The man who was trembling in the cold wind was very thin and seemed weak, but it was not just the wind and snow that scared him.

His face was as if withered, and he was pale. He and the owner of the cotton hat, threw down his handbag and fled.

The back was embarrassed and frightened. It was hard to say what he had experienced or seen.

But Jie Zheng is clear.

The face, which was originally full of confidence, turned into a frost in an instant, and the face was as gloomy as the sky, and it did not take any action for a long time.

He never expected that such a wonderful plan would appear unexpectedly on Ji Li's side.

Things were expected to be good. Ji Li and Fang Shenyan's old card mission was definitely to become a corpse thrower.

But in the same way, their ideas coincide with Jie Zheng and Tongguan, that is, they do not directly participate in the work, and do not meet directly with the police after retreating.

They didn't know how to find this strange man, directed him to be a corpse thrower, and pointed out that they would give the handbag to Xie Zheng and the owner of the cotton hat.

This is definitely a test, a malicious test.

Jie Zheng knew it clearly between breathing. Ji Li did this to test whether the new card mission was the caller, and tried to directly expose Jie Zheng to the police's field of vision.

Now that there is a cotton hat shop owner, Xie Zheng can no longer be separated from the body in his handbag no matter what he does.

The police will inevitably put the breakthrough on him completely without any clues.

In this way, Ji Li could almost no effort to get Jie Zheng to completely underground activities, which would have a huge impact on subsequent tasks.

"What a Ji Li, what a Fang Shenyan..."

After a while of silence, Jie breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first lesson he was taught after coming to the hotel.

“Is there something happening?”

Among the Bluetooth headphones, Xiao Qianduye keenly noticed that things had changed.

Xie Zheng stood there without moving, but the owner of the cotton hat shop had already passed by him and was getting closer and closer to the position of the trash can.

The shop owner must not find the body in the handbag before the clerk, otherwise Xie Zheng, Tongguan and others will lose their qualifications to participate in the competition as soon as possible.

Jie Zheng held a breath in his heart, lowered his eyebrows slightly, placed his hand on his waist, and replied to the headphones:

"The first handbag has appeared, I failed in the first round and will definitely be exposed.

Go and grab the second handbag seat!”

Xiao Qianduye's exclamation came from the headphones, and he wanted to ask again, but Xie Zheng hung up the phone neatly.

The heavy snow became more and more intense, and Jie Zheng's hair was completely white. He raised his head, put on a pair of leather gloves, and stared at the back of the shopkeeper in front of him with a stern look.

The owner of the cotton hat shop was full of suspicion. He didn't know the man who wanted to give him something, nor did he know what was in the handbag and why it was placed in the trash can.

But he was still driven by curiosity and moved himself closer to the brink of death and sin.

His hand reached into the trash can, and he lay in the dark blue iron lump. It took a lot of effort to take out the handbag.

At the same time, Jie Zheng had already come to his back, and the tip of the knife, which was as cold as ice and snow, pierced into his back.

The owner did not feel the pain, but it was getting colder and colder. He turned around in shock and stared at the man who was poking him with an empty gaze.

He only saw the coldness in the executioner's eyes, even though this man looked approachable and spoke politely.

Jie Zheng didn't say a word, his throat didn't tremble, but just pulled out the knife and stabbed it in again.

The cotton hat fell into the trash bin due to struggle, and the innocent shop owner collapsed before his handbag and became another corpse.

Jie Zheng, Jie Zheng, this name is his mask. No one knows what is hidden on the back of the word "正".

In order to survive, what can Jie Zheng do?

"Since I can't get rid of the exposed predicament, not killing you will not only break the rules, but will also cause a series of trouble."

Jie Zheng looked down at the corpse with a knife and looked down at the wide open eyes on the ground, murmured in a low voice, not knowing who it was to.

He opened the zipper of his handbag, glanced at the corpse inside, and then took out his cell phone from the corpse.

This is a semi-smart phone. It took ten seconds to turn on the screen, but the dialing was enough.

Jie Zheng has such a personality and is very important. He dialed the police on the owner's cell phone, but used his mobile phone to play the electronic sound alarm.

"There is a murder case in the trash can at the entrance of Xixiang Road."

The mechanical sound was heard, and a young man's inquiry came from the owner's phone, but he was hung up after a moment.

After Jie Zheng did this, he turned around expressionlessly, blocked the owner's body, and looked at the woman busy in the bun shop with her back facing the window.

"The surveillance on this street has been ruined by me, and she has seen me to avoid trouble.

Kill one is killing, kill two is also killing…”

Jie Zheng seems to have a quirky habit of liked to describe reasons before doing things. He is smart and serious, so he is better at disguising.

However, just as he took the first step, the world in front of him suddenly changed.

Jie Zheng entered a red world without any preparation from a piece of white.

The knife in his hand was still in the palm of his hand, which was the only thing he could rely on. He suddenly changed the world and was pulled into a completely blood-red world in his vision.

In the blink of an eye, Jie Zheng saw a red sweater. The red world was not big, only in his eyes.

He was blocked by the red sweater, and after knocking him down...

He found himself being pulled into a gray adobe house, and a shadow swayed on the wall in front of him, like a woman dancing with her back to him...

Jie Zheng did not have time to kill the owner of the bun shop who had seen him, and when the woman turned around, she could not find Jie Zheng's figure.

Jie Zheng became the first clerk who was hit and faced the ghost. There was only an open handbag on Xixiang Road, and the tragic death of the shop owner.

The pure snow was stained with blood, like some plum blossoms blooming.

...

"Surp, swerp, swerp..."

The shovel cut into the hard ground one after another, dug out thick snow and hard soil, and fine snow fell from the bottom of a deep enough pit.

"This area is a semi-developed construction site. I heard that it has been stopped for a while and there is no surveillance."

Ji Li sat on the huge cement pipe and looked at Fang Shenyan, who was wearing only one shirt but was busy in the wind and snow, and said softly.

Fang Shenyan stopped what he was doing when he heard this, glanced at the time, stood in the pit and looked at Ji Li and said:

"With the second handbag to complete the task, Tongguan and others should take action in advance after the first round."

Ji Li nodded, he jumped off the cement pipe, carried his second handbag and turned around and was about to leave, but just took two steps but turned back to look at Fang Shenyan.

"Although that guy is a runaway QJ who is unlucky to hit us, it seems unwise to kill him at this time, and it will be very troublesome."

Fang Shenyan didn't even raise his head, and kept waving the shovel in his hand, trying to dig the dirt deeper.

"Buried him alive, no one will find him in a short time."

"I can use means to let the people in Tongguan bear him off, which is better."

Fang Shenyan finally straightened his waist, looked at Ji Li firmly and said:
Chapter completed!