I’m a Witch In Dongying

Hyuga Moriji glanced suspiciously there, a little drumming in his heart, still hesitating whether to turn around and leave, and saw a figure suddenly popped out of the alley. Before he could react, he just gave it a hand. He grabbed his collar and dragged it arbitrarily into the alley. As soon as he entered, a sturdy arm directly touched his neck, almost pushing him against the wall, even his heels were a little off the ground.

　　 "Big...Big brother, if you have something to say!"

　　Hinaga Moriji panicked instantly.

Especially when he struggled twice and found that the arms of the opposite person were not moving at all, even his voice became trembling: "Don't... don't be impulsive, brother, all my money is in the back pocket of my trousers, you want If you do, you can just take it directly. It's not guilty of killing someone for such a small amount of money..."

　　 "Shut up and ask you something please."

　　 The person on the opposite side finally spoke. His voice was a little hoarse. Although the light was dim, but the distance between the two sides was so close, Hyuga Moriji had already seen the person's appearance clearly.

　　 is a bald head with a scar face.

　　 To be precise, the narrow incision was drawn from the top of his left eye to the bottom of his lips. Almost all the flesh on his face was rolled over with this scar, and there was an indescribable hideous horror. Coupled with those eyes full of fierce breath, it can make you feel chill from the bottom of my heart.

　　 In addition to this scar face, there are two other people, both wearing black suits and white shirts, with full faces, so when they were just standing in the dark alley, Hyuga Moriji didn't find them at all.

　　Moreover, the breath of these three people is very fierce, which is not comparable to that of ordinary bad boys. Through the open collar, you can still see the corner of the tattoo.

　　 Obviously...These guys are all gangsters!

　　Hyuga Moriji swallowed and was too scared to speak.

At best, he is a cult believer who likes to stay at home and play video games. Apart from his prestige when beating his sister, his strength may not be as good as those bad boys on the street. When he encounters such bad gang members, he almost needs them on the spot. Scared to pee.

　　Scarface grinned, took out the phone from his pocket and shook it in front of Moriji Hyuga. The ugly face looked even more terrifying under the phone's fluorescent light, "Do you know this girl?"

"what?"

　　 "Don't play dumb, answer my questions honestly! Otherwise..."

Scarface snorted coldly and punched Moriji Hyuga's stomach with a fist. At the same time, the arm that touched Moriji Hyuga's neck increased his strength, almost embedding him on the wall with a strong squeezing force. Down, it seems that even the bones around the neck are making a slight noise.

　　 "Big, eldest brother, lightly...Oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

　　 Amidst Hyuga Moriji's grinning begging for mercy, Scarface slightly loosened the force on his arm, but he still pressed hard against him: "Speaking of, do you know him?"

　　 "Light, light..."

　　Hinata Moriji was made a little unclear, and he opened his eyes and looked at Scarface's phone. After only one glance, he was stunned: "This is the girl!"

"Ok?"

　　 "Yes, I know this girl, she seems to be called Bai Shuiqiu...a first grade at Narita High School!"

The photo on the phone was taken on the day of the Tachikawa Ran case. The main body of the photo was the Tone River Riverside where a large police car and ambulance were parked. A little further away, there were many onlookers crowded by the side, while Bai Shuiqiu was only in the photo. In one corner, half of his body was exposed, and his profile was blurred.

　　 But if you are a little familiar, you can still recognize it.

Moriji Hyuga racked his brains to say more, but after thinking about it, he realized that he could not say anything except Bai Shuiqiu's name, cold sweat gradually appeared on his face, and his scarred face was also intently Looking at him, his eyes became more and more fierce: "First grade at Narita High School? What else do you know?"

　　 "Uh...I can't remember, I forgot to ask her..."

　　 There was a moment of silence.

　　 Facing the scarred face that exudes a strong viciousness all over, Hyuga Moriji didn't dare to talk casually, he could only struggle a few times cautiously, his face flushed quickly. After a while, Scarface raised his head, took away the arm that was on Hyuga Moriji's neck, and looked at him with a deep face: "Are you sure her name is'Bai Shui Qiu'?"

　　 "Yes, sure..."

Moriji Hyuga rubbed his neck, coughed a few times in pain, and said hesitantly: "She is a classmate of my sister. She came to Shimomachi a few days ago... I don't know the specific situation. But my sister must know! I can help you ask her, as long as you don't kill me..."

　　 "Your sister?"

　　Scarface seemed to think for a while, then took out a note from his pocket, wrote a series of letters quickly, and then put it in his arms:

"This is my mailbox. When you ask your sister about her specific information, you can use the mailbox to send me a message. Up to three days. If you don't get those messages within three days, we will come to you again. Don’t want to play with us, okay?"

　　Hyuga Moriji glanced at the note in his hand, swallowed, "You...are you going to do anything to that girl?"

　　 "Just don't ask, it's not something you should take care of. It's better to be less curious."

Scarface grinned and smiled sullenly: "Also, if you want to call the police, you'd better think about it. What we are doing now is at best quarreling and provoking trouble, even if the police come over, we can't do anything to us. Yes, but your words...

