"My father died early, and my mother needed money to treat her illness. It was all because I was incompetent and that Xiaoting had to go on this path. If I had known this would happen, I should have left school to support her in school."

At the end of the day, the squad leader burst into tears.

The tuition fee of the Art Academy is three times that of an ordinary university, and the class monitor's mother became ill due to overwork and could only rely on imported drugs to maintain her life. In order to pay for the tuition for herself and her brother and her mother's medical expenses, Fang Ting untied her clothes in front of the rich second generation again and again.

But I didn't expect that I lost my life this time.

Jiang Luo lamented, no one would feel good about this matter if it was on anyone.

"Squad leader, do you have evidence of Yuan Hao's crime?"

"No, and the nightclub owner gave Yuan Hao an alibi,"

Jiang Luo asked again: "Then what can I do for you?"

The squad leader paused for a moment and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuan Hao's background is strong, and most people are afraid of him, but you are not afraid of him.

In order to avenge Tingting, I have given my best wishes. I will fight to him now. When he kills me, you can call the police for me and mention the clues of Tingting's death. I don't believe that the police can still pretend to be blind in front of two lives."

Before Jiang Luo could express his opinion, Zhang Chao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Jiang Luo, don't listen to him nonsense. If you really do that, what will he do? It's too miserable for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man twice."

The squad leader and Zhang Chao had the most close relationship, so after the accident happened, his sister only discussed countermeasures with Zhang Chao.

They knew that they were in love with Jiang Luo, so they dared not force Jiang Luo to stand up, but only asked Jiang Luo to help him come up with an idea. After all, Jiang Luo had just sent the same criminal Jiang Yun to prison some time ago.

Jiang Luo pondered for a while and said, "Don't be impulsive, I'll go to school immediately and make up for it after meeting."

Zhang Chao said gratefully: "Thank you."

Jiang Luo called the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office again to ask about the school leave certificate. As expected, the certificate was completed two days ago.

Half an hour later, he drove to the Academic Affairs Office. After getting the leave certificate, he asked Zhang Chao and the class monitor to meet in a nearby park.

The squad leader looked haggard and angry, as if he was ten years older, and Zhang Chao was also depressed and full of sorrow.

The two walked to Jiang Luo in despair and sighed.

Under Jiang Luo's inquiry, the squad leader made a detailed statement of the case.

Jiang Luo listened carefully and asked about a few more details. His eyes narrowed and he fell into deep thought.

"Squad leader, don't be impulsive. Maybe you rushed over now and hit Yuan Hao's thoughts. If you can't bear it, he will be anxious instead," Jiang Luo advised kindly.

The squad leader cried and nodded.

Zhang Chao lowered his eyebrows and begged, "Brother Jiang, you have a clear eye and eyes. Let's give us a clear path."

"The key to the case is Yuan Hao's absenteeism. If the bar owner is willing to tell the truth, Yuan Hao can only surrender."

The squad leader said indignantly: "The bar owner will collect money for perjury in almost every ten years. How can he overturn his previous confession? Replacing the confession is equivalent to admitting that he has committed perjury."

Jiang Luo disagreed, "As long as he has enough temptation, he can pry open his mouth."

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his voice and told the plan to both of them.

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The sky is gloomy, dark clouds cover the moon, cold wind whistling, and the sycamore trees on the roadside are blowing loudly.

It was almost midnight, and the Tulip nightclub was still brightly lit, echoing the screams and noises of men and women.

The nightclub owner Huang Tao looked bad, as if he was suppressing something. He stood at the door and blew a cold wind, holding a cigarette in his hand.

He looked at the slowly rising eyes and muttered: "This world is really chaotic. When the limelight comes, I will take my wife and children back to the countryside county town. It is better than being scared here."

The clerk was napping at the counter, not paying attention to the boss' loneliness, nor did he notice a black figure pounce on the boss.

"Wake up—"

A low and magical voice sounded in his ears, Huang Tao was dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he was so scared that he was scattered.

There are graves in front, back, left and right, and there are a few pieces of yellow paper pressed on the grave, which shows a new grave.

On the left was a man with white hair and white hair, with white powder on his face, and his lips were redder than blood.

On the right was a man in black clothes and black hair, with a trauma on his face, and even his lips were black.

What's even more terrible is that the man in front of him was holding his bloody heart and liver, his long hair completely covered his face, and his wide robe rustled in the wind.

"Who are you?" Huang Tao shivered, turned back and ran away.

"Bang!"

The long-haired man in front raised his hand and pushed him back to the spot. His hands with distinct joints did not look scary, but they were full of strength and almost slapped him to death.

"You... are you... humans or ghosts?"

Anyone who wakes up and finds himself in the cemetery, standing next to him with three weird clothes, can't calm down. What's more, there are no stars or moon tonight, and he can't tell whether the other person is a human or a ghost through his shadow.

Ignorance is always a catalyst for fear. If you are afraid to the extreme, reason will really be damn.

The man in front said, "We are ghost messengers, Hei Wuchang, Bai Wuchang and Zhong Kui."

The sound has a horrible sound effect, and Huang Tao was so scared that he almost urinated his pants, and even his expression froze.

"No, it's impossible. I'm not dead. Why are you looking for me?" He pinched his arm, felt the pain clearly, and touched his body again. He was in a state of solidity and finally returned to a hint of clarity.

"You are not dead yet, but your personal morality is detrimental. The King of Hell ordered me to capture you to hell immediately."

Huang Tao shouted weakly: "No...it's impossible. I haven't done anything bad. Why should I catch me? Why don't you arrest Yuan Hao's grandson? He just killed a big girl a few days ago."

"Haha, how could you let any bad guy go? Yuan Hao did a lot of evil, but what did he do the other day? Let me tell you, if it is true, you have both merits."

Huang Tao's eyes rolled and he said suspiciously: "You are so stupid, don't even know this?"

Before he finished speaking, Heibai Wuchang opened his mouth at the same time and stretched out his bleeding tongue. The two tongues intertwined in mid-air.

"Why don't you tell me quickly?" The black and white impermanent threatened in unison, with a sharp voice that could almost break the eardrums.

"I said, can't I do it?" Huang Tao said in a daze and almost fainted from fright.

"Six days ago, Yuan Hao and his group were playing in a nightclub, and the others left first, only him and the girl were left. When dawn was almost dawn, one bodyguard went out with a sack, while the other bodyguard cleaned my private room and did not let us interfere. After cleaning, he deliberately threw some ashes and melon peels.

I had already guessed that he had killed someone and was preparing to provide clues to the police. Unexpectedly, he sent someone to catch my wife and children, threatened me with their lives, and asked me to testify.

I don’t want to be distorted, but there’s no way, I really didn’t kill people.”

The long-haired man snorted coldly: "As expected, Yuan Hao will do his deeds and he will be punished."
Chapter completed!