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The door was closed.

The villagers outside the door looked at each other, wondering what was going on inside.

At this time, some police officers have already started to go down to the cellar.

The fourth body was carried out ten minutes later.

Then came the fifth, sixth, and seventh looking at this scene, Fang Ze shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked aside.

Luo Bixin's brows were also deeply wrinkled.

As for Yuan Zhengfeng, he was so angry that he almost hit someone! Is this Wang Wuzhu a devil?

It was the first time they had seen such a large number of dead.

After more than half an hour, all the bodies were finally carried out.

At a glance, there are a total of forty-eight.

Not twenty, but forty-eight! Forty-eight corpses! Forty-eight lives! Every policeman gasped and looked at Wang Wuzhu, who was still calm as usual.

What kind of person is he, and what kind of purpose does he have to do such an unconscionable thing? Yuan Zhengfeng's face trembled and he gritted his teeth.

Such a big case is unheard of! Feilu reminds you: reading three things

Chapter 516 172 yuan per life [2]

There was silence in the courtyard.

No one spoke, and no one made a sound.

Everyone felt a chill that filled their foreheads.

Who would have thought that a simple peasant in a mountain village would hide forty-eight corpses at home, Yuan Zhengfeng stared at Wang Wuzhu stubbornly and forgot to ask questions for a while.

Such a big thing is beyond his ability to handle.

Fang Ze stepped in front of Wang Wuzhu and said, "My name is Fang Ze, and I am from the province."

Wang Wuzhu raised his head and looked at Fang Ze in front of him.

Fang Ze continued: "I'll just ask a question."

"How much money did you make from these forty-eight people?"

Wang Wuzhu was silent for a while, then said, "Eight thousand three."

Hearing this number, Fang Ze's eyes fluctuated violently.

"You remember it clearly."

"That is to say, one human life is about one hundred and seventy-two thousand nine hundred and seventy-two yuan."

This sentence seems to be talking to itself.

After speaking, he turned and walked away without asking any more questions.

This case is not his responsibility.

Luo Bixin's mood is also difficult to calm down.

172 yuan per human life, when human life is so worthless, they originally came to investigate the matter of the original drug plant.

I didn't expect to encounter such a serious criminal case.

Is it that simple to kill people? This is a modern society ruled by law! "Bastard!"

Yuan Zhengfeng roared, stepped forward and put his foot on Wang Wuzhu's body.

Bang! Wang Wuzhu was hit and fell back several steps before falling to the ground.

The two police officers next to him hurriedly stepped forward and continued to control him.

"Why did you beat him!"

Seeing her husband being beaten, Liu Chunxi shouted.

"Cuff her up!"

Yuan Zhengfeng shouted coldly.

Forty-eight people were killed, and neither of the couple could get away from it.

"Yes!"

A police officer stepped forward and handcuffed Liu Chunxi.

Yuan Zhengfeng came to Wang Wuzhu and said coldly, "Tell me, what's going on!"

When he interrogated Wang Wuzhu.

On the other side, Fang Ze was silent for a long time, then said: "Refill, you said that your master should retire?"

Hearing this, Luo Bixin opened her mouth and finally chose to remain silent.

Bamboo Forest Village belongs to Guangming City.

In other words, it is under the jurisdiction of the Guangming Municipal Bureau.