　　 It seems that you look like thin skin and tender meat. It happens that our boss has a few custom shops under his control. Now the Cowherd business is very profitable... You know what I mean? "

　　 "What do you want to do?!"

Hearing this threat, Moriji Hyuga's face immediately changed, but before he could finish speaking, Scarface hit his stomach with a punch, and then he hit his back again. The heavy elbow hit directly hit Hyuga Moriji on his face, clutching his stomach and retching against the ground. He couldn't straighten up his waist for a long time.

　　 "Remember, for three days, if you have not heard from you, then... I will let you experience what life is better than death."

　　 In a sneer, Scarface gestured to the two men in the black suit, turned and left, and the three people quickly disappeared into the darkness on the other side of the alley.

　　……

　　 It wasn't until some distance away that one of the black suits cautiously said, "Boss, Longshan, do you really want to continue to investigate it?"

"Ok?"

　　 Scarface turned his head and glanced at the talking gang members.

The latter hesitated for a moment, his expression a little nervous, but still insisted: "Now the Tiaozi is investigating this case very tightly. I have come over and inquired several times a while ago. During the last meeting, the team leader and Ruotou They also asked us to converge a little bit lately, so don't be caught by the police because of Longshan's affairs...

　　 I feel that the policeman named Li Jian may have been eyeing us, thinking that Longshan was hidden by our Jidong group. In this case, if you act casually, I'm afraid..."

　　 Before he could finish speaking, Scarface snorted coldly: "Why, are you teaching me to do things?"

　　 "No, no, I just..."

　　 The gangster was a little flustered trying to explain something, but before he finished speaking, he was scolded:

　　 "Shut up, bastard! When will it be my turn to do something!"

　　Scarface glared angrily at his hand, squinting his eyes slightly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes:

"The life and death of that guy in Longshan is no matter if the other cadres in the team are indifferent, but I was called the boss by him. If I can't even investigate whether my little brother is dead or alive, then I am the boss in vain. Be it!

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"As for the Tiaozi side... they suspect us, and I also suspect that they have captured Long Shan, but deliberately didn't tell us the Jidong team, and wanted to beat us with this! Li Jiancheng also...huh, one What is there to be afraid of for the professional police officer who was dispatched to such a small place as Narita!"

　　 Having said that, the tone of Scarface's face seemed a bit vacant.

　　 After all, no matter how far the forces of the Far East Group expand, it will eventually be a gang organization. It is fine to play tricks behind the scenes, but it must not dare to openly challenge the police.

If it’s the team leader or Ruotou above, you can still try to break the wrist with the police, but Scarface is just a cadre in the team, and there are only three or five people under him. If you really offend Kuri Jian Cheng Ye is definitely enough for him to drink a pot.

　　 What else does that subordinate want to say:

　　 "But even so, I can't ask such a little girl..."

"If you can't ask, you have to ask. Almost all the clues that can be investigated have been checked. Only this little girl who has been in contact with Dongye looks suspicious. Whether she knows the inside story or not, ask first. Besides...get in the car!"

　　 While talking, several people have already arrived at the intersection.

　　 A silver-gray van parked here. The little brother who was in charge of driving was lying on the steering wheel and napping. He was knocked on the car window by a scar face. He immediately woke up and rubbed his eyes: "Boss Tsukamoto, you are back!"

　　 "Stop talking nonsense and drive fast."

　　 Tsukamoto pulled the car door directly and sat in the back seat. The other two younger brothers got in the car from the front and rear doors one after another. Then the van started quickly and left with a dull roar.

　　 At this time, the night is already quite heavy.

　　 Except for this silver-gray van, there is no second car in sight on the road. There are also no pedestrians. The van is driving quietly.

　　 No one speaks.

　　 Tsukamoto put his hands on his chest, leaned on the back of the back seat and closed his eyes.

The 　　 van quickly drove out of Shimocho and headed towards the neighboring Amada district.

　　 After a while, both sides of the road gradually became remote.

　　 When passing a narrow road junction with woods on both sides, the driver hit the steering wheel, and was about to turn from a somewhat tortuous junction, and saw a silhouette of a person, suddenly jumping out of the woods next to him without warning!

From the outline of the figure, it looks like a thin middle-aged man, wearing a tank top, shorts, and slippers, as if he just got up from the bed in the middle of the night, and was chased by something terrifying behind him. Like, because of excessive panic, sweat is all over his face and head, even his face looks a little distorted.

　　 As soon as he saw the van, the man immediately waved his hand to this side desperately, the motion was very wide, and he was still yelling something in his mouth, it sounded like he was calling for help.

　　 But because of the speed of his speech and the airtight windows of the car, only a gurgling sound can be heard, and it is hard to hear what he is saying.

and……

　　 This figure appeared too suddenly.

There are no street lights at the intersection.

