Chapter 543 New Year's Eve

"That man is so angry that he must have a lot of lives in his hands. It's not a pity to die!"

Ye Tian stopped and said, "Shaotian, walking in the world is about killing decisively. Don't have the benevolence of women, otherwise you will eventually harm yourself. * Reality and ideal are often in conflict, just like in some film and television works, the protagonist and the bad guys always have to talk for a long time to kill them, but in reality, there is no such thing at all. In the eyes of Jianghu people, only the dead will not pose a threat to themselves.

However, Ye Tian killed Lin Xuanyou, but there is another // the fastest text update of the book fan building www.shumilou.com no pop-up window, no advertisement // The outer layer of meaning is in it, that is, I don't want their master and apprentice to spread today's behavior. After all, it is still a legal society, Things are suppressed, but it's always troublesome, isn't it?

"Yes, Master, I understand..."

Zhou Xiaotian nodded thoughtfully and followed Ye Tian. The two quietly left the villa community again.

After coming to the riverside, it was already more than one o'clock late at night. When he got to a phone booth, Ye Tian suddenly stopped and asked, "Wu Tian, do you have any coins on your body?"

"Yes..." Zhou Xiaotian took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket.

After taking the coin, Ye Tian picked up the microphone in the phone booth, put the coin in, and pressed 110 three buttons. After the phone was connected, Ye Tian lowered his voice and said, "Is it the Public Security Bureau? I want to call the police. There was a murder case in Building 8 of the riverside villa. Please deal with it quickly!"

After saying the above, Ye Tian ignored the other party's questioning, hung up the phone directly, took Zhou Xiaotian to a highway by the bridge, and stopped a taxi running a night shift.

Three minutes later, when the taxi passed through the city center, several police cars and taxis with flashing police lights passed by.

"Master, stop by the roadside." The car drove to the gate of the city bureau, and Ye Tian stopped the car. After the car drove away, he took another taxi.

After changing four or five cars in a row, Ye Tianer returned to the hotel in Feng/Cheng. It was already three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

It is more than ten meters away from the gate of the hotel. Ye Tian suddenly stood up and said to a flower bed, "Come out. Don't you think it's cold in the middle of the night?"

"Master Ye, are you... back?"

Although Bao Fengling, who was hiding behind the flower bed, was wrapped in a cotton coat, his frozen lips turned purple. Looking at the sack in Ye Tian's hand, Bao Fengling looked unbelievable. *. " Go up and talk." Ye Tian glanced at him. Be the first to enter the hotel.

"Master Ye, I... I'm afraid..." After returning to the room, Bao Fengling came up with an explanation.

Ye Tian waved his hand and said, " Needless to say, Boss Ji and Liu Laoer have died together. I promised Liu Laoer to spare you this time, but Bao Fengling. From tomorrow on, you will leave the boundary of Jiangxi Province, as far away as you can. Can you do it?"

"The old... the second brother is dead?"

After hearing Ye Tian's words, there was a trace of sadness on Bao Fengling's face. He made his debut much later than Liu Laoer. He has been taken care of by Liu Laoer for many years. At present, when he heard the news, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Ye Tian sighed, took out a few piles of money from the sack, threw it to Bao Fengling, and said, "Here are 100,000 yuan. You can take it to do some small business. Don't cheat anymore."

Bao Fengling shook his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and said, "Master Ye, I still have some savings. I don't want this money. Thank you for avenging my second brother. I swear that I will never do this job again.

In addition to the sadness in his heart, Bao Fengling also has a sense of relief, because for so many years, the shadow of the boss of Ji has always been lingering in his mind. At present, when he heard that the boss of Ji is dead, Bao Fengling's heart seems to have put down a big stone.

After taking a look at Bao Fengling, Ye Tian said, "Just take it for you. Go back and have a rest. Leave early tomorrow morning, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

After returning to the hotel, Ye Tian only rested for three or four hours. After six o'clock the next morning, he and Zhou Xiaotian withdrew from the room, called a long-distance taxi to go straight to the sea, and then chartered a car from the sea to return to the capital. It took more than two days on the way.

It's not that Ye Tian wants to toss around. The key is that there is so much gold in the carrier that it is really inconvenient to take a plane. On the way, Ye Tian found the bank to swiped the two cards and found that Boss Ji was not playing tricks on the password. He successfully found that there were 20 million yuan in each card,

However, the harvest of this trip is far more than tens of millions of money. Whether it is the feng shui gourd or Zhou Xiaotian's secret classics, its value is not measured by money.

Ye Tian was right. Just after they left the Nan/Chang border in the morning, the city became popular. The case of three deaths and two injuries was a serious crime.

