Death Inquisitor

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After wasting some time and grabbing clothes and pants from a few homeless people, Ding Wufa started to walk around in a swagger.

After walking around in a circle, I found a warm place to rest.

At this moment, he looked no different from an ordinary homeless man, so no one would pay attention to him at all.

A man in ordinary clothes, clean and tidy, was sleeping soundly on the side of the road, and people around him had already gathered around to watch.

But for a tattered and dirty homeless man, people will at most take a look at it when they pass by, and they won't be curious or take it seriously at all.

I have a little money, although it is not much, but at least I no longer have to worry about starving to death.

Ding Wufa, who had had enough rest, began to implement his plan.

If you want revenge, you must first find out where the criminal policeman was.

Twelve years have passed. Maybe they have been promoted or transferred to other places.

It was not an easy task for a criminal who had just been released from prison to find him in a vast sea of ​​people.

He decided to first go to the police station where the criminal police officer worked and find him step by step...

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Huang Bingrui didn't know that his life had entered a countdown.

He was the stupid young man who caused a sensation when he arrested the big boss of JY City, Hunshi Qingmei.

Twelve years later, he has grown into the criminal police captain of the Chengdong Branch.

Mainly because he did bad things with good intentions in the past few years and messed up several important cases. Otherwise, it might be a branch director-level position now.

You know, he is only in his thirties this year.

On this day, he drove home after get off work as he usually did when there was no case.

The headlights illuminated the dark road ahead.

Suddenly I found a person lying on the road ahead.

Huang Bingrui braked suddenly, with a nervous look on his face.

It was freezing cold at night, so how could someone be lying on the roadside near the Sheriff's Station?

And it looks like he is a homeless man.

Compassion and his duty as a criminal police officer prevented him from sitting idly by.

So he quickly got out of the car and trotted towards the man lying on the ground.

"Brother, wake up! Wake up!" He squatted down and shook the people on the ground.

There was no smell of alcohol, his face was normal, and his breathing was steady.

Doesn't this look like drunkenness or sudden illness?

Could it be that he was so sleepy that he fell asleep here?

"Hungry..." The homeless man on the ground opened his eyes slightly and said weakly after seeing Huang Bingrui: "Give me something to eat... I haven't eaten for two days."

As he spoke, two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"This..." Huang Bingrui was a little at a loss.

He didn't have anything to eat with him or in the car.

There is a pack of cigarettes, but they are not very hungry.

There is a small restaurant nearby, but it's about seven or eight hundred meters away. But the man in front of him was already so weak. Even if he was given money, he wouldn't be able to walk that far.

Huang Bingrui gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the restaurant in front for dinner. Come on, get in the car with me first."

Go home later, just go home later. Now that you have seen it, you can't ignore it, otherwise his police uniform will be in vain.

He didn't see a hint of coldness flash in the eyes of the homeless man he helped up.

What he didn't even see was that the homeless man's other hand was placed in his trouser pocket.

There, a long strip-like object could be vaguely seen printed in the trouser pocket.

Needless to say, the man pretending to be a homeless man was Ding Wufa, who committed another serious crime not long after he was released from prison.

He killed and robbed in the west side of the city and then disguised himself as a homeless man.

After several days of inquiries, I learned that Huang Ruibin, who was originally at the police station in the west of the city, had been transferred to the east of the city and became the captain of the criminal police team of the east branch.

As for how to inquire, it was not difficult for Ding Wufa. He pretended to be Huang Bingrui's distant relative and came to Huang Bingrui to make ends meet.

Most people who are full will check whether this is true, so they are easily fooled by him.

Then, there was this scene tonight.

Huang Bingrui helped Ding Wufa open the back door of the car and helped him get in.

But at this moment, Ding Wufa, who had been pretending, suddenly exerted his strength.

He immediately pulled Huang Bingrui inside, who was still at the door, and hooked his arms firmly around his neck.

With his left hand, he quickly took out a dagger from his pants pocket and stabbed it hard.

"Uh! Uh-huh!" Huang Bingrui's eyes widened with an incredible expression.

Why is this happening!

Who on earth has such a hatred for him, and actually wants to kill him in this way!

"Isn't it strange? Today I want you to be clear! Do you still remember Ding Wufa, the young man in the world? Captain Huang!" Ding Wufa said in a low and sinister voice.

There was a look of madness in his eyes.

The left hand holding the dagger continued to use force until the entire dagger body was inserted into Huang Bingrui's body.

"Yes, it's you!" Huang Ruibin said with difficulty.

His neck was strangled by Ding Wufa, and the sound he could make was not loud.

"

That's right, it's me! Unexpectedly, you were so famous twelve years ago! Anti-drug hero, anti-gang hero! But I want you to pay with your life today! "Ding Wufa growled with a ferocious expression.

Everything he had was destroyed in the hands of the man in front of him.

I wish I could have skin cramps, drink blood and eat meat!

"You, you're not going to end well!" Huang Ruibin's face was pale with traces of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

The huge pain caused dense cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

"Huh, just you? If I dare to kill you, of course I have a way to escape! I will never go back to that ghost place in my life." Ding Wufa sneered.

The dagger in his hand rotated hard, and a large amount of blood spurted out from Huang Bingrui's chest and fell into the car.

"Ahem... you just came out of it, ahem... you don't understand anything... this world has long... stopped..." Huang Bingrui said with difficulty, but his voice gradually became weaker.

Eventually it lost its voice.

Ding Wufa frowned: "This world has long since ceased? Nothing? Does this guy want to say something different? Yes, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, and it is indeed much more difficult to commit crimes."...

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