After a while, the officers of the discipline department who went to work successively came to the interrogation room where song Xiaowei was located. They watched song Xiaowei lie on the ground. Her body was stiff and a lot of blood was shed on the ground. Many people were startled.

Someone dared to ask, "director he, what should we do?"

"Yes, director he, you have a word!"

They stood at the door of the interrogation room. No one dared to go in. He Haisheng thought for a moment and said, "we must report this matter to the field director. Xiao Liu, go and find the field director."

"Yes." a young man answered and ran out.

Then he Haisheng sent someone to find other leaders. After finishing these things, he Haisheng gradually calmed down. Looking at the blood all over the ground, he Haisheng boldly went in.

Bypassing the blood, he Haisheng approached song Xiaowei to check the situation, but unexpectedly, song Xiaowei had a word written in blood. He Haisheng was surprised and looked closer. It was an Yan.

He Haisheng suddenly turned the wind and waves in his heart. He swept down and saw no one around. He struggled for a moment. He boldly grabbed song Xiaowei's already stiff and cold hand with his hand and rubbed back and forth on the Yan character. The Yan character has changed from clear to fuzzy. He can't see it if he doesn't look carefully. It turned out to be a word.

When he finished this, he Haisheng was sweating and frightened.

He Haisheng stood up and looked around carefully. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly walked out of the interrogation room to find Yan Shengli.

He Haisheng knocked on the door gently. After a while, Yan Shengli's tired voice came out, "who?"

He Haisheng's eyes shook disorderly, and he was still a little guilty in his heart. He whispered, "section chief, it's me, he Haisheng."

Yan Shengli heard he Haisheng and hurriedly said, "come in."

When he Haisheng entered the room, he saw Yan Shengli sitting next to Shen Chunmei's body and looking at her sideways.

The room was a little dark. He Haisheng looked at Yan Shengli's face. For a moment, he felt that the section chief at this time was scary, but when he came closer, it was clear that he was the original section chief.

He Haisheng thought he was just scaring himself, so he carefully closed the door, came to Yan Shengli, leaned over Yan Shengli's ear and said, "section chief, song Xiaowei is dead."

Yan Shengli immediately showed a stunned expression on his face, then fiercely stood up and asked happily, "really? I just slept too heavily and didn't hear anything outside. How did the little bitch die?"

He Haisheng couldn't see the slightest flaw in Yan Shengli's face and said, "he died by hitting the wall."

Yan Shengli said with a smile, "at last, the little bitch still has some self-knowledge. She killed my wife with guilt. That's why she hit the wall and died!"

Yan Shengli decided this matter in a few words. Song Xiaowei hit the wall because she killed someone and felt guilty.

He Haisheng frowned. After thinking about it, he whispered, "section chief, song Xiaowei wrote Yan with blood."

"What?" Yan Shengli's eyes flashed startled.

His surprise was true. Yan Shengli clearly remembered that when he left the interrogation room, song Xiaowei was dead. How could the dead write?

Yan Shengli was flustered. At this time, although the state advocated the overthrow of cattle, ghosts and snakes, the people still had much awe of gods and ghosts.

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