After Zhang Baogui sat silently for a while, he found an empty gasoline barrel from behind the house, cut off the iron sheet at one end, punched a row of holes in the wall, and put a grate on it to make a simple stove. Then he threw a few rags and rubbish in, lit a fire, and soon there was thick smoke.
Looking at Zhang Baogui's busy work and results, the smile on Hailang's face became brighter. He quickly saw the usefulness of the stove. When everyone thought Zhang Baogui was burning garbage, who would have thought that what was being burned in the furnace was not garbage but corpses?
Zhang Baogui used practical actions to explain to Hailang: I am ready to join you.
The suspicion that Zhang Baogui had aroused in Hailang when he proposed to buy wine and groceries with Zhang Jianjun was quickly dispelled.
It doesn't matter even if Zhang Baogui had thoughts of running away. People, when faced with a choice, there will always be some twists and turns. This is a cyclical and gradual process, a normal phenomenon. The waves have embarked on such a path of no return, so why not do the same.
Moreover, Lang Lang also prides himself on being a person who is not without tolerance.
The garbage in the stove was lit. Zhang Jianjun came back carrying several bottles of liquor and large and small bags of food. From a distance, he greeted them with a smile on his face to come in and eat and drink.
The two of them smiled warmly in return.
At the wine table, there was no doubt that Lang Lang and Zhang Baogui soon made Zhang Jianjun drunk and unconscious. At this time, Zhang Jianjun truly became the "fish" on the chopping board.
This is why when Lang Lang first heard Zhang Baogui say, "Let's have a few drinks tonight," he would say a few good words and sincerely lamented that this was a "good idea."
At that time, Hailang only thought that Zhang Baogui had come up with the idea of "subduing" Zhang Jianjun so quickly, and he immediately ignored Zhang Baogui's real purpose of going to buy wine and meat with Zhang Jianjun. Fortunately, the words of Zhang Jianjun, a "little cutie", immediately aroused his vigilance. Yes, if you leave me here alone, wouldn't you and "Rou Piao" be able to run away together?
After tying up Zhang Jianjun, who was drunk and unconscious, and sealing his mouth with tape, Lang Lang looked at the time and said it was still early. Since we are going to engage in kidnapping and extortion, I have to be familiar with the surrounding environment of your place. You'd better take me out for a walk first, and we'll call his family when we get back.
Zhang Baogui naturally had no objection. For him, once he is "forced to go up the mountain" and makes decisions and choices, he will no longer be half-hearted.
But when he was about to leave, Lang Lang thought that he and Zhang Baogui would most likely be seen together. Zhang Baogui had lived here for seven or eight months, so of course there would be people he knew. When others see Zhang Baogui, they will naturally notice the waves.
Perhaps because he didn't want to be discovered, Lang Lang suddenly thought of something clever and untied Zhang Jianjun, who was tied like a rice dumpling, and exchanged his coat and pants with his own. Finally, after Zhang Jianjun was tied back, he and Zhang Baogui went out together.
It was also because of Lang Lang's behavior that when he and Zhang Baogui went out to familiarize themselves with the environment, witnesses spotted the two of them walking together from behind. It was dark at the time, Lang Lang was wearing Zhang Jianjun's clothes, and they were not too similar in stature. There was such a big difference that the witness naturally mistook him for Zhang Jianjun.
This is really the will of God. It was through what this witness said that the police came to associate and suspect that the kidnapper might be Zhang Baogui, and finally investigated the case to this point.
After the two returned, Zhang Jianjun was still asleep.
Lang Lang took out Zhang Jianjun's mobile phone and found Han Zhiqiang's phone number. Then he took out his own mobile phone and specially changed a calling card before dialing Han Zhiqiang.
The phone number used by Lang Lang to dial was found to be in the name of another stranger. That person was completely unaware of the extra phone number in his name. After verification, it was found that he had no interaction with Hailang and Zhang Baogui.
Not surprisingly, Hailan was confused by Han Zhiqiang's reply. Without saying a word, he slapped Zhang Jianjun awake, and then asked him what was going on with Han Zhiqiang. Didn't he say that Han Zhiqiang was training you as his successor? Will they care whether you live or die?
Zhang Jianjun hadn't sobered up yet and didn't realize that he had become a "meat ticket". He drunkenly said: "No... no
Maybe, my uncle loves me. "
After saying this, he fell back to sleep and snored immediately.
The two were confused. But he soon realized: Han Zhiqiang most likely did not realize that his precious nephew had really been kidnapped.
Okay, in order to prove the real kidnapping, all we have to do is see blood.
Zhang Baogui took out a large pair of scissors from the house and was about to cut off one of Han Zhiqiang's fingers when Lang Lang said, "Throw him into the oil drum. There will be blood all over the floor. Isn't it difficult for you to clean up?"
Zhang Baogui thinks about it too.
The two worked together to get Zhang Jianjun into an oil drum outside the house, and then cut off one of his fingers inside the oil drum. At the same time, Hailan also dialed Han Zhiqiang's phone again. When Zhang Jianjun's fingers were cut off, he put the phone into the oil drum, allowing Han Zhiqiang to hear Zhang Jianjun's heart-rending howl.
