Chapter 24 Chapter 23 Qiao

The Xijiao Thermal Power Plant was built in the northwest of the suburbs, very close to the West Long-distance Bus Station, and the surrounding area around the West Long-distance Bus Station is crowded with people, and the law and order have always been poor. There are various people with complicated relationships: gangsters, thieves , prostitutes, and even drug dealers.Ling Zhijie had organized several thorough security crackdowns specifically targeting that area, but they had no effect. All criminal activities disappeared before the crackdown began, as if those who committed the crime knew in advance that the crackdown was going to happen, and After the crackdown time passed, all kinds of crimes and chaos resurged, more stubborn than weeds.

I asked the driver to drop me off at a place about 100 meters away from the thermal power plant, and then started walking along the entire outer circle of the thermal power plant, observing the surrounding environment of the thermal power plant while walking, and I had to find out which direction Wang Fei might come from before meeting And which direction they might walk away after meeting. Obviously, this area has not yet undergone systematic urban planning. Large and small farmers' self-built houses, temporary work sheds, and various stores opened by vendors are filled in less than 20 meters around the thermal power plant.If you look down from the air, they look like colorful and dusty cheap advertisements, pasted haphazardly on the map of the west of the city.But who can see that just under this messy advertisement sheet, there is the most rampant and craziest crime in the whole city...

The area outside the main gate of the thermal power plant is relatively open, but obviously there is no need to pay attention to this area. I continued to walk along the extension of the wall of the thermal power plant, and was stopped by a dirty and smelly river not far away. I went around and turned into a dirty and messy alley, and there were several young people who looked like gangsters looking at me. Fortunately, I have a bald head and bandages on my hands. This kind of wounded image doesn't look like a kind person, nor does it look like a troublesome character. It's similar to the image of most people here, so , Those gangsters just looked at me a few times, and didn't feel strange, but continued their own topics.

After the alley turned around, there were more people. The street was full of people of all kinds. I stood at the corner of the street and took a look. The street, on both sides of the street, is full of young women in scantily dressed clothes, and around the young women are more men with wretched eyes. Most of these men are walking slowly and watching, only a few Follow the lady into the store. The winter sun always sets early, and the upper part of the whole street is almost covered by various tarpaulins or drying clothes, like the dense canopy in the jungle, blocking the remaining light. I saw the same dark sky outside through the gap, and it seemed that it was already past 5 o'clock. I planned to follow these pacing men slowly across the side street, and then continue to inspect the environment to the west and north of the thermal power plant.

The small street is not long, probably not more than 200 meters, but as the sky completely darkened, the number of people on the street increased surprisingly, as many as the perennially crowded food street in the south of the city. The distance between them was excessively narrowed, and countless shoulders and elbows rubbed against each other. I was struggling to move forward in this kind of friction, and I regretted entering this street at first, but after thinking about it, this kind of place may be the place where Wang Fei is most likely to haunt, so I raised my vigilance and paid attention to it all the time. Watching everyone who walks past me, especially those who have made physical contact with me.

There are more and more people on the street, and the road ahead is getting more and more difficult. When we reach the middle of the whole street, it has become a situation where we have to use our hands to push away the crowd in front of us in order to move forward.I don't know where so many people came from, but this is indeed a phenomenon I have never encountered before: a small street, and it is a small street for eroticism, at night, there will be such a bustling flow of people , is this small street itself has some kind of unique charm that makes people crazy?Or are these people themselves, driven mad by the so-called pressure, making a pilgrimage to follow more crowds here?

This personal feeling of being submerged in the crowd made me doubt for a while, but I was soon relieved, because this is the case in many places in this country. The crowding in a tiny place does not even need a reason, what is needed is only, and It is precisely this crowd that gathers more and more. In the crowd, apart from men, I even saw women, they were not the kind of characters leaning against the door, but women with the same eyes as most of the men here, with the same needs or pure curiosity in those eyes . I stretched out my hand to push away a woman with shoulder-length hair. The woman glared at me, opened her mouth to curse half a word, but suddenly stopped.

I quickly said sorry, but suddenly saw her eyes staring straight at my waist.And a look of panic began to show on her face. She turned around quickly, desperately squeezed through the crowd, and ran back in a panic, as if she was trying to escape something terrible. I was puzzled by the woman's movements, and when I lowered my head to look at my waist, I suddenly felt three heavy poking pains on the muscles on the back of my thighs. I quickly turned around and looked back, only to see a man's face looking at me inexplicably, and I asked, "What's the matter?" The man still looked at me inexplicably, then looked left and right, pointed at himself and said, "Are you asking me?"

