who killed my cat

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Seeing Xiaozhao looking at Xu Xun who sneered coldly outside, he broke out in a cold sweat: "Oh my God! Brother Xun looks like a high-powered anti-social element."

On the other side, Wu Wei, who was a little older, patted Xiaozhao on the shoulder: "You don't understand, do you? This Liu Qinghe came from a poor farmer. He is the only college student in their village. He has been a family member since childhood. In a big city, people have repeatedly looked down on him and made drugs*drugs for money. Don’t look at him before, he must have killed us hundreds of times in his heart. Now you brother Xu, secretly changing the concept, confusing the audiovisual, Get closer to him. Hey, I don't know who he is learning from."

"It is said that Xiao Xu is planning to go abroad to study a degree in criminal psychology, but it seems that he was stopped by the old Gu team halfway and abducted to our city bureau."

Xu Xun looked down in the interrogation room: "As for you, Liu Qinghe, a handyman, what's the difference with those worker ants who can be abandoned by higher-ups at any time?"

"This police officer, you..."

Before Liu Qinghe could continue, Xu Xun tapped his fingers on the metal table and said, "There is no difference."

"Liu Qinghe. In their eyes, you are just an insignificant ant."

As he spoke, he took out a few photos from the kraft paper bag. It was the anti-drug case in which he was suspended last month.There are several corpses inside, with protruding eyes, foaming at the mouth, and distorted expressions that can no longer be seen.

Looking at these pictures, Liu Qinghe's complexion was ashen.Xu Xun asked: "Why, do you know each other?"

"No...don't know. Don't know"

Xu Xun shook his legs, with a leisurely expression: "These people belong to the suspects who made methamphetamine in the family workshop in the urban-village junction. But when we tracked them down, they already had this kind of virtue. You must know What's the matter with them... Yeah, a full 2000mg of meth intake per person. Quick death. Of course, the executioner walked too fast and missed his feet. Finally, I shot him to death. The body seems not yet Sent to be cremated, do you want to meet old friends?"

"You...fuck...fuck...don't scare people. I don't know any old friends. I'm not on the same path as him." Logically speaking, Liu Qinghe's rhythm should not be interrupted so easily, but Xu Look for information revealed inside and outside the words.Let him feel that his private message was known by his superiors and has been abandoned.

"Isn't it on the same road? What about your road? On the road of socialism with Chinese characteristics?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything!"

"Really. Believe it or not, I will let you out of the city bureau. In three days, I guarantee you will die." At the moment of speaking, Xu Xun's aura was fully opened, and the so-called righteousness was wrapped in a broad murderous aura.It made Liu Qinghe who was opposite him tremble with fright.

It was like the man opposite, with his fangs out, his face had the cold light of a wolf.Then, Xu Xun added: "You know these people, right?"

Liu Qinghe's spirit has faintly collapsed: "Those people don't care about us at all, they will kill us if they say so. Let me explain. We buy raw materials at a bar called Qinhuai Misty Rain, but I really don't do these things anymore. I will live forever Yizhi, but forced by life, I have to engage in egg trading. Those girls are all voluntary, and there is no physical harm, at most, they just have a stomachache for two days."

The criminal policeman outside gritted his teeth: "This bastard..."

"It's the Holy Love Hospital. I really don't know the rest. As for that Chu Qing, he begged me on his own initiative. I reluctantly agreed to him because he is my younger brother and didn't accept any other private work for him. "

"Anyone else's house? Besides Li Yiyan, how many other houses are there, tell me!"

"I said, I said. I'll write it for you!" Liu Qinghe waved his hand on the table, indicating that he could write it down for you.

Drugs, egg black market.This is a cross-border criminal field, but it is cleverly combined...Why?Is it a coincidence, or... is there something in the dark that says they are connected in series.

Xu Xun couldn't figure it out for a while.

Watching Liu Qinghe finish writing in a hurry, he handed it in with the expression of a middle school student teaching homework to the teacher.

Xu Xun showed a satisfied smile, and said in a soft voice: "I have some good news for you. Our investigators found a piece of glass near your garbage dump, and when put together, it is almost equipped with the key equipment of methamphetamine. Not only are there unidentified Completely purified ephedrine. There are still your fingerprints and residual DNA on the mouth of the bottle."

Liu Qinghe's expression was gradually controlled, distorted into a hideous look.

"Once again, on behalf of the Municipal Bureau, I wish you a fulfilling, happy and long life in prison."

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The sky is as poignant as a legendary altar, and the setting sun sleeps in a pool of congealed blood.

The crooning of the cello lingers quietly in the high-end villas, and the melodious melody is at the player's fingertips.There is a rosebush outside the window facing the performer, but in the winter night, it has become a decadence that no one praises, and only unknown birds are willing to stop and sing for it.

The player's slender fingertips rubbed against the strings, but were immediately held by the listener's hand.

He put down the qin gently, and asked in a low voice, "Sister is asleep?"

The visitor took his hand and placed a light kiss on the back of his hand.Platinum-blond long hair hung down in strands, and after hearing the luthier's question, he gently wrapped his arms around his waist, at first glance as if he was going to dance a waltz with the moonlight. "Oh? You actually recognize her as a sister. My Lucifer."

The luthier didn't make any resistance, but just whispered: "I'm not Lucifer. The grown-up in my heart is."

The other party said that the hand on his waist was tightened, and his deep voice was like a spell cast by a devil: "Everyone has his own Lucifer in his heart, just like everyone has his own Jehovah in his heart." He said with his fingers Sliding across the other party's hair, whispered next to the luthier: "The black hair and black eyes of your orientals match hell really well."

"Don't you have business to deal with?"

"I won't work for that old man. I'm not crazy. Most of our generation are businessmen. Send this batch of goods back to Hawaii and we'll go back. Do you agree?"

The luthier nodded meekly, and leaned against the visitor's shoulder, with a subtle sneer at the corner of his mouth.

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About why there was no update yesterday?Because I went to participate in the military parade (bushi), I have one of those pigeons, cuckoo!I have never seen such a shameless person.JPG