As soon as Zhang Jianjun howled, Zhang Baogui quickly put another tape on his mouth.
The upper end of the oil drum was empty, and the lower end and surroundings were made of iron sheets, just like a loudspeaker. The problem was that the sound from this speaker went upwards, and it was already late at night and everyone was asleep. Zhang Baogui was in the This simple residence was relatively remote, and the nearest dormitory to him was at least five to six hundred meters away.
Therefore, these two people dared to be so unscrupulous when cutting their fingers. Facts have also proved that their unscrupulous criminal behavior did not alarm others.
The result of the second phone call with Han Zhiqiang was still not pleasant. Lang Lang and Zhang Baogui were even more confused because of this. Why does this uncle look down on people so much?
Before tearing off the tape on Zhang Jianjun's mouth again, Hailan warned him to answer whatever he asked and not to make any noise, otherwise he would be killed immediately.
Although, making noise doesn't seem to work very well. But the waves still have this arrangement.
Zhang Jianjun was so painful that he burst into tears, but he could only sob and nod his head.
When Lang Lang was talking to Han Zhiqiang on the phone, he was standing next to the oil drum. Zhang Jianjun naturally heard it clearly.
At this point, if Zhang Jianjun didn't know what happened to him, then he would really be a pig.
As soon as the tape on his mouth was torn off, before Hailan could ask any questions, Zhang Jianjun said nothing. Uncle Han Zhiqiang is just a migrant worker, and his uncle is just an ordinary worker digging coal in Shanxi. Everything I told you before was just bragging.
After listening to this with a dark face, Lang Lang became even more angry, and even Zhang Baogui was so angry that he uttered several national curses one after another.
Hailan was not even interested in taking another look at Zhang Jianjun. He only said three words to Zhang Baogui: "Let's do it."
Zhang Baogui sealed Zhang Jianjun's mouth again. He originally wanted to strangle him to death in an oil barrel and then burn his body, but Hailan said: "Don't waste your efforts, just pour gasoline on it and light it on fire. This nonsense talker, I can't stand it." If he is angry, he should be allowed to die like this."
Zhang Baogui thinks this is good. So he took out some gasoline from the tricycle containing mangoes, and stuffed a lot of wood into the oil barrel while Zhang Jianjun whimpered. Finally, he poured the gasoline into the oil barrel, and the waves threw a stick into the oil barrel. A burning cigarette butt. The drama of burning people alive was performed openly and openly in the open space outside the house.
Zhang Jianjun's sobs were loud at first, but were soon covered up by the "cracking" sound of burning, and in the end only the sound of burning fire remained.
The fire burned all night, for eight or nine hours, and by the next morning, the living person, who was originally alive and kicking, was completely reduced to a pile of ashes.
It was only then that Lang Lang took out his hand that had been in his pocket and stretched out greatly.
"Lan Lang kept his hand in his pocket. He had a gun in his pocket. I dare not disobey him." In the interrogation room, Zhang Baogui was defending his behavior.
He Youzhi did not comment on this. Instead, he immediately thought of Wu Gang's lost police gun and asked, "What model is the gun in Lang Lang's hand?"
Lang Lang appeared with a gun after Wu Gang lost the gun. When he used the gun to "threaten" Zhang Baogui, he revealed that he "just got the gun not long ago and hasn't tried it yet." The firearms in the country are not everywhere on the streets like in a certain country. From this, why are you ambitious?
That's why I asked.
Zhang Baogui couldn't answer and only said it was a wheel pistol.
He Youzhi's heart skipped a beat. The gun used by the police in Qinghe was exactly the Type 95 9mm revolver. This kind of gun is mainly used to subdue criminal suspects within 50 meters. It is China's first police revolver developed in strict accordance with military product research and development procedures. The gun can fire 9 revolver bullets and 9 revolver rubber bullets, of which rubber bullets are non-lethal ammunition.
To further confirm, He Youzhi asked someone to bring over a police gun. Then he held the handle of the gun from a distance, suspended it in mid-air, and asked Zhang Baogui if it was this kind of gun he saw.
Zhang Baogui nodded to confirm, saying with absolute certainty that this was the case.
This is both good news and bad news. The good thing is that there are finally new clues and developments about Wu Gang's missing gun, and the person who owns the gun "hasn't tried it yet"; the bad thing is that the person who owns it will use it to "rob a bank or something" at any time. jewelry store", or commit other illegal and criminal acts.
He Youzhi immediately asked the transcribers around him to bring him a portrait sketch. When looking for Wu Gang's missing gun, the Qinghe police based on the network administrator's dictation, made a portrait sketch of the person who bought the gun from him and went to the Internet cafe to "kill" him afterwards.
Zhang Baogui only glanced at it and asked with confusion on his face: "Have you been investigating the waves for a long time?"
Of course He Youzhi would not reply, and instead asked Zhang Baogui how he handled Zhang Jianjun's "ashes."
