Forensic mad wife protector

Chapter 24
Xu Boyu, who was sitting at the registration desk holding a newspaper, was stunned for a moment, and quickly picked up the mobile phone next to him to receive the surveillance video sent by his subordinates. What appeared on it was Eve's cold face!
The corners of his eyes twitched, and he felt an urge to raise his hand to his forehead.

Why did this little ancestor come in person?

You must know that this is not a drill, but a real job!There are at least a dozen people on the other side, although they don't pay attention to it, but bullets have no eyes, in case she gets scratched or bruised...

Xu Boyu shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Boss, what should we do now? Stop her?"

The subordinate's voice sounded again, and he stared at the figure on the phone screen, hesitating a little.

Suddenly, the figure who walked to the door paused for a moment, and looked back at the tree where the young man was lying on his stomach. He raised his chin slightly, pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife.

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Fuck!I am so surprised!

Xu Boyu could clearly see the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth standing under the eaves, a little cold and careless, but dangerous enough to make hair stand on end in an instant.

He is very familiar with this kind of smile, isn't it the signature smile that Jiang Xuhan often wears!

Every time he showed such a smile, someone would be in trouble.

On the screen, Eve has turned around and walked into the funeral home.

Xu Boyu looked at her slender and slender figure, looked back after a while, and said in a deep voice: "No, the plan has changed, everyone is paying close attention to cooperating with Madam's actions. Dongzi, Xiaofeng, find a way to touch Madam." go around."

"Yes, boss!" Several people responded.

Dongzi, who was mingling in the crowd and pretending to be a family member, covered the tiny microphone on his collar, and whispered to Xiaofeng next to him in a low voice: "Really, why doesn't a woman just stay at home and come here to make trouble? We protect her!"

Xiaofeng glanced at him, "Okay, so much nonsense, let's go."

However, although he didn't say anything, a look of dissatisfaction flashed across his face.

There is a mourning hall in the municipal funeral home. Generally, when transporting the dead body of a relative, the staff will first make up and change clothes for the deceased, and then the master of ceremonies will read an obituary. Relatives and friends will pay homage to the remains before cremation, and some even provide funeral services. This is how you earn more money.

Therefore, when the staff in charge of the reception saw the group of black-faced men walking in carrying a stretcher, they immediately went forward with a smile, "Are you here to deal with family affairs? We have..."

Before he finished speaking, Changmao, who was walking in the front right, pushed him, his black eyes were full of murderous intent, "Go away!"

The staff members were pushed back and staggered a few steps. When they came back to their senses, they went directly to the incineration room, and quickly stopped them: "Hey, you haven't registered yet..."

The unfinished words were choked back by the staring back of the big black-faced man, and he shrank his neck and retreated to the corner, not daring to speak again.

A group of five people walked straight to the incineration room. After they entered, six people quickly came out from the corridors on both sides, and three guarded the door on one side.

The incineration room is divided into three connected but independent rooms. The outermost one is the registration office, the middle is the operation room, and the innermost one is a row of five incinerators.

When the two staff members sitting at the registration desk heard the movement, they raised their eyes to see a group of people coming in aggressively, and faintly saw a few men in black guarding the door. They immediately lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.

The black-faced man and his group ignored them, walked directly to the second door, kicked the door open with their feet.

With a "bang", the poor door was almost kicked away.

In the almost airtight room, Xu Boyu, who was wearing blue overalls, looked lazily at the five people at the door, "What are you doing? You need to pay for damage to public property!"

Changmao grinned grimly, pulled out the weapon from his waist and pointed at Xu Boyu, "Can I pay you a bean?"

The black-faced man yelled at the idiot in his heart, the body has not been burned yet, if he killed someone here, the sound spread out and caused riots, the police and the others were not afraid, but if things got worse, the higher-ups would blame them, and no one of them would decided.

He raised his hand and pressed the long-haired hand holding the weapon, and said in a cold voice: "The business is important, don't make trouble!"

Chang Mao reluctantly withdrew his hand, but the staff on the opposite side seemed to laugh.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

A few people were stunned, and when they looked closely, the person in front of them didn't seem a little flustered and scared. He even laughed calmly when he saw the weapon, looking at them as if he was looking at a group of clowns.

The black-faced man squinted his eyes tightly, only to see Xu Boyu's thin lips parted slightly: "Close the net."

The silent air was broken by his two words.

"It's hit!"

The black-faced man came back to his senses, immediately drew out his gun and pointed it at Xu Boyu, and shouted to the two people beside him: "Quick, you two quickly take the body in and burn it!"

Just then-

"Bang" sounded.

The door of the registration office was knocked open, and the black-faced man raised his eyes to look outside the door, his pupils constricted suddenly.

The six people who were guarding outside the door lay down on the ground in a mess, and the people who came to help were controlled by two young men and squatted on the ground.

A cold and slender figure stood in the middle of the main entrance. She held a weapon she had snatched from the man in black in one hand, and a scalpel in the other. The gleaming blade was stained with glaring blood.

The girl lowered her eyes, and the incandescent light of the registration office shone on her profile, making her look like a cold-blooded Shura without emotion.

She let go of her left hand, and the weapon in her hand fell to the ground.

The sound brought the people in the operation room back to their senses. Changmao pointed his weapon at Xu Boyu, and the black-faced man pointed his weapon at Eve. Feng, the remaining one lifted Zhang Ming's body.

The atmosphere is tense and ready to explode.

"I advise you not to point at me."

Just when Dongzi moved a step and wanted to block Eve with her body, she spoke lightly, her indifferent tone seemed to say: I advise you not to eat my pork belly.

The black-faced man was momentarily startled by her aura.

The next second, he felt shameless again, and stared at Eve fiercely. The other hand was in his pocket, and his gaze was also looking at him. In his raised eyes, there was a icy cold light. The blade is even sharper.

There was a shocking bloodstain on the wrists of the six people lying down at her feet, and they were motionless without knowing whether they were dead or alive.

"I don't know who you are," the black-faced man couldn't help clenching the weapon in his hand, with a layer of cold sweat dripping from his back, staring at Eve for a moment, "but do you know that the person who wants to burn this corpse People are not easy to mess with, if you offend him, you will never end well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two men standing beside him quickly drew their weapons.

(End of this chapter)