"Yeah, you stabbed me three times just now, what's the matter?" "I didn't stab you, who stabbed you?" The man still looked puzzled. Judging from his expression, he didn't lie, he didn't stab me.And just when I turned my head, I felt three heavy poking pains on my right thigh again. I took advantage of the situation and turned around again, but what I saw was still the side face of a man, and that man still didn't look like stabbing me people. what's the problem?In such a dense crowd, how could I be poked twice in a row with obvious purpose, but I couldn't find the person who poked me?When I felt more and more confused, the poking pain came for the third time.

Now, I quickly lowered my head to look in the direction of the poking pain, and sure enough, I saw a small figure flashing past me. That figure was like an extremely agile monkey, standing on the edge of its crowded thighs. Walking through the jungle, it disappeared all at once, and I didn't even see what the thing looked like.But I immediately realized what it was, followed the direction in which it disappeared, pushed aside the crowd, and quickly followed it. After that, I lost the direction of the target a few times in the crowded crowd, but when I looked around, I would soon feel the poking pain in my thigh, "guiding" me to follow it all the way.I don't know what it is, or even if it's dangerous, I just subconsciously feel that I have to keep up with it.

About five or six minutes later, I was "guided" to a very narrow alley on the side of the street. This alley seemed not short, and the depth was pitch black, and that thing disappeared in that darkness.I took a few glances at the entrance of the alley, then looked back at the still crowded crowd on the street, thinking that nothing would happen, so I carefully slipped into the darkness. After walking for about ten meters in the dark, my eyes have already adapted to the light at this time, and I can vaguely see a place not far ahead. There is a person leaning against the wall next to the alley, a person who looks normal, It should be a man, but definitely not the thin figure that poked me in the crowd earlier. I stopped and looked back and forth again. I didn't see anyone else in the alley, so I asked the figure leaning against the wall in front of me, "Are you looking for me?" The figure was still standing against the wall without moving, so I had no choice but to ask again: "I am He Ning, are you looking for me?" The figure finally moved, straightened up, seemed to glance at me, then turned and continued to walk deeper into the darkness.He didn't speak, but the way he walked seemed to signal me to follow him.I thought about it, and followed. The alley quickly came to the end, turned a corner, and entered another alley. The figure continued to walk forward unhurriedly, but I didn't dare to go up rashly to see who that person was, but just followed him quietly. Turned a few more turns, and finally stopped in front of a small door with a cloth curtain. There was light coming out from behind the cloth curtain. The man lifted a corner of the curtain, looked back at me, and then got in. But when he turned his head, I vaguely saw his face clearly - that was Xiao Song!Xiao Song who disappeared mysteriously with Wang Fei! But I can't be completely sure at once, because if Xiao Song really appears here in this way, it indicates a rather bad situation. I rushed over quickly, trying to catch up with that person, but when I opened the curtain, I found that he suddenly disappeared again.At the same time, I smelled a strong body odor in this room, and there was a vague moaning sound coming from somewhere nearby through the wall or wooden boards. I couldn't help but frowned, and thought to myself, if it was Xiao Song, how could he come to such a place? Just when I was wondering, a figure flashed out from the darkness not far to the right. When I looked over, it was still the same person, but when I looked at it now, his figure had completely overlapped with the Xiao Song in my memory. up. I yelled at him: "Xiao Song!" But he didn't answer, and disappeared into the darkness all of a sudden. I quickly followed up again, and found that the dark place was a corner, and past the corner was an upward staircase.I looked up and he was standing at the top of the steps with his back to me, still seemingly waiting for me. As I walked up, I asked, "Xiao Song, are you with Wang Fei now?" He still didn't answer. After going up the stairs, there was a long and shabby-looking corridor. There were some small compartments on both sides of the corridor, and the strong body odor and groaning sound obviously came from these compartments. Passed out.Xiao Song continued to walk along this corridor. I wanted to follow quickly, but he still deliberately kept a distance from me. "Xiao Song, do you know that something happened to your captain?" As soon as I said this, Xiao Song's body trembled slightly, but he still didn't speak, and just led me forward without saying a word. "Do you know what you're doing?!" I raised my voice and asked loudly. Now, the continuous groans in the nearby cubicles stopped abruptly, as if suddenly stuck. But Xiao Song still didn't answer, just stopped suddenly, and then knocked three times on the door of a compartment on the right, and the door opened a crack, and Xiao Song said to the door: "He's here!" .” Then he glanced at me, and went in first. I stood in this long corridor, looked at the half-closed door, and knew that Wang Fei was inside, but I suddenly felt frightened. Just when I was hesitating whether to walk in that door, there was a sudden bang behind me, followed by a man's roar: "Are you fucking tired of working?!" I looked back and saw a doorway of a compartment not far behind, a man with tattoos was standing there naked, staring at me angrily, and the thing under his crotch had obviously lost its anger , drooping under the dim light in the corridor, exuding a strange breath. When he saw me looking at him, there seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes, and his whole face twisted unnaturally... He opened his mouth, and suddenly shouted at me: "Wait! Don't run away!" After he finished speaking, he dodged into the compartment next to him, and when he came out, he had something in his hand, which was glowing with a metallic cold light, shaking and quickly approaching me. I didn't expect that things would come so suddenly and so inexplicably, I subconsciously took a few steps back, stretched out my hand and made a stop gesture and said, "Dude, you have something to say, don't be impulsive!" But obviously, these words had no effect on the man in front of him. The murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense, burning him and making him run like a mad beast. Originally, the distance between me and him was about 20 meters, but after a few seconds, he had already rushed to a position about five meters away from me. I only felt the situation when I looked at the shiny thing in his hand No, turn around and run back.But before I ran a few steps, I heard a muffled groan from behind, followed by a muffled landing sound. I looked back and saw the naked man lying on the ground, and beside him, squatting It's Xiao Song. The metal object that was glowing with cold light was currently being held by Xiao Song in his hand, but it lost its light, and it seemed that some liquid dripped from the object and landed on the man's face.And the man was still lying on the ground, with his hands on his throat, his whole body twitching, as if he had reached an orgasm again. At this moment, I couldn't believe my eyes, because Xiao Song seemed to kill him with that dagger, so neatly!The man didn't even have a chance to shout. Just when I was in a daze, the doors of several compartments on both sides of the corridor were opened, and many heads poked their heads out to watch. I glanced at them, and quickly squatted down to help the man up, and lifted his arm Put it on my shoulder, then looked up and smiled at those heads, and said: "My buddy is drunk, you continue." I glanced at Xiao Song, continued to support the man, and quickly dragged him into the side compartment as if helping a drunk, and Xiao Song followed in immediately. At that moment, my brain went blank for a short time, and I almost forgot my purpose of coming here, and I also forgot that Wang Fei was in this small and dark cubicle. I just subconsciously wanted to cover up the fact that the man was killed. After closing the door, I couldn't wait to lean over to check the man's injuries.There was a dark red and hideous wound at his Adam's apple, which almost ran through most of his neck. Hot blood was still pouring out from it, and under the surging blood, the whitish trachea and Tissues such as the larynx, they were cut open, and blood bubbles bulged out intermittently with the man's convulsions and residual breathing. After confirming that this man was hopeless, I slumped on the ground weakly, looking at Xiao Song in front of me in disbelief. His eyes are cold, so cold that I almost tremble, at this moment he is like an extremely cold-blooded killer, of course, maybe he is now.But a few days ago, I clearly remembered that he was still a fledgling young criminal policeman... So, for a while, I couldn't believe my eyes, I couldn't believe his shocking behavior just now, and I didn't even know how to ask him , and asked him why he seemed to have completely changed himself, so that he became a murderer without blinking an eye. He was leaning on a small table, looking very tired, I sat on the ground, looked up into his eyes, he looked me back, then turned his head, looked the other way, I followed his eyes , It was a wire bed covered with bedding, placed close to the corner of the wall. "Okay? Then what?" Xiao Song suddenly said to the quilt. Hearing Xiao Song's question, I came back to my senses and remembered that Wang Fei was here, so I also asked the quilt: "Wang Fei, I'm here, I brought you something to show. " But after I finished saying this, I suddenly found something very wrong, because the quilt on the wire bed was slightly raised, yes, but the raised height was not so high that it looked like a big man was sleeping on it. Inside, it was more like a situation where someone just slept, and then that person got up and lifted the quilt and left... When I realized this, I stood up suddenly, rushed forward, and threw off the quilt. There was nothing under the quilt.Immediately afterwards, I looked around the entire cubicle again, but I didn't see anyone else at all, that is to say, Wang Fei wasn't here! I turned around, looked at Xiao Song in disbelief, pointed to the quilt and asked, "Who are you talking to?" "Okay... I see." Xiao Song said this again, he didn't look at me at all when he spoke, he was still staring at the quilt, his eyes were cold and tired. After he finished speaking, he glanced at me, opened the door, said "Follow me", and walked out. I froze there again, looked at the whole wire bed carefully, and even got under the bed to have a look, but in this room, except for me and the man lying on the ground, there was no one else... … A huge sense of panic surged into my heart again, because I didn't know who Xiao Song was talking to just now...was it Wang Fei?Or is it something else invisible?