Si Kouchen's quick thinking completely changed the tense scene. However, Tielang turned around and walked into Iveco's police car with a haha ​​smile.

Dai Jianyong also had a slightly surprised look on his face. He walked to Si Kouchen lying on the ground, looked at him condescendingly, and whispered: "Be careful of the wound, tell Meng Fan this time that he is not blind?!"

Si Kouchen was stunned and looked at Dai Jianyong step by step with a suspicious look, and his eyes turned left and right, and he swept a window on the second floor with his slight light.

At this time, several people wearing white coats appeared outside the villa, carrying stretchers and running in in a hurry.

A story that was shocking and safe finally came to an end. When everyone thought things would calm down, no one expected a person who played a key role to arrive.

Dai Jianyong came outside the villa door and saw the crowds of dark people. He knew that today's things could not be done well. Even if the Propaganda Department tried hard to suppress the media's communication, there would definitely be someone on the Internet who would take pictures.

The men in black who were pressed to the ground by the special police soldiers looked at each other in a glance, quietly waiting for the next step of development?!

Si Kouchen lay on the cold ground, and the thigh hit by the bullets came with a burning burning feeling. He grinned and endured the huge pain, shouting: "Director Dai, you can't take them away. Brother Zuo hasn't been buried yet?!"

Dai Jianyong walked to the car door, stamped his foot in place, tidied up the police cap, turned around, and said, "This is a society ruled by law, not an era when you collude with gangs. Is it necessary to bury a person so much manpower, right? Isn't this small problem easy for you Si Kouchen?!"

At this time, the forensic doctors in white coats who were busy in the mourning hall put the body of Zuo Shuai's wife on a stretcher, then zipped up the zipper, and trotted out of the villa.

Two men in white put down another stretcher and helped Si Kouchen come up. On the second floor, Zuo Shuai looked at the movement and quiet downstairs and asked in confusion: "Fanzi, the whole villa is empty now. Who will preside over the funeral?!"

Meng Fan stared at Dai Jianyong's face with his eyes tightly and said, "No hurry, Dai Jianyong forgot about his personal life?"

As soon as the words on the upstairs finished, Dai Jianyong slowly moved down from the car and raised his legs, turned his head suspiciously to look into the villa, and then looked at Iveco, who was pressing against the iron wolf, and shouted: "Over the past, take away the emcee who presided over the funeral and assist in the investigation?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a priest's uniform at the door of the villa was stunned and stared at Dai Jianyong, saying, "Director Dai, am I...I'll go too?"

"You have to go, because you are the only one left in the mourning hall except the Iron Wolf Zeng Libo. You said you can't go?"

After Dai Jianyong finished speaking, he waved his hand and shouted, "Take it away?"

The two men with big-brimmed hats walked forward quickly, and did not handcuff the emcee, but instead made a call to him and let him get into the car obediently.

Si Kouchen was carried into the ambulance, and the men in black who wanted to resist were taken into Iveco police car one by one, but the huge villa was still holding a funeral. If it was interrupted at this time, the law could explain it, but people were unacceptable?!

Dai Jianyong stared at the urn in the mourning hall and the huge black and white photo in a little embarrassed.

After staying quietly in place for a long time, he turned around and walked to the back door of Iveco police car, looked at the blood-covered iron wolf, and said, "Zeng Libo, now Zuo Shuai's funeral is left to you, and five other people will be left to bury Zuo Shuai with you. In order to avoid you from escaping, ten special police soldiers will come down to accompany you?!"

Tielang's hideous face suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Dai Jianyong incredibly, and asked in confusion: "Director Dai, can I do this?"

"Is it okay if there is no one? This is the order, hurry up?!"

Dai Jianyong glared at the brilliance and shouted again: "You guys come down and follow Zeng Libo to execute the order. They will all rush back to the police force in two hours?!"

"yes?!"

The special police soldiers sat in the car and saluted them. A large row of police officers went down one after another.

Tielang got out of the car, but his hands were still leaning against iron handcuffs. Dai Jianyong didn't take it off. Seeing that more than ten people got out of the car, Dai Jianyong turned around and ordered to leave.

Tielang walked into the villa with a disappointed expression on his face. Although he knew that this was not Zuo Shuai's real funeral, he knew it was not false at all.

No matter what, the funeral was true. Tielang came to the mourning hall, looked around, bowed to the urn, and said respectfully: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'll bury you, don't be angry with my elder brother. Every year, I will go to burn incense and paper for you, and I don't know that you believe in Buddhism and Lord, and your brother believes in Buddhism. Although I have found a godfather, it is also for the sake of supporting the scene. My brother believes in Buddhism, so I think you believe in Buddhism?"

"What are you muttering, hurry up?!" Suddenly, a younger policeman shouted from behind him.

