Chapter 12 Means

Chu Weizheng didn’t like nonsense, so he fired a shot as soon as he entered the room, scaring everyone to hold their heads and scream to avoid the bullet.

However, he aimed at the bed leg, and no one was shot.

Everyone came to their senses, huddled together nervously, and looked at him with full vigilance.

Xu Meihe, who was closest to the impact of the ion bullet, was almost scared to tears, her eyes were red, and she couldn’t speak.

The second wife was a little bolder, patting her chest and questioning: "Are you A Feng from the Chu family? You will be punished for shooting casually like this!"

Chu Weizheng looked at the old woman coldly.

He is not a policeman.

He is a living ghost messenger who walks between the Yin and Yang worlds. In order to avoid accidents when on duty, the office has applied for guns for each of them.

However...

their sidearms are not ordinary guns, but modified guns with runes added to them, which are used to deal with fierce ghosts and fierce monsters.

The office does not restrict them from using bullets. The only requirement is that after using them up, they must remember to find Liang Hongye in time to engrave runes on new bullets, otherwise ordinary bullets will be ineffective against ghosts.

Therefore, Chu Weizheng did not violate the rules when he fired this shot, but it could instantly shock this group of people with ulterior motives.

He blew on the hot muzzle of the gun: "It missed."

The second wife was annoyed and asked: "Who do you want to hit?"

He walked to the bed leg, leaned over, and his voice was full of coldness: "Grandpa Liang has turned into a fierce ghost. You should be careful. He loves Mr. Liang the most. He will definitely find the murderer and take that person to hell."

What? The second wife subconsciously glanced at her husband. The guilty feeling at that moment could not escape Chu Weizheng's eyes.

He stroked the bed leg, and his slender fingers exerted a little force.

The bullet was embedded in the stainless steel bed leg, and it had been twisted and deformed, and was abnormally hot.

But he directly picked it out with his bare hands.

The strength was incredible.

He blew on it, threw the bullet into the air, and walked away.

The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground echoed behind him, and he snorted: "Of course, you can also ask me for help. My fees are very fair and I don't cheat anyone."

After Chu Weizheng left, Liang Youmin quickly picked up the bullet on the ground and took a look: "He is not Chu Xiangfeng, he is Chu Weizheng."

The second wife didn't believe it and screamed: "Don't listen to his farts, what kind of powerful ghost, it's absolutely impossible!"

Liang Youmin stood up and handed the bullet to the second wife: "There are runes engraved on it! I have seen the same bullet at Liang Hongye's place! This is specially used to deal with powerful ghosts!"

The second wife took a look and it was true!

She was so scared that her face turned pale and her breathing was rapid.

Second Master Liang Guosheng quickly patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. Dad died of excessive grief. How could he become a powerful ghost? Maybe the kid from the Chu family was hunting down other powerful ghosts and deliberately scaring people."

That's right, this is a hospital, and no one knows how many people die every day.

Second Madam breathed a sigh of relief and quickly threw the bullet away.

The people in the room finally realized another problem.

"Who called Chu Weizheng here?"

Xu Meihe felt guilty, but she also knew that the opportunity to live again was very rare, and she had to help Liang Xinxin stabilize the situation.

Otherwise, the handsome ghost messenger just now would throw her back to the gates of hell!

She took a deep breath and tried to make herself look particularly arrogant.

He raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "I asked Ah Min to go, so what? Do you want to see you fighting in the hospital? People who don't know would think that you were jealous of Xinxin's inheritance, so you killed Dad and Big Brother!"

Now everyone was silent.

Strange, Third Madam Xu Meihe is really strange.

If it were in the past, she would definitely be more active than the Second Madam, and she would like to give all the Liang family's property to her family.

But now she actually...

Did she really encounter a ghost?

Or was she possessed by the ghost of the old man?

! ! ! It's really possible!

Maybe Chu Weizheng aimed at the soul of the old man, but unfortunately the old man possessed it!

No wonder the bullet went off the mark!

He didn't want to hurt a living person by mistake.

The bullet hole happened to be next to Xu Meihe!

The clues matched up!

No one dared to make trouble now. Before finding out Xu Meihe's background, it's better to keep a low profile, at least until after the funeral.

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Chu Weizhen returned to Liang Xinxin's bedside, but she was slow to wake up.

The footsteps outside the door came and went. The Liang family must be preparing for the funeral.

Unfortunately, no one came to visit Liang Xinxin, and no one told her what she should do or when to keep vigil in front of the coffin.

It was as if she didn't exist at all.

Chu Weizhen couldn't stand them, so he got up and went out: "Mom, take good care of her."

"Where are you going?" Zhuo Ying was a little worried. The Liang family was now like a pool of muddy water, and it was not easy to wade in.

Chu Wei Zheng turned around, glanced at the beautiful girl who was in a coma, and said only two words: "Help her."

As for how to help, whether he would help alone or find a few more helpers, he was in no mood to explain.

Zhuo Ying was a considerate mother. She didn't ask any more questions, but just reminded him: "A Zheng, you must be careful!"

Chu Wei Zheng nodded, turned around and left.

In the past, it was A Feng who pretended to be him, but now? He didn't mind fighting back.

He went back to the villa, took A Feng's uniform and put it on. It happened that he also had a gun, which was enough to confuse the real with the fake.

He went to Sir Zhong's house to inquire about the situation.

Sir Zhong was angry with Chu Xiangfeng. Yesterday, he called him to come over to discuss something, but he didn't come!

