I'm not a super cop

Chapter 352 Letter

In today's society, using such cruel means to abuse others is destined to be tolerated by the public. ——Even though Zhang Ting may be engaged in the work of publishing.

He Xiaoli walked over quickly, picked up a piece of clothing to cover Zhang Ting's body, and stretched out her hand to touch her neck, "She's still alive.—Is the ambulance here?"

"Already here, I'll be here soon." Xiao Ran said, and retreated to the next door with Zhang Lei and the others, leaving only the accompanying female colleagues present.

The sound of the ambulance moved from far to near. Before launching the operation, the special task force thought of possible injuries and arranged medical staff to stand by in the surrounding area in advance, so they came very quickly.

Seeing the medical staff rushing into the dark room with stretchers, Xiao Ran, Zhang Lei and the others were not idle. They put on gloves and searched the objects in Zheng Huanju's bedroom in order to find more clues.

The folding table next to Zheng Huanju's bed was extremely messy. Toilet paper, cups, tea leaves, and drunk mineral water bottles were piled up in a mess. Several dishes that hadn't been cleaned for an unknown period of time still had food residue left on them. greasy.

Next to the porcelain bowl was a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, half used up, the lid was uncovered, and the sauce residue and oil stains on the glass bottle mouth had dried up one by one, just like the edge of a squatting pit stained with feces and urine in a rural dry toilet son.

Thinking about Zheng Huanju's half as handsome face as himself, and looking at the dirty environment in front of him, Xiao Ran felt a deep sense of disobedience, could he die if he tidied up the room?

But to Xiao Ran's surprise, there was still a crumpled book under the old godmother's bottle, but the book cover was relatively clean, as if it was often read.

Xiao Ran carefully removed the old godmother's bottle, only to see the title of the book -- "My Pig Farm on the Second Ring Road of the Imperial Capital".

Seeing the title of this book, Xiao Ran couldn't help laughing. The author even has a pig farm in the land on the second ring road. It's hard to think about it, so why bother to write a book?

Xiao Ran picked up the book and found that there was a pen and an envelope inside the book, but when Xiao Ran saw the recipient's name on the envelope, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Zhang Lei, camera." Xiao Ran put down the book and envelope, and called Zhang Lei to take a photo.

"Accepted by the Municipal Public Security Bureau? This letter is addressed to us!" Zhang Lei took a photo, looking at the recipient's name on the envelope and said in surprise.

This letter was written by Zheng Huanju.

As for whether he really thought about sending this letter, only he himself knew.

Inside the envelope are four pages of densely written letter paper. Although the handwriting on the paper is clumsy and only at the level of a primary school student, it penetrates the back of the paper. It seems to be telling the weight of the content, or reflecting Zheng Huanju's struggle to write this letter At that time, a little conscience remained.

Xiao Ran and Zhang Lei bumped into each other, and briefly read the contents of the letter. After reading it, both of them had serious expressions on their faces, and they didn't speak for a long time.

In the letter, it described the process of brutally killing Guo Yilei by two ex-convicts who beat them with wooden sticks, stabbed them with knives, and strangled them with ropes.

However, the mastermind "Lao Lu" described in the letter, what his real name is, and where he is now is still unknown for the time being.

Or, does this 'old donkey' really exist?

If it exists, is the matter between Guo Yilei and Zhang Ting really instigated, planned, and implemented by him?No one knows about this.

Zheng Huanju marked the time at the beginning of the letter. It was November last year. Zheng Huanju had just been out for more than a month. When Zheng Huanju was setting up a stall on the roadside, he ran into the inmate nicknamed 'Old Donkey', so they met drink wine.

At the wine table, the two shared bitterness with each other. After Zheng Huanju came out, relying on his family's craftsmanship, he opened the family's dilapidated old bread. He often checked the car in the city center but did not dare to go, so he set up a roadside stall in the suburbs.

The old donkey is a night owl. After he came out, he started a substitute driver, picking up jobs at night, mostly in night clubs and clubs to pick up female practitioners or guests.

In short, both of them feel that money is less and work is tiring, which is very uncomfortable.

The old donkey at the wine table told Zheng Huanju about an incident he experienced two days ago.

The old donkey said that in the middle of the night, a woman asked him to drive, and he didn't know if it was a princess or a guest. In late autumn, he wore ultra-short jeans that were exposed to the thighs, and the car was a valuable car.

The old donkey said that as soon as he started the car, the drunk woman vomited in the car and splashed all over him. The old donkey was about to speak when the woman impatiently grabbed a stack of them from her satchel. The banknotes were thrown on the old donkey's face contemptuously.

Speaking of this, the old donkey's teeth itch with hatred, and the fat on his belly trembled: "The world has really changed, why are they so rich when they are young?
Still dressed like that, must have earned it on the mattress!How about the two of us get him a vote, we are young and healthy, let them have a long memory, and save them from getting sick the next day! "

Zheng Huanju wrote in the letter that as early as during his sentence, the old donkey had been yelling about social injustice, and he must kill some of them after he came out.

But the words in the chant can't be taken seriously. Nine and a half out of ten people inside said such cruel words. Zheng Huanju could hear the cocoons in his ears, and he didn't see anyone coming out to do such a thing.

Zheng Huanju didn't expect that the old donkey really planned to do this. He rejected the old donkey's proposal on the spot, saying, "I squatted for two and a half years because of greed, and now I don't want to go in."

So let it go, and although the two had contact in the next few months, they never mentioned it again.

Until the end of last month, Zheng Huanju, who came out of his home after the new year, became more and more dissatisfied with his current life. The little money he earns every month is only enough to cover his personal expenses, and there is nothing left.

During the New Year's Eve, as a prisoner, Zheng Huanju was ridiculed by relatives and neighbors, who showed off how much his son earned this year, and so-and-so told what kind of car his daughter bought at home.

The cash-strapped Zheng Huanju wished to use money to smash all those disgusting faces to death, but he had no money, and he was crazy about money during that time.

Sometimes at night, he fantasizes about a sudden extra [-] million euros in his bank card. He drives a luxury car and parks at the door of a classmate he once had a crush on. Everyone knows what he's up to...

Unfortunately, there was everything in the dream, but after waking up, there was only a pillow wet with saliva.

With this kind of mentality, Zheng Huan left home after the reunion, planning to make sizzling tofu, and then make the whole thing popular, packaging his stall as an Internet celebrity stall.

It's a pity that his various plans ended up with very few praises, so the plan went bankrupt.

At this time, the old donkey asked Zheng Huanju to have dinner again. When the two were drinking, the old donkey once again proposed to Zheng Huanju to make a vote.

Although Zheng Huanju had concerns, he did not explicitly refuse this time, and the old donkey assured him again and again that nothing would happen. Those women were all engaged in dirty business, and once they were exposed, they would also have to be cleaned up.

In the end, the two decided to ask the princesses in the clubhouse to collect some 'protection fees'. The method was that Zheng Huanju used his handsome face to ask out the people inside, and the old donkey hid behind the car and waited for an opportunity to subdue them.

A few nights later, Zheng Huanju, wearing a mask, drove a broken car, avoided several checkpoints, and made a few laps at the intersection of the urban area and the eastern part of the city.

In the end, the two chose the club where Gao Yangyang was...

(End of this chapter)