The text of the work_1327, kills without blinking

"It's easy to say, I'm sure I'm fine, Mei Liangxin should be okay, I know the Land and Safety Supervision Institute, I'll invite it, it's Township Chief Zhou... I'll go and ask for a look, I can't tell if his old man can do it!"

"Okay, help me make an appointment, if it doesn't work, I'll figure it out!"

"Oh yes! Okay, that's it... Toot toot. Yu Ergou hung up the phone on the other side.

Zhao Yun sat for a while, then remembered Pan Zhilin again, so he dialed the phone.

"Hey, Linlin?"

"Well, Brother Zhao. ”

"How's it going over there, has anything changed?"

"Hmm... Not yet, the company is still operating normally, but acquaintances from the Fourth Hospital and the Military Hospital told me that Director Zheng can't wake up, and no one may take the lead in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and Wu Ming is likely to take advantage of the situation. ”

"That's for sure, Director Zheng is the one who harmed him, who will enter if he doesn't enter!"

"Ahh It's really a loss of conscience..."

"But isn't it, you didn't know him for the first day, and there was no way anyone could make my Linlin so beautiful and beautiful, so that he could do everything. ”

"It's still kidding~!" Pan Zhilin said coquettishly.

"Okay, don't worry, how the company should operate, how to operate, if the traditional Chinese medicine can't go out temporarily, make inventory, I will find a way." ”

"Well, I'm not afraid of you..."

"Okay, relax, so be it... Call me for something... Toot toot. Zhao Yun hung up the phone.....

In the evening, the cemetery in the west of the city.

This is a relatively simple cemetery, although it is also a cemetery, and it is basically prepared for families with relatively poor economic conditions.

After all, it costs money to buy a cemetery now! If you are in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen, it will be even more expensive, and you can buy a house in a resting place or even a house in a third- or fourth-tier city.

As a result, it looks shabby and barren, overgrown with weeds and untended, and the gates of the cemetery are broken, as if you can come and go as you please.

The tombstone tomb seat is also very ordinary, naturally not talking about white marble and marble, and compared with the adjacent high-level cemeteries and martyrs' cemeteries, it is naturally not the same.

At this time, in this cemetery, there are two tombs next to each other

In front of the monument, there were three people standing.

Fat dealers Pang Zong, Wu Yangwei, and some idle old fire!

The first two stood and muttered something towards the tombstone, then slowly squatted down, took out a lighter, and began to slowly burn and pull the yellow paper, coins, ingots and other things they brought in the brazier.

The mouth continued to chatter.

"Lao Chen, bald head, the two of us have come to see you! I know that you two have gone wrong! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll burn you more money, and you'll have a lot to spend below! Don't save what you haven't enjoyed in your life!"

"Brother, it's good down there, reincarnate in a good family in the next life! Forget it in this life! No way! Who let our father not be Wang Jianlin Ma Yun!"

"If you don't have enough money, don't scare people! What we can't do above us is in this brazier!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, I'll burn you two during the New Year's holidays! After a while, Brother Ming also said, do something for the two of you! Go and complain!"

"Go back and wait for the two of us to be wider, change a good place for the two of you, spacious and atmospheric, and never lie to the two of you..."

After burning for a while, Wu Yangwei shook the fat and stood up with difficulty, "Brother Pang, you burn it first, I'll go out to pee!"

"What are you going out for, just find a corner nearby!"

"What the hell, pull it down, don't come out of the devil to take revenge on me at night! I'm panicking! I'd better go to the door, there is a public toilet across the road..."Wu Yangwei said as he ran out.

The fat dealer Pang was still burning and chattering, and slowly brought the old fire in his mouth, what "Tong Zi Gong... Yang Qi is heavy... Don't crash" or something.

Suddenly, Wu Yangwei ran in panting, pointing to the door, "Hey, hey, Brother Pang..., Brother Pang!

It startled the fat dealer Pang Zong, and he shrunk his neck and looked at Wu Yangwei, "What are you doing that is so scary!"

"There's a monk outside Brother Pang!

"What's wrong with the monk?!Are you good at this?!" Mr. Pang, the fat dealer, frowned.

"No, no, isn't it! Isn't it just right to call in for the two of them?!" Wu Yangwei pointed to the photo of Lao Chen and his bald head on the tombstone.

The fat dealer Pang was stunned,

Hurriedly stood up, "yes! You're smart! Hurry up! Call him over! Give you money and let him help!"

"Okay, good!" Wu Yangwei hurriedly ran out with a body of fat again, and rushed straight to the side of the road outside the door.

Sure enough, an old monk in a saffron monk's robe was walking on the road with an indifferent face, constantly looking around, muttering something "Chinese scenery..." or something.

It turned out to be the killer sent by Ghost Heaven to support Taton: Lama!!

How could this old monk come here?! Can't he live in the old dormitory building of Jinling University, but he can still come and live here?!

This was a misunderstanding, but the old monk couldn't stay idle, wandered around, and just came here.

Wu Yangwei saw that the old monk was about to go away, and hurriedly followed and shouted, "Hey~!

"Huh?!" the lama was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look back at the fat man who was shouting on the other side of the road, but he didn't pay attention, pinched the rosary in both hands and turned around and continued walking.

"Hey, old bald donkey, call you! deaf!" Wu Yangwei called out twice more from behind, and followed a few steps forward.

The lama's eyes narrowed, but he turned around slowly, "Are you calling me?"

Wu Yangwei rushed over panting, but he smiled, "Your Excellency?!Shouldn't you all call 'donor'?!"

"I'll just call Your Excellency, do you have something to do?!" The lama looked at Wu Yangwei with a sinking face, not knowing what this fat man who had never met meant.

"Oh, you're a monk, aren't you?" Wu Yangwei looked the lama up and down.

The lama was stunned for a moment and smiled slightly, "Himalayan Tibet, Tantra." ”

"Oh, what is not the sect of the earth, can you recite the scriptures?!" Wu Yangwei waved his hand impatiently.

"Naturally!" the lama nodded.

"That's okay! there's a cemetery over there, right?!" Wu Yangwei pointed across the road behind him, "Two of my acquaintances were buried over there, and they died a bit miserably, you do us a favor, go over and help us over, and we'll give money!"

The lama was stunned, but he shook his head with a smile, and he didn't pay attention to Wu Yangwei's request, and turned around to leave.

How did Wu Yangwei know that the seemingly kind old monk in front of him was a killer who killed people without blinking!.

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