Hey Sir, We've Divorced

If Lu Yunchen hadn't mentioned it, Li Jichuan would have forgotten it. He laughed, "the situation last time is different from this time! Murderer! Very cruel! "

Lu Chen stayed at home with no expression

Li Jichuan laughed, "didn't I come to help you? Don't forget that you are a man with a family. I have to protect you! "

Lu Yunchen smoked at the corner of his mouth, "you'd better shut up!"

Jiang Shiyuan has gone upstairs and asked them to stay in the car. They are not allowed to follow up. They say that they are inexperienced and there are too many people to attract attention. Chen Zhibo may escape!

Li Jichuan angrily shut up and turned to continue staring out of the window.

Most people have moved away from the community that has been built for more than 20 years and is ready to be demolished and rebuilt. Only a few people stay here. After midnight, they can only hear the wind and a few cat calls.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan went up to the sixth floor, walked along the corridor and stopped at the place where 622 was written on the wall.

He looked down. There was a square courtyard in the middle, holding some wires and cold clothes. There were stairs on the left and right sides.

He put his hand behind his waist and knocked on the door. However, he heard footsteps in a few seconds, but no one opened the door.

"Who?" The people inside the door asked impatiently.

"I'm looking for someone. Someone introduced me to talk about a business," Jiang Shiyuan replied calmly.

"Who introduced it?" The man inside the door asked again.

Jiang Shiyuan leaned against the wall and calmly returned, "brother Qiang."

His words were put out, and the people inside didn't say anything. I don't know whether he said the wrong words or something else.

Jiang Shiyuan thought about the possibility quickly in his mind. He heard the sound of the door lock turning. One hand came out, followed by a head.

The other party was very young, about 20 years old, shaved his head, plain facial features, full of hostility and boredom, wearing black short sleeved dark jeans, and a god of death with a sickle was tattooed on his right arm.

He looked up and down at Jiang Shiyuan. "You said you were introduced by brother Qiang?"

Jiang Shiyuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "yes! Brother Qiang introduced me. I want someone to help me with something. The price is easy to say. "

The man looked around, turned sideways, gave way to Jiang Shiyuan, and waved impatiently, "you come in."

Jiang Shiyuan smiled, nodded and walked in. The man threw the door and followed Jiang Shiyuan behind him.

The distance from the porch to the living room is very short. It's only a few steps. There are several people lying in the living room. There are messy snack fruit plates and wine bottles on the table. They all look drunk.

"Find yourself a chair," said the man who asked Jiang Shiyuan to come in. He rushed to Jiang Shiyuan and raised his chin. Then he pressed his nose and sucked his nose.

"No, I'm looking for someone to talk about business," Jiang Shiyuan quickly swept around the living room and the structure of the house and looked at him. "Are you their boss?"

"Yes!" The man smiled, "tell me what you want to do and how much you want to pay!"

Jiang Shiyuan stared at him and said directly, "I don't believe you."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, "don't you believe me? Why? "

Jiang Shiyuan said with a smile, "you're not their boss. I don't believe you. You let your boss out."

The man pressed his nose with one hand and inserted the other hand into the pocket behind his pants. He stared at Jiang Shiyuan with vicious eyes and wanted to smile. "Didn't brother Qiang introduce you?"

Jiang Shiyuan affirmed, "I am!"

The man's smile became deeper and deeper. "If you want to do something and can find brother Qiang, why come to us? Come on, where did you come from? What are you doing here? "

Jiang Shiyuan didn't expect that he was very alert. He smiled slowly, "I'm looking for Chen Zhibo."

"Who is Chen Zhibo?" The man looked at Jiang Shiyuan with the same expression.

"Brother Qiang's brother, or his brother," Yu Guangyuan glanced at the corner of Jiang Shiyuan's eye and saw a crack in a room on the right. A light leaked out and someone was inside.

"Then you find the wrong person. There is no one named Chen Zhibo here." although the man is impatient, he will answer what Jiang Shiyuan says.

Jiang Shiyuan looked at him calmly, "really not?"

The corner of the man's mouth gently pulled up a little arc, "really!"

Jiang Shiyuan looked at him for a few seconds and said regretfully, "well, I know!"

The man turned sideways, pointed to the direction of the door and said nothing.

Jiang Shiyuan didn't move and asked with a smile, "can I borrow a toilet?"

The man refused coldly, "no!"

As soon as Jiang Shiyuan turned his toes, the man attacked. Jiang Shiyuan bent down to avoid, went straight to the room on the right, and kicked the door open.

The man scolded fiercely. Jiang Shiyuan had entered the room, and the room was empty. There was no Chen Zhibo Jiang Shiyuan thought.

"What are you doing!" The man followed in and stared at Jiang Shiyuan fiercely.

"Where's Chen Zhibo?" Jiang Shiyuan looked at him angrily. He went to the window and opened the curtain. The window was open. He looked down and there was no one.

The man came forward, grabbed Jiang Shiyuan's back collar and hit him in the face with a fist. He was young and punched very hard.

Jiang Shiyuan was punched by him and quickly fought back and wrestled with him. However, Jiang Shiyuan had a foundation in the end. Finally, he pressed him on the ground and drew a rope from the cabinet to bind his hands and feet.

"Where's Chen Zhibo? Where has he gone? " Jiang Shiyuan squatted in front of the man and asked fiercely.

"I don't know who you're talking about!" The man gnashed his teeth and stared at Jiang Shiyuan.

Jiang Shiyuan patted his face. "You'd better cooperate honestly, or you'll have to go in and stay for several years."

The man blackened his face and Pooh, "I knew you were a policeman."

Jiang Shiyuan didn't pester him more and went to the window. He concluded that there was someone in the room. If he wanted to escape, he had to go out of the window.

They are on the sixth floor. There are no external stairs and no air-conditioning chassis. If they want to go down, it's difficult to jump directly and be disabled if they don't die.

Jiang Shiyuan carefully checked the traces on the window and took his mobile phone to the outer wall. There were traces on the wall. He took his mobile phone, climbed directly to the windowsill and looked up. The highest floor of the old building is the seventh floor, and then up is the roof.

He climbed down the water pipe to the seventh floor, and then climbed up to the roof along the water pipe on the seventh floor.

On the rooftop, someone pulled several ropes and dried the sheets, quilt covers and clothes. They were separated into several areas. It was very dark and there was no light.

"Chen Zhibo!" Jiang Shiyuan pressed his hand behind his waist, carefully opened the sheet and shouted, "I know you are here. If you have the ability, don't hide. Aren't you very capable?"