Reborn beauty like a cloud

"do not move!"

Guo Yuzhong suddenly raised his hand, he had a gun in his hand, and a rosy color appeared on his pale as paper face, because he saw the hope of life.

The hooded man raised his hands in a gesture of surrender:

"Do you know why I have been talking to you for so long?"

Guo Yu kept a distance from the man in the hood, with a ferocious smile on his face:

"Tell me the reason in one sentence, I don't want to give you too much time."

The man in the hood spread his arms and acted helplessly:

"Because I let you go from despair to hope, and finally become extremely desperate again." In an instant, the hooded man disappeared in place, Guo Yu turned the gun and pulled the trigger immediately, but was hit in the chest by a huge force, with a click, The gun fell to the ground, and the hooded man pinched Guo Yuzhong's throat with his hands, and met his eyes.

"The reason why I did this is because after I know the bad things you did, I don't think it's enough for you to die a hundred times!"

The cold eyes hurt Guo Yuzhong's soul, and he didn't even dare to look at the hooded man.

Suddenly a sharp pain came from the limbs, and the hooded man was already standing by the window.

The hooded man's hoarse voice is magnetic:

"Hell is always open to people like you, welcome, goodbye!" Never again!

The window was opened, a gust of cold wind blew, and the people disappeared.

A piece of paper gently floated into the house from the window, and landed on the coffee table of the table. There were two words written crookedly on it: Hell!Although the words are unfair, they have a unique momentum.

In the night, a figure jumps quickly on the roof. He has a lot of dates tonight. Although the people he wants to date are not good people, he must go to the date.

...........

Police station door.

Zhao Xuan stood at the gate of the police station, wearing a hat, lowered his head to the microphone and said:

"Hello, is it 110?"

On the other end of the phone is a female operator with a nice voice:

"Hi, this is 110, can I help you with anything?"

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Please write down the following locations, Villa No. 73, Xinliu Garden in the east of the city, Room 3, Residential Building 301, Binhedi City, west of the city..." A series of dozens of addresses made the little policewoman on the phone faint.

The policewoman wondered:

"Excuse me, what happened to these places?"

Zhao Xuan deliberately lowered his voice:

"You don't need to worry about these, you just need to write it down. I'm in the public phone booth at the entrance of the police station. I have some things to hand over to the police station. It's not convenient to go in. Can you come out and get them?"

The female police operator was stunned, she smiled and said:

"This citizen, since you are at the gate of the police station, why don't you come in, and you want me to greet you in person."

Zhao Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a light smile:

"Your laughter is so nice, and you must be very beautiful. It's not convenient for me to show up, but the things I have on hand are evidence of some people's crimes. I hope you can come and get them as soon as possible."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping busy tone on the other end of the phone, the little policewoman jumped up angrily, who is playing such a prank, don't they know that the police station's phone is not allowed to call indiscriminately?

After walking around the wiring room for several times, the little policewoman finally couldn't bear it any longer. She called a colleague of hers to help, and she left the police station by herself.

This is the phone booth.

The little policewoman walked quickly towards the telephone booth, she was still thinking in her heart, if the caller lied to her, she would not spare him!

Can't spare him?He doesn't even know who he is, so why can't he be spared?Perhaps the little policewoman has not thought of this level.

But when she walked into the phone booth, took out the blue folder and opened it for a few minutes, her face immediately changed, her little hand tightly clutched the blue file, and ran all the way back to the police station.

On the roof opposite the police station, Zhao Xuan was squatting quietly in the corner. When he saw the policewoman walk into the police station, he slowly stood up. The wind picked up and the roof was empty.

................

The police station is in chaos again.

All the police officers from the serious crime team of the police station were sitting in the meeting room. The atmosphere in the meeting room was serious and silent, and no one dared to speak.

Liu Dexiang was sitting in the middle, kowtowing his cigarette with one hand, and frowning.

And in front of everyone was a copy of the blue document.

King Song sighed:

"Director, this matter is getting serious, you must report to the higher authorities immediately."

Liu Dexiang nodded:

"I have notified my superiors, and the report will be handed in later."

Then there was another silence in the meeting room, and everyone was flipping through the documents in their hands.

Liu Dexiang smoked a cigarette and waved his hand:

"I've read the materials almost. I won't talk about anything else. I have two tapes on hand. Let's listen to them first."

In the morning, the policewoman operator operated the computer with her hand in her hand, and the conference hall began to gradually play what Zhao Xuan said when she called the police in the morning, and the conversation between Guo Yuzhong and Guo Yuzhong last night.

If Zhao Xuan heard this second conversation here, he would be very shocked. Zhao Xuan knew that his call to the police would definitely be recorded, but the second paragraph was really unexpected.

After the recording was played, the expressions of everyone in the meeting room changed.

Liu Dexiang glanced at everyone present, and said in a low voice:

"The second recording was taken from the pen recorder on Guo Yuzhong's bookshelf. It should be recorded immediately after Guo Yuzhong was attacked. I want to leave evidence. Okay, after listening to these two recordings, Does anyone want to comment?"

