Regarding the details of the death of the Zhu brothers' family, the people from the county government chose to collectively lose their voices. There was no official speech such as "I will catch the murderer as soon as possible and I will definitely punish him severely", let alone any valuable clues.
The more they hide it like this, the more people pay attention to it. Curiosity kept the massacre of the family fermentation. In just one day, the news spread throughout the streets of the town like wings.
The people no longer dared to walk outside, for fear that they would also be affected by the disaster that came from the sky.
Some people who were eyeing the position of mayor clapped and applauded, thinking that this was an excellent opportunity to defeat Wanzai. Immediately, those rich and powerful people took action and put a lot of money in them.
The woman sent her to the home of the officials above and bribed them with money and sex.
The officials above take advantage of others' money and sleep with others' women, of course they have to do their jobs according to their wishes.
The next day, a document from Yancheng (Qi Jiahuo, Liujia Town, etc.) was sent to Wan Zai by an official. The document had a lot of words, but the meaning was very simple - the document arrived at seven.
The case will be solved within the day, otherwise he, the mayor, would not do it.
Although this result had been predicted in advance, when it really appeared, Wan Zai still felt an inexplicable pressure.
It was almost lunch time, but Wan Zai had no appetite. He asked Mo Feifan for the eighth time: "Little brother, should we spread the news? It would be better for you and I would be better off one day,
There is no need to be so worried."
Mo Feifan smiled and looked relaxed, but his mood was not soothing. The platform was set up. If no one took on the show, his situation would be in trouble. With Wanzai's personality, he had to take a little bit of himself.
Can't break it up.
With so many concerns, Mo Feifan is still not in a hurry to put the plan into practice. He is anxious and cannot eat hot tofu. Impulsiveness is the most likely to miss big things. He smiled and said, "Master Wan, don't worry, aren't there still seven days? We
There is plenty of time. I promise to catch the murderer within these seven days."
"Are you so sure?" Wan Zai frowned and asked inquiring.
Mo Feifan shrugged: "Of course, we are not so stupid as to use our lives to make this joke. The reason why we don't act now is that we don't want to reveal flaws. To solve the case, we should pay attention to step by step. We can't just find the body
, you will know who the murderer is, and the murderer has hid there."
Wan Zai never knew this truth, but he couldn't calm down. This matter was deeply related to his life, so how could he not be anxious?
The first day passed and the county government did not move at all.
The next day passed, and the county government still had no movement.
On the third day, dozens of constables rushed into Zhu Long's home. After some search, a group of people walked out of the door with several large boxes.
On the fourth day, a major news came out from the county government. Among the large boxes brought by the constable from Zhu Long's house, there was a Zhu Long's autobiography. The content of this autobiography was not very much, and it was all in negative text.
(equivalent to the current password). The mayor Wan Zai invited several gentlemen to try out the content of one of the pages. It is this page that reveals Zhu Long's other identity - the Skeleton Cult.
Of course, this news was told by Mo Feifan. The so-called autobiography is even more false. Mo Feifan analyzed that the secret whereabouts of the Skeleton Cult built the branch address in a mass grave, and was built in a place rarely visited by "Mudu Villa" such as "Mudu Villa".
, there must be something that is too shameful to the point.
If it is exposed to the public's sight, the boys in white will definitely not be able to sit still and will definitely take action. As long as they force the enemy out, they can design to kill them all.
This false autobiography is what Mo Feifan said before, "the pepper used to apply on a cat's butt". In order not to let the secrets of the Skeleton Cult are further leaked, they must lick this "spicy butt" autobiography.
On the fifth day, the county government still had no movement.
Day 6...
Day 7...
On the seventh night, there were only five hours left before the time limit specified by the superior. If the enemy had not appeared tomorrow morning, Wan Zai would wait to resign and go home.
At this moment, Wan Zai was like an ant on a hot pan, a husband who had a daughter-in-law and a husband who couldn't get tough at the critical moment. He was anxious and sweating and was wandering around. There was nothing more than this and anxiety.
It's been a matter of ups and downs.
It has been six days, and he has never left the county government office for a day, and even food and accommodation are here. Outsiders think that he is not going home because he is busy with the case, but in fact he doesn't want to transfer the fire and move it to his home on the spot. He has hundreds of arrests
Kuaihe Bingjia has been ambushing for several days, and the long wait has made everyone feel angry.
"There are five hours left. If I can't see anyone again, don't blame me for being rude to you." Wan Zai's face was no longer good.
Three hours ago, Wan Zai turned his face. He ordered his men to tie Mo Feifan and others up, and then he asked someone to set up a big pot in the backyard of the county government, put the firewood and lard in the backyard. He only waited for a while.
When they arrived, they lit the fire and put the three of them into the oil pan.
"Brother Hou, Brother Li, are you afraid?" Mo Feifan showed a pair of sweet dimples and asked with his head up.
Li Dafeng spoke first, and he raised his head: "What's scary? Fatty has eaten something delicious, good women have slept, good brothers have also had something to be afraid of." After that, he calmed down his eyes
The eyes are as clear as a pool of deep spring water.
When his eyes fell on Wan Zai's body, anger burned from his chest to his forehead. Li Dafeng resisted the urge to curse and said to himself: "This grandson's butt looks really ugly."
His voice was very small, only Mo Feifan and Hou Xiaobai nearby could hear it clearly. After listening to his words, Mo Feifan laughed and thought that the Dafeng brother was quite interested at this time.
Seeing that Mo Feifan was happy, Hou Xiaobai did not answer the question he asked, and asked back: "Brother Mo, are you afraid?"
This question is also something that Li Dafeng cares about. Li Dafeng stood up sideways and wanted to listen carefully and clearly.
But Mo Feifan's words made Hou and Li fall to the ground. Mo Feifan looked very scared and said timidly: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm blown into a mess. I don't like eating oil.
Slag."
From Mo Feifan's words, Hou Xiaobai heard something different. He believed that with Boss Mo's smart mind, he must have thought of a countermeasure, otherwise he would not have been so relaxed. Thinking of this, Hou Xiaobai
Relaxed. He simply said, "I am just like a madman, and I'm not afraid."
"Also," Hou Xiaobai turned his head to look at Li Dafeng: "You are right, his butt is really ugly. But... your butt is good-length, round and elastic."
"Your mother's white monkey," Li Dafeng said angrily: "You are a hooligan and don't know how long you are."
Wan Zai was going crazy when he heard the three of them making jokes. Don’t these three people know their current situation and have time to joke. He picked up the wine from the wine glass on the table and poured it into his own.
A strong sense of spicyness swept through my throat.
The irritability in his heart made him curse: "Boy named Mo, what kind of wine did you bring to me? Why is it so intense?"
Mo Feifan smiled slightly meaningfully, without saying a word.
In the blink of an eye, it was the fourth day (3 a.m.), and it suddenly snowed heavily in Qijiahuo Town.