Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

After a while, Xiao Wang suggested, "Chief, I'll go back and find someone to carry the body. You stay here and watch over things."

Chief Li glared at Xiao Wang, a flicker of fear in his eyes: "Xiao Wang, what are you up to? You want me to be alone with a corpse?"

She paused, then lowered her voice, "What if the evil spirits haven't left yet? Are you really going to miss me?"

"No! Let's go back together. The body won't run away since it's in this warehouse."

Director Li resolutely refused, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Xiao Wang stared blankly at Director Li for a few moments, his expression complex.

In his memory, Director Li had always been the kind of fearless old policeman who had solved many major cases.

Everyone in the bureau respectfully called him "Li Tiedan" (meaning "Li the Iron-Blooded").

When did the director become so timid?

Could it be that I haven't rested well these past few days and I'm under too much pressure?

Xiao Wang thought to himself.

Although he wasn't the director, he could still feel the pressure that was almost overwhelming.

Including the eight corpses in this warehouse, at least thirty people have probably died in the past three days.

They've only given us three days to solve the case...

Director Zhao's ashen face seemed to be right in front of me.

Hey!

It must be tough for the director.

"Alright, Chief," Xiao Wang conceded, "Let's go back together."

Director Li visibly relaxed, his shoulders slumping slightly, but then he immediately felt a little embarrassed and added:

"Preserving the scene is more important. We'll notify the bureau first and have them send people to investigate. We also need to find out who the children's parents are, as I suspect they might also be in danger."

"Chief, please wait a moment."

Xiao Wang said as he walked toward the warehouse door, "I'll close the warehouse door first, otherwise it will scare the children and the flowers and plants won't be good."

Director Li watched Xiao Wang's retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

This kid sometimes talks nonsense, but he means well.

However, this dark humor of "scaring children and flowers" seems... in the face of eight child corpses.

Xiao Wang carefully closed the door, trying not to disturb the scene.

"Let's go."

Director Li turned around and left the area almost as if he were fleeing, his steps so fast that he didn't seem like a 46-year-old middle-aged man.

Xiao Wang followed behind him, glanced back at the tightly closed warehouse door, and felt a pang of fear.

The two walked further and further away from the warehouse.

Inside the nearby steel rolling mill.

Lin Tian's ghostly figure stood in the shadows, staring at Liu Xiaoqiang, the security officer privately known as "Bald Qiang".

Next to him were the two brothers, Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

I really want to see how they feel when they find out their child is gone; it must be quite a strange feeling.

"Deputy Factory Director Li, you must stand up for your husband, Lao Liu! He died unjustly."

The woman, Bi Yuntao, was crying out; she was the widow of Section Chief Liu from the Security Department.

She was dressed in plain clothes, her hair was messy, and her face was streaked with tears, but upon closer inspection, you would find that her bare face was quite exquisite.

Li Huaide took two steps back, maintaining a safe distance, and forced a serious, businesslike expression onto his face:

"Comrade Bi, we did not wrong Section Chief Liu. The police have already found out that he and Director Yang were selling scrap steel from the factory without authorization."

They also committed acts of violence against workers; you've probably heard a lot of rumors about Nanluoguxiang lately, haven't you?

Bi Yuntao's crying paused for a moment, her eyes flickering: "What rumors? Evil spirits killing people?"

"According to rumors."

Li Huaide leaned closer and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "These rumors are true."

Your husband's death was caused by something that came back for revenge, not by a murderer. Do you understand what I'm saying?

He wanted to tell Bi Yuntao a cruel truth:

Your husband deserved to die, and the manner of his death was bizarre; it's best not to investigate further.

Bi Yuntao clearly didn't listen, or rather, she chose a different way of understanding it.

"I don't care! I don't care!"

"If you had come to protect my husband sooner, he wouldn't have died. Aren't you his superior? How can you be a leader?"

Li Huaide's lips twitched, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

This woman seems to have some kind of mental problem.

Can't you understand human language?

Your husband is the head of the security department, and you want me to protect him?

Doesn't that sound a bit absurd?

It's the same logic as asking an ordinary person to protect a policeman: he has a gun, so does he need my protection?

Besides, the security department and their administrative system are not the same organization.

Section Chief Liu is Director Yang's man. When did he become Li Huaide's subordinate?

This woman is sick, seriously sick.

But he couldn't say that.

After all, he is the deputy factory director, so he needs to be careful about the impact.

"Lady, please watch your words."

Li Huaide suppressed the urge to hit someone, trying to keep his tone calm, "I didn't kill Section Chief Liu. If you keep this up, I'll call for bail..."

He suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence.

This is the territory of the security department. Their department head just died. If I call the security department to detain this crazy woman...

I'm afraid no one will move, and even their self-esteem will decline.

Li Huaide felt extremely aggrieved.

Bi Yuntao was completely oblivious to Li Huaide's inner thoughts, or rather, she simply didn't care, and continued her unreasonable nagging:

"Putting aside the facts, as the deputy director of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, are you completely without fault?"

"Fuck you..." Li Huaide felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger, and he almost blurted out a curse.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make any sense at all.

This woman's logic reminded him of Yi Zhonghai, who worked under Director Yang—it was the same tone and manner.

Damn it, no wonder these people are all Yang Wei's men, they're all birds of a feather.

In the shadows, Lin Tian ate the melon with great interest. It was so exciting! It still tasted like the same brand as always, just like Yi Zhonghai.

This is a master!

Li Huaide took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He was a man destined for great things, and couldn't afford to argue with a crazy woman. He said coldly, "Speak, what exactly do you want?"

Bi Yuntao didn't expect her acting to be seen through. She didn't expect Li Huaide to be so direct. She was stunned for two seconds before she stopped crying.

"I want the factory to pay me compensation. My husband died in the factory, and the factory has a responsibility to provide compensation."

"compensation?"

Li Huaide smiled.

He said sarcastically, "Comrade Bi Yuntao, didn't I make myself clear enough before? Your husband was killed by evil spirits and was also found to be embezzling. Are you deaf?"

"Why should the factory pay compensation for a criminal?"

He had seen fools, but he had never seen someone who was foolish yet unaware of it, and who thought himself clever.

"I already made it clear before, Section Chief Liu's embezzlement has been discovered. You still dare to go to the factory to ask for money? Do you really not know the meaning of the word 'law'?"

Li Huaide had originally intended to offer some humanitarian assistance.

After all, Director Yang and Section Chief Liu are dead. If he can win over the security department and control these forces, it will be easier for him to become the factory director.

He had long coveted that position.

But now, they're not pretending anymore; they're laying their cards on the table.

Why should a criminal's family give them any face?

Once a criminal's family member, always a criminal's family member.

You still want compensation?

Let's go to the bureau for tea first.

"You're giving me too much credit!"

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