Chapter 368: Grim Reaper

Chapter 368 The Grim Reaper
Feng Jun was really fortunate, he met a good scenery.
Mei Jin's classmates were quite reliable, and inquired about most of Cao Weihua's things.
It even included Cao Weihua's father, Director Cao.
Lao Cao's office, license plate number, and even the addresses of his two houses were heard by everyone.
At five o'clock that day, Feng Jun hid the name of sleeping and hid in the room without anyone harassing.
Not to mention, it was really someone who came to him to find him. The police at the police station received a report from the masses that the Luohua Manor had poisoned people, so three policemen came to the door of the manor to see Feng Jun for information.
The gatekeeper refused their request very simply. You don't know who is investigating the trouble-maker, but the one who came to us instead?
Even they do not allow the police to enter the door, if you want to come in, you can have a search warrant, or you can let General Feng speak.
In fact, the police are also a bit big, and they do n’t say that things involve strangeness, only that this poisoning harms people. At present, there is no evidence to show that the masses are abnormal, which is caused by poisoning.
So they came here daringly, first to be worthy of the uniform, and secondly to ask the folks, if they can help, just help.
The two migrant workers acted as the door and wanted to stop them, which made the three policemen quite uncomfortable. "We want to see boss Feng, what are you two doing?"
"We're not a gadget," the gatekeeper said unreasonably, "you have the ability to beat us down and break out."
The three policemen are really a bit blind, so do n’t do anything with the gate, even if people can get in, the car wo n’t get in.
But they really want to get started, they don't have the courage to do it-maybe it involves magic.
While tangled up, another van drove up, and seven or eight people came down, including three white-haired old men. They begged the doorman to say that we would like to see boss Feng and ask him to save our family.
The gatekeeper immediately pulled his face down and said that we are planting trees here, not a hospital.
These people begged hard, and the gatekeeper only refused, and the police could not help it again, "Let these old people stand in the rain, do you bear the heart?"
"We didn't ask them to come," the gatekeeper's attitude was very firm. "I remind you that the place you are standing at is the place where other people just made trouble ... just do it yourself!"
The police haven't said anything. A lot of things have been carried on the van. There are copper stoves for incense cases and thread cattails.
The guard was frightened, "Go a little farther ... Fireworks are strictly prohibited here, especially ... Believe it or not to beat you?"
It is inevitable to prohibit fireworks. The mountain forests in the north are too prone to mountain fires. Of course, it is raining now, but this problem can not be used to.
These people did not care about the attitude of the gatekeeper. Instead, they walked two hundred meters away, put up an umbrella in the wilderness, lit the incense, lit the incense, and knelt in the direction of the villa.
When the police saw this, they exchanged glances. No one was interested in speaking, let alone forcing the gate.
We are still investigating the case. The families of these victims have directly started offering incense ...
At this moment Feng Jun had quietly left the villa under the cover of Yusi. In fact, several square kilometers around him were his site. Where there is a camera, he knew everything. Even if it didn't rain, he wanted to slip out easily.
What do you do when you slip out? Of course, revenge Cao Weihua.
Feng Jun is not a lifeless person, but sometimes, revenge is to be quick and ruthless. Failure to do so is not enough to deter Xiao Xiao from alerting others.
He flew across the river in a volley, ran out for two kilometers at a stretch, found a place where no one was, released a motorcycle, and went straight to Zheng Yang.
Entering the urban area of ​​Zhengyang, he wandered around for a while, but did not find the specific whereabouts of Cao Weihua.
In order to prevent others from positioning, he left his mobile phone in the villa. It was not easy to contact the scenery for a while, and he went straight to the dormitory of the Construction Committee.
Director Cao has two houses here, one for his daughter and one for his and his wife, located on the eleventh floor.
Feng Jun has heard some word of mouth from Director Cao, knowing that this person is not greedy, but not greedy does not mean that he is a good person.
If nothing else, just because he did n’t educate his son well, this person will fail as a man, and Cao Weihua is so eloquent right now, and his fatherhood certainly does n’t play any good role.
If you are not a godfather, even if you have a little responsibility, you should not bring Cao Weihua back to Zheng Yang and continue to harm others.
He planned to kill Director Cao. That's right, the physical destruction. Cao Weihua's greed, someone must be punished.
The project of 100 million yuan is not small. Even if the profit is only 10 million yuan, how many ordinary people's lives will be worth this 10 million yuan?
In the eyes of Feng Jun, Director Cao is also an ordinary person, and his life should not be more precious than others.
Quite easily, he found Director Cao's room, and the lights in the room were already on.
