Chang Ning looked at Yu Chunming and said coldly: "Is that right? One committed suicide, and the other committed suicide. When Yu Chunming and Li Wanren were in the commune record, they had a deep conflict with Wang Sanjing who was Fu Ji. During the two quarrels at the Party School, Li Wanren was beaten by Wang Sanjing on the spot. So he cried to you, his beloved person, that you, the crazy guy, secretly sneaked into the Party School while Wang Sanjing was in the dormitory, knocked him out and pushed him down from the fifth floor..."

Yu Chunming smiled wryly and said, "Little Banxian, you are right. That Wang Sanjing deserves to die. As for Cai Zhengxiang, he helped Wan Ren over and over thunder in the fight. But he shouldn't stay in the dormitory that night, nor should he not accept Wan Ren's kindness, so he deserves to die."

"Hehe, Yu Chunming, since you have admitted it, we don't have to swear anymore. What else do you have to say? Go to the court to tell the judge."

As he said that, Chang Ning pushed the wheelchair and was about to turn around.

Yu Chunming said: "Little Banxian, wait, we haven't finished talking yet... How did you know about Wang Sanjing's suicide? And, did Cai Zhengxiang see that night? I personally pushed Wang Sanjing downstairs?"

"Hehe, Yu Chunming, you are the one who is responsible for connecting you with the death of King Sanjing of Cai Zhengxiang. He has spent a lot of effort. Unfortunately, we have no conclusive evidence yet. However, Wang Sanjing's death left many questions at the beginning. It is Cai Zhengxiang. We don't know whether he has seen your crime process. Hehe, so we designed a plan to let you explain the facts of the crime yourself."

Yu Chunming's face changed again, "You mean, you don't have any evidence at all. What the letter of reporting said was completely fabricated?"

"Yes, we really have no choice but to make this decision. Hehe, my letter of reporting is very wonderful, which is the most imaginative article I have written in my life. Of course, in order to make you believe the content of the letter of reporting, in addition to saying that you are a major suspect in killing the three classics of Cai Zhengxiang, I also added the scandal of you and Li Wanren, with the purpose of making you believe that I, a little immortal, have already grasped the criminal facts of your Yu Chunming."

Yu Chunming was stunned for a moment, stared at Chang Ning and said viciously: "Little Banxian, you are completely making things out of nothing. You, you are too vicious."

"Hehe, compared to you, the murderer, I am a saint. In order to alert you, our County Magistrate Sun Ji Deng has made a lot of contributions. On the one hand, Yu Jianyun asked Lao Chen and others to deliberately expose the investigation of your whereabouts, and on the other hand, he asked County Magistrate Sun Ji Deng to take a report letter to attack you indirectly. You really believe it and start to mess up. When I came back from Hong Kong, you sent someone to follow me without any hesitation. Unfortunately, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind. The every move of you and your two apprentices happened to be under our close surveillance."

At this time, Yu Chunming calmed down instead, clapped his hands and asked, "Little Banxian, how do you know that I will definitely come to your house tonight?"

"A precise analysis and calm judgment. I heard that your old boyfriend Li Wanren is going to be promoted in Ningzhou City. The organization department is conducting a final inspection. You are eager to transfer it, so I asked Sun Ji to call you and come again. I didn't expect you to be a quarrel again. I called County Magistrate Deng again. Hehe, the two super actors, Sun Ji and County Magistrate Deng, are so fucking that they are so amazing. They intentionally or unintentionally exposed my goal to you. So you think that the only solution is to come to my house, destroy the evidence, and erase the criminal facts between you and Li Wanren. You are here obediently."

Yu Chunming laughed as he heard this, "Little Banxian, you have played such a big trick with bluffing, the purpose is to lead me to come. Now I'm here, you tell me, what's wrong with us?"

"Oh, my little Banxian was seriously injured. Now I have no power to tie a chicken. What else can I do? I can only hope that your conscience will be discovered and surrender."

Yu Chunming smiled and said, "Little Banxian, don't think you are pretending to be very similar. Your right leg is actually just a little skin injury. You let Yu Jianyun's criminal police team come in and out, and left half of more than ten acres of corn stalks to set up a maze array. It's just to cover up. There is only three hundred silver here. I'm sure you're sure I will come to your home tonight."

Chang Ning nodded slightly, "Yu Chunming, you are a guest, so please tell me how to play."

"Haha, little Banxian, throw away the broken pistol in your pocket first. I know you don't know how to play with a gun. Be careful not to hit others and hit yourself."

Chang Ning was very calm and took out the pistol given to him by Yu Jianyun from his pocket, threw it to the ground casually, while casually saying, "Yu Chunming, I advise you not to use a gun, so that you will not be able to escape later. The gang of trash kids under Yu Jianyun are waiting nearby."

