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Chapter nineteen, innocent, pitiful, helpless(1/2)

Everyone came to the place where Chang Xingxiu died.

There are two people from the Sujia Martial Arts Hall staring at each other, on the one hand, preventing others from damaging the scene, and on the other hand, on the other hand, feeling that the murderer might come back to deal with the traces.

Wang Shanhao watched the old guard squatting in the grass, slid over the grass, then looked upwards, then returned to the road, frowned and looked around.

"What did you find?" The person from the Sujia Martial Arts Hall asked impatiently.

"According to the wound behind Mr. Chang, the dagger did not seem to be caught and stabbed in, but fell naturally." The old guard pointed to the five-story building next to the road.

"Ha?" The people from the Su Family Martial Arts Hall stared at the old guard in shock.

"When you meet Mr. Chang, is he lying in the grass? And his hands are stained with dirt?" asked the old guard.

The people who found the scene recalled and nodded.

The old guard nodded: "In my experience, Mr. Chang was walking on the road and fell into the grass for some reason. He supported his hand on the soil. A dagger fell from the upstairs and inserted it into his back."

Wang Shanhao and Li Di looked at each other.

The four people from the Sujia Martial Arts Hall look at me, I look at you.

The person in charge held the cigarette, took a deep breath, and threw it on the ground.

"Nonsense!" He rushed forward and kicked the old guard hard in the stomach.

The old guard fell to the ground.

Wang Shanhao felt that this scene looked familiar, and half of his face hurt a little.

Three other people from the Sujia Martial Arts Hall punched and kicked the old guard.

When they stopped, the old guards shrank into a ball and moaned in pain.

The person in charge of the Sujiawu Pavilion denounced him and said:

"Look clearly, this is a five-story building. It is not a flying knife or a bow or arrow that pierces into my brother's back! Tell me, who can throw a dagger from the fifth floor and hit my brother's back!"

"I mean it may be a coincidence. There was a person playing with a dagger upstairs and accidentally lost his hand. I have been dealing with the case for so many years and have encountered several accidental murders."

The old guard held back the pain and said that he believed in his professionalism: "The other party picked up Mr. Chang's hand and grabbed it. This thing is not common. He must have hidden it. A man would do this. As long as he checks which family nearby hides and grabs it, he can find the murderer!"

The people from the Su Family Martial Arts Hall beat him up and left cursingly.

When their figures disappeared, Wang Shanhao said to Li Di: "You send him to the hospital."

It was getting late, and Wang Shanhao had other arrangements, so he got in the car and left.

Today is the cocktail party of Dongshan Martial Arts Hall, and the group leader and above members must attend. The death of Gu Chengfu has no effect on the cocktail party.

At the cocktail party, Wu Yueshan showed off a 32-kilogram carp, which he caught with him yesterday.

This curator is addicted to fishing and playing chess, just like an ordinary retired elderly person.

The people present were not interested in fishing, but they all knew a lot and immediately gave professional compliments.

Where did you fish? How was the process? What bait was used?

Wang Shanhao followed and said a few words, smiling. The atmosphere in the villa was warm.

The cocktail party ended and he was already very sleepy.

The villa where the evening party was held was in the suburbs. Wu Yueshan bought a large piece of land here and built a base camp.

Usually, only the senior management of the martial arts hall and the junior brothers in charge of the escort.

There are cars arranged by the director outside the villa, and their own cars and drivers are not allowed to enter.

Standing next to the car, Wang Shanhao became much more awake when the cold wind blew.

Thinking of the deaths of the two team leaders, he called Li Di and asked Li Di to accompany him home.

Although Li Di is a junior brother, he is bigger than Wang Shanhao. He has participated in wars and with him, Wang Shanhao feels much more at ease.

On the way, Wang Shanhao thought about what to do in the afternoon.

The old security guard said that Chang Xingxiu's knife wound in the back of her heart did not seem to be stabbed by a person, but seemed to be falling from a high altitude of a dagger.

Chang Xingxiu may have also died of an "accident" or an accident of falling from a knife.

"The accident of falling from the knife." Wang Shanhao said in a low voice, but his heart was trembling with coldness.

The people in the Su family did not believe in such coincidences as a mystery story, and Wang Shanhao did not believe it either, but he thought of the Anyun Hotel and the Gu Chengfu.

He wanted to discuss with Li Di, but the driver was not his person, so it was not convenient to talk about these things.

The road I often walked had a car accident, and the road was blocked, so they took a long way.

On the way, they suddenly heard a loud noise.

Then came a scream.

Sharp and short.

Wang Shanhao and Li Di looked at each other and asked the driver to stop the car.

He pushed open the car door and went to check with Li Di.

In fact, Wang Shanhao didn't want to get off the bus at all.

But this is the territory of Dongshan Martial Arts Hall, and you have to go and see it in terms of emotion and reason. If he doesn't go, news about his timidity and fear will spread throughout the Martial Arts Hall tomorrow.

The driver is from Dong Tianyang. Dong Tianyang will not target him, but will not help him hide it.

This is very unfavorable to his development. His background is not deep. He needs the support of his junior brothers at the lower level. His team leader has not yet been promoted to a regular position.

The sound comes from an alley.

Is it a vendetta?

In the dim alley, Li Di walked in front.

Wang Shanhao intentionally slowed down, hoping that the murderer would finish the matter quickly and then leave and not meet him.

The surroundings were calm, and the sound just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Wang Shanhao and Li Di arrived at the place where the sound came out, and a figure was upside down on the ground.

Li Di walked forward with a gun in his arms.

"Dead." He said to Wang Shanhao.

Wang Shanhao walked out of the hiding place and came to the corpse.

He looked at the face of the body first.

Wang Shanhao remembers the appearance of all the well-known people in Longgong City, and he knows this corpse:

"He is from the Sujia Martial Arts Club. Although he is not the team leader, he will be able to go up after two years of abdication."

Li Di found a motorcycle next to the body.

There is a large stone some distance in front of the motorcycle.

"There is no open wound, the neck is broken, this is a corner, it should be that the corner hits a stone, causing the motorcycle to lose control," Li Di said.

"Another coincidence?" Wang Shanhao wanted to light a cigarette, but the cigarette box was empty.

"This alley is quite spacious and the stones are not too big. I don't think anyone can be sure that this unlucky guy will definitely hit him," said Li Di.

"Indeed." Wang Shanhao fell into thinking.

Suddenly, a thud sound came from the side.

It was the sound of a person falling down.

Li Dila went up to him and hid beside the wall, looking in that direction vigilantly.

Wang Shanhao didn't care. He was probably a passerby watching the fun. He had seen many such things.

The footsteps sounded, and the passerby was running away.

But why are the footsteps getting closer?

Amidst Wang Shanhao and Li Di's shocked eyes, a young man in a black coat ran to them.

When they saw them, the young man was startled.

He immediately turned his head and ran back.

Wang Shanhao and Li Di understood that this person had run away in the wrong direction, and they laughed happily.

After laughing for two seconds, Wang Shanhao's subconscious began to warn him, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground.

His laughter choked.

"Catch him!" He hurriedly pushed Li Di, "Quick!"

Li Di rushed over immediately.

He shot into the sky and shouted, "Don't move!"

Gunshots echoed nearby.

The figure couldn't run away, and he immediately stopped: "Don't, don't kill me!"
To be continued...
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