Night sand

"The WeChat message"Insufficient balance" is very brief: I know about Xiaoping.

Bao Xiaoxing is very puzzled. Zhou Ping's affairs are very secretive. Only his colleagues and family members know about it so far. Is there another spy among his colleagues?

Impossible, Bao Xiaoxing immediately rejected his idea. Zhou Ping just happened to be related to Zhou Mubing, so"Ye Ming Sha" would find him.

This"Ye Ming Sha" is clearly the same as"Insufficient Balance" and"We Eleven" person, but why did he use so many different online names to contact different people? Is it just to divert people's attention?

As the case gradually surfaced, Bao Xiaoxing's doubts became more and more serious. He only hoped End it all quickly. He has been tortured deeply for more than half a month.

Bao Xiaoxing did not reply to the"insufficient balance" text message, fearing that he would be the next unlucky person if he got stuck on him.

He closed WeChat and opened it With little effort on the taxi-hailing software, an online taxi parked in front of him. Bao Xiaoxing opened the passenger seat and got in. The destination he chose was Xingfu Community. At this time, Wenli went to work and there was no one at home, but he But he had a lot of things to talk to, and the first choice was of course Fatty. The online car-hailing driver was a silent person, and even if Bao Xiaoxing didn’t take the initiative to speak, he didn’t bother to answer, and just concentrated on driving his car.

Ten minutes later, the online car-hailing driver The taxi driver dropped Bao Xiaoxing at the door of Xingfu Community. Bao Xiaoxing said"thank you", opened the door and hurriedly got out of the car.

Instead of going to Fatty's house empty-handed as usual, he bought some at the fruit supermarket at the entrance of the community. Some fruits walked into the community carrying a big bag.

The door was opened for him by the fat man's father. He was a middle-aged man who looked exactly like the fat man. He had a big beer belly and smiled before he spoke. He looked very handsome. A Maitreya Buddha.

Seeing Bao Xiaoxing carrying something, the fat man's father quickly said politely:"Xiaoxing, why did you come home to play and bring something with you? This kid is too polite. Bao

Xiaoxing smiled and said:"Hello uncle, I know you are back. I originally planned to visit my home yesterday, but I was delayed by something."

"OK, Xiaotao, Xiaoxing is here!"

He politely let Bao Xiaoxing into the room and shouted towards Fatty's closed door.

Fatty opened the door and waved to Bao Xiaoxing, gesturing for him to come in and talk.

Bao Xiaoxing nodded politely to Fatty's father. , followed Fatty into his room.

Fatty Liao occupied Fatty's computer desk and was playing a game of chicken with headphones on. He knew nothing about Bao Xiaoxing's arrival.

Until Bao Xiaoxing walked behind him and patted him He turned his face, and when he saw it was Bao Xiaoxing, he immediately took off his headphones and said in surprise:"Brother Xing, why are you here? Bao

Xiaoxing smiled and said:"Well, come and see what you are doing, Fatty, have you maintained your live broadcast account?""

The fat man sat on the sofa calmly and said:"These few live broadcasts are not ideal. Our account has lost some fans. The young master is really speechless. It's not me who says how long it will take to resolve this matter. All day long I'm bored at home"

"stuffy? You don’t know, something big happened again last night and someone died again."

Bao Xiaoxing fell down on Fatty's bed. After staying up all night for two consecutive nights, he felt that his body was about to be hollowed out.

"What's going on? Which of the three people died? Aren't there criminal policemen protecting us secretly?"

The fat man opened his mouth in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Bao Xiaoxing recounted the whole thing in detail, which made the fat man and Liao Fatty speechless. They didn't expect so many unpredictable things to happen in just one day.

"Grandma, it’s incredible. Maybe we can do something to help the police. I’m not saying that, little Xingxing. Yesterday I took the time to watch the video replays of the previous live broadcasts, and I really discovered something. Are you willing? Listen."

After Bao Xiaoxing finished speaking, Fatty walked to the computer desk and patted Fatty Liao on the shoulder to signal him to get up.

Fatty Liao stood up and stretched, then walked to the sofa where Fatty was sitting just now and sat down, looking very lively. He was a replica of the fat man.

Bao Xiaoxing came close to the fat man and watched him open his account and directly enter their live video in Tianyuan Garden.

He pulled the progress bar until it stopped at the stairs of the small building where the homeless man lived. On the platform, there is written in blood: Within the three seas, there is a great hell, with hundreds and thousands of them, each with its own differences. The so-called great one has eighteen. There are five hundred times, and the bitterness is immeasurable. There are thousands, and there are immeasurable poisons. Bitter.

Bao Xiaoxing looked at the fat man in confusion and asked:"I have an impression of this, what does it mean?"

The fat man clasped his hands on his chest and said,"I checked the ways of death in the Eighteenth Level of Hell. The way those deceased were killed happened to be one of the ways of death in the Eighteenth Level of Hell."

"oh?"

Bao Xiaoxing was shocked and prolonged his tone.

"You see, the first victim named Fu Ping was sawed in half. Let's take a look at the punishment of the eighteenth level of hell."

The fat man skillfully opened the Baidu search engine, entered the keywords, and searched for the torture methods of each level of hell.

He pulled the progress bar to the bottom, and sure enough, it read: Level 18, knife and saw. In hell, the victim is tied to four wooden stakes in a large shape and is sawed starting from the crotch until he is sawed in half.

"ah! I see."

Bao Xiaoxing swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

"Let’s look at the second one. This is the sixth level of hell, called Paolao Hell. Wasn’t that Wang Xinping roasted alive?"

The fat man's explanation reminded Bao Xiaoxing of the grinning mouth, and he nodded with difficulty and agreed with the fat man's point of view.

"Well, from such a cruel way of killing, it can be seen that there must be a deep hatred between Zhou Mubing and them. Only"eleven of us" would treat the victims so cruelly."

The fat man's analysis was very clear and logical, leaving Bao Xiaoxing unable to find any reason to refute.

"If this is really the case, then Team Qu and the others will definitely not be able to find any useful clues from Zhang Minghao and Wu Wanfang. They should try their best to conceal the matter. Fatty, no wonder 'We Eleven' are really so sure that they can bring these people down. They were all caught in one fell swoop. Fortunately, there are only two people left, so we are of little use. Bao

Xiaoxing sighed and said

"I think exactly the opposite of what you think. The more critical this time is, the more important it is. Don't forget that the police are now fully protecting you. It will not be as simple as before to kill people under the police's nose."

The fat man disagreed with Bao Xiaoxing's statement. If"eleven of us" were not found in a short time, Zhang Minghao and Wu Wanfang would not be able to eliminate the danger for a moment.

Bao Xiaoxing wanted to say something else, but there was a knock on the door. The fat man's father shouted outside the door:"The meal is ready, you guys come out to eat.""

The fat man agreed, turned to look at Bao Xiaoxing and said:"Don't mention this case again during dinner, otherwise the old man will never agree to the young master doing live broadcasts in the future."

"I'm not that stupid. You should spend the next few days with your uncle and aunt at home, and we'll talk about the live broadcast in a few days."