When I heard the man's calm words, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. When I was kidnapped, I asked him to pay the ransom. I felt very sorry for him, 300,000! How should I pay it back? But he didn't care about my situation and his official tone made me very upset. This is already my best friend. If it were someone else, there would be only one sentence "I deserve it."

As expected, I am not enough to make a mistake. I can investigate the case and be kidnapped!

Li Qi treated the threat object with satisfaction and turned the photo function in his mobile phone toward me. The scar man held the dagger that Li Qi had gestured to me and stabbed it hard on my left shoulder. My mouth was stuffed with a rag and couldn't make a sound. The pain stimulated me. I could only bite the rag in my mouth and closed my eyes tightly. I felt that the arm on my left was probably useless if I cut that knife.

After completing a series of procedures, they only took a photo of me every day to wait for the money. Five people walked out of the warehouse one after another. The last man stopped when he was about to step out of the warehouse. He turned around and smiled at me evilly, saying, "I forgot to tell you that the thing in your mouth was something that my elder brother didn't want before, and he hadn't washed it yet."

I instantly widened my eyes and twisted my body, watching him leave the warehouse and be locked, and he fell into the abyss of darkness. There was still shame that accompanied me! At this moment, I could no longer calm down. I swear that when I went out, I would throw that damn boss into the cesspool!

I don’t know how long I was locked up, but I just watched them take photos of me and calculate the time. It’s probably three days. In three days, I tasted the taste of death, was locked up in this dark warehouse, swallowed by darkness, and finally swallowed my heart. I once imagined many ways of death, which could be to sacrifice heroically during the arrest of crime, to sacrifice myself to protect witnesses, or even to die by ghosts and monsters, or to die of gray hair and old age and illness, but I never thought I would die so frustrated. I was not afraid of death, but now I am locked up in this warehouse. I am afraid of being so depressed.

I am afraid of darkness, hunger, and cold. I have been locked here for three days and my grains of rice have not been in. Although it was summer, the wet warehouse at night is enough to make me tremble. At this moment, I can clearly feel life flowing away from my body. The five senses have no sense of consciousness, and even breathing is so tired. I think I am almost dying. Some people say that if I don’t drink water for three days or eat for seven days, I will die of thirst and starve to death. It turns out that it is true. I have never been afraid of death now, but I want to die like this, but I want to die soon. Living is too painful, and I want to get rid of it quickly.

I smiled bitterly in my heart. It turned out that I was not as strong as I thought. It turned out that I was also very cowardly. What I said when I entered the criminal police brigade before was not afraid of hardship or loyalty to the people is now like a joke.

I don't want to die here. Something seemed to fall down the corner of my eyes and slid down my cheeks. I opened my dry lips and stuck out my tongue to wrap it into my mouth. It was astringent.

On the fourth day, they still took photos of me, but did not leave immediately like before. I vaguely saw a blurry shadow approaching me, and then he squatted down. I didn't know what he looked like, so I could only be sure that he was a man.

He was provoked by his chin, and I saw a mouth open and closed: "Brother, his eyes are covered with cold skin. What if he doesn't live on the seventh day?"

"He can't die yet, go and bring some food." I can clearly test the sound. This sound came from another man two meters away.

The rapid footsteps were far away, and they really didn't want me to die for money. But as a highly trained detective, I would never succumb to criminals.

Someone approached and his lips touched something warm and hot. A light fragrance penetrated into his nose, probably porridge. I bit my lips and closed my eyes, and turned my head to the other side.

"Bang!" Something fell to the ground. After less than three seconds of silence, there was a burst of pain on his face. The person in front of me pulled out a trembling object and concluded that it was a dagger. He shouted loudly: "He|Mom|! You don't know what's wrong! Just kill me! Tie me here to get in my eyes!"

"Stop! The third brother stopped! You can't kill him yet!"

"Brother! I just can't stand him!"

"That's not possible, you can't kill him, at least not now, so keep him here, because you can live for one or two days, and the money will come on the seventh day, and it doesn't matter if you wait for less than seven days."

"Why take a few more photos now and kill him. Brother, what do you think?" the woman's voice.

"No! We have been in this industry for so many years. What if someone else sees it? You can judge the time of the photo from the photo at a glance." It seems that this boss already knows that Yinzi is a criminal policeman.

Then there was silence again, as if a consensus was reached, several voices rang out: "Okay, listen to my brother."

"He | Mom |, I will save you a life!" He was kicked in his calf, and he almost lost consciousness in pain. He still felt that he could live for a few days.

Amid the chaotic sound of shoes rubbing against the floor, the few people left.

