"What?"
The old fu one leng see come over.
"Ahem, I mean, it’s gone too far! Let me take a look at the scene! "
Huai Shi quickly faced the floor and walked in the direction of the prison car.
Soon he saw the mess all over the floor.
There are scattered ashes everywhere.
From the video, there is no illegal behavior, and everything is in accordance with the process.
However, before injecting anesthetic, Ding Nanke struggled. He said something with his lips closed and grinned.
Then the green flame rises from him.
Burn everything in him to ashes.
However, there was no burning chair cushion and stretcher, and a black mark was printed on the bloody white cloth.
"What did he say at last?" Huai poetry is at a loss
People who can read lips can’t believe it after staring at the video for a long time
"You’ll never know what-"
The workers mechanically repeated Ding Nanke’s dying words "Forever …"
If suicide is expected, Huai Shi thinks that the other party can escape but finally runs back … a little suspected of intentional death.
It’s like trying to cut off any clues on purpose
Afraid of revealing a little trace to attract attention.
What on earth is he trying to hide?
He smelled a conspiracy
But what does this have to do with this ruthless inspector?
Anyway, the case was handed over by the Border Management Bureau. The Astronomical Society and the Social Security Bureau jointly cracked down on border smuggling. As expected, there was not so much mess. It was just an ordinary smuggling sweep.
Even if there is any accident, the situation here should be reported in the past, and the border inspection guys should have a headache
Huai Shi has mastered the skill of "throwing the pot" when he is born in a large organization, and honestly do his own salary. Thieves don’t care if they don’t do their own things.
That’s right!
He has matured and is no longer the naive boy he used to be!
But he simply wants to take a thermos cup to soak Lycium barbarum every day, have a cup of tea, a cigarette and a newspaper to read a day, paddle into the trench and touch the fish thoroughly.
What an ideal life!
Now Huai Shi has figured out how to write a report by then, otherwise it would be a pity to have such high copywriting skills!
It’s a pity that there’s nothing to say about reasoning. It’s just that the crime has divided him into one shot and two seconds … Finally, I just decided to copy it according to Lao Fu. Anyway, he can’t help himself.