Gao Zhuoxiong's boss thought the same thing, and quickly threw the hot potato out, and even took it into consideration before sending them to serve their sentences.
Their procedures were completed very quickly. After finishing the work, Ah Xiong instantly felt much more relaxed and happily went home. He could finally get off work early today. When he got back, his wife and daughter warmed up to each other.
All the police officers went home happily. They could finally take a vacation. With a stroke of a pen, their superiors gave them two days of free vacation. The police station was quiet for the whole week, until Friday, when the killer appeared again and the man died.
Also appeared again, the deceased was Zhang Jieyu.
This time even Qingqing was confused. Didn't all Friday's killers go to jail? The first note she handed over: He ran away again?
Ah Xiong called for consultation and answered: "No, the two of them are doing well in prison. It seems that someone came here as the Friday killer. Hey, who could it be?"
Qingqing thought about it and said, "It's not important. Has the body come back now? An autopsy."
They came to the autopsy room. Qingqing took a picture of Zhang Jieyu's body with the book of life and death. Then, Qingqing fell silent and handed the book of life and death to Ah Xiong. Ah Xiong was a little speechless after reading it. After taking several deep breaths, he roared out: "
Damn it, are all these people crazy?"
Qingqing spread her hands and felt a little embarrassed. She wanted to ask Yuan Yuan: "Is it really okay to force yourself to this extent?"
Qingqing wrote helplessly: What should I do if there is no evidence?
Ah Xiong took several deep breaths again and continued to copy the book. However, Zhang Jiahui just killed people randomly and without any motive and without any purpose. There was no evidence at all. This was so embarrassing.
Just when they were silent, a ghost came over with a mobile phone. Then, Ah Xiong said to Qingqing: "Girl, give me more benefits, you did a good job."
Qingqing was not stingy and gave the ghost an extra ghost crystal, and then wrote with a pen: Continue to fully monitor Black Friday.
The kid nodded and went down to reissue the task. As for the information he sent, it had already been imported into the computer and revised by Ah Xiong. It was a perfect report. So, the next day, a group of guys continued to look for evidence.
This group of police officers are also very crazy. After finally getting rid of one wave, a second wave comes, and after they get rid of the second wave, a third wave comes. Is it over yet?
Although this wave of evidence is a little less, there is still a wave of evidence, but this time things happened too suddenly. A week passed, from when Zhang Jiahui went out to when she found her prey, the police quietly watched the whole process. After she attacked, the police swarmed up
, coupled with the kid's secret operation, the police station once again ushered in a new Friday killer.
Reporters also followed, filming and recording the whole process. However, they all expressed their tiredness about the recent appearance of Friday Killer again and again on Bolan Street. They had no choice. Every time, it was someone who was unreasonable and used the same method.
But, but, hey, are you so easy to learn?
After interrogation, Ah Xiong and others found out speechlessly, well, Zhang Jiahui was really crazy and called a psychiatrist. The result was that she didn't know what had happened, and actually schizophrenia gave birth to her own sister, who was originally her sister.
On Black Friday, unlike her sister who does things for a purpose, she seems to be doing it purely to vent.
This realization makes people speechless, but reporters like it very much. Unsurprisingly, the topic discussed in the New Day newspaper is how ordinary people can protect themselves in the face of such a group of people who can be regarded as purely crazy.
, these lunatics, should they be executed?
There are quite a variety of opinions, and there are even those where the bully must die. It doesn't matter whether he is right or wrong, he is bully, bully, bully. Some people even expressed why such violent killings on the street are so common.
But these things are not what Qingqing has to worry about. She has no professional knowledge, but what makes her a little depressed is that in the current situation, people are basically pressed to death one by one. There is no problem with other people, but Li Ge and Gao
What should Mingming do? According to the final result, they will also die. This is too, too embarrassing.
She still told Ah Xiong about this matter. Although there was a kid watching nearby, the so-called original error correction ability would be a bit exaggerated if she had a fatal fight with two people.
Faced with this problem, Ah Xiong also sincerely scratched his head. He always felt that it was such a trap! In fact, people outside also knew that this was purely a coincidence. Three arrests had already been made, and the evidence was conclusive.
So the question is, why do these people all like Friday, like riding motorcycles, and like killing people? Zhang Jiahui’s message to everyone is: "You have arrested my sister, and I will take revenge and prove that it is not her."
The public has remained silent about this obviously mentally ill person, but after a few weeks, the name Black Friday is well deserved, and the public has a sense that Friday is not an important day.
Qingqing felt that he was trying to catch the God of Death again, but this time, he was the one who caught the God of Death. All he could say was that it was a trap. Do you need a reason?
It's Friday again, this time, and all the ghosts at the Bolan Street event said that they are allergic to the Friday killer's outfit. Now it's Friday, and if he changes his clothes again, they will come directly to notify Ah Xiong and Qingqing.
The two of them looked at each other feebly and sighed, but what the heck is the new killer going straight to the set? Qingqing thought about it, and in her memory he seemed to be an actor again. She wrote: Originally, the deceased was an actor.
Seeing the words "original plan", Ah Xiong couldn't help but sigh again and complained: "I feel like it should be more troublesome now than the original plan, right?" Qingqing nodded sincerely, this is no longer more troublesome than the original plan.
Okay, okay, this is completely forced into the planned death, okay.
Sighing again, Ah Xiong said disgustedly: "You, the King of Hell, don't care?"
Qingqing calmly handed over a note: How can I care about human greed?
Ah Xiong was also helpless. When he arrived at the set, Qingqing handed over a note from his heart: Originally scheduled to be a stuntman.
Ah Xiong didn't care. He looked at the guy with a unique look, took off his helmet and asked, "Do you know him?"
Qian Jiajia said angrily: "This is my manager, who are you?"
Something happened to a group of people, and Qingqing handed over a note again: The hall has turned dark, and death is imminent.
Ah Xiong said helplessly to Qian Jiajia: "Where do you plan to go in the next few days?"
Qingqing handed over a note again: If you can survive tonight, you'll be fine.
There was a grimace drawn on the back of the note. Ah Xiong was a little embarrassed and said again: "Ahem, you'd better not remove it tonight. After tonight, you will be safe. Today is Black Friday."