Inside the morgue.

Wu Wensheng looked at his son, who was stabbed in the neck like honeycomb coal, lying stiffly on the morgue, his whole expression was dull, and the pupils of his eyes were dilated.

……

On the road.

Yuan Ke had a gloomy face, took the phone and asked, "Which morgue are you in, you tell me the specific address...... Has his dad passed? Well, that's it. ”

The phone hung up, and the bald man turned his head to look at Yuan Ke and asked, "In the morgue of the district hospital?" ”

"Yes." Yuan Ke nodded.

"No, I'm wondering...... Why didn't he do it? The bald man looked dazed: "Didn't the person just be released from the superintendent, why did he go directly into the morgue?" ”

Yuan Ke was speechless for a long time, and replied with a slight frown: "I heard that it was because of the money for selling guns, and a few fresh faces were killed with knives." ”

"He's a boss, so do you still need him to handle the gun money?" The bald man still couldn't figure it out: "How much is it, millions?" ”

"Eighty thousand."

"How much? Eighty thousand?! The bald man's expression was shocked: "What's the matter, the 80,000 yuan has his portrait printed on it?" Isn't this TM a neuropathy, a contradiction of 80,000 yuan, and a whole life? ”

"It's not about money, it's just pretending to be big, and I've encountered a particularly raw thunderbolt." Yuan Ke explained softly: "I specially asked about the experience, and told the person who went to Wu Yao that the other side just wanted money, but Wu Yao not only didn't give it, but also beat people in the mouth...... As soon as they were in a hurry, they took out a knife and stabbed him in the neck. ”

“…… In the past two years, they have indeed been too floating. The bald man intervened and responded: "After Wu Wensheng was elected as the chief councilor, all the work in Jiangnan District that made a lot of money was done by their group of people, so Wu Yao was usually used to being praised, and when he drank a little wine, he didn't know who he was." ”

"He's too brittle." Yuan Ke was very angry: "I just finished talking about cooperation with him, and the goods are about to be stored, but he suddenly ascended to heaven." Damn, we're really bad luck this year. ”

"He's gone, why are you thinking about it?" Xiao Jiu, who was driving, asked.

"Of the five major districts of Songjiang, we can only eat two of them now." Yuan Ke responded softly: "So to meet Longxing's sales quota, we must enter Jiangnan." And there is also a very important point, Wu Wensheng's political background in Jiangnan is very hard, if he can play with us, then Xing Fatzi will also reassess our influence in Songjiang. ”

"Wu Yao is easy to talk about, but Wu Wensheng is an old treacherous and cunning." The bald man pondered for a long time and said, "The little one dies, and whether the old one can continue to cooperate with us, this is a difficult thing to say." ”

"So, we have to take this opportunity to walk around with Old Wu Qin." Yuan Ke squinted, turned his head to look out the window and said, "If you can dig up the person who killed his son and avenge him, then the rest of the matter will be easy to talk about." ”

"Difficult." Xiao Jiu shook his head and responded: "The murderous Lei Zi didn't care about Wu Yao's identity at all, which means that they are likely to be from outside the district." And now that something has happened, people may have run away long ago. ”

"Do your best, let it be the fate of heaven." Yuan Ke intervened and responded: "There should be an intimate attitude, but there must still be one." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Jiu nodded.

……

About twenty minutes later.

Wu Wensheng was helped out of the morgue, followed by many cadres of the Jiangnan Police Superintendent, as well as police officers, and some friends in society.

The car stalled, Yuan Ke and others pushed the door and rushed down, and walked head-on.

Wu Wensheng glanced at him, but he really couldn't lift the mood to greet him.

"I just heard about it, Uncle Wu...... Mourning. Yuan Ke stepped forward and said with a sad expression.

Wu Wensheng felt that it was difficult for him to breathe at the moment, but he could only cheer up, looked back at everyone and said, "...... I...... I'll go back, and I'll talk about everything after these two days, thank you. ”

"Old Wu, something is wrong, let's see what happens."

"The superintendent's side will definitely do their best to investigate, don't worry, as long as they are still in Songjiang, they will definitely not be able to escape."

"Wen Sheng, I'll go over to see you tomorrow."

“……！”

Everyone didn't stay, but only greeted Wu Wensheng one after another.

"Thank you, thank you." Wu Wensheng nodded at everyone with his hands folded, and got into his car with a step.

Yuan Ke pondered for a while, stretched out his hand and pulled the attendant behind Wu Wensheng and said, "Let me sit in Uncle Wu's car, I will say a few words to him." ”

The attendant was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked away.

Yuan Ke got in the car and closed the door, sat next to Wu Wensheng and said, "Uncle, Wu Yao and I are best friends, and I am not happy when he has this incident." ”

"Xiao Yuan, you ...... You be quiet for a while. After Wu Wensheng got into the car, the sad emotions in his heart could not be controlled. He didn't cry in front of people, but secretly reached out in the car to wipe his tears.

Yuan Ke was silent for a long time, and said directly: "Uncle, I also have some friends in the superintendent, don't worry, Xiao Yao will not die in vain." ”

"What's the use of having friends," Wu Wensheng lowered his head and replied with a long sigh: "People must have run away." ”

"I asked the Maharaja when I came." Yuan Ke replied softly: "He said that the gang on the other side has a lot of goods in Songjiang, and a large part of the money has not been returned until now." And these people even dare to move Xiao Yao, which shows that they are quite bold, so I don't think they necessarily have run away. ”

Wu Wensheng was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Yuan Ke: "...... Then bother you. ”

"My own business, what's the trouble." Yuan Ke said softly: "Uncle, don't be too sad, go back and let the old man and Xiaoyao's mother see it...... They can't stand it even more. ”

……

Inside the Black Street Superintendent.

Qin Yu, who was just about to go to Uncle Tong's house to see the child and the old lady, suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello?"

"I'll say a good thing, don't get excited." Zhu Wei's voice sounded.

"What?"

"Wu Yao is dead."

“…… What the? Qin Yu was stunned: "What are you talking to me in the middle of the night?" ”

"It's really dead, in the Jiangnan garbage dump, people stabbed more than 20 times in the neck." Zhu Wei responded excitedly: "People are in the morgue now, I heard that people with heads and faces in the city have gone." ”

"Really?!"

"Can I lie to you about this? I heard that Yuan Kedu went. ”

“……！” Qin Yu was stunned for a long time when he heard the sound, and then suddenly rushed to the outside office area and shouted: "Xiaotai G, is Xiaotai G gone?" ”

"What's wrong?" Little Tai G got out of the back room.

"Quick, go to the logistics side to see if there are any firecrackers in the warehouse."

"What are you doing?"

"Ring on the hour, let's send Brother Yao." The gloomy emotion in Qin Yu's heart was swept away: "God still does things." ”

……

Late at night.

Yuan Ke dialed Liu Baochen's number and whispered to him: "Let's meet tomorrow and talk about the case of Wu Yao's murder." ”