Without Matteo Ci's house, there seemed to be less joy, and everyone returned to a busy life. Fu Ping'an finally repaired the Audi 100. The car was shipped in 1996. The last annual inspection was in 2002. It was released from the inspection for 11 years. According to the scrapping standards of old motor vehicles, it is already a waste material. According to the new regulations issued this year, there seems to be a glimmer of vitality.

The professional matters are handed over to professionals, and Fu Ping'an entrusts the repaired car to the owner of the auto repair shop to operate. He has all the strong relationships in the car management, so he doesn't need to find those scalpers, just by looking for insiders. Of course, the benefits are paid.

A professional came to an office in the vehicle management office. Liu Fengping, the youngest daughter of the old Liu family, was the owner of the office. She was packing her things and leaving early. When she saw someone coming, she sat back and turned on the computer to prepare for business.

"Secretary Liu, my friend's car has been removed from the trial. I want to postpone it. A broken car is not worth it. I just don't want to throw it away if I have feelings." The professional put an envelope wrapped in a newspaper on the table. Liu Fengping didn't look at it and asked directly: "What's the number of the car?"

After finishing this, I processed a few more discards. Liu Fengping swept the envelope into the drawer. It was all my old relationship for many years. Even the thickness of the envelope was not needed. I can't make any mistakes. This is called trust.

So, the car that Fu Ping'an picked up had a legal identity. He uploaded his ID, registered a Didi driver, and began his amateur sports car career. The online car-hailing business was just launched, with many subsidies and generous inputs, which was worthy of the time and money spent on repairing the car.

When his brother's life was calm and boring, his brother Fan Dongsheng became much more exciting. Although the police academy was semi-military, and the name was early and the bed was checked at night, he was allowed to leave the school gate for half a day on weekends, but he could always find a way to sneak out and play. There were not many cases of not returning home at night, because Angel's profession was to sell alcohol at night, and at night was her working hours. Instead, she was at home during the day, and Dongsheng went to her rental house during the day to play.

Although the relationship is getting deeper and deeper, Fan Dongsheng has always concealed his true identity, and Angel doesn't like to ask questions. Anyway, everyone is just greedy for each other and is just a pair of dew-water mandarin ducks.

On Sunday morning, Fan Dongsheng took a car and went straight to An Qier's residence. He knocked on the door for a long time. An Qier was wearing pajamas and came to open the door with sleepy eyes. He muttered that he was busy until after four o'clock last night and almost exhausted.

"Come on, let me take good care of you." Fan Dongsheng took off his clothes and a hungry tiger rushed to eat...

Within a few minutes, the door was knocked again, and the sound was rapid.

"Who?" Fan Dongsheng asked in a low voice. He was a little worried that the police station would come to catch the prostitute. Although An Qier was not Lou Feng, he could not resist the report from the enthusiastic neighbor who could not stand it.

"I don't know, I'll go and see." Angel got out of bed naked, put on a nightgown, pulled her slippers to the door, looked through the cat's eyes, and was shocked, and ran back and said, "He's here, you can hide quickly, under the bed and in the big wardrobe."

A man's shout came from outside the door: "Xiuzhi, Xiuzhi, it's me."

Fan Dongsheng jumped up with a carp and whispered, "Damn!" No need to ask, it was Angel'er's husband who came. He caught him right now, which was even worse than being caught by the police station. It was not unfair to be beaten to death. He quickly ran to the window with his clothes in his arms. He couldn't hide outside at all. The floor was so high that he might fall down and die. He had to retreat and hide in the bathroom first.

Angel finally opened the door. When she saw the man outside the door, she pretended to be shocked: "Brother Dahong, it's you!"

When the man entered the door, he turned around and closed the door, locked it, and glanced at the foot of his feet. A pair of men's leather shoes were Fan Dongsheng's shoes.

Angel noticed the man's sinister gaze and hurriedly explained: "There is no man at home. I found a pair of old shoes to deliver food. The ones who delivered express delivery proved that I did not live alone."

The man believed it and nodded slowly: "Xiuzhi, I believe in you."

Angel tried hard to calm down: "Where did you come from? What have you been doing over the years? Why hasn't you heard from me?"

The man put down his bag and sat down on the sofa, touching his eyes everywhere without answering.

Angel said: "Are you hungry or not? I'll give you bread and eat it."

The man shook his head: "I just ate it, I'm not hungry,"

Angel fidgeted: "Then... I'll peel you some fruit."

The man said, "Sit down and let me take a good look."

Angel sat down and squeezed out a smile. The man gently stroked her face: "Jun, you are still so handsome. How many years have you been with me? From the age of eighteen to now, it has been twelve years. Before I knew it, you are all thirty years old, and I am also in my fifth place."

"How did you find me?" Angel held the man's hand and made a move.

The man sneered: "You forgot what I do. My best attitude is to find people. I came down from the mountain and found you in one city after another. I found you one by one at night bars. I spent a lot of effort. Finally, I found it. Last night, I was in Didi Bar. You didn't notice it. I have observed you for two days. I am very satisfied. You didn't take the man at home and didn't cuckold me."

Angel had a cold war and couldn't help but look at the bathroom.

"I'll untie it." The man walked to the bathroom.

"The toilet is broken," said Angel.

"I can repair the toilet." The man stood at the door of the bathroom and lifted his clothes. Angel saw the handle of the gun that was blocked on his belt.

The bathroom door was opened and there was no one inside. The man went in and pressed the toilet flush button. It was OK.

Angel laughed even worse than crying: "It's good and bad sometimes."

