The night was dark, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky.

In early winter, the wind was biting cold, and pedestrians on the road wrapped themselves tightly in windbreakers. Street lights were lit one by one, and there were few pedestrians on the busy streets.

On Baishan Street, a white Yadi M62 electric car was parked at the door of Villa No. 049.

A woman with a slightly bloated figure parked the car, locked it, opened the door of the villa and hurried in.

Three hundred meters away from Villa No. 049, there was a cold chain truck.

In the cold chain truck's cab, the fat man handed the thin man a screwdriver and whispered,"Work faster, remove her brakes, and make it look like a car accident. Then no one will know and we can easily make money! Wow, 50,000 yuan is all you can earn, which is more than you can make in ten years of selling mountain products in your hometown!"

The thin man held the screwdriver, looking embarrassed,"Brother-in-law, will we be doomed to failure if we do this?"

The fat man was furious and slapped the thin man on the head,"How can you help our business by reciting rhymes all day long? Get to work!"

The thin man came to the door of Villa No. 049 with a screwdriver, squatted under the electric car and started tinkering with it.

At this time, the gate of the villa suddenly opened, and the owner of the electric car was about to go out to take out the garbage, and she saw a decent man squatting under her car at a glance.

""Oh, someone come quickly, catch the thief!"

The bloated woman screamed wildly, and the thin man looked up in panic, sweating profusely.

The fat man quickly jumped out of the car, walked around behind the woman, grabbed her neck with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and dragged her towards the cold storage truck!

"What are you doing standing there? Help me! You have no team spirit at all.々. !"

Seeing the thin man still in a daze, the fat man yelled at him angrily.

There is a braised food store on Baishan Street, and the braised chicken feet in that store are very delicious.

Song An drove to Baishan Street after get off work, ready to buy some braised food to eat.

After all, Tian Rui had been running around for most of the cases, and Song An really couldn't bear to see her busy in the kitchen after get off work.

Song An had just got out of the Land Rover when an old man with white hair came up and grabbed his arm, and asked in a panic,"Officer Song, are you Officer Song?"

""Old man, I'm Song An, what can I do for you?" Song An asked quickly.

"Officer Song, I am a resident of Beishun Garden. When I went downstairs just now, I saw a tall man in police uniform dragging a woman from our community onto a truck!"

The old lady said while panting.

Song An was stunned,"You just said that it was a man in police uniform who dragged the person directly onto the truck?"

""Yes."

The old lady nodded, and said hesitantly,"Could it be that you police officers are investigating the case?"

Song An was shocked, and without time to say goodbye to the old lady, he rushed to Beishun Garden.

At this moment, in the cold storage truck, the bloated woman had been tied up in the cold storage at the back by two gangsters.

Her hands were tied behind her back with iron rings, a rag was stuffed in her mouth, and chains were buckled on her feet.

The woman looked at the two ferocious gangsters, her face turned pale with fear, she kept shaking her head, whimpering, begging them to show mercy.

""Brother-in-law, what should we do next? The law is strict and there is no loophole. If the police find out, we will be in trouble." The thin man said worriedly. The fat man took out a three-edged scraper and handed it to the thin man, looking at him with some contempt,"How can you produce without courage? Do you still want to marry my sister? If you don't marry my sister, I still want to marry your sister, hurry up!"

The power of love is great.

Inspired by his future brother-in-law, the thin man plucked up the courage to walk towards the woman and gestured on her face with the scraper.

"Sister, don't blame us. Someone paid to buy your life. Don't complain to the King of Hell."

The thin man grumbled and gestured with his knife, but he didn't dare to stab.

"¨¨ Look at how cowardly you are! Let me show you what it means to love what you do!"

The fat man couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked over to grab the scraper, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stabbed the woman in the lower abdomen.

The woman's eyes widened and she began to cry desperately when she saw the dagger getting closer.

At this moment, the door of the cold storage was kicked open.

The fat man and the thin man looked behind them in horror at the same time.

A man in a black windbreaker stood at the door of the cold storage, with a black pistol in his hand pointed at the fat man's head.

A gust of night wind blew, revealing the navy blue uniform inside the windbreaker.

The thin man was so scared that his soul flew away, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"No, don't shoot, we are one family!"

The fat man (Qian Dezhao) quickly threw away the scraper, pointed at his clothes and sneered at the armed policeman,"I am also a policeman."

Song An sneered. The fat man's police uniform did not even have a police number. It was obvious that he bought it from a street stall.

"Officer, should we put our hands on our heads and squat in the corner?"The thin man didn't wait for Song An to speak, and he squatted in a very skillful posture.

Song An walked over, untied the rope for the woman, and took out the rag stuffed in her mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah, this rag hasn't been washed for a few days, bah, bah, bah."

The woman spit on the ground and shouted to Song An,"Police, arrest them and shoot them directly! These social scums, it's a good thing for you to be shot!"

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