Chapter 100 Why don’t you draw a baboon!

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"Say it." Zhang Ming looked at the panicked Qian Dajiang in front of him with a smile of success.

This is often the case with people. As long as there is a bigger crisis, all the things he has taken care of will be broken by his own hands.

"Lu Da and I met when we were washing feet." After Qian Dajiang thought for a moment, he decided to start with his relationship with Lu Da.

"Lyda is a lecherous person. According to him, he has played with not only one or two thousand but also seven or eight hundred chickens..."

"Tell me the important point!" Zhang Ming interrupted Qian Dajiang impatiently.

"Yes, yes." Qian Dajiang lowered his head, tried his best to wipe the sweat on his forehead with his hands, and continued, "He told me that day that he wanted to find a college girl to play with. I also advised him not to cause trouble, and he said it was over Just give me money from the future, and you want me not to be so cowardly, saying that life is only a few decades long, you should have fun when you should have fun, and don't regret it when you get old..." As he said that, Qian Dajiang raised his eyes He secretly glanced at Zhang Ming.

"Then what?!" Zhang Ming's face was frighteningly gloomy.

"Then..." Zhang Ming's stern question made Qian Dajiang tremble, "Then I asked him, how could people like us with no money, no power, and no looks get a college student... Lu Da He said he had a solution and just asked me to wait for the news."

"Later..." Qian Dajiang paused and continued, "Later, he told me that the matter was half done, and there was still a final step, and he asked me if I would like to join him... When I heard that there was a way Son, he agreed. I asked him what else he needed to do. He said that he needed to use red-hot iron chopsticks to draw a star on his body..."

"Qian Dajiang!" Zhang Ming's face became more and more ugly. He mobilized all his strength to control his temper that was about to go berserk. "You kid is treating us like monkeys! You even drew an orangutan! You are so capable, why don't you draw one? Where’s the baboon!”

"Comrade police officer... everything I said is true... I really drew a star..." Qian Dajiang said, trying his best to lower his body and pull open the top buttons of his shirt with his hands.

As the buttons were pulled open, the anger on Zhang Ming's face changed from anger to shock in an instant.

A scar covered with dark brown blood scab was exposed on Qian Dajiang's chest. The shape of the blood scab was clearly an inverted five-pointed star.

Zhang Ming couldn't help but secretly take a breath of cold air.

He remembered the internal investigation notice he had just received—

Whenever a case involves an inverted pentagram (an inverted five-pointed star) or a missing eyeball, be sure to contact Zhou Wensheng, the leader of the city bureau’s serious crime team, as soon as possible.

Zhou Wensheng's phone number is also attached below the notice.

Zhang Ming never expected that this case would escalate again with his interrogation.

"Is it on Lu Da too?!" Zhang Ming's hands were trembling slightly.

"Yes." Qian Dajiang nodded, "Lu Da said that only by drawing this can the wish come true..."

Before Qian Dajiang finished speaking, Zhang Ming grabbed the mobile phone he had put aside and quickly dialed the number of the technician he sent to the scene.

"Are you here?" Zhang Ming tried to control his voice.

"We're here." The voice in the receiver was breathless, and it could be heard that he was running.

"Quickly, look to see if the deceased's eyes are still there!" Zhang Ming urged.

At this time, Zhang Ming's heart was about to burst out of his throat.

"Get out of the way!" A noisy voice came from the receiver.

Zhang Ming knew that his people were struggling to push through the crowd and enter the crime scene.

"Zhang Suo." The voice in the receiver trembled slightly.

"Say." Zhang Ming's breathing was a little heavy.

"The eyes are gone..."

The voice coming from the receiver was like a thunderbolt, hitting his Tianling Cap impartially, and in just a moment, all his brains were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Seal the scene!" Zhang Ming grabbed his hair and shouted into the phone, "Stop investigating the scene! Seal the scene quickly! Call Captain Zhou of the Municipal Bureau's Serious Crime Team and ask for support!"

Zhang Ming felt like he was tied to a wire at this moment, and his whole body was numb and had goosebumps.

"This man!" Zhang Ming pointed at Qian Dajiang and said to the colleague next to him, "Put him in the detention room and send someone to keep an eye on him! Wait until someone from the city bureau comes to pick him up!" After saying this, Zhang Ming didn't even look at his head. He returned and left the interrogation room.

"Yes!" A loud response came from behind Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming went straight to the archives room, opened the door, and repeatedly urged the police officer behind the computer to retrieve the phone number of the owner of Somo Bar.

Half a minute later, Zhang Ming dialed the phone with trembling hands.

"Hello? Are you Qi Long himself? Your bar is suspected of a vicious case. Please come to Xixia Road Police Station immediately to cooperate with the investigation!"

"I've told you, I won't be here until tonight at the earliest..."

"Please be sure to come before seven o'clock tonight to cooperate with the investigation. Otherwise, we will conduct a compulsory summons, or conduct a summons or detention!" Zhang Ming sternly interrupted Qi Long's casual excuse on the receiver.

After finishing his words, Zhang Ming hung up the phone neatly without waiting for Qi Long's response.

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"Grandma's bear!" Qi Long on the other end of the phone looked at the hung up call and felt blood all over his body rising to the top of his head.

"Brother Long, what's going on? Such a big fire?" A boy sitting on Qi Long's left pushed the mahjong into the hole in the middle of the table. With the sound of shuffling, a pair of coded mahjong tiles was Sent to the table.

"Damn it, the police officer wants me to go back and cooperate with the investigation!" Qi Long spat on the ground.

"Brother Long, I heard that the investigation of pornography, gambling and drug abuse has been strict recently..." The younger brother on Qi Long's right made a sound and helped Qi Long light a cigarette.

"Pah!" Qi Long slapped his little brother on the head and said through gritted teeth: "Crow's Mouth!"

"Brother Long," the man in a hemp-breasted cloth coat across from Qi Long said slowly while holding a cigarette, "brother, you'd better go back, it's not far. I just listened to the voice on the phone. It’s not a good thing, you might as well go back and take a look, after all, we still have to do business!”

"What a disappointment!" Qi Long thought for a moment and stood up with a mumble.

The younger brother who was slapped nodded and smiled at the remaining two people at the table, and quickly left behind Qi Long.

"Brother Bing," watching Qi Long's car out of sight, the boy at the mahjong table glanced at the two empty seats and said to the man in a hemp-breasted cloth coat, "Brother Long, there won't be any problems here, right? "

"Hmm..." Brother Bing looked at the empty seat opposite and said nothing.

"Say hello to the brothers. We've been quiet recently. Let's talk after a while." Brother Bing played with the mahjong tiles, and a fierce look flashed through his eyes. "Call Huzhou and ask them Hide what needs to be hidden, hide what needs to be hidden.”

"Brother Bing, why do you care so much about Huzhou!" said the boy on the side, while he asked his friends to sit in the vacant seats and continue counting cards.

Brother Bing snorted coldly: "Dig out the radish and bring out the mud. If you don't keep all the mud, it will stain my shoes!"