The man walked to the bedroom, started searching, leaned over and looked under the bed, and opened the large wardrobe again. No one was there. Angel was also surprised. Where is Fan Dongsheng?

Fan Dongsheng hid on the air conditioner outside the window, and the curtains were pulled up, so he could not see him for the time being, but here there was ten floors, and the bare exterior wall had nothing to climb, so it was completely impossible to get out of it.

I hope the man will leave quickly. Fan Dongsheng prayed secretly. When he heard some conversations, he felt that this man was not a good man.

Suddenly the cell phone in the pants pocket rang, and I don’t know which damn call it. Fan Dongsheng took out his cell phone and wanted to silence it. Suddenly the curtain was pulled open. He was exposed to the man’s vicious sight. He panicked. The cell phone fell down and fell freely to the ground, falling to pieces.

The man opened the window and reached out to Fan Dongsheng: "Come in and speak."

Fan Dongsheng has no second choice but to enter the house.

In the bedroom, Angel fell to his knees and said tremblingly: "Brother Dahong, please listen to my explanation."

Fan Dongsheng did not kneel down. He didn't think he had made a mistake, because he didn't know that Angel had a husband in advance, but this matter was not authentic after all, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

The man sat by the bed, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Xiuzhi, don't be afraid, listen to me first, you should sit down."

The two sat down, and the man said, "All these years, you don't know whether I'm dead or alive. You are alone and a woman, and you always have to live. You can get some wild food. I can understand, boy, where are you from, what are you doing, how old are you?"

Before Fan Dongsheng could speak, An Qier replied for him: "He is still a child, he is mingling with the eldest brother in society, and his family is also average."

The man said, "He is a fellow traveler."

Fan Dongsheng nodded. The man always tried to be as kind as possible to speak, but the smell emitted by his body was highly dangerous and murderous.

"Xiuzhi is a woman, I don't blame her, but if you sleep with my woman, you have to give me an explanation." As he said that, he pulled out a black pistol from behind his waist.

Fan Dongsheng's pupils contracted. This is a real guy. This man is a thief!

A man's gun is loaded at all times, so there is only one action to open a security. Fan Dongsheng's brain is turning quickly. What should he do? Should he resist or beg for mercy? The other party is a veteran, as calm as an old dog. He will definitely be shot when he pounces on him. He is still young, only twenty years old, and shouldn't die, and he shouldn't have passed away with this method of death.

"Turn away." The man ordered.

This is about to be shot from behind. Fan Dongsheng was shocked, turned around tremblingly, and cried bitterly: "Brother, please shake me."

The gunshot did not sound, and the man hit Fan Dongsheng on the back of the head, knocking him out.

...

I don’t know how long it took, Fan Dongsheng woke up slowly and found himself lying in the bathtub, his hands and feet tied tightly by wires, and he couldn’t make a sound with tape on his mouth. The bathroom door was closed and he could hear the conversation outside.

When the man was eating, he was sucking his lips and smacked his lips. He drank cans of beer hard. Angel lit a cigarette for him and beat his legs. After he was full of wine, the man burped and said, "Do you have a big pot at home? The kind of steamed buns?"

Angel said: "No, I don't cook very much at home."

The man said: "Where can you buy it? Go and buy more garbage bags. If you want the black, strong, and leak-free ones, buy a hacksaw and a chopping knife. It would be better if you can buy sulfuric acid. If you don't work, buy more potions to open the sewer and buy more."

Angel said: "Okay, there are all kinds of grocery stores."

Fan Dongsheng was almost scared. This was the rhythm of dismembering himself. Isn’t it just a woman who slept? It wouldn’t be so good.

Is it just like this? It's worse than shooting. Cut it into pieces and put it in a pot and cook it, destroying the body and destroying the traces. This case will definitely become a brilliant stroke in the history of Omi police's criminal investigation. Maybe his classmates will learn it. It's too fucking unlucky. I shouldn't die just like that. He tried to calm himself down. Only calm can he save his life. Various plans quickly flashed through his mind...

Two hours later, the man and Angel came in, wearing ponchos and plastic slippers, holding hacksaws and kitchen knives, and they all said that a couple had a hundred days of gratitude for one night. The woman still couldn't bear it, but if she didn't do this, maybe the next one would be her.

"Beat it to death first, then cut it?" An Qier asked tremblingly.

"No, it's interesting to see it alive." The man looked serious.

Fan Dongsheng's mouth was blocked, but his nose could still make a sound. He sneered: "Hmmm, hum, hum, haha." His eyebrows and eyes also showed laughter patterns.

The man was indeed trapped, tore open the tape from Fan Dongsheng's mouth and asked him, "Why are you laughing at?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "I laugh at you as a fool, a brainless idiot."

The man stretched his eyebrows and squatted down and said, "I have sent away six people. You are the only one who is not afraid of death. You dare to tease me until the end of death. Tell me, how stupid I am?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "Brother, I think you are the number one person. Why are you so arrogant and killing me? You have been happy for a while and worried for the rest of your life. Yes, you have sent away six of them, not one of them, but now the technology level of solving cases is different from before. If you make such a big noise, you can't escape. If I were you, I would not kill people, but only seek wealth.

"Tell me," the man smiled sinisterly.

Fan Dongsheng said: "With the courage of the elder brother, you can learn from Zhang Ziqiang and tie a big boss and get tens of thousands of yuan. The big bosses such as Jinjiang, Wang Shifeng and Li Suifenglong, drive Jiangpi Paradise. I know where they live and what cars they drive."

The man said, "Thank you for reminding me that when I cook you, I will do what you said."
Chapter completed!