Lin Xiaoming took a deep breath for a while, tried his best to calm himself down and continued to ask questions.
Gao Pengcheng was no longer able to resist at this time, and told him about his killing of Zhao Chunxiang and his follow-up.
After he killed Zhao Chunxiang by mistake, although he was afraid, he was not particularly panicked.
After digging a hole under the bed to bury the body, not only did it paste cement, but also inlaid with ceramic tiles. Then he pretended to look for Zhao Chunxiang everywhere, claiming to the public that he had beaten her and she ran away from home.
The villagers were not surprised by this, because it was well known that Gao Pengcheng liked to beat his wife, and his first wife could not stand his domestic violence so she left.
There was no one in Zhao Chunxiang's family, so the matter ended up being left alone.
Zhang Yashu learned that there had been a murder in this room. Gao Pengcheng, who was lying on the bed, was not only a murderer, but also a body was buried under his bed. The strong sense of fear made her unable to stay in the room again, even though her legs were
He was soft and still walked out with the wall.
Lin Xiaoming's psychological quality is quite tough. After asking everything, he couldn't ask anything else. Then he walked out of the room and found Zhang Yashu squatting in the corner of the wall, holding her knees in a daze, with no one on her face.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
"Xiao Ming, we..." Zhang Yashu asked in a trembling voice: "What should we do now?"
"Murdering someone will pay for his life. Since he killed someone, he will naturally hand him over to the police and let the law punish him severely!"
"Then..." Zhang Yashu took out her cell phone tremblingly, "Let's call the police now?"
"When the police come to a small village like us, everyone will know that if he is caught, Gao Daji will definitely receive the news soon, and he will probably be alarmed. We either don't move them, and if we want to move, we will just be together.
Only by moving can we eliminate future troubles forever!”
Since Luo Meihan said that she likes men who are safe in their work, Lin Xiaoming has begun to work hard in this direction, striving to do everything without missing a trace.
A murderer like Gao Pengcheng must be brought to justice and let him sit in prison.
This is obviously not the present, because Lin Xiaoming has not obtained a domestication license, but Gao Pengcheng is obviously unnecessary in this matter and has little value to use. Keeping him will lead to a demon moth.
The best way is to let him disappear temporarily.
After pondering for a long time, Lin Xiaoming took out his cell phone and walked aside, and called Chen Zhilin's phone number!
The sound of waiting for the answer rang seven or eight times before the call finally answered.
"Hey, Xiao Linlin, where is it?"
"I have something to say, I can't say anything!" Maybe it was because I haven't seen each other for two days, Chen Zhilin was a little bit stubborn again, and her tone was very bad!
"Hmm?" Lin Xiaoming frowned, "You believe that if you chant a spell through the phone, you will have stomachache?"
Chen Zhilin didn't believe it at all, but she didn't dare to gamble. The severe pain that seemed to all the intestines were tugged together had already made her psychological shadow. Just thinking about it made her feel terrified, and she was busy and corrected her attitude, "I'm busy now."
Well!"
Lin Xiaoming subconsciously asked: "What are you busy with?"
When he asked this, a man's voice came from the other end, "...Let's go down a little!"
Chen Zhilin's voice then rang, "If I say I'm doing massage, do you believe it?"
I believe you... Lin Xiaoming almost answered her like this, but when he thought of the familiar man's voice just now, he had to believe it because it was obviously the voice of her junior sister Shangguan Qingrong.
In the end, Lin Xiaoming ignored the question of being annoyed by her bitch and asked, "Where are you?"
Chen Zhilin heard the impatientness in his voice and did not dare to continue to commit suicide, "I'm in the county!"
Lin Xiaoming asked again: "Do you still have people in Yetan Town?"
"Yes! I left several people staring at Ruan Jiao's house!"
"Send two people to Hekeng Village!"
"What are you going to do?"
"I have someone here, you can take him to take him to take care of him for a while!"
"Who?"
"murderer!"
"Well?"
"hurry up!"
Chen Zhilin wanted to ask again, but Lin Xiaoming had already hung up the phone ruthlessly.
People compare people and people have to die, and goods have to be thrown away. Lin Xiaoming treats Chen Zhilin very ruthlessly, but he is very tender to Zhang Yashu. After calling, he replied gently to her: "Sister-in-law, I'll take you home first.
!”
Zhang Yashu couldn't wait to leave this terrifying house and nodded hurriedly.
Perhaps it was because she was too frightened that she didn't speak all the way until she returned to her home and entered her room, her heart was slightly calmed down.
Seeing that Lin Xiaoming was about to leave, she hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Where are you... going?"
"When I go back to Gao Pengcheng, I have asked someone to come to the village and prepare to take him away."
"Are the police?"
"no!"
"Why not hand him over to the police?"
"I must hand over it, but not now! In order to avoid him playing tricks, I will get him away first." Lin Xiaoming patted her shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, I will handle the matter well."
Although Zhang Yashu was very confident in Lin Xiaoming, the incident tonight was too big, and she was also very nervous, "You must be careful!"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, and found that it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. "Sister-in-law, you go to bed and lie down. Anyway, they will take about an hour to arrive. I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving!"
Zhang Yashu lay obediently on the bed. Seeing Lin Xiaoming beside the bed, she mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you want... come up and lie with me for a while?"
Is there any need to ask? Lin Xiaoming took off his shoes and went to bed without saying a word.
Seeing that he was almost lightning speed, Zhang Yashu was speechless, but when she felt the warmth on his body, her body couldn't help but retreat into his arms.
Lin Xiaoming held her delicate body and gently stroked her slender and soft shoulders, "You should have scared you tonight, right?"
Zhang Yashu said bitterly: "At the beginning, I felt very fun and relieved, but when I learned that there was a corpse under the bed, I was so scared!"
"It's okay, there's my brother here!"
"Puff~" Zhang Yashu couldn't help it, and she burst out laughing, stretched out her hand and gently twisted his lumbar muscles, "Brother, are you bigger than me?"
"Breasts are not as big as yours!" In order to relieve her tension and fear, Lin Xiaoming deliberately teased her again, and even took action.
Zhang Yashu was stuck for a moment, but in the end she didn't stop her, just whispering in his ear, "You're so annoying!"
Lin Xiaoming teased her and asked, "Do you like it?"
Zhang Yashu looked at him shyly and nodded slightly, "Yes!"
Lin Xiaoming was not satisfied and asked again, "Well, what does it mean?"
"Just..." Zhang Yashu bit her lip and said in a low voice: "I like it!"
Lin Xiaoming was still relentless, "Who likes who?"
"No, you're so bad... Um~" Zhang Yashu didn't finish her words, her lips were blocked by Lin Xiaoming...