but his face was full of anger, trying to use anger to cover up the slight uneasiness, "Oh, they are so dare! Captain Li, if we tolerate this, the people in the Second Ward will probably think that we are all made of mud, right?"
Li Shang was angry, but when his eyes fell on the black box, he became strangely calm.
He is by no means a good-tempered person, but at this moment he seems particularly "generous".
He reached out and pressed Chang Erbing's hand, saying lightly:
"Forget it, you've already said they're crazy. We're rational people, why bother with lunatics? Besides, he's here to make friends with me."
“Make friends?”
Chang Erbing's voice instantly rose two degrees, and his expression was as if he had heard something out of the ordinary. "Bringing a corpse transporter to make friends? This is totally unheard of!"
Li Shang did not respond immediately, but just glanced at Chang Erbing lightly.
There was something indescribable hidden in those eyes, which made Chang Erbing's heart tighten.
He was suddenly surprised and asked, "Captain Li, you didn't... agree?"
Li Shang stretched out his hand to open the black box, revealing the golden light inside, and said faintly: "With a corpse transport vehicle in one hand and gold in the other, this madman is very sincere in making friends. What do you think?"
Chang Erbing's eyes flashed with golden light, and he nodded with a dry mouth:
"Captain Li is right. It's not a bad idea to have a lunatic as a friend occasionally. But his father doesn't like us..."
Li Shang closed the lid of the box with a "bang", and the golden light was instantly swallowed up in the darkness.
There was an extremely strange expression on his face, as if he had been infected by a madman, his expression was distorted:
"His father is not important. This madman's behavior is much more dangerous than his father's. To be honest, the pressure Feng Ju brings to me is not even one tenth of that of his son."
Chang Erbing took his eyes off the black box with difficulty. He nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, Feng Ju is still rational and is far from being that dangerous. The most terrifying thing is that his son is not only crazy, but he also brings a group of crazy people with him. The danger is multiplied."
Li Shang grinned and suddenly burst into a strange laugh, which echoed in the room, as if the long-suppressed emotions finally found an outlet for release:
"Yes, Feng Mu is crazy, but this madman did not help his father, but supported me instead. This really makes me so happy! I like the friendship of madmen, hahahahahaha——"
With the combined gift of gold and the corpse cart, the friendship between Li Shang and Feng Mu had the most indestructible foundation laid from the very beginning.
……….The rain stopped.
The upper city retracted its hideous exposed prostate, and pointed its bumpy buttocks towards the lower city again, releasing heat and light.
Zhou Hu woke up early in the morning, he was frightened.
He received bad news early in the morning - Zhao Xing died in the rainy night yesterday, and it was rumored to be an accident.
The authenticity of the news is not difficult to confirm. Just ask the police station.
Zhou Huguang called to confirm, but still worried, he went to the police station to check the body in person.
The body was kept in the morgue of the police station. When the iron door was opened, an eerie and cold air blew in.
The white cloth covering the body was lifted, and at that moment, Zhou Hu's eyes were fixed on the body.
A headless corpse lay quietly on the cold metal table. The cut on the neck was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off instantly by some extremely sharp tool.
The coagulated blood around him looked particularly glaring under the pale light. The fishy smell faintly spread through the cold air and penetrated into Zhou Hu's nostrils, making his face turn ashen.
Zhou Hu was stunned. The next second, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth - that smile was full of uncontrollable anger and a sense of absurdity.
His voice echoed in the morgue, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat: "Where's his head? His head is gone, and you guys at the police station told me this was an accident?"
His voice became louder and louder, almost a roar: "Are you blind, or do you think I am blind?"
The constable in charge of reception had a stern face, his hands folded across his chest, standing straight, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of scene.
There was no ripple on his face, and even his tone was annoyingly cold:
"The current evidence does point to an accident. Warden Zhou, are you questioning the professionalism of our patrol station? Excuse me, but I'm afraid your prison doesn't know how to investigate cases, right?"
Zhou Hu clenched his fists until they creaked. He said harshly, "If it was an accident, then tell me, where is his head?"
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The constable heard this, but he didn't even frown, but shrugged his shoulders:
"It was very windy and rainy last night. Who knows? Maybe a wild dog took it away. We are very sorry about that."
"you--"
Zhou Hu was so angry that he suddenly reached out and grabbed the constable's collar and pulled him forward with such force that the constable's eyes changed instantly.
The constable was forced to stagger forward, a trace of horror flashed across his pupils, but his stubborn attitude did not diminish in the slightest.
“That’s enough!”
The forensic doctor Bai Ye standing by finally couldn't stand it anymore.
He had been busy all night and was bending over to pack up a toolbox. When he heard the quarrel, he raised his head impatiently, with a bit of fatigue and sarcasm in his tone: "You think he didn't die accidentally? Okay, then why don't you tell us who killed him?"
Chang Erbing, who heard the noise coming from the morgue outside, walked in and looked at Zhou Hu with a gloomy face.
Zhou Hu was stunned when he heard this.
His hand was still grabbing the constable's collar, frozen in mid-air, his momentum temporarily stuttered by these words.
His expression changed from gloomy to bright, his lips were pressed into a line, and finally he squeezed out a name from between his teeth: "Feng Mu, it must be Feng Mu who did it!"
After these words fell, the air in the morgue suddenly became a little colder.
Forensic pathologist Bai Ye, who was originally packing up his tools, suddenly stopped and his eyes widened.
Chang Erbing's pupils shrank, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing. However, his right hand unconsciously reached into his pocket and pinched a few small yellow croakers inside.
That was the "reward" given to him by Captain Li. The metal edges hurt his palms, but they also felt warm when he held them.
………
(End of this chapter)
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