Late at night, the violent force came online, drove to the destination, climbed from the drainage pipe to the sixth floor, and sneaked in through the window.
There was no one in the room, and Chu Shaojie was not in a hurry. He sat quietly on the sofa, waiting in the dark for the rightful owner to come back.
An hour later, the door lock rang slightly, but no one pushed the door open for a full minute. Chu Shaojie curled his lips, Hei Pigu was indeed a senior patient with persecution paranoia.
The door finally opened, and the figure immediately locked it after entering, turned on the light, turned around and saw a person sitting on the sofa, and was shocked.
"He Guohui, don't be afraid." Chu Shaojie crossed his legs, played with the big black star in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Maybe I should call you..."
"Brain!"
"Who are you?" He Guohui calmed down, leaned against the door, and placed his right hand behind his back, ready to open the door and escape.
"You can call me Brother Qiang." Chu Shaojie waved his hand, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down and chat."
He Guohui was silent for a moment, then slowly walked up to Chu Shaojie and asked tentatively: "What do you want?"
"At 10:34 in the morning on June 20 last year, a leader of a society in Minghua Street died in the street. The reason was that he was hit by a glass falling from a height."
"At two o'clock in the morning on October 6 last year, an old man with a disabled leg died due to high-voltage leakage caused by heavy rain. He was the owner of a pawn shop, and by the way, he also had a very filial son."
He Guohui's face changed drastically, he took two steps back, clenched his fists, and stared at the man in front of him.
"Not just these, you have done at least six or seven cases, right?"
"You are the brain, responsible for planning. There are three others left, a woman, an old man, and a fat man. By the way, the fat man has been hit by a bus and died."
"Am I right?"
"Who are you!" He Guohui growled.
"Who am I?" Chu Shaojie smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you just now?"
"You can call me Brother Qiang!"
He Guohui took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Why does the mysterious man in front of him know all the secrets?
"I almost forgot." Chu Shaojie suddenly remembered something and smiled: "I have helped you deal with the old man and the woman. Don't worry, it was all an accident."
"You're welcome!"
"What?" He Guohui's whole body was shocked, he actually!
"Hey, hey, why are you so surprised?" Chu Shaojie said dissatisfied: "I'm helping you."
"Even if I don't do it, you will do it yourself!"
He Guohui opened his mouth and then fell silent. This man was right. Even if he didn't take action, he would still decide to kill and silence him.
Fatty’s death last time was definitely not an accident!
There must be someone behind the scenes!
Seeing the change in He Guohui's face, Chu Shaojie sneered: "I know what you are thinking. Do you feel that someone wants your life?"
"I'll let you die by accident!"
He stood up, walked to He Guohui, and said disdainfully: "Go to the hospital to see a psychiatrist when you have time. Aren't you tired of doctors being suspicious all day long?"
"What on earth do you want to do!" He Guohui said with a ferocious expression.
"Me?" Chu Shaojie touched his chin and said indifferently: "I haven't thought about it yet."
"I originally wanted to kill you, but now..."
He Guohui took a few steps back in fright. The mysterious man in front of him was under too much pressure, as if he was being stared at by a beast, and he could no longer control his life or death.
Chu Shaojie is a little hesitant now. He originally wanted to kill him directly, but at least he would get 0.4 Crime Suppression Value, but...
I have to admit that He Guohui is a talented person with careful thinking and careful planning, otherwise he would not have been able to get away with it for so long. This is his ability.
It would be a pity to kill him!
Chu Shaojie sat down again, motioned for He Guohui to sit down as well, and said straight to the point: "I originally wanted to kill you, but now I have changed my mind."
"How about future cooperation?"
"Cooperation?" He Guohui did not sit down. He was not surprised when he heard the proposal. He said that if you want to kill people, you can do it long ago, why bother to babble.
"I admire your abilities very much, especially tracking and collecting information." Chu Shaojie smiled and said calmly: "I have helped you get two oil bottles, and now you are safe."
"In other words, no one knows what you have done except me!"
He Guohui's eyes flickered, and his first thought was how to kill the guy in front of him!
"NONONO!" Chu Shaojie waved his hand and said seriously: "Don't ever try to kill me!"
After saying that, he picked up a metal ashtray on the table and kneaded it like dough.
He Guohui: "..."
"Don't worry, we are just cooperating." Chu Shaojie threw away the ashtray and said confidently: "I won't let you do it in vain, I will pay for it."
"What do you want me to do?" He Guohui tried to ask.
"It's very simple. Wait for my news and help me collect information about the target person." Chu Shaojie said truthfully: "That's it. You don't need to do anything else."
"That's all?" He Guohui was a little surprised. It's not that it's difficult, but that it's too easy.
"Nonsense, do you dare to kill someone with your own hands?" Chu Shaojie complained: "What else can I expect you to do, a weakling?"
He Guohui: "..."
"That's it for today." Chu Shaojie wrote down his new mobile phone number, stood up, walked to the window, waved his hand and said: "I can do whatever I want to do in normal times. You only have one chance to run away. If you meet me again, you can only do it for heaven.
Here you go."
"Bye!"
Seeing the so-called Brother Qiang disappear into the night like a monkey, He Guohui had a gloomy face, closed the window, picked up the shapeless metal ashtray, and fell into deep thought.
Who is this guy!
"Do you want to run away?" A thought flashed across his mind, and He Guohui shook his head. If he had not lost his savings over the years, he would definitely choose to run away. Now that he has nothing to worry about, leaving Hong Kong Island is the best choice, but...
"FUCK!" He couldn't help but swear. He Guohui's face was dejected. His wife was gone, his gang was gone, and his money was gone...
Now there is no freedom anymore!
Back home, Chu Shaojie changed back to his original appearance, thinking about the gains and losses of today. The loss must be the crime suppression value, and killing He Guohui would be at least 0.4. There are not many criminals who are thoughtful.
It is also because it is rare, so killing it feels too wasteful. Have you ever heard of the rare thing that makes it more valuable?
Now that he is not short of a few tenths of crime-killing value, it would be more useful to save his life. Of course, He Guohui has also considered escaping, but Chu Shaojie feels that the chance is not high.
The first is that he has no money. According to the original plot, his years of accumulation have been wiped out by thieves. Now he is a pauper. It is easy to run away. How about going abroad to wash the dishes?
The second reason is because of his dead wife. This was He Guohui's biggest obsession. He stayed at home for many years and was unwilling to leave.