Moreover, the situation in the secret room made all the people on the spot vomit, even the experienced forensic doctors were no exception. They mobilized gas masks overnight, and then continued the survey work at the scene.

After the interrogation of the fallen coma general, the identity of the boss came to the surface, but this also made the case more complicated and confusing.

On the surface, Ji Lao Da was bitten to death by Liu Lao Er, but how Liu Lao Er, who was tied to a wooden stake, was untied, how the wound on Ji Lao's big hand came, and the money lost in the safe clearly showed the existence of a third party in the room at that time.

But what made the police depressed was that they searched almost every inch of the floor of the villa, and did not find a valuable footprint or fingerprint. They extracted the surveillance video of the community, and did not find any suspected people entering and out, as if the other party appeared in the villa out of thin air.

As for the popular general, he didn't know what happened yesterday. In addition to Er Niu's personal figure, Dahu only remembered to meet a ghost when he peed. The confession of these two muddy people immediately put the investigation of the case into trouble.

The situation at the crime scene has been out of the scope that ordinary criminal police can understand. In desperation, the local municipal bureau sent a request for help to the provincial department. After the on-site survey of the provincial criminal investigation experts and the autopsy report of Lin Xuanyou's death, it was concluded that the case was committed by martial arts masters.

Although it sounds like a fantasy, the precise flying knife wound and the cause of another person's death point to this argument, coupled with the social relations and background of the boss, this conclusion has been recognized by many people.

However, the investigation of the case cannot continue here, because the documents used by Ye Tian to Nan/Chang are fake, and they can't extract any clues about Ye Tian from the vast sea of millions of people.

Fortunately, although the nature of this case is very bad, there is no bitter owner. In addition to the crimes committed by Boss Ji, even if they are not killed and caught, it is enough to shoot ten times. Therefore, under the deliberate blockade in some aspects, the case was not spread, and it gradually became a death case, and the file was thrown into the case I went to the corner of the file room.

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"Squeak..."

When Ye Tian stepped into the courtyard of the house with the nondescript sack, the hair lying in Song Weilan's arms, which had squinted his eyes, rushed out like lightning. A pair of small claws scratched on the sack, and the canvas sack was suddenly torn with a big gap.

"Stinky boy, I know how to pick good things!"

Looking at the gold bars scattered all over the ground and the feng shui gourd held in his arms by the hair, Ye Tian couldn't help crying and laughing. This guy was about to become a eccentric. He didn't want this gold, but he had to rob the gourd.

"Ye Tian, are you back?"

Song Weilan ran out of the middle courtyard chasing the hair. Seeing the gold spilled on the ground, she was also stunned for a moment and said, "What's going on? The color of these gold seems to be before liberation?

This kind of small yellow croaker of 300 grams was only popular in the pre-liberation period, and Song Weilan recognized it at a glance.

"Hehe, didn't I go out to ask for the bill? If the other party doesn't make money, he will pay off the debt with gold.

Ye Tian picked up all the gold that fell on the ground. He looked up and saw his father coming over. He quickly stuffed the broken sack into his arms. He took out a bank card with his right hand and whispered it in his ear, "The money is coming. I have something else to do. Please explain the rest."

After leaving the gold and the card, Ye Tian slipped back to his backyard. Although it was a good feeling to have a mother, the kind of concerned inquiry made Ye Tian a little unyable.

Ye Tian didn't know how Ye Dongping explained to Song Weilan, but at dinner, Song Weilan never asked about this matter again, which also made Ye Tian relieved and discussed with Gou Xinjia, who was far away on Hong Kong Island. Ye Tian decided to accept Zhou Xiaotian as a true disciple of the sackcloth.

There was still a week before the Spring Festival, Gou Xinjia and Zuo Jiajun flew directly to Jinling, returned to Maoshan with Ye Tian's master and apprentice, and held an entrance ceremony for Zhou Xiaotian in front of Lao Dao's grave.

In the last New Year of the 20th century, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the whole capital was shrouded in a vast white snow scene, but in Ye Tian's courtyard, it was extremely lively, and laughter kept coming out.

"Ye Tian, Qing Ya, this is Mom's lucky money for you!" After the family reunion dinner, Song Weilan took out two red envelopes and handed them to her son and her caffold daughter-in-law.

There is not much money in the red envelope. It is a set of brand-new tickets from 50 cents to 100 yuan. This is Song Weilan who went to the bank to exchange after hearing her husband mention that her son envied others receiving red envelopes when he was a child, which is also well-intentioned.

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ps: The first update, congratulations to the evil king brothers for getting Linzi yesterday. It's a very auspicious thing. Continue to code words and try to write one more chapter. Well, don't miss everyone's recommendation tickets!