Chapter 1440: SMS

Scratch his head on Thursday: "Yes, it is indeed your text message from Brother Ping." Then, he took his hand out of his pocket on Thursday.
Just when he was going to take a look at his phone Zhang Ping, the rhythmic knock on the door rang again.
Zhang Ping and Thursday looked at each other, and Zhang Ping asked, "Who is outside the door?"
"Brother Ping, it's me."
"There we are."
On Thursday, he said to Zhang Ping: "Brother Ping, it's Shu Feng and a few of them."
Zhang Ping nodded: "Go and open the door."
A few steps on Thursday and opened the door. At this time, Zhang Ping was already holding the pistol in his hand, and the muzzle was facing the other six people in the room, including the Thursday when he first came in.
Zhang Ping, who is suspicious by nature, already feels something is wrong. These several people come to you at the same time. Even if you personally notified yourself before, it may not necessarily happen.
And now Zhang Ping can clearly remember that he didn't send any text messages to any of them. Although it feels a bit strange, Zhang Ping still prefers to believe that these six people have problems.
His face changed slightly on Thursday, and then he laughed: "Ping Brother, what do you mean?"
The gun in Zhang Ping's hand was tight, and the bullet was already loaded: "I don't mean anything, just don't understand what you mean, why did all of them come to me all of a sudden?"
Shu Feng is a very handsome man. His eyebrows are tightly closed, and his tone is not very good: "Ping Brother, what you said is interesting. Isn't it that you let us a few people come over, why now? It’s because we came to you all of a sudden, and we’re still wondering, why did you put the problem on our heads. Although we only run errands, we are not as capable as you, but we have no more of us Legs, you can’t mix it up!"
Shu Feng felt that the current problem was with Zhang Ping. He felt that he was planning to cross the river to demolish the bridge, but also lost his hand. If it was really hard, there would be no problem.
Several other people also shouted, and they all said that Zhang Ping's method of doing things was wrong, and should not do that.
Zhang Ping himself is not sure. The caliber of these people is too uniform, and they look really like lying. If the police only opened the door to deceive themselves, the purpose has now been achieved, and there is no need for such a big fan. Engage so many people.
But why do they all say that they texted them? This situation is obviously not in his own consideration.
"You all said, I sent you text messages. But I can be sure that I haven't sent you any text messages today!"
Zhang Ping said that he was very certain that several other people looked at each other, and they all took out their mobile phones and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the number.
These are the numbers used by Zhang Ping and their individual contacts. Everyone is different. If it is not Zhang Ping, who else can notify all of them in one go?
Even a policeman does not have such a powerful technique.
On Thursday, he handed the detailed phone to Zhang Ping: "Brother Ping, look, isn't it what you sent me?"
Zhang Ping took a few glances after receiving the phone, and his face immediately changed: "This is one of my numbers, but I must have never sent you such a text message."
Several other people also handed their own mobile phones to Zhang Ping. After everyone had read it, Zhang Ping took a deep breath and said solemnly, "How can this happen, I can guarantee that I have not sent you Have ever had such a text message."
Everyone else is in a state of confusion, and the risk of doing their business is great. Everyone is holding their own hearts. Now that something has happened suddenly, they can’t do it even if they want peace.
"Ping Brother..." Shu Feng pointed at the gun in Zhang Ping's hand. Zhang Ping now knew that the problem was not theirs, so he put the pistol down, and Shu Feng continued to say: "Ping Brother, you should now I also understand that the person sending this text message has only one purpose, that is, let us all gather here. Although it is not clear what his purpose is, I still think it is better to leave here first."
Zhang Ping also nodded, and everyone else had no problem. Zhang Ping was also polite. He pointed directly at the two of them and said, "Xia'an, Dongzi, you two have sorted out these things, and we will leave immediately."
Xia An and Dong Zi naturally did not sing Zhang Ping in such a small matter, but they obediently packed up the money, and then pulled out the box under the table.
Just when they were about to leave, seven invitations arranged neatly on the table.
At first, no one noticed, until Zhang Ping looked at the room to ensure that there would be no problems, only to find the invitations on the table.
"Death notice!?"
Zhang Ping's exclamation attracted everyone's attention. They turned their attention to the desktop as soon as possible. The seven invitation letters on it were really conspicuous.
Now they don’t have to think about who really has the ability to put all seven of them together.
They all knew that this was obviously something the death judge had done.
Only death judges can make them all come together without knowing it.
"run!"
Zhang Ping rushed towards the gate in the first time, facing the death notice of the death judge, they didn't think of him except running.
Only when they wanted to open the door, they realized that there was no way to open the door.
Shu Feng's face was pale and kicked hard against the door. The iron door remained still.
Zhang Ping didn't hesitate any more. After squeezing away the crowd, he directly fired three shots at the door lock.
It's only six or seven in the afternoon, and the sun hasn't set. Such gunshots are obvious. It's just that the place where they are located is very remote, which has not attracted the attention of others.
Three shots opened the door lock, but none of them could get out from here. All of them were locked in this room.
The door lock has been subjected to three shots, and there is still no change. It is exactly the same as before.
"Can't get out, we will definitely die here..." Xia An shouted with a cry.
Zhang Ping was very annoyed and didn't talk about anything. He directly shouted and said, "Shut up! Are we still dead?"
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