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Chapter 71 The justice of the executioner (1)

This is absolutely impossible.

Xu Tiannan never believed that he didn't read any useful information in Yang Wanli's series of movements and expressions.

Just at this time, the fat man came over with a glass of water, so he looked at the fat man in front of him again.

The fat man's center of gravity is backward when he walks, and his stride span is significantly smaller than that of a normal male of 1.7 meters. The paper cup he holds in his hand has been slightly deformed, and his eyes are always lowered and staring at Xu Tiannan's feet. According to

Judging from the slightly bulging clothes on the other person's lower back, there was an electric shock baton hidden there.

Everything was enough to show that the little fat man in front of him was nervous and was ready to escape or fight at any time.

Xu Tiannan looked at Yang Wanli again and asked, "How many people are there in your surveillance company?"

Yang Wanli said: "Two, me and my brother, the rest are temporary workers."

"Really?" Xu Tiannan did not take the water from Xiaopang, but stood up and walked out of the office.

The company's outfield was not very large, with a visual area of ​​about 30 square meters. He slowly walked around and immediately strengthened his inner thoughts.

Yang Wanli stood not far away, without any nervous expression on his face, and said with a smile: "The company is very small, which makes Teacher Xu laugh."

Xu Tiannan suddenly said: "You are lying to me."

"Oh?" the other party seemed to ask with interest: "Where do you start talking about this?"

Xu Tiannan stood in front of a dirty desk and pointed to the right edge of the desk.

——"There are traces of smoke on the edge of the right side of the table. If there hadn't been a regular employee smoking here all year round, there would not have been such traces."

——"The degree of collapse and wear on the right half of this backrest seat is much greater than that on the left half, indicating that the person sitting on this chair maintains a reclining posture all year round.

——"The chair legs with pulleys have been leaning against the table legs behind them all year round, even leaving an old knock mark."

——"These marks are obviously not left by an office clerk, but by a person who likes to lean on this chair to smoke all year round, and puts the chair against the table and chairs behind it, and puts his feet on the table to watch movies.

Judging from the distance between the tables and chairs, this person is about 1.9 meters tall."

——"If I guess correctly, this person should be an installation worker who has been in your company all year round and suffers from 'electrician's lung' symptoms. Am I right? Yang Wanli, no! Maybe I should call you... Yan

!Wei!Fang!”

At this time, Xiaopang's nervousness had reached its peak, but Yang Wanli still smiled without changing his expression: "Teacher Xu, what are you talking about? You really have an occupational disease!"

"Whether it's an occupational disease or not, let me check and I'll be able to prove it."

As Xu Tiannan said that, he was about to open the drawer of the table in front of him, but he didn't know when Yang Wanli had walked in front of him, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the drawer, and said with a stern face: "Please don't touch this table."

Xu Tiannan looked directly at the other party and said, "Is it because the owner of this table has turned into a corpse and is lying in the forensic laboratory?"

For a moment, Xu Tiannan clearly felt the murderous intent of the other party, but soon the other party returned to normal and said with a smile: "Hey! Teacher Xu, what are you talking about? This set of tables and chairs has not been moved for a long time and is covered with dust.

, I don’t want to get your hands dirty.”

A harsh cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, and Xu Tiannan picked up the phone and answered it.

"Is this Officer Du Yongzhi? I'm from the border orphanage. Last time you asked me to look up the information about Yan Weifang and I have found it. I will send you a message now. Please check it."

Ever since Du Yongzhi's last visit, Xu Tiannan had kept Du Yongzhi's cell phone with him, but he didn't expect that the border orphanage would call at this time.

A moment later, a MMS message was received on his phone. When Xu Tiannan clicked on it, he found that it was a resume, and the obvious half-length color photo on the resume was none other than Yang Wanli in front of him.

With a "swish" sound, Xiaopang pulled down the rolling shutter door of the company, and at the same time pulled out the electric shock rod from his waist. There was a crackling sound the moment he opened it.

Xu Tiannan looked at Yang Wanli and sneered: "You are indeed the leader of the executioners, Yan Weifang!"

The other party let out a long sigh and said, "I was finally discovered by you, but from now on you should call me Yang Wanli. I like this name very much."

Xu Tiannan said: "From now on? What awaits you in the future may be a bullet that pierces your heart, or a crime number that will always be with you. You will not have a name."

"Oh?" Yang Wanli adjusted his glasses, but for the first time he showed a surprised look and said: "Teacher Xu, you are really brave. You can say such a thing in such a desperate situation. Do you really think you can

Can you make it out of here alive?"

Xu Tiannan sneered and said in a deep voice: "You'll know after you try it, Shui Gen, you can handle him."

After saying that, Xu Tiannan took two steps back as usual, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was no response from the empty side, and at this moment, Xu Tiannan's heart seemed to have stopped suddenly. It was at this moment that he remembered a mistake, a fatal mistake.

Murong Shui is not by his side!


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