Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Tan Jie shuddered all over. He stared at the closed bedroom door and held his breath.

boom!

He suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly took a step back.

He lowered his head, and the phone fell to the floor, the screen exploded.

An ominous omen.

Tan Jie's eyes suddenly turned red. He quickly picked up the phone and sent a message for help to He Wei with fingers that were trembling uncontrollably.

Keep pressing, keep pressing the wrong button.

If it’s wrong, delete it, edit it; if it’s wrong, delete it, edit it, repeat over and over again.

As he listened to the footsteps approaching outside the door, his fear grew.

blah blah blah!

A tear fell on the screen, blurring the vision.

Tan Jie felt extremely useless.

They are both adult males, so why are Captain He and Mr. Bai, who are only a few years older than him, always fearless in the face of danger, but why is it that he... doesn't even have the ability to control his body from shaking?

Press the Send key.

Tan Jie raised his hand to wipe away the tears in front of his eyes and on the screen.

Click.

He raised his head sharply and watched the round handle on the door turn slowly.

He didn't lock the door!

It’s about to open!

It’s about to open!

The murderer is coming!

Tan Jie's legs went weak and he took several steps back towards the closet behind him.

Just as he was about to push against the cabinet door, a hand reached out from behind and pressed his shoulder!

Tan Jie's neck was stiff, and his eyes glanced at the cabinet door that had been opened at some point.

He opened his mouth, but the hand covered it before he could speak!

Immediately afterwards, Tan Jie's body lightened and he was pushed into the closet by the owner of the hand.

With his heartbeat so tense that it was about to explode, Tan Jie opened his eyes.

He Wei turned around, grabbed the door panel that had just opened a crack, and kicked the man outside the door in the waist and abdomen!

The loud explosion broke the silence of the night, and the unprepared Lin Qiang was thrown out heavily.

Suddenly, there was a commotion all around!

When Lin Qiang opened his eyes, three teams of three boys were standing around him, aiming their black guns at him.

The lightning-fast action stunned the frightened Tan Jie.

He was trembling slightly and was about to come out of the closet to ask Howie if it was over and he didn't have to act anymore when the wooden board he was leaning against behind him moved.

Tan Jie twisted his neck tremblingly and looked up. There was actually a gray gap on the top of the wooden board, which should have been tightly closed.

He widened his eyes in disbelief, and the next second, two glowing white fingers stretched out from the gap and gripped the wooden board hard, as if trying to press the board down completely with brute force.

"what!!!!"

As the wooden board was pressed down completely, Tan Jie tilted his body and fell out of the closet.

He turned over and saw Bai Jianan walking out of the closet calmly.

"Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai?"

Tan Jie didn't know whether his eyes were blurry or the whole day's roller coaster experience had made him lose his mind. He imagined that Mr. Bai would come, and the illusion really came.

Bai Jianan looked down at Tan Jie, who was crying and sobbing, and extended his hand to him.

"Are you ok?"

Tan Jie stared blankly at the hand extended to him.

The white and slender fingers with short and clean nails are exactly the same as the fingers that just stretched out from the gap.

This is not an illusion.

Tan Jie pursed his trembling lips, and tears of survival instantly filled his eyes.

"Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai!"

The cries of grievance were endless.

He Wei turned around and pushed open the door. Inside the room, Tan Jie was holding Bai Jianan, looking up to the sky and crying.

Bai Jianan saw He Wei, looked at his furrowed brows, and smiled in an attempt to gain understanding.

In this situation, the three kids who were handcuffed with Lin Qiang looked at each other as if they had just seen a good show.

Han Yang crossed his arms over his chest, looking at He Wei's back, while stepping on Lin Qiang who was lying on the ground and twisting his body in an attempt to escape.

"The boss is such a pitiful man."

Shang Siwen nodded in agreement: "Really."

The sour smell was about to break through the roof, and we could only watch and not stop it.

Suddenly, He Wei turned around and glared at them: "You have nothing to do, right?"

The three little ones were startled and immediately bent down to pull up Lin Qiang, preparing to go downstairs.

Seeing this, Bai Ji'an immediately patted Tan Jie, signaling him to let him go.

Bai Ji'an walked past He Wei and came to Lin Qiang.

"Wait." He Wei pulled over Bai Ji'an's half-extended hand, "I'll do it."

Bai Jianan looked up at He Wei, then glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window to his right.

He naturally stroked He Wei's back and said with a smile, "Come here."

While everyone was focusing their attention on He Wei's hands as he was searching him, Bai Jianan quietly moved to his right side and used his body to separate He Wei from the glass window.

Keys, revolver and black and white spade chips.

Howe opened the cylinder, poured out the 357 Magnum inside and turned it between his fingertips.

Unlike the numbered bullet that killed Zheng Ting, these bullets were not stolen from the shooting club.

Howe put the bullets and pistol into evidence bags.

He stared at Lin Qiang and suddenly wanted to ask him what exactly Li Ren and the others had done to hinder him.

The professional killer who had been lurking for three years wanted to make a retreat and just resign and leave quietly, so why did they have to frame them?

Now, even if they are cleared of all charges, it is a fact that the shooting club failed to manage live ammunition properly, and they must bear the corresponding legal responsibilities.

He Wei sighed deeply and waved to the three little ones.

"take away."

"Wait a moment."

Bai Jianan shook the black and white chip between his index and middle fingers, and under the gaze of everyone, he put it into Lin Qiang's right chest pocket.

"Back to you."

He looked at Lin Qiang and smiled gently.

Lin Qiang frowned at the meaningful attitude.

Bai Ji'an.

He remembered this person.

He once brought a beautiful Russian woman to the club and was an excellent shot.

He noticed him and investigated him with his companions.

However, it turns out that he is neither the "Red-crowned Crane" they have been looking for, nor has he anything to do with the "King of Spades".

I have never been a soldier, nor a policeman.

The information is easy to find and has a clear structure, with no signs of tampering, and can be said to be seamless.

Lin Qiang looked at Bai Jianan deeply.

A pool of clear water.

Is it really clear, or is it your cognitive limitations that make you think it is clear?

The three little ones led their people downstairs, and Bai Ji'an turned around and waved to Tan Jie, who had regained his composure.

He Wei looked back at the two people at the end and deliberately slowed down his pace.

"Are you still weak in the knees?"

Tan Jie met He Wei's gaze head-on.

The restrained but not intense feeling of oppression made him suddenly nervous.

Looking back, it seemed that Captain He started looking at him with his chin down ever since he hugged Mr. Bai and cried because he was too scared.

To avoid being seen, Tan Jie lowered his head deeply.

But Captain He’s resentment was too strong. Even without using his eyes to see, his skin could feel the arrows poking at his head.