The driver who was driving was completely unprepared and did not see his presence clearly at the first time. When he saw the silhouette of the silhouette from the low beam, when he wanted to step on the brakes, his reaction was already late. Shooting, in a panic, I can only slam the steering wheel, try to avoid the front of the car to the sides, and then...

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 Only a loud bang was heard, and the van that had hardly slowed down hit the figure directly, knocking the opponent out on the spot!

At this moment, the powerful impact brought by the high-speed van was unreservedly vented at this moment. After the person's body flew out, he rolled five or six times on the ground one after another, and finally fell full of blood. In a pool of blood, it seemed that he was not alive.

And the van lost its balance due to the slamming of the steering wheel just now. The whole body leaned out of the road and plunged into the bushes beside the road. The two front wheels rushed out directly from the left side of the road. It was planted in a bush, and the fire was completely extinguished.

　　 "What is the situation, why does this person suddenly come from the side..."

　　 The gang members who drove let out a cold sweat.

Even Tsukamoto in the back seat was taken aback. He was stunned for a while before grabbing the back of the front seat and standing up. The probe looked forward, and he turned his mouth to the side and signaled the younger brother to get out of the car. Look at the situation in the past.

　　 The latter pushed the door out, walked around the person in the pool of blood, took a closer look, then turned and walked back.

"died?"

"No... but it's coming soon, and I still have a breath now, but the entire chest cavity is deflated, and the knee and calf bones are also broken. Even if it is sent to the hospital now, it will be useless. It will take another ten minutes at most. That guy will definitely die."

　　 The gangster boy said as he gestured.

These gang members who have been in the underworld for many years and have lived a life of licking blood on the edge of the knife have long experience in this kind of thing. What kind of injury can be saved, and what kind of injury can be killed when sent to the hospital. Many professional doctors can see accurately.

　　 So, Tsukamoto didn't doubt what this little brother said, he just felt a little dazed.

　　What is this called?

I drove well, and suddenly such a guy came out and hit his car and killed himself. More importantly, this intersection is so remote and there are no cameras around, even if I say that the guy hit him by himself. Yes, I'm afraid no one will believe it, right?

　　 Could it be that you wanted to commit suicide in the middle of the night, deliberately hit your body, and wanted to blackmail a compensation?

　　 With this thought in mind, Tsukamoto rolled down the car window and looked around. The bushes on both sides were dark, and the whirling branches and leaves seemed to be beckoning.

　　 In the huge space, there is a deathly silence, quiet and scary.

If you really committed suicide and want to blackmail, your accomplices should have followed out now. After all, like this kind of remote intersection without street lights, if you shoot a video, you should only record a vague image, and you can't even see the license plate... …

　　 Tsukamoto is a gang cadre after all, he only hesitated for a while, then he said cruelly: "Turn off the car lights, take something to cover the license plate at the back, and leave here first!"

　　 "But that person..."

"Follow him. There is no camera in this area. There are deserted woods on both sides. Who knows how he died... Go back and talk about it! After you go back, you two drive the car to the garage as soon as possible. The paint is outside. Brush it again and change a license plate by the way to prevent it from being pursued by irrelevant people and cause another trouble."

　　 In fact, it stands to reason that this van is equipped with a driving recorder. I really want to prove that I didn't take the initiative to drive and hit someone, but that the person suddenly jumped out and hit him. It was not impossible.

　　 But Tsukamoto and others, as members of the gang, just did something to drove back from Shimocho. They didn't want to publicize it and exposed their whereabouts, so from start to finish, they never considered the option of calling the police.

　　 After Tsukamoto spoke, several younger brothers followed suit. One of them went to the trunk and took out a black cloth to cover the license plate, while the other took a shovel and shoveled away the roadside rutting marks.

　　 These things are all they keep in the car. After all, in this industry, they often encounter some unexpected situations. It is also very normal to have a few shovel, machete and other tools in the trunk.

soon.

　　 The van restarted, fell out of the bushes, then turned off the low beam, dropped the dying man in a pool of blood and drove away.

　　 Accompanied by the dull engine sound, I saw the silver-gray van quickly go away in the moonlight, and disappeared into the dark night.

　　 The man who was hit was lying on the side of the road, vomiting blood out of his mouth, his fingers twitched from time to time, and he was still doing his last lingering breath.

　　 About a minute later.

　　 In the direction of the bush where the man suddenly jumped out, there was another swift movement. A few seconds later, he saw a dark shadow picking up the bush and slowly standing up in the dark.

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　　 The figure looked very small, and it was in the backlight. Only a vague silhouette of a human could be seen under the shadow of the woods.

　　 "It" seemed to look in the direction where the van left, confirming that the sound of the engine had gone far, and then slowly pushed aside the bushes and walked towards the person in the pool of blood.

　　 is heavy on foot.

Obviously he is only less than 1.6 meters tall, but the sound of stepping on the ground is like a burly man with a height of more than 1.9 meters, and in the process of walking, a cloud of black air drifts around him. , Covering up his face and body shape, it looks like a shadowy, an indescribable sense of depression hits on his face.

　　 "You...don't...don't pass...save..."