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As night comes, everything is silent.

In a gloomy house in Peking City.

There were two figures standing here, and there was no light in the room, just a faint moonlight projected from outside.

With the help of the moonlight, you can see the appearance of these two figures: one is short and thin, and the other is burly and majestic.

Short and thin, wearing a straw hat.

He looked at the figure standing in front of the window and said hesitantly: "Young Master, this matter has been a hot topic now. Do you want to continue?"

"What do you think?"

The burly and majestic man had a pair of fierce sword eyebrows and a very majestic face. He heard the old man's words, and he said expressionlessly.

"I have said before that I will not let go. I will let them return the humiliation and harm they brought to me back a hundred times! No one can escape! I will not give them a chance!"

"But they were not those people back then!" The dwarf struggled a little.

"What, do you sympathize with them?" the man raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

"It's not sympathy. I don't care about their lives. What I care about is your safety. Did you hear the wind? When you plundered Bai Mudan that night, a rickshaw driver saw it. Now the people in the security department are looking for the witness. As long as they find it, they will definitely follow the clues to find you."

When the short man said this, he was a little excited and his eyes turned red. "Young Master, I promised the master to take good care of you. Although I am not by your side now, when you come back, don't I come to help you with your work?"

"Young Master, you can't continue to do this. If you do it, you will definitely not be able to escape."

"What do you mean?" the man asked in silence for a while.

"Let's go, hurry up and leave Beiping City now! Don't come back!" said the dwarf quickly.

"Leave? Hehe!"

After hearing this, the man laughed at himself and said coldly: "I won't leave like this. I've left once and I will never run away in a panic again."

"I have decided on this matter. Aren't they looking for the rickshaw driver? Yes, I did see a rickshaw driver at the intersection, but so what? They have to find it."

"I'll leave this to you. I want the rickshaw driver to die. He must die before the police find him! Of course, if you don't want to, I'll do it myself!"

"Young Master, do you know who the rickshaw driver is?" The short man was a little surprised.

"Yes, I know who he is. His name is Wang Dali. He lives in Zhuchang Hutong. You can do this immediately. I will die tonight!" The man said with a ruthless look on his face.

"Okay, Master, I'll do it!"

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Zhucang Hutong.

A somewhat dilapidated house here is Wang Dali's home.

Although he is already in his thirties, he has not gotten married and had children. He is a bachelor who is full of food and his whole family is not hungry.

After returning from Ma Wu, he never left the house and did not dare to leave.

He always felt that there was danger outside, his mind was in chaos, and he slept in a daze.

Only after waking up will I come back to my senses.

"Since Detective Chu from the Security Bureau is already responsible for this case, I believe that I will be able to catch the murderer soon. As long as I can catch the murderer, I should be fine!"

After scratching his head, Wang Dali got up from the bed after figuring out this. At this time, a roar came from his stomach. He hadn't eaten for most of the day, and he was so hungry that he felt panicked.

I opened the pot and bowl and looked at it. There was nothing to eat, so I could only go outside to find something to put it on.

Putting on his clothes, Wang Dali pushed the door out.

At this moment, the Zhulong Hunting Alley was quiet, a bit terrible.

The residents here all rested early. Even if there was a little noise, they could not stop the lonely insects.

Walking in the alley, with the reflection of the moonlight, you can see your figure dragging out on the ground for a long time.

There seemed to be a gloomy and terrifying aura in the air.

Wang Dali, who had walked here for countless times before, suddenly felt a chill in his neck. He subconsciously shrank and accelerated his pace.

There was a stall selling food at the corner ahead. Thinking of the fragrant leek wontons, his stomach became more and more hungry.

At this moment, a figure suddenly came from the entrance of the alley.

The moment he saw this figure, Wang Dali took a more instinctive look. It was just like this that he realized something was wrong.

It’s okay if a person is wearing a black and dark person at night. The key is that the other person is wearing a felt hat, and the brim of the hat is pressed down hard, so he can’t see the other person’s face at all.

Seeing this, Wang Dali, who was already feeling a little guilty, turned his head and walked back.

He is now like a frightened bird. No matter who the other party is, as long as he wants to get close, he will think that the other party is the murderer and subconsciously chooses to avoid it.

And just as he turned around and ran away, the figure actually began to chase after him.

When Wang Guang glanced at this, he still didn't understand that he was in danger!

This guy is very likely the murderer of the corpse dismemberment case!

No!

This person is obviously not as tall as that man. Could it be that the murderer sent him?

Yes, it must have been the murderer who sent him to silence him!

Wang Dali, who thought about this in an instant, ran back without daring to turn his head. Now he just wanted to run home and close the door.

call out!

At this moment, the figure behind her suddenly swung her arm and a dart shot out like lightning.

But Wang Dali happened to stagger and just let him go.

"Damn it!"

The mysterious man in black cursed and then shot out another dart, landing on Wang Dali's leg, who was so painful that he fell to the ground.

The mysterious man gradually approached.

With the help of the moonlight, Wang Dali vaguely saw that the other party was an old man, his eyes were full of horror. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't kill me, uncle, please don't kill me, have you recognized the wrong person? I'm just suffering, I have no money!"

Call for help?

He wanted to shout for help, but when he thought that he really dared to shout the first sound, he might die immediately, so Wang Dali didn't shout.

His eyes immediately looked over with some hope, hoping that the other party had recognized the wrong person.

"Are your name Wang Dali?"

The old man learned about the target's appearance before coming over. He just glanced at it in the faint moonlight and vaguely felt it was, so he took action decisively when he saw the other party turning around and running.

Now he naturally wants to confirm this.

Don't kill the wrong person, it will be useless.

"I am! No, no, I am not!" Wang Dali suddenly thought something was wrong and quickly denied it.

He kept shaking his hands hard, his eyes full of begging, and the dart on his legs was deep enough to reach the bones and blood dripped.

"no?"

The blurred old man looked down at him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think it's enough to not admit it? Do you think I can't recognize you if I don't admit it? You are Wang Dali! Since you have proved your true self, it's time to send you on your way!"

The old man had no intention of talking nonsense at all. A third dart appeared between his fingers, preparing to send him on his way.

Wang Dali's face was frightened, as if he saw Hei Wuchang walking towards him. He was so scared that he pissed his pants, and a very unpleasant smell of urine filled the air.

Bang!

When the old man thought he was sure to win and Wang Dali thought he was going to die, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

In the darkness, the bullet shot out like a terrifying fog, accurately hitting the old man's wrist. The powerful lethality brought by the hot weapons made the old man's wrist a blood mist on the spot.

"ah!"

The old man let out a miserable scream, took a few steps back and fell to the ground, his forehead was instantly covered with sweat, and his whole body curled up like a wounded wild dog, rolling in pain.

Wang Dali sat down almost dull, watching this scene full of shock.

"I'm not dead?"

Just as he was shocked, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and soon several figures rushed over. While surrounding the two of them, Huarong quickly pulled the old man's arm backwards.

He ignored the old man's bloody right hand and directly copied him!

"It's you!"

When Huarong took off her hat and saw the old man's appearance clearly, she was full of shock.

He raised his head in disbelief and reported to Chu Mufenghui who was slowly walking over: "Section Chief, this guy is Cui Laoshi!"

It was Chu Mufeng who fired the gun just now!
To be continued...