0322 You Are The Last Old Corn (Part II)

Chang Ning looked at Yu Chunming and said coldly, "Really? One suicide, another suicide, Yu Chunming, Li Wanren when he was the commune, he had a deep contradiction with Wang Sanjing of the Fu Ji, in the quarrel between the two in the party school, Li Wanren was beaten by Wang Sanjing on the spot, so he cried to you, his beloved, you crazy guy, actually took advantage of Wang Sanjing alone in the dormitory, sneaked into the party school, knocked him unconscious, and then pushed down from the fifth floor......"

Yu Chunming said with a wry smile: "Little Banxian, you are not wrong at all, that Wang Sanjing is damned, as for Cai Zhengxiang, he helped Wan Ren, he helped Wan Ren withstand thunder in the fight, but he should not have stayed in the dormitory that night, and he should not have accepted Wan Ren's kindness, so he is also a damned person." ”

"Hehe, Yu Chunming, since you have admitted it, we don't have to tremble anymore, if you have anything to say, go to the court and tell the judge."

As he spoke, Chang Ning pushed the wheelchair and prepared to turn around.

Yu Chunming said: "Little Half Immortal, you wait, we haven't finished talking yet...... You, how did you know about Wang Sanjing's suicide, and did Cai Zhengxiang see that night, I personally pushed Wang Sanjing downstairs? ”

"Hehe, Yu Chunming, you are in charge, it is the credit of Lao Chen Tou to be able to link you with the death of Cai Zhengxiang and Wang Sanjing, he has spent a lot of effort on the old man, but unfortunately, we still have no conclusive evidence, but the death of Wang Sanjing has left a lot of questions, that is, Cai Zhengxiang, we don't know, did he see your crime process, hehe, therefore, we designed a plan to let you confess the facts of the crime yourself."

Yu Chunming's face changed again, "You mean, you don't have any evidence at all, and what the report letter said is completely made up?" ”

"Yes, we really have nothing to do, so we have to make this decision, hehe, my report letter is very wonderful, it is the most imaginative article I have ever written, of course, in order to make you believe the content of the report letter, in addition to saying that you are seriously suspected of killing Cai Zhengxiang Wang Sanjing, I also added the scandal between you and Li Wanren, the purpose is to make you believe that my little half-immortal has mastered the facts of your Yu Chunming's crime."

Yu Chunming froze for a moment, stared at Chang Ning and said viciously: "Little Half-Immortal, you are completely out of nothing, you, you are too vicious." ”

"Hehe, compared to you, a murderer, my little half-immortal is simply a saint, in order to startle you, our Sun Ji Deng County Magistrate is not small, Yu Jianyun on the one hand let Lao Chen Tou and them deliberately **** to investigate your whereabouts, on the other hand, let Sun Ji Deng County Magistrate take the report letter to you and knock on the side, you really believed it, and began to mess up, when I came back from Hong Kong, you sent someone to follow me without pulling a step, but unfortunately, the praying mantis catches cicadas, the yellow finch is behind, you and your two apprentices' every move, It just so happens to be under our watchful eye. ”

At this time, Yu Chunming calmed down, clapped his hands and asked, "Little Banxian, then how do you know that I will definitely come to visit your house tonight?" ”

"Precise analysis and calm judgment, I heard that your old friend Li Wanren is about to be promoted in Ningzhou City, and the organization department is conducting the final investigation, and you are in a hurry to transfer over, so I asked Sun Ji to call you, and I knocked on the mountain again, I didn't expect you to be again, and called County Magistrate Deng again, hehe, Sun Ji and County Magistrate Deng, the two super actors, are really fucking amazing, intentionally or unintentionally **** me to you, so you think, The only solution is to come to my house, destroy the evidence, and erase the facts of your and Li Wanren's crimes. ”

Yu Chunming also laughed when he heard this, "Little Half-Immortal, you have played such a big trick with a bluff, the purpose is to lure me here, and now that I am here, you say, what is the end of our game." ”

"Alas, my little half-immortal is seriously injured, and now I am powerless, what else can I do, I can only hope that your conscience will find out and turn yourself in."

Yu Chunming said with a smile: "Little Banxian, don't think that you are pretending to be very similar, your right leg is actually just a little skin injury, you let Yu Jianyun's criminal police team go in and out, and left more than ten acres of corn stalks in half to set up a ** array, nothing more than to cover up, there are no three hundred taels of silver here, I am sure that you are sure that I will definitely come to your house tonight." ”

Chang Ning nodded slightly, "Yu Chunming, you are a guest, so please tell me how to play." ”

"Hehe, little half-fairy, first throw away the broken pistol in your pocket, I know you don't know how to play with guns, be careful not to hit others but to hit yourself."

