Chapter 671 Drunk

Tan Qian has been in the position of Chief Inspector for nearly ten years. He was thinking that before he was kicked out of the Criminal Police Department due to age, he would have a chance to get promoted to Deputy Section Chief, and then be sent to a small suburban police station to be a Deputy Section Chief in charge of public security. He would be content with his life.

Wen Zhao also coveted the position of Chief Inspector of Tan Qian. Although the position of Chief Inspector is not very good, it is a necessary step to be promoted to Deputy Section Chief. If you want to be promoted, you have to be Chief Inspector first.

From the first day he entered the Criminal Police Department, he had set his sights on Li Meng, who was promoted very quickly at a young age. In work and life, he would get close to her whenever he had the chance, just to be helped at the critical moment of promotion.

Xiaoji is married, but he left all the family affairs to his wife. He has been working overtime and on duty every day without regrets in the past few years. He said that serving the people was too empty. He mainly wanted to have a good result, which could be regarded as a good explanation to his wife who was devoted to the family.

The captain of the serious crime squadron, this is the position that Li Meng promised him. Although Xiao Ji, who has been a policeman for many years, doubts whether the deputy captain in front of him has the ability to help him take the throne of the squadron captain. But it is obvious that the other party must have the strength to pull him down.

The people present all have their own ideas and goals. Although they may not be very simple, it is not easy for anyone in the adult world. If you only look at the results, they are also good men who dare to fight.

In their eyes, these are just a little more famous than ordinary criminals. Aren’t they criminals with two hands and two feet?

They are serious and experienced Dongzhou criminal police!

Who should be afraid? The answer is clear at a glance.

The night is quiet and the moonlight is like frost.

The clock has steadily struck twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Most of the windows in many buildings are dark. Except for a few rooms with computer screens on occasionally, the community is quiet.

A few days ago, Xiao Cao, who was still sitting on a chair and bed in an Internet cafe in Yiwu City, hundreds of kilometers away from here, was now lazily leaning on the railing of the second-floor balcony, aimlessly patting his cheeks, and looking down at a man lying on the lawn below, groaning because of drunkenness.

For some reason, he still envied this drunk guy in his heart.

Although he is half dead now and no one cares about him. But at least when the sun rises tomorrow morning, people will go to work and go home, and they will have a normal life waiting for them.

And he has nothing.

The crazy experience of the past few days made Xiao Cao feel suffocated. If he hadn't settled down tonight to fill his stomach and drank a lot of wine to numb himself, he really felt that he might still be trapped in a dream, or a nightmare.

Nightmare?

Xiao Cao couldn't help shivering, and tilted his head slightly. In his peripheral vision, the noisy scene in the inner room was reflected in his eyes through the glass window.

Fear crept into his heart again. The female corpse in the toilet of the hotel room had already frightened him, but what was even more desperate was that the two men just closed the toilet door after the incident and continued to eat and drink in the room.

It was as if the dead woman was just a piece of garbage thrown in the corner, and no one cared. Even when they went to the toilet, they also used their own excrement to spray her, calling it "cleansing her body".

After that, they closed the toilet door as usual, continued to eat meat and drink in the room, and shouted loudly in a language that only their own people could understand, and then laughed and continued to drink, just like the scene in the inner room now.

Damn it.

Xiao Cao closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but his mind couldn't stop emerging a dark toilet, filled with the smell of blood, and the LED light above his head flashed intermittently.

He saw an illusory self standing there with his head down, his hands covered in blood, his body shaking uncontrollably. Suddenly, the illusory self turned around and banged on the door frantically.

The action was intense, but no sound came out of his mouth.

"Hickey!"

Finally, Xiao Cao could no longer suppress the feeling of nausea in his abdomen, and the food, wine and bile in his stomach rushed up his throat.

He leaned on the balcony railing with one hand and couldn't help bending down.

After vomiting, Xiao Cao sat on the ground weakly, leaning against the railing, feeling tired and sad.

The plastic door of the balcony was opened with a creak.

"Oh, my dear friend, why are you hiding here alone? Everyone is waiting for you. Your story fascinates us." Perhaps he heard the noise outside, Aikebaier pushed open the balcony door with a beer and shouted to Xiao Cao.

