"If there's blood, let's follow it." Coincidentally, there was a fork in the road ahead, saving the two of them time deciding which way to go.
After Ye Wanying finished speaking, she walked directly to the upper right. Many times, a woman's strong sixth sense is terrifyingly accurate!
Gouzi was truly impressed. He had been worried that if his superior had involved his sister-in-law in the plan, it might not only fail to save anyone but also become a burden.
But then the situation took an unexpected turn, and it seemed like I was the one dragging others down!
I'm so ashamed...
Ye Wanying was able to participate directly in the plan because An Teng received a call from the Gu and Ye families. Otherwise, how could he have allowed someone outside the military to participate in an internal plan so casually?
Ye Wanying probably guessed this, otherwise, she might have been left waiting in that haunted house by Andeng long ago.
The Gu and Ye families must have investigated everything about themselves privately. Even if Gao Dan handled the XX Wharf incident back then, if the two families really wanted to know something, they could still find out everything.
Power!
Since ancient times, this has been something that every human being has strived to obtain!
Often, power can indeed bring people necessary conveniences that ordinary people can't even imagine.
Clang... Clang... Clang....
Upon hearing the sound, Ye Wanying grabbed Gouzi's arm and instantly rolled into the bushes beside her.
Sure enough... an old man, probably in his fifties or sixties, came out pushing a dilapidated pedicab.
Gouzi blinked and exclaimed:
"The bags are gone." I clearly saw the truck was full of them before! Gouzi didn't doubt his eyesight; they were so big, there was no way he could have been mistaken!
Ye Wanying narrowed her eyes again, her gaze scrutinizing, lost in thought. She kept rubbing her chin with her fingers. After a while, just as Gouzi was about to lose his temper:
"Hold him down, don't let him make a sound."
Forehead?
A figure leaped swiftly and disappeared into the bushes.
The old man pushed his tricycle closer and closer, and the smell of blood grew stronger.
He looked quite happy, and was even humming a Huangmei opera tune.
But the next instant... he was suddenly shoved to the ground by someone who appeared beside him: "What...?" Before he could even utter the word "who," he was already pinned to the ground by Gou Zi, his arms twisted behind his back, and his neck gripped by Gou Zi's hand. He quickly began to gasp for breath...
"If you dare move again, I'll break your neck!"
The old man had resigned himself to his fate and given up struggling. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't. So, he could only choose to endure.
Ye Wanying emerged from the bushes, and Gouzi, seeing her, said, "Sister-in-law, we've detained the person."
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying responded softly, then slowly walked over and squatted down in front of the old man: "The body has been buried, right?"
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the old man's flushed face changed, and Gouzi loosened his grip slightly, enough to make the old man speak clearly:
"What...what are you saying? I don't understand. I just came here to dump the waste."
Ha... They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin!
"Tie him up and put him in custody!" These words were naturally spoken to Gouzi.
"Hey, I just happened to have a rope with me when I got off the bus. Does that count as precognition?"
After the old man was completely tied up, Ye Wanying glanced at him coldly before bending down to tie a knot in the hem of her bright red dress, and taking off her high heels, which she carried in her hands.
Let's go!
High heels are not suitable for crime scenes.
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