The Monster I Was Redeemed

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Although the dormitory is old, the basic lighting facilities are still functioning.

As soon as the four of them stepped into the corridor, the dim sensor light turned on.

This kind of warm light did not bring any sense of security to everyone, but added a horrible filter.

It seemed that in the next moment, a group of bandaged monsters with yellow-brown liquid on their fingertips would burst out from both sides of the corridor.

The dormitory is silent, with few occupants. No matter how beautiful things are in the absence of vitality, it will look terrible, not to mention this kind of shabby dormitory.

According to the scene in the retrospect, Jin Pingan came to the door of the tattooed man’s house.

The concealed door gave him an ominous premonition.

Wu Ke raised his pistol, turned on the weapon flashlight and gently pushed the door in.

In the pitch-black holiday, a figure who knew nothing about life and death was lying on the floor.

Wu Ke walked forward cautiously and put his hand on his neck.

“Still alive.” Wu Ke said back.

Hearing this, Jin Ping’an breathed a sigh of relief.

The other two team members pressed the switch of the electric light, and for an instant, the entire room was filled with the light of incandescent lamps, as bright as daylight.

The sudden bright light made Jin Ping’an a little uncomfortable. He squinted his eyes to observe the room, but the sight through the gap made him slowly widen his eyes.

The living room at this time is completely different from when he looked back.

Although the room looked sloppy when I looked back, everything was placed where it should be.

But now the room is a mess.

The desk was overturned, two legs of the bench fell off, and clothes were thrown all over the floor. The most important thing was that the tattooed man had blood on his forehead.

Jin Pingan asked quickly, “Is he okay?”

“It’s just a bit of skin on the top of the head, not a fatal injury…Hey, wake up.”

Wu Ke turned the tattooed man over his face and slapped him twice, but the other party didn’t respond.

The two team members who were pulled over to make up the count picked up a prescription: “Team Wu, look at this.”

Before Wu Ke could identify it, Jin Ping’an knew what it was.

Triazolam bought from a drug dealer.

Reminiscent of the method the messenger used to tattoo shop owners and drug dealers just now.

Jin Pingan looked at the tattooed man’s finger subconsciously.

Sure enough, the five fingers of his left hand were like wagging kelp, all twisted to the point of disgusting.

“The deceased… Bah, the victim should have been tortured before going into a coma.”

Wu Ke observed the mouth of the tattooed man. In his teeth, he saw the drug residue: “He can’t wake up for a while. Take the person back to lock up. Remember to do a check before closing. internal injury.”

Wu Ke stood up and clapped his hands, and took a look at the illegal drugs found by his men.

“Triazolam, sevoflurane, ketamine, with these things, it is not a problem to detain him for ten days.”

Hearing Wu Ke’s words, Jin Ping An was completely relieved: “Thank you, Uncle Wu.”

“Uncle Wu, you are so big! I just turned thirty years old!”

Wu Ke slapped Jin Ping’an on the back fiercely: “It’s too early, I’ll take you home?”

Jin Ping’an coughed straight after being slapped by Wu Ke, he said intermittently: “Cough, no, cough… I just go to the anti-drug team’s lounge to make do for one night, and Lao Tian will come over tomorrow, so I can make another trip. ”

“Why don’t you go to the dormitory?” Wu Ke suggested.

Jin Ping’an recalled the scene of a big man surrounded by men when he visited the dormitory of the anti-narcotics team last time.

“…Forget it.”

…

At 10:30 the next morning, the criminal police team.

Tian Hao parked the car in the parking lot of the Criminal Police Team and opened the door with the document report.

“Old Tian, ​​why did you come back so soon?”

The colleagues at the front desk were a little surprised to see Tian Hao.

You should know that he was transferred to other areas for a business trip not long ago, and he hasn’t even arrived for a week since he left.

“The case over there was solved. The local police had already investigated it almost. I was rushed over and it came to a close.”

Tian Hao put down his file bag, clocked in at the front desk, and chatted for a while to learn about the recent developments of the Interpol Team.

“How are things in the team?”

“How can it be, the same way, a group of people walked around with the report of the technical department, and the case still hasn’t made any progress.”

The detective on stage looked at Lao Tian and hesitated for a while: “There is also the kid Jin Pingan who didn’t know where he went recently. He hasn’t shown up for several days.”

Tian Hao asked tentatively: “Is he still investigating the disappearance?”

The detective at the front desk looked a little unnatural: “I guess so, but everyone is busy investigating the robbery, so there is no time to go around with him.”

Tian Hao did not answer.

When the two fell into a fascinating silence, Liu Yuan, the deputy captain of the Interpol Team, led a middle-aged and elderly person in his sixties to come over. Behind them, he followed a man dressed as a bodyguard.

“Tian Hao? Why are you…” Liu Yuan looked surprised when he saw Tian Hao again.

“The case over there is over. I can’t get involved in the finishing work, so I came back first.”

Tian Hao first explained the reason for his return, then looked at the old man and asked, “I don’t know who this is?”

“This is the vice president of the Qianhua City Calligraphy Association, Mr. Hu Yingshao and Mr. Hu, and he is also the calligraphy teacher of Captain Shi.”

Liu Yuan turned to face Hu Yingshao: “Old Hu, he is the one mentioned before, Tian Hao, the ace detective of our Qianhua Criminal Police Detachment.”

“Don’t always be Hu Lao Hu Lao Hu, just call me Mr. Hu.”

Hu Yingshao sternly waved her hand, and when Tian Hao looked at her face, a kind smile appeared on her face: “I usually listen to Hongfang mentioning you, but now I look like a talent!

In ancient times, you must be the kind of capable person who can help the world with writing, and who can’t do it right away. ”

“Absurd.”

Tian Hao doesn’t know why this old gentleman is so enthusiastic. Seeing him is the same as seeing his long-lost grandson.

Hu Yingshao held Tian Hao’s right hand with both hands, shook him and looked at the wall of the hall, and suddenly his eyes lit up: “Xiao Wang, get my pen!”

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Hu Yingshao pressed the button on the brush, and soon the nib was soaked with ink.

With a big wave of his hand, he left four characters on the rice paper: Xianliang Fangzheng!

After writing, he took out his own seal and put it on the lower left corner.

“The old man didn’t bring any meeting gifts. The only one who can tell is this handwriting. I hope you don’t dislike it.”

“What are you doing in a daze? Thank you Mr. Hu.”

Liu Yuan exaggeratedly said: “I asked the old man for a year and two months before his old man was willing to give me a copy of it. I went back and quickly mounted it and heard it.”

Seeing this, Tian Hao had to accept the word: “This…Thank you Mr. Hu.”

Hu Yingshao pretended to be angry and said, “You bear a grudge, and I remember it clearly how long I have been begging.”

Liu Yuan rubbed his hands and smiled: “Hey, doesn’t it seem that you are hard to find a daughter.”