Merry Cop

Appearing in front of them were two policemen with live ammunition, obviously well prepared. Not far away, the man who had just left was standing not far away with a sinister smile on his face.

The two people were quickly controlled by the police who rushed over, and there was no room for escape. Then, one of them got into the woods, and after a long time, he came back dragging a corpse that was about to rot.Putting the corpse on the ground, pinching his nose and walking aside, he gasped loudly.The rotten smell of corpses spread quickly, and many people in the square left quickly.

"Tell me, what's going on here." The policeman who led the team obviously came for the two of them: "Did you kill this person?"

"I don't know how he died, but we have never killed anyone." Zhou Fuhai hugged the trembling Guo Shasha into his arms.

"Come on, there is no murderer who is willing to admit that he has killed." The policeman who led the team snorted coldly: "Bring them back to me, this matter must be investigated and found out."

"You don't want to be tortured into a trick, do you?" Zhou Fuhai smiled wryly. The matter has developed to the current point, and no one can change anything.I had to let nature take its course.Several policemen took them to the police station, where Zhou Fuhai and Guo Shasha were locked up separately. In a separate small room, Zhou Fuhai was pressed on a seat.

"Tell me, how did you kill him, and why did you kill him?" One of the policemen, Sheng Ling, was a bully, and he knew at a glance that he was the kind of doggy person who must be the one who took people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

"I didn't kill him." Zhou Fuhai shook his head.

"Don't tell me, right?" The policeman sneered, "You really thought I wouldn't dare to do anything to you, did you? Forgot to tell you, I'm called the God of Plague in this police station. Once someone falls into my hands , count him unlucky."

"Plague God?" Zhou Fuhai broke out in a cold sweat, and when he saw that man's wretched and wretched face, his skin pimples appeared again.

"I have a lot of ways to deal with you who refuse to admit it." The policeman took out a needle from his pocket. Unlike other needles, the needle of this needle has a small bend, which is not very big. , looks sharp. "I invented this thing myself. I call it a death needle, you know? This thing sticks into your nail, and it hurts like hell, and then I pull it out hard, and it hurts to death. This is the so-called Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the injury is not obvious, it can't be seen at all."

"You want to use this thing against me?" Zhou Fuhai stared at the guy who claimed to be the God of Plague in surprise.

"Are you still pretty smart? If you don't want to suffer, just tell me how you killed it." The God of Plague shook the small needle in his hand, triumphantly.

"I didn't kill him, what did you ask me to say?" Zhou Fuhai was very calm.

"You don't have to drink a toast." The God of Plague held Zhou Fuhai's handcuffed hand, squeezed one of his fingers, and said with a sneer, "Boy, you'll be the one to feel better from now on."

"You are abusing lynching." Zhou Fuhai wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't.

"I don't care whether you are lynched or not, I want what I want." The God of Plague smiled, and with the needle in his hand, he stabbed under Zhou Fuhai's nails.

Zhou Fuhai closed his eyes, and said in his heart, sooner or later he will deal with you perverted fellow.

"Boom." The door was kicked open, and then two came in.

A man and a woman, the one in front is a policeman, and once uniformed, they look higher than the plague god, majestic and majestic.Behind is a woman, like a god descending from the earth, her clothes are very casual, and she can't find a brand all over her body, but the seemingly casual collocation, wearing her has a feeling of being a queen.Beauty makes one dare not profane or blaspheme.The woman Zhou Fuhai knew was Tong Xiaolin.

"Wang, Director Wang." The God of Plague hurriedly jumped off the table and threw the needle aside.

"Plague God?" Queen Tong Xiaolin walked over, raised her hand, held the Plague God's chin, and smiled slightly: "You can really be the Plague God. Put away your needles, and the horse is out of my sight."

"You, who are you?" The God of Plague looked blank.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come to work." Director Wang stood beside Tong Xiaolin with a smiling face.

"Director Wang, what do you mean?" The God of Plague was taken aback.

"Did you hear me when I told you to leave?" Director Wang roared, "From now on, you don't have to go to work anymore, you've been fired."

It was like pouring a basin of cold water on the plague god.Looking at Director Wang, Zhou Fuhai, and Queen Tong Xiaolin, the God of Plague seemed to realize something in an instant.

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