Then wait for the evening, Feng Jun began to check the surrounding cameras.
How to deal with this person, he already has a rough plan, let him jump off the building.
The alumnus of Good Scenery committed suicide by jumping off the building. There were two reasons for Cao's family not to return two lives.
Perhaps it was because of the rain that the gate of the dormitory of the Construction Committee seemed lazy, only staring at the in and out of the car, and ignored the small door to the people in and out.
Upon seeing this, Feng Jun simply held up an umbrella and walked into the dormitory. He planned to take a good look at the surrounding terrain while it was still dark, so as to facilitate his shot at night.
After about five minutes of turning, he had counted in his heart, so he turned around and walked out. He has now used Thousand Faces, but he turned around in the yard with a raw face, and looked around. In the future, the police will investigate, Always a doubt.
Just as he turned around, a Ford car drove over, and Feng Jun's eyes couldn't help but squint: This license plate ...
It was Secretary Cao who drove the Ford. He also heard today that his son ’s project in Baixing Town was not going well, but he also had no good way. This son is too good to provoke trouble. He is a father and he ca n’t wipe out Ass.
Since the murder was made many years ago, he sent his son abroad, and he did not want his son to return.
His son is ashamed, and his old man's face is also dull.
But there is no way, that is an unaffordable A Dou, unable to stay abroad, eventually returned to China.
Director Cao is worried that if his son arrives in another city, he may poke out a big basket-it is possible to suffer from prison.
Therefore, he can only get his son back to Zheng Yang, set it up beside him, and look after himself.
It's time to urge him to get married! Director Cao came out of the garage and thought while walking, the boy got married and matured.
Of course, girls like those who committed suicide by jumping off the building cannot be found ... People who are prone to extremes are not qualified spouses.
It was still raining in the sky, but Director Cao didn't care. From the garage exit to the door of the unit, it was only thirty or forty meters, and the rain was not heavy. It was just a short walk away.
He was pondering, introducing his daughter to his son, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Looking up, a dark shadow fell from the sky, "Lying trough ..."
At 7:30 in the evening, Director Cao was hit by a flower pot that fell from the sky and died on the way to the hospital.
The body stopped in the morgue, and at nine o'clock in the evening, Director Cao's family had set up the incense case.
Director Cao's wife was crying to death and her daughter was desperate to live.
Cao Weihua was stunned, sitting in a daze at home-he was half drunk and was called back by his sister's phone.
"How could that flower pot fall? There was no wind at that time!"
"It's an air conditioner outdoor unit, the screws are loose, the outdoor unit is crooked, the flower pot slides off the outdoor unit's shell, it's raining ..."
Cao Weihua couldn't even listen to other people's comments. There was only one thought in his mind: This matter is too strange.
I don't know why, a strange image appeared in his head: in the heavy rain, a black crow hovered in the air and yelled quacks, which was full of pride.
Then, the bird head of the crow gradually turned into a human face, exactly what Feng Jun looked like.
"This is murder," Cao Weihua grunted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Guo."
"Senior man, I heard ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A thick voice came," Xiao Cao, you mourn ... Now the wind is tight, I won't go to condolences. . "
"My dad was victimized," Cao Weihua said with certainty. "Guo, I hope to invite someone from the Provincial Police Department to come forward and investigate Feng Jun's actions ... money is not a problem."
Chief Guo paused, and Shen Sheng asked, "Do you have any evidence?"
"It must be him," Cao Weihua gritted his teeth. "Locate his whereabouts and check the call records. It is easy to find evidence ... it must be him."
"There is still no evidence," Chief Guo sighed helplessly. "If you have this idea, you can directly contact the police station. My profession is not right. This kind of thing is inconvenient to speak."
Where do I have your face? Cao Weihua sighed secretly in his heart, "Guo, I am willing to pay, please trouble me to say hello."
Chief Guo was silent again, and he said coldly for a long time, "Do you think ... do we have that relationship?"
Before waiting for Cao Weihua to speak, he pressed the phone directly.
"Lying trough Nima!" Cao Weihua raised his hand and threw the phone down to the ground. "What kind of things!"
Of course, he was not sure what Feng Jun did, but he felt that this possibility was extremely great. Anyway, if he wanted to engage in Feng Jun, it would be to let the old man play his last waste heat.
But Director Guo's reaction really disappointed him: it was indeed human, and the officialdom has never been so snobbish.
After the phone fell, his mood became more and more angry, but the strange image in his head disappeared instead.
Then he started to cheer up and received the condolences, leaving Feng Jun's affairs behind him temporarily.
When I thought about ten o'clock, there was a faint sound of firecrackers outside the building.
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