Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Kaoshantun, the township police station.

The iron stove inside the house was glowing red-hot, and the kettle on the stove lid was hissing and spewing white steam.

Although the room was warm, the faces of these police officers were covered with a layer of frost.

Director Chen Guobang sat behind his desk, smoking one cigarette after another, and the ashtray was already piled up like a small mountain.

Still no movement?

Chen Guobang stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray with a hoarse voice.

The young police officer Liu Wei, standing nearby, shook his head, his face pale.

"No. We just checked the village, and nobody saw the Sun family father and son. Chief, do you think they might have already gone into the mountains?"

"Going into the mountains?"

Chen Guobang suddenly stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the dark, snowy night:

"If we get into the mountains, we'll be in trouble."

"Old Sun is an experienced hunter with real skills. His son, Sun Hu, is a greenhorn, but he has a homemade double-barreled cannon."

"This old man and this young man, one vicious and the other ruthless, if pushed to the limit, what if they encounter a lone villager in the mountains..."

Chen Guobang didn't continue, but everyone in the room understood what he meant.

Sun Hu already has a life on his hands.

If another new soul is added, this case will be outrageous.

"Snapped!"

Chen Guobang slammed his hand on the table:

"No more waiting! Assemble! Bring all your guns! We'll turn this mountain upside down tonight and find these two beasts!"

Several police officers were just about to get up and get their equipment.

Sudden.

boom!

The heavy wooden door of the police station was kicked open from the outside.

The wind and snow, mixed with a strong smell of blood, instantly swept into the house.

"Who?!"

Chen Guobang reacted extremely quickly, reaching for the Type 54 pistol at his waist.

The other police officers were also startled and quickly grabbed their batons and stools.

There was a person standing at the door.

Or rather, he was a "bloody person".

He was wearing a tattered sheepskin coat covered in splattered dark red blood.

His face was covered in crisscrossing bloodstains, wounds from being scraped by iron filings. The blood had frozen, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

On his shoulder, he was carrying a human-shaped object tied up with rope like a rice dumpling.

The object remained motionless; it was impossible to tell whether it was dead or alive.

At his feet crouched two large black dogs, each about half a person's height.

There were still bits of meat and red fur hanging from the dog's mouth.

"Don't move!!"

Xiao Liu was so frightened that his voice changed tone, and he raised the police baton in his hand with trembling hands:

"Hands up! I'm a police officer!!"

The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely tense.

Everyone assumed that Sun Hu, blinded by rage, had come to their door.

however.

The "bloody man" did not draw his gun, nor did he resist.

He merely glanced around at the people in the room before finally fixing his gaze on Chen Guobang.

"Thump."

He shrugged and threw the "zongzi" heavily to the ground.

"Chief Chen, don't be nervous."

With a hoarse voice, Zhao Shanhe pulled out a flattened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and without caring about the blood on his hands, put it directly into his mouth and lit it by the stove.

Take a deep breath.

"call……"

Amidst the swirling smoke, Zhao Shanhe pointed to the "zongzi" (rice dumpling) on ​​the ground that had groaned after being thrown:

"Sun Hu, I've brought him back for you."

"Alive."

……

Ten minutes later.

The atmosphere in the police station has changed.

Chen Guobang personally took a hot towel and wiped the blood off Zhao Shanhe's face.

On the ground, Sun Hu was already handcuffed to the radiator.

When the kid woke up, he saw the police as if he had seen his own father, and he cried so hard that he confessed everything like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

After hearing Sun Hu's confession, Chen Guobang was so angry that his hands were trembling.

"You beast! You're a fucking beast!"

Chen Guobang kicked Sun Hu hard.

He turned his head, looked at Zhao Shanhe who was drinking hot water, and sighed:

"Shanhe, we owe you a lot this time. If he had gotten away, or if his homemade cannon had gone off, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Zhao Shanhe held the enamel mug, warming his frozen hands:

"Chief Chen, what exactly caused this kid to kill someone?"

Zhao Shanhe was very curious.

What kind of deep-seated hatred could make his father risk his life to protect him and run away?

Chen Guobang lit a cigarette, his eyes filled with disgust:

"Why? Because he's a scumbag."

"Three days ago, Sun Hu went to the market in the neighboring village. This kid is a gambler, and that day he lost twenty yuan at the card table. He got angry and tried to renege on his debt."

"The one who won the money was his childhood friend, Erzhuzi. The two of them grew up naked."

"Erzhuzi didn't want his money either, he just joked, saying, 'Tiger, if you can't afford to lose, just say so, call me sir, I don't want this money.'"

"Just because of that one sentence."

Chen Guobang held up one finger, gritting his teeth:

"Just this one joke."

Sun Hu didn't say anything at the time, and Erzhuzi thought everything was fine and turned to leave.

"As a result, Sun Hu snatched a boning knife from the butcher's stall and stabbed him in the back... three times!"

"Every knife is aimed at the kidneys and the heart."

"Erzhuzi didn't close his eyes until he died. He was still clutching the twenty yuan he was going to return to Sun Hu."

The room was deathly silent.

As Zhao Shanhe listened, his eyes grew colder and colder.

He recalled the old man's dying words at Eagle's Beak Cliff: "If I don't die, you will."

"People like this deserve to be executed for at least five minutes."

Zhao Shanhe put down the enamel mug and stood up.

"Alright, I'm leaving the person to you."

Chen Guobang was taken aback: "Leaving already? Aren't you going to the hospital to check your injury? There's still the bonus..."

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious."

Zhao Shanhe tightened his sheepskin coat, walked to the door, and just as his hand touched the doorknob, he stopped as if he remembered something.

He didn't turn around, but said with his back to Chen Guobang:

"By the way, Director Chen."

"Sun Laowai's body is below Eagle Beak Cliff, under the largest red pine tree."

"The snow is quite heavy, so bring a shovel when you go tomorrow."

At this point, Zhao Shanhe paused for a moment:

"Go early."

"If we go too late, the wolves might have already emptied our pockets."

After saying that, Zhao Shanhe pushed open the door.

call--!

The wind and snow rushed in instantly.

The blood-covered figure, accompanied by two dogs, disappeared into the vast night without looking back.

Only a group of policemen remained inside, staring at the empty doorway, speechless for a long time.