Aikebaier's face was flushed, his eyes were flashing with a hazy light, he spoke very fast, and his other hand grasped the door handle to stabilize his swaying body.

He looked quite careful in front, but how come he changed completely after drinking. Xiao Cao slowly propped himself up, facing the enthusiastic Aikebaier, pointed at the dirt he had just vomited on the ground, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's better to vomit, so you can drink again!" Aikebaier glanced at the ground, walked around the pile of dirt, smiled and walked to Xiao Cao's side, insisting on pulling him into the inner room to drink a few more glasses.

What a joke, the way they drink will definitely kill people. Xiao Cao couldn't stand it, and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he couldn't drink anymore.

During the shove, a black object fell out of Aikebaier's arms and landed on the dirt that Xiao Cao had just vomited on the ground.

Xiao Cao was shocked when he saw this. Although he didn't know what this thing was, he had seen this fake Wei clan old man protecting this thing like a treasure in recent days. Except for taking a bath, he was reluctant to take it out even when sleeping. He guessed that it should be a holy object of faith.

Without thinking, he grabbed the box and started to wipe it with his clothes, saying quickly: "Sorry, sorry, I'll clean it for you right away."

Aikebaier laughed and pointed at Xiao Cao and said loudly: "My friend, be gentle, be gentler, otherwise we will have to go to heaven with you!"

"Ah?" Xiao Cao didn't react, but still stopped his movements and looked at Aikebaier, "What heaven? Are you Christians?"

"Haha, it means bang, and then everyone will fly!"

"Bang?"

Aikebaier first spun his hands into a love circle, then made a "bang" sound in his mouth, and then his hands suddenly spread out in a radial shape.

Xiao Cao was stunned for a moment, and no matter how stupid he was, he realized that this meant a bomb.

While Xiao Cao stopped, Aikebaier reached out to take back the box, stuffed it back into his arms, wrapped it tightly, and then pushed Xiao Cao back to the inner room with both hands without any hesitation.

Even though it was late at night, the people in the house were still very welcoming and the atmosphere was thick.

"Haha, my friend, drink! Drink!"

"You need to drink more, so you can drink better!"

"This is the best in the world"

Bang.

As the door on the balcony was closed, the noise finally quieted down.

After a while, the "drunk" man lying downstairs stood up straight, looked up and looked at the place where Xiao Cao had stood upstairs before, and then left quickly without looking back, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

After the "drunk" left, a figure flashed by the wall not far away, looking in the direction of the "drunk" who had left before for a while, and seeing no one appeared, he imitated the man's appearance, walking crookedly and stiffly, looking like an unqualified "drunk".

When he got closer, he found that the drunk was actually Jiang Hai, who had been following the black Volkswagen that Li Meng was riding, and was led by Dongcheng Feilong to sneak over to catch the "adultery".

Li Meng probably never dreamed that she, who was performing a tracking mission, was also quietly found by someone, and this person looked quite unprofessional.

"Hey, I learned another trick."

Jiang Hai, who was lying on the ground pretending to be drunk, stared at the balcony on the second floor.

After a long time, there was no movement upstairs, and Jiang Hai stood up again, staggering around the small building.

After turning around for a few times and finding nothing, he lay back on the grass.

He got numb from lying down, so he stood up again.

He got tired of walking, so he lay back down again.

And so on.

Then at a certain moment, Jiang Hai, who was lying on the grass pretending to be drunk and about to fall asleep, saw a fat middle-aged man who he had seen for the first time coming out of the balcony on the second floor.

This fat man was not like an ordinary person. At first glance, he looked a bit like O'Neal after retirement, maybe a little shorter in height.

Jiang Hai, who had been harassed by mosquitoes for most of the night, was very interested in seeing the real person. After all, this person did not belong to the previous trio. If nothing unexpected happened, he should be the owner of this house.

However, this fat man was of no use to Jiang Hai except for his size, which surprised him a little. He just leaned on the balcony and made a phone call for a while. It sounded like some boring things about owing money and begging for mercy.

After the call, the fat man returned to the room.

Jiang Hai lay quietly for a while and started the previous cycle again.

"Tsk tsk, what a fat fat man"