Chang Ning was very calm, took out the pistol handed over to him by Jianyun from his pocket, threw it to the ground casually, and said casually: "Yu Chunming, I advise you not to use a gun, so that you won't be able to get out of it, and the gang of cubs under Yu Jianyun are waiting nearby." ”

Yu Chunming lit another cigarette, took a few puffs and said, "Little Banxian, I don't want to be you, let me tell you, this time, I didn't think about going out alive." ”

"Alas, those who regard death as their home will be able to treat one as a hundred." Chang Ning sighed, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and said, "Yu Chunming, you want to kill me, and then destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, a fire burns my home, this is a bit difficult, don't forget, what you are facing is the Iron Mouth God is a little half-immortal, he has nine lives." ”

"Hmph, little half-immortal, it's not too early, you should also go." Yu Chunming said, swishing out his pistol.

Chang Ning laughed, shook his head and said, "Yu Chunming, you don't have to be so anxious, first of all, let me tell you, I bought back two of the world's best quality tape recorders from Hong Kong, one in my pocket and the other on the stone table behind you. ”

"Little half-immortal, if a fire burns, your bourgeois high-tech will still turn to dust."

Chang Ning sat in a wheelchair and spun around, and said with a smile: "Also, Yu Chunming, your pistol hasn't opened the safety yet, hehe, the moment you open the safety, I have enough time to dodge your first shot." ”

Yu Chunming nodded and smiled: "That's right, I heard that your little half-immortal escape kung fu is first-class, I didn't expect the first shot to hit you, but there are a total of five bullets in my gun." ”

Chang Ningle said: "I bet you don't have a chance to fire a second shot." ”

"Oh, is it? I made this bet. ”

"Alas, if you don't listen to the words of the half-immortals, you will suffer in front of you." Chang Ning sighed again, paused, and said seriously, "Yu Chunming, didn't I just say it, you are the last old corn I want to harvest, how can I waste it in vain." ”

"Little half-immortal, you don't pretend to be a ghost for me, I'll give you the last minute, if you have something to say, let go of a fart."

Yu Chunming roared, threw away the cigarette butt, and raised the muzzle of the gun again.

Chang Ning shook his head proudly, clapped his hands with both hands, and said with a smile: "Yu Chunming, when you sit down on that stone bench, you will become a turtle in the urn, I don't believe you move your ass to try it, is there anything wrong, hehe, I have set up a small mechanism on the stone bench, as long as you dare to move, the countless corn brothers around you will be like a mudslide, ruthlessly pouring on your evil ****." ”

Before the words fell, Chang Ning's wheelchair quickly turned and turned to the door of the living room like a whirlwind.

Behind him, it was the sound of Yu Chunming pulling the bolt, Chang Ning didn't think about it, he suddenly got up from the chair, clicked on the ground with one leg, and floated into the living room like a leaf, everyone knows that Yu Chunming is a famous sharpshooter in Qingzhou, and playing with him is equivalent to discussing life and death with the king of Hades.

The gunfire at night was so crisp and loud.

Then, as if a hurricane suddenly blew, there was a loud bang in the yard, and the corn wall rolled towards Yu Chunming in an instant.

"Little half-immortal ......" This was Yu Chunming's last miserable cry before he was overwhelmed by the corns.

Suddenly, a few more electric lights came on in the courtyard, and suddenly it became brightly lit.

"Boys, cast your nets." This is the shout of Lao Chentou, a retired policeman of the criminal police team.

It was still Chang Ning's idea, Lao Chen, who flashed out of the corner, as well as Yu Jianyun and Ding Yilong Lei Jun, threw fishing nets from their hands and covered the wriggling corn pile.

"Hit him with corn." This is Yu Jianyun's order.

Bundles of corn cobs that had been prepared flew from all directions to the corn piles covered in fishing nets.

Finally, Yu Jianyun shouted to stop, another whistle, and more than a dozen fully armed policemen immediately rushed into the courtyard gate.

Chang Ning pushed the wheelchair out of the living room, "Hehe, comrades, big news, use old corn to catch murderers, you can broadcast CCTV news." ”

Lao Chen sat on the ground with his buttocks, holding a small wine bottle in one hand and a corn cob in the other, muttering while gnawing: "His grandmother's is corn on the cob and a fishing net. ”

Seeing that the corn pile was silent, several policemen brought wooden forks, removed the fishing nets, and quickly picked up the corn.

A few minutes later, two policemen helped Yu Jianyun, who was handcuffed and hung his head, and came to Chang Ning, who said proudly: "Ouch, my old corn, I love you to death." ”

Yu Jianyun waved his hand and said, "Take it away." He shouted at the policemen around him: "Comrades, Changfu county magistrate has a treat, each of them carries a few bundles of corn, and collects the team home." ”

"Okay, you Yu Jianyun, you don't talk about mass discipline anymore." Chang Ning felt distressed, and kept shouting, "Comrades, comrades, help me repile the corn before leaving." ”

The comrades all slipped away, leaving only Chang Ning, who had a wry smile on his face, helplessly facing the corn cobs all over the ground.