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At 3 a.m., Dongjiang city has entered deep sleep. Especially the workers, and those who work hard, have snored like thunder.

However, there are always some people who are sleepless in the middle of the night. These people are not in need or lose, and some who have done something bad, and worry about what will happen tomorrow.

In a high-end residential area, the windows of a room are still lit.

Compound house, spacious and bright, is a rich family at first sight.

There is a saying that is very good, no good bed can change to sleep, this sentence is right.

The men in bed constantly change their posture, no matter which position to lie down, they feel uncomfortable. Originally drowsy he felt more and more awake, some dry eyes, some pain in the temple.

There was no one else in the room, and the chief of public security was suffering in nearly 200 square meters of the house.

The children are not in, are too foreign, wife went out to travel, so big room only he alone, feel cold and clean.

Finally, I changed a position and got up from bed.

Walk to the living room, light a cigarette, did not smoke, so look at the smoke a little bit of burning.

It was a little disturbing for him that things were getting more and more complicated.

Li Dongping came back yesterday. One thing he said at Huang Ming's home made him feel like he had eyes staring at him dead and dead.

The Phoenix disappeared, and there was no trace of the disappearance.

Although there was no sound on it, he was restless by the feeling of the rain.

He knew how strong the light was behind the mountain, which was the only reason why he chose Huang Ming.

The appointment of personnel in Dongjiang City, Huang Ming is almost a word thing, not to mention that he is a public security director, who is the members of the Standing Committee, it is estimated that it is also a matter of casual one sentence.

Suddenly, the chief of public security remembered a word, and people were in the Jianghu. This sentence is not known who summed up, but it is true.

How many people break their heads and want to enter Huang Ming's circle, because after entering this circle, they represent the double harvest of wealth and rights. But now, he wants to go out, but he can not go out.

Although the territory of mad dog is empty, Huang Ming doesn't take the hand, and is not worried at all, as if waiting for something. But what is waiting for, he doesn't know.

A cigarette had burned out, but he did not smoke a breath, pressed it out in the ashtray, sighed deeply, and then turned to prepare to return to the bedroom.

Just as he turned around, the chief of public security saw a man sitting on the sofa.

The man lowered his head, took a cigarette in his hand, and smoked slowly one at a time.

The smoke enveloped his face, making people feel a little unreal and untrue.

The chief of public security was stunned, reached out on his thigh to pinch, pain, this is not a dream.

Behind the cold sweat suddenly came out, this person can quietly come to their own room, if want to kill him, it should be easy.

Huang Ming's people, this is his first thought, but soon overturned, no, absolutely not, Huang Ming has no reason to do so, because he himself is clear that he is a loyal dog.

"Who are you?" Although the voice of the chief of public security is bright, some trembling, fear and endless fear have enveloped him.

"If you can't sleep, sit down and talk." A voice without any emotional color, cold, cold let him play a shiver.

He looked at the distance between his feet and the bedroom, which should be 15 meters, or a little further.

The gun was under the pillow, and he was now rushing for three seconds, but he didn't, because he felt that the man killed him probably a second.

He was not willing to take risks, and it was not easy to survive today. He didn't want to see everything in front of him turned into a phantom.

He sat down and did the rules and regulations, straight, as if facing a superior, a superior who had mastered his fate.

The man opposite looked up, and a pair of cold eyes crossed his face.

There is a flame shaped pattern between the two eyebrows of the man. The flame pattern makes the heart of the chief of public security beat violently. At that moment, he felt that his decision was right.

"You, this is." The chief of public security was very polite and handed over a cigarette.

The man did not answer, the mouth slightly rose, said: "ask you a few things, I think you are a clever person, smart people will never do stupid things."

Zhang xiaobase, the chief of public security in the heart has been chanting the name dozens of times.

"Yes, I must have said it." The chief of public security nodded.

"Who is lidongping?" Asked Zhang Xiaoba.

The body of the chief of public security shivered, and his hands were entangled with death, and his face changed suddenly.

Said, or not, the police chief has been in a mess at this time."Don't expect anyone to help you, you are just a chess piece." Zhang Xiaojian sneered.

The public security bureau chief's body suddenly relaxed, paralyzed on the sofa, half a day did not speak.

"I don't really know who this person is, but I know he has had a facelift." Said the director of public security.

"Cosmetic surgery." Zhang Xiaojian Leng for a moment, then understand what, right ah, how did not think of this matter.

Only cosmetic surgery, will let a person completely transform, and then forge a file again, the whole person is a new person. Good shady way, Zhang Xiaojian can't help but smile.

"Where do you think he'll be." Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

"I don't know. Because I met Huang Ming once in his family, and his face was not completely grown at that time. After I passed by, Li Dongping left in a hurry. Huang Ming found me for the sake of archives and ID card. " Said the director of public security.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking of something, and did not speak for a long time.

The director of the public security seemed to suddenly think of something and said, "if you don't say this, I almost forgot. The disappearance of the most powerful cosmetic surgeon in Dongjiang city some time ago may have something to do with it."

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes brightened and asked, "what's the name of that man?"

"Lu Dazhi, a young man, is the most famous plastic surgeon in Dongjiang city. Many rich women like him, but he is missing." Said the director of public security.

"I was killed." Zhang Xiaojian looks at the director of public security coldly.

The director shook his head and said, "I really don't know that."

"Give me the address." Zhang Xiaojian said.

The director of public security wrote out an address on a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian took a look at him and said, "it's good for you to erase today's events from your memory."

he said that the whole person was blurry at once, and disappeared from the original place in an instant. The head of the public security bureau had a cold sweat on his face.