Yu Chunming lit another cigarette, took a few sips and said, "Little Banxian, I don't think of you. Let me tell you that this time I came, I never thought of going out alive."

"Oh, those who treat death as if they are home will definitely be able to take one hundred." Chang Ning sighed, lit a cigarette, took a few sips and said, "Yu Chunming, you want to kill me, then destroy the corpse and burn my home in a big fire. This is a bit difficult. Don't forget that you are facing the Iron Mouth God's Little Immortal, but he has nine lives."

"Hmph, Xiao Banxian, it's getting late, it's time for you to go." Yu Chunming said, taking out his pistol.

Chang Ning laughed and shook his head and said, "Yu Chunming, don't you have to be so anxious. First of all, I will tell you that I bought two world-class recorders from Hong Kong, one in my pocket and the other in the stone table behind you. Our conversation recordings tonight will be enough to send you to the West to see the Buddha of Tathagata."

"Little Banxian, when a fire burns, your bourgeois high-tech will still turn into dust."

Chang Ning sat in a wheelchair and said with a smile: "Also, Yu Chunming, your pistol has not been turned on for insurance yet. Hehe, the moment you open the insurance, I have enough time to avoid your first shot."

Yu Chunming nodded and smiled, "That's right, I heard that your little fairy is first-class in escaping. I didn't expect the first shot to hit you, but there are five bullets in my gun."

Chang Ning said happily: "I bet you don't have a chance to fire a second shot."

"Oh, is that? I've beaten this bet."

"Oh, if you don't listen to the words of a half immortal, you will suffer a loss in front of you." Chang Ning sighed again, paused, and said seriously, "Yu Chunming, didn't I just say that you are the old corn I want to harvest in the end, how can I waste it in vain?"

"Little Banxian, please stop pretending to be a ghost for me. I will give you the last minute. Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have nothing to do."

Yu Chunming roared, threw away the cigarette butt, and raised the gun again.

Chang Ning shook his head proudly, clapped his hands and smiled, "Yu Chunming, when you sit down on that stone bench, you will become a turtle in the jar. If you don't believe it, try moving your butt. Is there anything wrong? Haha, I have set up a small mechanism on the stone bench. As long as you dare to move, the countless corn brothers around you will pour ruthlessly on your sinful body like mudslides."

Before he finished speaking, Chang Ning's wheelchair quickly turned and turned to the living room door like a whirlwind.

Behind him was the sound of Yu Chunming pulling the gun. Chang Ning suddenly got up from the chair without thinking, placing one leg on the ground, and his body floated into the living room like a leaf. Everyone knew that Yu Chunming was a famous sharpshooter in Qingzhou area. Playing with him was equivalent to discussing life and death with the King of Hell.

The gunshots at night are so crisp and loud.

Then, it seemed like a hurricane suddenly blew, and there was a loud bang in the yard, and the corn wall rolled towards Yu Chunming in an instant.

"Little Banxian..." This was the last tragic roar that Yu Chunming had before he was flooded by the corns.

A few more electric lights suddenly lit up in the yard, and they suddenly became brightly lit.

"Boys, cast a net." This was the shout of Lao Chen, a retired policeman in the criminal police team.

It was Chang Ning's idea that Old Chen head flashed out of the corner, Yu Jianyun and Ding Yilong Lei Jun, four-handed fishing nets were thrown out from their hands, covering the still squirming corn pile.

"Blast him with corn." This is Yu Jianyun's order.

The bales of corn that had been prepared had already flew from all directions to the pile of corn covered by fishing nets.

Finally, Yu Jianyun stopped shouting and another whistle was heard. More than a dozen fully armed police officers rushed into the yard.

Chang Ning pushed the wheelchair out of the living room, "Hehe, comrades, big news, use old corn to catch murderers, you can broadcast the CCTV News."

Old Chen sat on the ground with his head, holding a small wine bottle in one hand and holding a corn cob in the other hand, and muttered while gnawing: "His grandma's is also a corn cob and a fishing net. It won't be a forceful victory, and won't be a forceful victory."

Seeing that the corn pile was gone, several policemen brought a wooden fork, removed the fishing net, and quickly picked up the corn.

A few minutes later, two policemen came to Chang Ning with their handcuffed and bowed their heads. Chang Ning proudly said: "Oh, my old corn, I love you so much."

Yu Jianyun waved his hand and said, "Take it away." He shouted at the police officers beside him, "Comrades, I often pay the county magistrate to treat you. Each of them carried a few bundles of corn and took the team home."

"Okay, Yu Jianyun, are you talking about mass discipline?" Chang Ning felt distressed and kept shouting, "Comrades, comrades, help me pile the corn again before leaving."
Chapter completed!