The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

Chu Ge and Li Si added WeChat and made an appointment to deliver what they needed in a few days.

Regardless of the visa or air ticket to Myanmar, Chu Ge patted his chest and said that they would cover it all.

Li Si was also very straightforward, handing over his ID card, passport and photo to Chu Singer.

On the third day after getting Li Si's certificate, early in the morning, Chu Ge came to Li Si with the documents.

He knocked on the door, but it was not Li Si who opened the door, but a little girl who only reached his chest.

Chu Ge smiled: "Little sister, is Brother Li at home?"

He knew that the little girl in front of him was Li Douya, with a strange name, and she was a contracted child star of [Fengsu Performing Arts Company].

"Li Si is not here, give me something directly." Bean sprouts expressionless.

She was cold, but Chu Ge didn't take it seriously.

Passing the document to Dou Sprout, Chu Ge wanted to pat her on the head. Unexpectedly, Bean Sprout lowered his head, quickly dodged over, and then closed the door with a bang.

The door was closed tightly in front of his eyes, and Chu Ge's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Anyway, she's just a little girl, and she doesn't seem to have any family. Why don't you just...

Forget it, you can't add extra problems and disrupt the company's arrangements.

He stood still and took a deep breath, then turned and went downstairs without hesitation.

However, what Chu Ge didn't know was that Dou Sprout had been watching his every move through the cat's eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

Bean Sprout stood in front of the door for two seconds to confirm that Chu Ge had left.

With those things under her arm, she opened the door and walked down the stairs until she reached the basement floor.

There is a small door on the left. Bean Sprout knocked on the door, and the door immediately opened slightly. Then a hand stretched out from inside and quickly dragged her in.

Li Si took the document, glanced at it casually, and threw it aside.

This ticket looks fake. This group of people can even print the wrong official seal of the airline, as long as they meet a knowledgeable person, they will immediately reveal their secrets.

Bean Sprout rubbed his arms and grinned, looking at Li Si complainingly: "How many times have I told you, I will go by myself! Don't drag me in like this, it really hurts."

Li Si gave her a headache.

He explained to Dou Sprout seriously, saying that if he grabbed his arm first, he could quickly identify the enemy and himself.

If it was a man's arm that he touched just now, then the hidden blade in his hand would be useful.

Bean Sprout nodded helplessly. She heard Li Si say these words countless times, and her ears felt callused.

But she really didn't understand, it's a modern society, who would invade a dilapidated basement in their spare time?

Li Si installed the latch and stuffed the sound-absorbing sponge back into the crack of the door.

He bought these sponges from a certain treasure. The sound-absorbing ability is not enough, but the advantage is that they are cheap and large.

Cover the walls of the entire basement with sponge, and a simple soundproof area is formed.

In the basement was not only Li Si, but also a white man who was 1.9 meters tall. He was wearing sunglasses, a full beard, and a hip-hop leather jacket.

At this time, he was busy stuffing sausages into his mouth, so he could only wave to Bean Sprouts in his busy schedule, which he regarded as a greeting.

Bean Sprouts was very polite: "Hello, Uncle Yang."

The white man gulped down a gulp of milk with a hideous smile on his face.

Lumick Young, an Irishman, is a stowaway hiding in Yuchuan Street.

He didn't say a word about why he came to China, but Li Si can roughly guess some.

Lumick had all his thumbs cut off.

This is the rule of the Welsh gangs, which means that Lumick has pointed a gun at the wrong person.

Apart from those things, there are some abilities in him that interest Li Si very much.

For example, Lumick can make controlled knives and simple firearms by hand without relying on professional lathes.

Li Si's pen was commissioned from this guy. He actually carved a double-sided blood groove on a pen!

"Lee, let's get started, there are still three bottles of good white wine waiting for me in the refrigerator." Lumick wiped his mouth.

"Your hands have already started to shake, typical alcoholism. Continue to drink heavily, and be careful that you can't even hold a knife steadily."

Li Si reminds one sentence, but only one sentence.

Because so far, he and Lumick have just gotten what they want.

Lumick laughed and shook his head, and took a cardboard box up from under the table: "You don't understand, Lee, alcohol is the life of the Irish."

The white man roughly tore open the carton, and Bean Sprout let out a small exclamation when he saw the contents clearly.

"Double-barreled shotgun, semi-automatic, can fire continuously. The ammunition capacity is twelve rounds. I equipped you with three clips. Is it enough?" Lumick's fingers slowly caressed the body of the gun.

He looked up at Li Si's expression, and then cursed:

"Damn it, 36 rounds isn't enough, are you going to slaughter Congress... Okay, okay, how about I send two more magazines this afternoon?"

Li Si then nodded slightly.

"Just give me the final payment this month. It's better not to be too fast. I'm afraid I'll spend the money on wine before the end of the month."

Lumick stood up with a grunt, and set up a target in the corner of the basement.

"The effective range is 25 meters, try it."

Li Si raised the gun and pressed the bullet into it.

Seeing this, Bean Sprout immediately covered her ears tightly.

boom!

Li Si shot without hesitation, and the wooden target was smashed instantly. Even if he covered his ears, Bean Sprout felt his head buzzing.

But with the sound-absorbing sponge, the sound was just a bit like a heavy object accidentally falling to the outside.

Lumick set the target again, and this time, Li Si fired another shot from a little further away.

This time he misses the shot, and the ricochet narrowly misses Lumick, who swears in terror.

"Okay, don't try it. Anyway, the shotgun has such a short range, which is equivalent to walking up to the face and shooting it. It doesn't matter if you aim or not."

Lumick hurriedly packed his luggage for fear of being accidentally killed by Li Si.

He knew that Li Si had been coveting his treasured sniper rifle for a long time.

Lumick is gone. Bean Sprout put the sawdust into the garbage bag, and picked up the shell casings on the ground by the way.

"What time is it?" Li Si asked suddenly.

Realizing that Feng Su was going home soon, the two guys packed everything in a hurry, and then rushed upstairs.

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Su happily opened the door: "I'm back! Look at all the delicious food I bought!"

Bean Sprout, who was watching TV, and Li Si, who was lying on the sofa reading a book, looked back at the same time: "Welcome back!"

Feng Su put the things on the table and began to take off the heavy coat: "During the time I was not at home, you two didn't cause any trouble, did you?"

"No!" Bean Sprout Li Si shook his head together.

"Really?" Feng Su sniffled suspiciously, sure that she smelled gunpowder.

Li Si has long passed the age of playing firecrackers, so Feng Su smiled and looked at Dou Sprout.

"Little Bean Sprout, do you have anything to say to me?"

Bean Sprouts was stunned. She looked back at Li Si and found that the guy had turned over on the sofa without even looking at herself.

You are a real dog! Bean sprouts were distraught.

Feng Su was already close at hand: "It obviously smells like gunpowder, children who lie need to be punished!"

Seeing that Li Si had no intention of saving the situation, Dou Sprout lowered his head helplessly:

"I was wrong, Miss Susu..."