Chapter 812

Hiding all the way, they came to the pawnshop. Although it was late at night, there was a dim light in the pawnshop.

He Jingjing, an old friend of he Taiyang, has also seen this guy. He is an old rascal, and the creditor can't pay the debt. He asks others to take over the young and beautiful daughter as his daughter. In fact, he is a disguised little wife, tired of playing and rushing back. He shamelessly says that this is only part of the interest and can't fully repay the debt.

At that time, he Taiyang mostly learned from him. How can he become a friend if he is not a raccoon?

The pawnshop business is very magical in the eyes of he Jingjing. The old traditions such as paying respects to teachers, receiving apprentices, paying respects to docks, receiving concubines, and speaking Jianghu whispers have been preserved in a dark shop, as if they had been staying a hundred years ago.

Pawnshop operators are all old men who are backward in thinking, open to money and strange in spirit. They always smell of camphor pills and smoke leaves.

Entering the store, he Jingjing saw the monitor on the ceiling and frowned. He Jun said, "it's OK. He installed it himself. Then I asked him to delete the monitoring video."

"Uncle x, are you there?" He junchong shouted inside.

"Come in!"

Two people came to an office, the camphor wood box around piled up to the ceiling, and an old man with a ruddy face sat on a mahogany carved chair, kneeling beside a young woman, respectfully washed his feet.

Why did he Jingjing do such a thing? She frowned in disgust. If she hadn't dared to gamble in the past, she would have been miserable today.

Whether wanted by the police, imprisoned or shot, she would not kneel at the edge of the barrel to wash a pair of wrinkled and smelly old feet even if she would pay these costs in the future.

But he Jun was looking at the woman's milk. Ditch, thought, how big!

"Uncle x," he said

"Xiaojunzi, I haven't been here for a long time. Can I help you?" The old man smiled unkindly, showing his cigarette teeth.

"Don't beat around the bush. You should know that we are wanted by the police. Look at our miserable situation now. We can't say we're too desperate. We're looking for you to do business."

"I heard that your reward order is several hundred thousand!"

"Well, it's only a few hundred thousand yuan. You'll make more than ten times as much money as this in our business..." With that, He Jun poured out a picture from the barrel and unfolded it.

The old man "Oh" exclaimed, and ordered his daughter to get the old mirror. When the old mirror came, he rubbed it on the woman's chest by the way, and he Jingjing frowned.

The old man dried his feet and came to see the painting. "This stroke, this artistic conception, is worthy of Wang Shimin's work. It's really extraordinary!"

"How much is it?" He Jun asked.

"Well..." The old man's eyes rolled.

The woman brought a cup of tea to he Jingjing and said timidly, "drink some water."

"No, I'm not thirsty..." He Jingjing suddenly found that there was a word on the woman's chest, which was written with a nail clasp: "run, there is ambush!"

She looked at the old man in amazement, and the old man was also winking. She grabbed him and was ready to run out. Only then did she find a man appeared behind him unconsciously and blocked the door with his body, holding a knife in his hand.

When seeing each other's face, he Jingjing was shocked, "you are..."

"Yes, I am!"

"No, it's not his voice, who are you!"

The man played with the knife in his hand. "I'll get something from the old man."

This reveals that He Jun and he Jingjing are the people on the road. They look at each other and suddenly take a chair and swing it. The opponent's speed is as fast as the wind. In an instant, He Jun has stepped forward. He Jun feels his throat is cold. He has no strength all of a sudden. The knife is too sharp. A second later, the skin at his throat cracks and blood gushes out.

He threw down the chair in vain, covered his neck with his hands, and with the massive loss of blood, his legs fell to the ground.

He Jingjing rushes to him and cries. Suddenly her hair is pulled up from behind. He Jingjing is forced to straighten up and tears flow down. She begged: "let's go, draw and take away."

"It's your life that Liege asked me to take." The man breathed in her ear, the knife slowly resting on her throat.

Poof!