Will Yinzi come to save me? Although he said he would come, his unconcerned tone still disappointed me a little. I am friends with him, right? There is no way, this is Yinzi, like wood, and there is no relationship. But I thought he would be a little special to me, at least he is my most important friend.

I lived another day after that day. I was imprisoned and had no ability to resist.

Who can understand my pain? As a criminal policeman, he is close to me, but he has no choice. Watching the crime go on, this is an absolute insult to his profession.

Another day passed, and I was about to die. My eyelids were so heavy that I could no longer open it and fell into the deep darkness.

Suddenly a ray of sunlight shone in, and under the sun I saw a familiar face. I slowly approached and finally saw him clearly.

I shouted tentatively: "Liangcheng, is it really you?"

He didn't answer, but just smiled softly, his face began to change, and finally turned into silver's face.

"Silver?" I was shocked.

"It will be fine, don't worry." Yinzi had a gentle smile on his face, his tone was so gentle, it was so unreal. I felt numb all over, my heart was chilling, and my eyes were shaking. I opened my eyes again and I was already on a snow-white bed, and the room was also snow-white.

Is this paradise?

"Awakened! Wake up!"

Then I saw a woman of forty-six or seven next to me. When I opened my eyes, she shouted excitedly to the door. Then several female nurses in white long gowns walked in. They quickly checked me and said to the woman with a professional smile: "Don't worry, the patient is fine, you can be discharged from the hospital immediately."

"That's great, thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

After the nurse left, I looked at the woman before she could express her questions, but the woman spoke: "I am Xianyang's mother. You are Officer Jun. The police officer who came two days ago has made it clear. I'm really embarrassed to let Officer Jun die for Xianyang."

"This is my duty. What is the name of the person who sent me?"

"I don't know, his men call him the team leader."

It's silver. He has really come, "Where are other people?"

"Let's go, it seems that he has something very important."

"Oh." I looked at Zhang Xianying's mother and smiled softly, "Please help me with the discharge procedures? Oh, by the way, where are those criminals?"

"Die. The officer's subordinates killed them, and the police here went to collect the bodies."

Kill? Killing a criminal directly is also a crime. Don’t you know the silver?

"The police officer originally entered the police station, but I heard that those people wanted to kill the police. The police officer accidentally killed them in order to protect his subordinates, so the police here did not pursue him and let him go."

Let it go, that's good.

I originally wanted to take revenge, but it seemed that I had no chance.

After leaving the hospital, I was taken directly to Zhang Xianying's house. I was still thoughtful and didn't have to look around now. When I arrived at Zhang's house, I took a look at the calendar on August 23, 2010. I had been away from Hangzhou for eight days. I haven't contacted Liancheng now. It seems that I must act quickly.

I wandered around Zhang Xianying's home for a day. I have never felt so bored in the years as a criminal policeman. However, I have also collected a lot of information about Zhang Xianying, which gave me a rough direction for the investigation of the case.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Xianying has always been an obedient and good boy. His family moved to Nanjing seven years ago. Zhang Xianying attended high school in Nanjing. He has a very good friend named Wan Jie.

Wan Jie works in a bar in Nanjing. He has stopped studying after graduating from high school and follows his father in this bustling metropolis.

However, there is one thing worth my attention, that is, three years ago, Wan Jie and Zhang Xianying had a big fight after graduating from high school. The reason is very simple. From my perspective, it can be said that two ignorant but active children quarreled with their studies over the so-called "friendship".

Wan Jie is not a good student in high school, and it is obvious that he failed the college entrance examination. However, Zhang Xiansheng has had top academic performance since childhood, and the two are particularly good friends. So Wan Jie proposed to ask Zhang Xiansheng to drop out of school and start a business in Nanjing with him. Zhang Xiansheng wanted to study, and his parents and relatives' expectations rejected Wan Jie's request. Because of this reason, Wan Jie thought that Zhang Xiansheng was not brother enough, and since then the two of them were strangers and never met and contacted each other again.

Through various inquiries, I learned the specific location of Zhang Xianyan’s tomb. I bought a copper bell, a bronze mirror, a rooster with a red crown, and some cinnabar. I just need to wait until it gets dark.

After knowing that Wan Wei existed, I felt that I had nothing to do anyway, and I was idle even though I was idle. Why not just go and see Zhang Xianying, the so-called best friend, Wan Wei.

As far as I know, Wan Ke and his father live in Building 2, Lushan Park. He lost his mother at a young age. He has lived with his father in Lushan Park since high school and has never changed residence. He usually works with his father in Nanji Bar during the day. Wan Ke is a bartender in the bar and his father is the bar manager.
Chapter completed!