Xu Chen only felt as if a cool breeze was blowing from behind his buttocks, reaching his large intestine.
Scary, so scary.
He has to re-evaluate the captain as a person.
"But wouldn't that be life-threatening?"
Fan Er shook his head. "No, the pain is only in the abdomen. It won't cause any damage to the internal organs. However, this medicine does have a side effect..."
"What side effects?"
Looking at Xu Chen's innocent face, Fan Er and Ma San looked at each other.
"Well, it's inhumane..."
Xu Chen didn't understand again, "What do you mean by inhumane?"
Fan Er was a little embarrassed, but still explained, "Haha, kid. You just can't do that."
Xu Chen was a little puzzled. Why were these two people still beating around the bush? Couldn't they be more straightforward? "That thing? What is it?"
Fan Er and Ma San looked at Xu Chen's innocent expression and tried hard to hold back their laughter.
"How old are you, young man?"
"Twenty!"
"Oh, when did you join the army?"
"Eighteen years old! This is already my third year in the military!"
"Oh, are you dating? Have you mentioned your wife?"
"Um, not yet."
"Well, brothers, let me tell you, that's something you can only do if you have a wife. You'll know when you get married!"
Xu Chen's face flushed red.
He suddenly felt like a fool.
Fan Er and Ma San couldn't bear to tease him anymore. It was fun for two men in their thirties to tease a young man, but it couldn't interfere with their business.
"Okay, we have to get to work."
"The captain said to put him in the incinerator and lock the door. Don't show your face so he can see our facial features."
Fan Er nodded, "No problem, but tell the people from your team outside to stay away. I think this guy will start yelling soon, so stay away or it will be too noisy."
"Why don't we just tie his mouth and let him scream?"
"Oh, yes."
Xu Chen looked around and found that apart from the clothes on Wang Xueqing's body, there was nothing else that could be used to tie him up.
He tore Wang Xueqing's inner clothes into pieces, tied them around Wang Xueqing's mouth, and tied his hands and feet.
"Okay, Ma San, put his pants back on and throw him in the incinerator. We can go to sleep now. We can get up in five o'clock. It's only eleven now."
"Well, little brother, do you want to come with us? Or do you want to go over there and join the other soldiers?"
Xu Chen thought about it and decided to leave first. "Brothers, I'm going to go over there. I'll come back when it's time."
Although this crematorium had never been used, he felt sick at the thought of burning people to death there.
"OK."
Xu Chen quickly left the crematorium and went to the special operations team's lounge.
At this time, Beijing was in chaos.
No one could find Wang Xueqing.
Zhao Yanxiang was walking back and forth at the front desk, Wang Jishen was drunk like a drunk and wouldn't wake up no matter how much he was called, and Wang Xueqing simply disappeared.
"Sister Xiang, when Mr. Song left, he specifically told us to go to the private room to check on the boss, but when we got there, he wasn't there at all. We thought he'd gone to the bathroom, but we didn't see him there either. We searched the entire restaurant but couldn't find him."
"Are there any customers eating here now?"
"No one. The last table had already left when you arrived more than ten minutes ago."
"What were Mr. Song and Mr. Yan like when they left? Did they drink?"
"Yes, Sister Xiang. Xiaoying served in the private room for a while and drank a lot. When Mr. Song and Mr. Yan left, they were staggering and almost fell at the stairs. Only Mr. Song, who was wearing a military uniform, was better, but he kept rubbing his forehead."
"I see... Then where on earth did Xueqing go?"
"Sister Xiang, we've searched all the private rooms on the second and third floors, but we can't find anyone. We've even searched the area a hundred or two hundred meters outside the hotel, but we still can't see anyone."
Zhao Yanxiang sat down on a chair in the hall. Could it be that Wang Xueqing went to his lover's place?
It's not impossible.
Whatever, a quiet night is a good night. If you can't find it, just go find it.
"Alright, stop looking. He's such a big living person, we can't get him lost. You guys should pack up and close the shop. Wang Jin, take Ji Shen and come back with me."
Zhao Yanxiang put on her clothes, looked at Wang Jishen on the sofa, and shook her head.
"Okay, Sister Xiang."
crematorium.
At 4:30 in the morning, Fan Er got up and went outside the incinerator. He heard sounds of struggling and faint groans inside.
He turned around and called Ma San. After a while, Xu Chen also came, but he did not go into the house. He listened to the noise in the corridor.
Fan Er and Ma San covered their faces with scarves and went outside the incinerator.
All they heard was the person inside moving more and more vigorously and moaning louder and louder. The two looked at each other and knew it was time.
When the lid of the incinerator was opened, it was discovered that Wang Xueqing, who was lying inside, had his clothes soaked with cold sweat, and the blue veins on his forehead showed his pain.
This feeling is ten times more painful than giving birth.
Wang Xueqing raised his head with all his strength, looked at the two masked men outside in horror, and mumbled something.
The two men remained unmoved, and his hands and feet were tied up, and he lay there squirming like a maggot.
There were three big words written on the wall: "Crematorium". Wang Xueqing was so scared that his heart was pounding. After a while, he wet his pants. A fishy smell filled the small space.
Fan Er spoke, but his voice had obviously changed a lot, "Boss Wang! Long time no see!"
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