In the blink of an eye, he killed two people in a row. The old man and his dry daughter were scared and hugged together. This man is a real killer, not a ruffian who can only fight. He is like a killing machine without feelings.

"I We have done what you said Let us go... " The old man begged.

"Did I say I would let you go?" The man grinned and pointed at him with a knife. "I'm going to kill another man, pick one."

As if grasping a straw in despair, the old man pushed away the dry daughter in his arms and said, "she is her, her life is not worth money."

"Dead old man, you sold me!" At the critical moment of life and death, the woman changed her usual meekness and said, "kill him. He hasn't had a few years to live, and it's not a loss to kill him!"

"This is your choice." The man touched the blade, the smile on his face suddenly converged

Three hours later, Lin Qiupu stood in the room where four bodies were lying, feeling dizzy. The two people on the ground were He Jun and he Jingjing, the fugitives wanted. Unexpectedly, they ended up in this way.

The three ancient paintings that were taken away were not on them or on the scene. It seems that they were taken by the murderer.

Holding the window with both hands, the body stabbed five times in the back was an old man. Lin Qiupu knew him. That was when he first investigated the case, the pawnbroker who tried to win over him.

Curled up in a ball, the body of the woman who fell on the ground with a knife in her chest is the adopted daughter of the boss, probably what is the unclear relationship.

"Of course, this pawnshop was once investigated for selling stolen goods, and was once shut down. It is estimated that the suspects ran here to paint. The murderer had already ambushed here, killed them, and killed them together with the pawnshop's people!" Lin Qiupu came to the conclusion that "he must be a member of the powerful country and the kingpin faction, otherwise he would not think of ambushing here!"

"Captain, there's surveillance!" Xu Xiaodong rushed in.

The police called out the surveillance, and the surveillance took about 10 o'clock. A man with blood walked out of the inner room, and he even looked at the surveillance unwittingly, even smiled.

The police were very excited. Unexpectedly, the surveillance caught the suspect's face, which really helped.

But Lin Qiupu suddenly opened his eyes and his brain was blank.

How could it be! How is that possible?

The man who came out with a knife turned out to be

The next day, lieguo owl smiles at a photo in his room. It shows a pair of children, a man and a woman, who are very cute and lovely. This photo has been for some years.

The phone rang.

"Mr. lie, the matter is done. I'll put it in tomorrow's gym, No. 35 locker. The password is XXXX."

"Mr. Zhou, it's so relaxing and pleasant to cooperate with you. Just tell you a name, and that person will disappear."

"It's also my pleasure to cooperate with Mr. lie. By the way, it's not Mr. Zhou who is talking to you now. He died in an accident. Of course, my surname is Zhou."

"Good. Mr. Zhou has a successor. I think he will feel comforted."

After hanging up, there was a loud noise outside the house, "you can't come in!" Go away

Lin Qiupu was surprised to find that the person who rushed in was Lin Qiupu. He was wearing plain clothes, and he came alone. But Lin Qiupu was not polite this time. He collected the collar directly, which may be the most impulsive time in his life.

"Who is the killer you hired! Who is it! " Shouted Lin Qiupu.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Lin Qiupu wanted to attack, but he gave up. His expression was fierce and sad. "Tell me who he is! Where is he now! "

"I I don't know what you're talking about. "

"Where is he! Where is he? Where is he! " Lin Qiupu is going crazy.

The fierce country Lord made a sign to stop the man who was going to go up. "Lin Qiupu, whether he is the captain of the criminal police or an adult, you are too impolite! I'm old enough to be your father. Don't you even have respect for your elders? "

Lin Qiupu looked into the eyes of the fierce country Lord and slowly put down his hand. He knew that the old man would not say anything. He was ready to leave immediately to avoid crying in front of such a person.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Answer him, only a sad left back, when he left, his subordinates reported that: "the note cried outside."

"Inexplicable." Fierce country owl murmurs to see, bows to continue to look at the picture in the hand.