He couldn't help but feel angry and his face was very bad.

Chu Weizheng was too lazy to try to make him happy, so he said directly: "The cousin of the Liang family is my future sister-in-law. I want to help my brother investigate the two car accidents of the Liang family. Any clues? Tell me."

Sir Zhong was a white, fat, middle-aged man of medium height.

He laughed angrily: "Are you asking me to do something? Or are you ordering me to do something?"

Chu Weizheng looked down on this unkempt middle-aged man, and didn't want to flatter him. He just said with a dark face: "It seems that you don't want to see your father."

Sir Zhong suddenly became nervous: "What did you say? I want to see him, can you help me?"

"My brother can, wait until the Qingming Festival." Chu Weizheng said coldly, "Clues?"

"Come with me."

Half an hour later, Chu Weizheng left Sir Zhong's house and went to an abandoned warehouse at the dock.

Sure enough, the two missing bodyguards were found there.

One was squatting on the ground eating a lunch box, and the other was counting money.

The one counting the money was in a good mood, but suddenly his head felt cold, and a cold gun barrel was pressed against his forehead.

He quickly raised his hand: "Sir, I didn't do anything wrong, don't arrest me."

"Where did the money come from?" Chu Weizheng still pointed the gun at his head.

The bodyguard didn't want to say anything, and nervously glanced at the one eating behind him, cold sweat pouring down.

The one eating also reacted and wanted to help, but as soon as he put down the lunch box, he was kicked in the chest, and the pain made him sweat coldly, kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.

The one counting the money was panicked.

Having never seen such powerful cops, Chu Weizheng had to confess the truth: "Sir, your colleague came here just now, and we also said that this is hush money."

As for who gave it, they didn't say.

Anyway, the salary of cops is not high, and it is easy to bribe them.

He wanted to use the same trick again, and asked: "Sir, how much do you want, we can discuss it."

Chu Weizheng had guessed long ago that the last batch of cops didn't ask anything, most of them were bribed.

He exerted force on his hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun a little closer, and asked: "Who gave it?"

The bodyguard wanted to make a roundabout way, but Chu Weizheng directly elbowed him and made him fall to the ground in pain.

The bodyguards were dumbfounded. There are actually cops in the world that they can't bribe?

Damn it!

If he continued to resist, he would surely be in even more trouble. The bodyguard had no choice but to gasp and confess: "It's... it's the second wife's brother from her mother's family."

Chu Weizheng thought it was true.

He asked again: "Will?"

"The second wife and her friends stole it and burned it on the spot." The bodyguard grimaced in pain.

He thought he would be let off if he cooperated, but the two were knocked unconscious one after another, tied up and thrown into the back seat of the car.

Chu Weizheng took them to the office.

He had to meet with the master, so he chained the two men up and left them next to a stone pillar in the hill.

He turned around and hurried to the hospital where the master was.

The ward was empty and the master was nowhere to be found.

Chu Weizheng quickly asked Shuzai to help him tell a fortune.

"On the other side of the water." Shuzai refused to say it directly, and was very calm.

Chu Weizheng knew that Shuzai, a charlatan, could not reveal too many secrets in one day, so he could only remind him in a tactful way.

But this was enough.

He knew what industries the Liang family had.

Those related to water, wouldn't they be shipping logistics companies and warehouses at the docks?

But there are several docks in the Hong Kong River, and the Liang family also has several fleets.

After thinking it over, he came to the most mixed side of the Hong Kong River.

The fleets and warehouses are all fat pieces of meat, and they will definitely be targeted by the other three families, which is not safe.

Then there is only one possibility left.

This is a dock for mainlanders to come here, and it is also an important place for gang fighting.

If Mr. Da wants to conceal his whereabouts, he should choose a secluded place.

But there is an advantage here - there are a lot of idle people.

If he needs someone to run errands and pass on a message, this is the most convenient and least likely to be noticed.

Moreover, he can save a few people from the mainland, give them some benefits, and let them work for him.

But where is Mr. Da's hiding place?

He should still have injuries on his body. Is he in the hospital near the pier?

No, the hospital is also easy to expose his whereabouts because there are too many locals.

Then it can only be a temporary shelter for mainlanders.

It was not far from the pier, so he hurried over.

His brother was there too.

The two brothers stared at each other and passed each other in silence.

Chu Xiangfeng frowned and quickly grabbed Chu Weizhen's shoulder.

He brushed the dust off his shoulders and narrowed his eyes and said, "Wear my clothes?"

Chu Weizheng ignored him, slapped his hand away, and walked straight inside.

Chu Xiangfeng chased after him.

Chu Weizheng stopped at the door of the most remote room in the corner and held the door handle. Chu Xiangfeng

hurriedly stopped him: "What are you going to do?"

Chu Weizheng took out his gun, and he did the same.

His eyes were full of excitement and joy.

It's here, it's finally here, brothers sniping against each other, it's exciting to think about it!

But Chu Weizheng refused to fulfill his wish, and suddenly bent down and covered his stomach, as if in pain.

Chu Xiangfeng was so scared that he quickly put down his gun and stepped forward to help him.

As soon as he took his arm, Chu Xiangfeng was grabbed by the neck by him and chopped with a palm knife, knocking him unconscious.

Chu Weizheng stood up expressionlessly, carried his unconscious brother on his back, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The bodyguard's voice came from inside.

Chu Weizheng glanced at his sleeping brother and said, "A Feng."

With a creak, the door opened.

Chu Weizheng added three words at the right time: "——'s brother."