"Director, this kid seems to be frightened!" One of the big-bellied policemen saw me and didn't even shoot me. They could even hear a little ridicule in their tone.

The street lights can already be illuminated here, and the fire from the burning A6 not far away, I inadvertently looked at the policeman and found that the fat policeman who was talking, I actually knew him. He was Captain Liu, who was called by Boss Hong on Longxi Road last time when I had a conflict with Hongmei on Longxi Road.

Now he is following a man who looks about fifty years old. It seems that this person is the director mentioned by Captain Liu.

I was just raising my head, but I just pretended to be scared, so I could naturally see the people over there.

The man looked righteous, holding a gun in his hand, with a cautious look on his face: "You know what's wrong! Be careful, don't die, don't know how to die!"

The man, who was called the director, scolded Captain Liu, but his eyes never left me.

From these we can see that this director is definitely not an incompetent person like this big-bellied Captain Liu.

Captain Liu was scolded and became honest in an instant.

"Save me, save me!" I glanced at the director, and then looked elsewhere. In fact, I was just looking at it on purpose, making them believe that I was the victim.

A large number of policemen surrounded him, but no one relaxed their vigilance. It seemed that they all knew that there was a gun and a fight here tonight. Otherwise, they could see a burning car from their perspective. It would be a car accident at first glance. Naturally, they would not have to mobilize so many people in the middle of the night, and they would not be so cautious.

Under the spiritual consciousness, I could see clearly the behavior of everyone around me.

"One last warning! Hold your head with your hands." One of the policemen roared, four or five people came to me, and a few went to the side. I didn't know their process, but it seemed to be an investigation site.

I pretended to be scared and didn't move, but my eyes were dull and I looked around with fear on my face. Soon, the four or five policemen arrived next to me.

"Call up first!" The middle-aged director gave the order, and several people were about to take action. I knew that I could not be too honest at this time, because I just pretended to be frightened. The character design at this time must not be caught in an instant. This is too abnormal. Thinking of it, I shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

While shouting, I struggled hard, but my strength suppressed it to the level of an ordinary person.

"Be quiet!" Several young policemen said, helping me up, probably to listen to the middle-aged director and torture me up. However, seeing that I was covered in blood, I looked frightened, perhaps with some sympathy, and my tone was not very heavy. At this moment, a policeman who walked to the guardrail suddenly started to scream.

"Chief, there are corpses here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed, especially the police officers surrounding me, and suddenly became nervous. Two of them pointed at me with guns, and the other two quickly took out an electric rod from their belts. One took two steps back, turned on the strong light and shone on my face, and the other one came up and headed at my chest: "Stir, sting" twice.

But I was electrocuted to the ground immediately with an ordinary human constitution. Four people followed me and pressed me to the ground. At this time, I stopped resisting. It was almost a little bit, otherwise it would be counterproductive, but my expression was still frightened.

"There is another one here, I was shot in the head!" Another policeman's voice sounded.

"There is one more in the director's river!" Another policeman's voice sounded, making the atmosphere around him extremely tense.

The middle-aged director's face suddenly sank, and at night it seemed like ink was about to drip out. It was very ugly. Sweat as big as beans came out of his forehead. After taking a step, he walked to the guardrail and looked into the river anxiously, and was panicked.

Everyone around was panicked. After all, this was not a trivial matter. There were too many things involved in three lives.

"Hurry, give me a carpet search around to see if there are any clues!" A policeman with a high status saw that the director had stopped talking, and quickly commanded. Everyone started to get busy again. People of forty or fifty, one by one, holding a strong light flashlight, searched around them in a carpet style. Soon, various sounds came out from different places.

"The bullet was found here, shell!"

"There was a bullet found here, hole!"

“There is blood here!”

“There are also here!”

"There is a gun here!"

As the voice kept coming, the middle-aged director was shocked, frowned, bit his lower lip, and he bit his blood. He stood there without saying a word. It was obviously a gunfight scene, and three people were hung up, and the matter was seriously beyond their expectations.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged director changed his whole body, as if he was making a very important decision, and turned his body over.

"Everyone is moving, clean the scene, don't leave anything for me!" The middle-aged director yelled in an instant, "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

"But, Director, this does not comply with the rules, we should..." The policeman who had just directed everyone to search in a carpet style was interrupted by the middle-aged director before he could finish his words.

"Rules are determined by people. Tonight this matter is so big and there are so many lives. If we follow the rules, we will block them first, then investigate them, and then report them by the media, which will cause panic among citizens." The director's tone suddenly became sharp, "Will you bear the responsibility then?"

"Rules are really pedantic!"

The man: "I, I..." he stopped talking. After listening to the middle-aged director's words, he also knew the seriousness of the matter and stopped talking.

Obviously, he thought things too simply. If this matter is exposed, it will not be just a simple problem like killing three people. Once it causes panic among citizens, it will affect many people. This man must have not thought of these joint problems.

Now that the middle-aged director said that, he figured it out.

"Okay, hurry up, don't leave any trace for me, do it quickly."

The man nodded vigorously, turned his head and ordered his subordinates to do it.

But the middle-aged director came to me, walked to me, and pulled an electric rod with a subordinate.

"Still, stoop!" I greeted me, and I was just an "ordinary person" and was directly electrocuted to the ground.

"Say, what's going on!" The middle-aged director looked at me fiercely.

I fell to the ground and looked extremely weak: "I, I don't know, I'm just a student, driving normally on the road, and being chased by them all the way here, my car was blown up."

My tone was very lying and even a little stuttering, which was in line with the reaction of an ordinary student when encountering such a thing.

The middle-aged director frowned even more, motionless, staring at me hard for more than a minute.

I sneered in my heart, playing psychological warfare with me, I don’t know how many people died in my disguise over the years, who are you?

"Take it back first!" After a while, the middle-aged director turned his head.

"Yes" two young policemen pulled me who had been tortured and were about to walk into the police car.

Suddenly, when I was about to arrive at the police car, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart. I was anxious and subconsciously struggled, and fell back straight. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!