"If you don't chase me, then I won't run away." The man in the plaid shirt who was being pressed defended loudly with an innocent look on his face.
"You think I'm stupid." Fang Ze pressed the man in the plaid shirt with one hand and said, "You started running before we chased you. It has nothing to do with whether we chased you or not."
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The man in the plaid shirt said to Fang Ze like he was pouring beans, "This matter really has nothing to do with me. It was Lao Niu who asked me to come here. I saw dead people after I came here. This is not because I am afraid of causing trouble. Do you have to run away?"
"Who is Lao Niu?" Fang Ze asked next.
"It was the one who died in the living room. He and I were good friends. I was released from prison last week. He asked me to come to him and said he had a job that he could arrange for me. I came today."
"Then do you know the person who died in the bedroom?" Fang Ze then asked.
"I don't know him." The man in the plaid shirt said quickly, "I have never seen this person before."
"He's not lying." Fang Ze turned to Gin and said.
Gin looked at Fang Ze's extremely sure tone, blinked, and then said to Fang Ze, "Take him back to the room and search him first."
It is true that because this is a walkway, people will come in and out from time to time, which is indeed inconvenient.
So Fang Ze picked up the man in plaid shirt and shouted, "Let's go up first."
The man in the plaid shirt stood up and saw Gin when he looked up, and he immediately kicked his legs to get away from Fang Ze. "You're not the police."
"Whether we are the police or not has nothing to do with you coming with us." Fang Ze pretended to be vicious and said to the man in the plaid shirt, "Come up first while we talk."
But unfortunately, Fang Ze's pretending to be ruthless didn't seem to have much effect. After all, he had never been a serious member of society, so his ruthlessness was easily seen through by this man in a plaid shirt who looked like an old-timer.
"Let me go. If you don't let me go, I'll yell." The man in the plaid shirt kept kicking, trying to break away from Fang Ze's hand, which made Fang Ze want to give this man a golden binding spell. He froze.
At this time, Gin who was walking in front lit a cigarette, turned around and looked at the man in the plaid shirt and said lightly, "You shout again."
As soon as Gin finished speaking, the man in the plaid shirt stopped shouting.
He really felt the murderous aura from this white-haired man who looked like he was suffering from a middle-aged child.
I'm afraid if I shout one more word, grass will grow on the grave today next year.
This is a real social boss who cannot be offended.
Just like that, Fang Ze pulled the man in plaid shirt back to the previous room.
But before Ginjiu Zai Lin entered the door, he squatted down and carefully looked at the scattered soil in front of the door.
"What's wrong?" Fang Ze asked Ginjiu.
"It's nothing." Gin stood up and glanced at Fang Ze, then didn't say anything, just went into the room and sat on the sofa.
Fang Ze pushed the man in plaid shirt against the wall and told him not to move, then turned around and closed the door.
After searching the man in the plaid shirt, no special items were found on the man. Then Fang Ze opened the cell phone of the man in the plaid shirt and found no strange conversations.
The call records did contain the call records between this man and the so-called Lao Niu. Fang Ze made a call and found that the cell phone ringing on Lao Niu's body in the living room.
That is to say, everything is correct.
After the inspection, Fang Ze motioned for the man to turn his head, and then asked, "What's your name?"
"Zhu Dezhang." The man replied with a low eyebrow.
"You said you were just released from prison. What did you do before you got in?" Fang Ze continued to ask.
"I used to engage in smuggling with my friends, but later I was caught." Zhu Dezhang said while pointing his finger at the old cow that died on the coffee table.
"Lao Niu used to engage in smuggling with me, but his sentence was shorter than mine, so he was released earlier than me."
"That's it." Fang Ze looked at the man and then asked, "When did Lao Niu call you and tell you that he found a job for you."
"When I first came out, it was Lao Niu who picked me up, but at that time he just said he would try his best to help me find a job. But this morning he said he had helped me find a job, and asked me to find a job within two hours. Come inside."
"We must give you two hours to come. It will be at least four hours now." Fang Ze looked at the time, estimated the time of Lao Niu's death, and asked Zhu Dezhang.
"Something happened on the road and it was delayed."
"What's going on?" Fang Ze asked next.
"I touched a girl's butt secretly, but her boyfriend found out and had a fight. It was too late." After Zhu Dezhang knew that Fang and Ze were not policemen, he spoke more boldly and was too lazy to lie.
"You know, I'm in a panic in prison and have no money." Zhu Dezhang had not yet defended himself.
"You were smuggling before. How many years were you sentenced to?" Fang Ze looked at this man and asked Fang Cheng while texting on his mobile phone.
The reason why he didn't call the police directly but sent a text message to Fang Cheng was because the matter of two lives was really not a trivial matter. Fang Ze and Ginjiu would probably have to stay here to cooperate for several days.
And because Fang Ze and Gin Jiu came to chase the driver, this matter also involved Chen Jian and Li Zihao.
While Fang Ze sent text messages to Fang Cheng, he also sent messages to Li Zihao and Chen Jian via WeChat, saying that something was serious here and asking them to find someone to contact the police station here.
Fang Ze himself didn't care, but Ginjiu would be leaving in two days.
If the relationship is not sorted out clearly, when Ginjiu leaves, the police inform Fang Ze and ask Fang Ze to bring Ginjiu and ask him about the situation at the scene again. It is impossible for Fang Ze to come out as Ginjiu again.
"Let's go, the seafood smuggler was sentenced to twelve years. The reduced sentence is ten years." Zhu Dezhang was really scared now.
These two people, just sitting next to a corpse, questioning themselves constantly, and not calling the police, they don't look like good people anyway.
Especially the white-haired man, his aura is so full. This kind of aura is obviously something Zhu Dezhang has never experienced from a murderer who has killed several people even when he was in prison.
Comparing that murderer with the one in front of me, the difference between a child and an adult is almost like that.
"Seafood smuggling?" Fang Ze looked at Zhu Dezhang strangely and asked, "It seems to be a big deal. If the amount is small, you won't be sentenced, let alone ten years. I didn't expect that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this small county."
"There is a reason." Zhu Dezhang now became more and more suspicious. The two people in front of him might be the murderers. After all, their behavior was too strange.
(End of chapter)