Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Inside the detention center, the bloody rain stopped.

But the fear did not stop.

Blood and severed limbs were everywhere on the ground...

The eyes of more than twenty people darted back and forth between the iron gate and the ceiling, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang San was the first to react. He wiped the blood from his face, forced himself not to look at the severed finger at his feet, took a deep breath, and used all his strength to calm his wildly beating heart.

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

Everyone looked at him.

"We can only wait to die here. The evil spirits can kill whoever they want. The police can't protect us. If we stay here, we'll be the next Xu Damao and his gang."

He pointed outside the door.

The corridor was empty, the blood rain had stopped, leaving only crimson water stains on the floor.

"We rushed out of the police station together and scattered to escape. No matter how powerful the evil spirits are, they can't catch up with all of us at the same time."

As long as we hide well, someone will eventually escape. As for the person being chased by the evil spirits, well, that's just bad luck. We'll survive on our own luck.

After saying the last sentence, Zhang San himself felt it was absurd.

Relying on luck?

The blood rain just now, with more than twenty watermelon heads falling down, each of them once thought they were lucky.

But he had no choice.

No one had a choice.

Raymond Lam was the first to agree, saying, "Wealth and honor are determined by fate; whether one lives or dies is up to destiny. I agree."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed out of the detention center.

The canvas shoes sank into the blood, the figure flashed past at the end of the corridor and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

"Walk!"

Zhang San followed closely behind.

Li Tiezhu pulled his wife, Aunt Li, together, exchanged a glance, gritted his teeth, and chased after them.

His wife's legs went weak, and she almost fell into the bloody water, but he grabbed her and pulled her up: "Run! If you don't run, you'll die!"

The remaining twenty-odd people had a glimmer of hope in their despairing eyes.

What if I'm the one who escapes?

What if... what if I am one in a million, the chosen one favored by God?

This thought exploded in everyone's mind at the same time.

Then, they moved.

More than 20 people rushed out of the detention center at the same time.

Leather shoes, cloth shoes, bare feet—they all made a "plop, plop" sound as they stepped into the blood.

No one looked back.

No one dared to turn back.

At the end of the corridor, Xiao Wang was holding a cup of tea; he had already experienced too much in the past three days and four nights.

Just now, Xu Damao disappeared, Yu Li and her sister-in-law disappeared, blood rained down, limbs were scattered... All he wanted now was a cup of hot tea to calm himself down.

Then he looked up and saw more than twenty people covered in blood rushing towards him.

"puff--"

Xiao Wang spat out a mouthful of tea.

The enamel mug fell to the ground with a loud clatter.

"You...you..."

No one cares about him.

The crowd rushed past him like a blood-red hurricane.

He was knocked so hard he spun around twice before he managed to grab the wall to keep from falling.

"Director...Director!"

Xiao Wang finally found his voice and shouted, "They've run away! They've all run away!!"

"Let them run."

Team Leader Chen led Director Zhao and Director Li over, as if they were talking about something trivial.

"Pass down the order to block all routes these people take out of Beijing. Set up checkpoints at the train station, bus station, and city gates."

He turned around, took off his glasses, and slowly wiped the bloodstains from the lenses with the corner of his shirt.

"They are suspects; even if they want to escape, they have to escape right under our noses."

Team Leader Chen put his glasses back on, the lenses reflecting the sunlight from the window, obscuring his eyes.

"Also, all district police stations in the city are to be mobilized. As for the details of the operation..."

He paused, then didn't continue.

Director Zhao waited a few seconds, then couldn't help but ask, "What operation?"

Team Leader Chen glanced at him. "You'll find out soon enough."

He thought to himself: When the blood rain was falling, I could feel... that thing was nearby.

Right here in this police station, right beside us, they are watching us and listening to us.

He's here to solve this problem, not to be solved.

He didn't want to disappear into thin air in a jeep like Zhang Jianguo.

He didn't want to end up like Xu Damao, a lump of rotten flesh falling from the ceiling.

He didn't want to be one of those people.

"And these people..." Director Zhao wanted to ask further.

"Let them run first."

Team Leader Chen interrupted him, "Let them think they can escape, that way..."

He paused, then turned his gaze to the window.

"That's how they'll despair."

"You've investigated the Lin family's affairs very thoroughly. They're all executioners. Whether they accept the law or not, none of them will have a good end, but we still have a bright future ahead of us."

Everyone fell silent.

Director Zhao lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and thought of the bloody rain just now, and the watermelon head that had rolled at his feet.

He had been a policeman for many years and never believed in ghosts or gods.

But ever since he came to the Hongxing Police Station, he has believed everything.

"Team Leader Chen, are you saying... that thing really belongs to Lin Jianguo and his wife?"

Team Leader Chen didn't answer, but changed the subject, saying, "By the way, how's the search for Lin Tian and Lin Tangtang going? Have you found the two thugs?"

Director Zhao seemed to understand something and replied, "Based on the clues provided by Comrade Han Meimei, and after extensive investigation, the two thugs are brothers who used to be employees of the Lou family."

The Lou family?

A glint of gold flashed in Team Leader Chen's eyes as he confirmed, "Is it that Lou Bancheng, the one who claims his assets can buy half of Beijing?"

"That's right."

"I didn't expect him to be involved. Interesting. You must follow up on this matter. The answer to whether this matter can be resolved perfectly lies with the kidnapped siblings, Lin Tian and Lin Tangtang."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhao immediately understood.

Once we find the siblings and Lin Jianguo and his wife have finished their revenge, we can use their children to influence them and help them pass on to the afterlife.

That's basically the end of the matter.

No wonder Team Leader Chen released all of them; if they all had died in the police station, the mess would have been even bigger.

As for blocking them from leaving Beijing, this was to allow the evil spirits to take revenge and vent their hatred.

As expected of a leader, he has a lot on his mind.

"Team Leader Chen, what's our next task...?"

"That's not urgent. What's urgent is the suspects. More than twenty suspects injured police officers and attempted a mass prison break. This is no small matter. You understand that the routes have been blocked off, right?"

"clear!"

Director Zhao sighed again: "The leader is indeed a leader. No wonder he can become a leader. I was able to become the director thanks to the old leader's promotion."

"Then you can go and take care of it first."

After Team Leader Chen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his office. Lou Bancheng, though a skinny camel, was still bigger than a horse.

As a capitalist who was once incredibly wealthy, he didn't believe he would donate all the wealth he had worked so hard to accumulate.

There must be a lot of treasure hidden away. The country is short of money right now. If I can solve a major murder case and also get a lot of money, I can definitely climb a few more steps in the promotion process.

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