One asked eagerly:

"This hell is really just one person?" The person who asked the question was the leader of the Serious Case Division 2 of the Puhai City Public Security Bureau. His name was He Tao.

Liu Dexiang nodded:

"At present, it seems that it is indeed the case."

Everyone gasped. If Hell was really just a code name for one person, then... the 200 people in the abandoned building materials factory in the south of the city, he was the one who solved it alone?It is estimated that no one dares to accept this amazing fact, and no one will accept it!

A small policeman stood up and asked:

"Director, how do you explain what happened in the south of the city? A battle between one person and 200 people? It's impossible."

Liu Dexiang waved his hand impatiently, motioning for the little police officer to sit down:

"Do you think it's impossible? Just sit and watch the sky! Don't think it's impossible if you can't do it yourself. Zhongnanhai's ace bodyguard can fight outstanding soldiers from more than 70 military regions by himself. Do you think this is possible?"

Liu Dexiang's words shocked everyone present. It was impossible for the director to deceive them with such words. If one person can defeat more than 70 people, then it seems that it is not so exaggerated to defeat 200 people by one person.

This is a cruel fact, and it is really hard for people to accept.

Because they are the people's police, but it is impossible to fight three against one.

Liu Dexiang concluded:

"Hell is not an organization, but a person. The best proof is in the Chengnan Building Materials Factory. When I went to the site to investigate, there were almost no other footprints on the ground except those of the panic-stricken Sirius Gang. Do you think this is possible on such a muddy wetland on a rainy night? There is only one possibility, and that is that there are very few people in hell, or only one person!"

The policeman who was about to make a speech completely shut up, because Liu Dexiang's analysis was correct. There were not too many footprints, just over two hundred, which matched the number of the Sirius Gang present, and there were no other footprints. Isn't it too weird?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely dull, Liu Dexiang frowned and said:

"According to the several places pointed out by the person who called the police in the morning, we have sent people to the scene, and they brought back 27 disabled guys. These 27 guys are exactly the people in the documents in your hands. They are all staying in the hospital now. With limbs crippled."

Most people in the police station knew about this, but those who didn't know were taken aback when they heard Liu Dexiang's words.

He Tao frowned and said:

"Director, these two incidents have clearly violated the bottom line of the law. This..."

Liu Dexiang looked serious and nodded in a deep voice:

"File a case, file all cases, including hell!"

All police officers stood up and saluted:

"Yes!"

At noon, Zhao Xuan was sitting in a noodle shop eating noodles with fried sauce and watching TV.

Sure enough, almost all the TV stations were broadcasting what happened last night. Some hosts who had been calm before became very excited this time. They all quickly broadcast the big event that happened in Puhai last night:

A total of 27 people from all walks of life in Puhai who had good achievements in the past had broken limbs yesterday. What is striking is that these people were all made like this by an organization called Hell.

What's even more mysterious is that a mysterious person handed over the criminal records of these 27 people to the police station this morning. Judging from the evidence, these 27 people have committed many crimes. They are standard social pests and maggots of the country!

Hearty laughter is so familiar:

"Haha, young man, did you see you yesterday?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and nodded:

"The noodles made by the boss are very good, which makes people have endless aftertaste."

After being praised, the middle-aged boss has a ruddy face:

"That's right, my shop is not good looking, it relies on craftsmanship, and it relies on repeat customers."

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"In the future, I will introduce my classmates to eat here. The taste here is really good."

The boss looked at the TV and said with relief:

"Yesterday, if the guy saw today's news, he would be very happy. The criminals have been punished, and the evil has been eliminated! Good! That's great!"

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"Perhaps hell heard his thoughts?"

The store owner smiled:

"If that's the case, he must be very happy."

Zhao Xuan nodded:

"If he watched TV, he would definitely be very happy."

The sound in the TV is getting louder:

"The following is an important announcement. According to reliable sources, Hell is not an organization, he is just a personal code name! God, all of this can only be said to be amazing, how can one person fight 200 people and get back unscathed? How can one person snipe criminals on the 27th in the whole city in one night? It's almost unimaginable, but hell did it..."

When the news got to the point, the host's tone was passionate. Although he maintained a neutral attitude in what he said, you could tell what he was thinking by looking at his distaste for the Sirius Gang in his tone.

The shop owner was also attracted by the TV, he stared blankly at the TV:

"Young man, what did the host just say? He... he said hell is not an organization, but just a person?"

Zhao Xuan hesitated, nodded and said:

"It seems to say so."

The store owner clapped his hands, very excited:

"How is this possible...it's unbelievable."

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"Boss, I remember a sportsman once said that anything is possible."

The boss stopped talking, and just sat beside Zhao Xuan, using the remote control to constantly switch channels, concentrating on watching the news.

Zhao Xuan smiled slightly and continued to eat noodles with his head down.