Tielang looked over with a sudden glance, and said with ruthlessness, "Do you know what the dead are the most important? Why did you Director Dai leave you for two hours?"

Facing the desperate look of Tielang, the policeman who was talking immediately closed his mouth. He really didn't have the courage in front of the dead.

Although this seems to be a superstition, no one has ever dared to yell and laugh in front of any dead person.

The funeral ended here, not as perfect as imagined, nor as large as the luxury lineup.

Now that the Dongshan Provincial Government is in turmoil, Yunyang is sensitive to public security, everyone wants to take care of themselves. Of course, Si Kouchen did not dare to hold the funeral too grand. If he was like the godfather of Taiwan, the scale of funerals of tens of thousands of people would be reunited immediately, and the Party Central Committee would also thoroughly investigate this matter, so it would be better to be low-key in the mainland.

Some wreaths, paper money, elegy couplets and so on in the mourning hall were packed up and placed on a Toyota pickup truck outside.

In the villa, it was cleaned up in a moment. Gradually, the time came to the same point, and the sky in winter was always darker than ever.

A stream of dark curtains came from the east, and a few stars hung in the sky, neon lights began to flash, the streets were still bustling, and the overpass was still crowded. However, the seemingly calm surface began to usher in a huge storm.

On the highway from Yunyang to Binjiang, four luxury buses and two Nissan Nissan off-road vehicles were driving. The atmosphere inside the car was noisy and chaotic.

In one of the cars, the madman sat in front of the car door, holding a steel knife of his own characteristics in his hand. The handle of the knife was welded with steel pipes, and it was about 30 cm, the blade was 90 cm in size and more than ten cm wide, which was particularly heavy.

The madman smoked a thick cigar and wore a thick down jacket, and was extremely proud. He vomited out a thick smoke and said, "Brothers, everyone will remember to bring your travel bags later. Remember, we are here for a trip. Who the hell made a fuss for me? I chopped you up with you with my own hands. In Binjiang, that is our home. How can you be so fucking? But if you are unorganized and disciplined here, let's talk about it when you come back?"

"Brother Madman, why do I feel like you are talking about an official, and you are not organized or disciplined?"

"Ha ha?!"

A brother's joke came from behind the car, and the whole car laughed.

The madman spat helplessly and said, "I'm not joking about you. How messy Yunyang is today is not something you can think of. The four big buses we all appeared in Yunyang City all at once, which will definitely attract the attention of others. When we came, we allocated them one to the train station and one to the west train station. There were two cars left, each of them, one in the east and west stations. Each car was four waves, so there were a total of sixteen waves. Together, there were only a dozen people in a bunch. Remember that at the train station, I have to sleep with me in the waiting hall at night. Those who go to the bus station were travelers and stayed in hotels. Although the treatment was different this time, the ones who stayed in the waiting hall would pay more money when we came back?!"

"I heard it, Madman?!" As soon as the words fell, responses rang out one after another.

The madman nodded with satisfaction and placed the big knife in his hand in a characteristic piano case behind him. If he didn't know, he really thought it was a piano?!

"Brother Madman?!"

At this time, a brother next to him said with a suspicious look: "Everyone enters the waiting hall, we have to go through security checks, but we can't get through the things in our bags?"

The madman frowned and pulled the zipper of his bag and said, "Then you're outside, or stay in a hotel separately, but you can't make any mistakes. As long as you receive a call, you must gather them all. Who is fucking lazy? I'll kill you?!"

There were not many important people who followed the madman this time, including Feng Wei, Haochen, Li Zhijun, and some men who came out of prison with Meng Fan, with no more than fifteen people. The rest were collected by the madman in Binjiang.

In Yunyang City, one of the villas on the Third Ring Road was pitch black and there was no movement, which was terrifyingly quiet.

In the dark night, Meng Fan sat in front of the window, looking at the city with bright lights and wine outside, but holding his cell phone tightly in his hand, waiting for news from the madman.

Zuo Shuai touched his hungry stomach and said, "Fanzi, this is not a solution. We have to find a way out. We won't have to go out in the second half of the night?"

"no?!"

Meng Fan didn't even think about it and interrupted Zuo Shuai directly and said, "You can't see people, but someone can see you?"

"What does it mean?!" Qin Xue moved forward and supported her hands on the table in front of the window.

Meng Fan slashed her through the darkness and said lightly: "This villa can be said to be full of dangers now. It has been monitored for twenty-four hours. When we go out at this time, it is equivalent to seeking death?! Dai Jianyong will definitely send a criminal police team to investigate and guard. Lang Qianshuang and Qiu Shaoye will also send people to wait here. Do you think we can go out?!"

"What should I do?! You can't be hungry here, right?" Zuo Shuai always became a dependency in front of Meng Fan, and said, touching his gurgling stomach.
Chapter completed!