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Chapter 31 The Beginning of the First Commandment [Seeking monthly tickets, investment]

Policeman Li Guoqiang encountered a suspicious man while patrolling in the underground parking lot of a shopping mall.

The man appeared in the underground parking lot at eleven o'clock. When he turned, he did not turn on the turn signal and slammed the steering wheel. The "squeaking" sound of the brakes was very harsh in the empty underground parking lot. It was obvious that he was driving very fast and in a hurry. When he got closer, Li Guoqiang saw that the man was not wearing a seat belt.

Li Guoqiang was a policeman with a strong sense of responsibility. He couldn't help but stop the silver-gray Honda and wanted to question it.

"parking."

He stretched out his hand to stop a car, and it slowly stopped in front of him.

Sitting in the car was a middle-aged man who was wearing a high-end striped shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, and looked a bit like a gentleman.

Li Guoqiang touched his gun and walked forward cautiously. He tilted his head slightly and looked inside the car. There was a leftover hamburger and a tissue next to the seat. It looked a little messy.

"What is it, officer?"

The middle-aged man's name was Chen Fulai. He was not too scared when he saw the police. He actually took the initiative to ask questions. His voice was calm and there was no sign of anything wrong. He even had a relaxed smile on his face.

"You're not wearing your seatbelt, sir. Also, it's late at night, drive slowly, safety first, and remember to turn on your turn signal when turning."

Li Guoqiang spoke in a businesslike manner.

Li Guoqiang was wearing a police hat and a patrol police uniform, a blue long shirt, black trousers, and was fully equipped with a walkie-talkie, a five-round pistol, handcuffs, etc.

"Ah, officer, since there aren't many people around at this time, I'm used to driving like this. I usually fasten my seat belt after I leave the parking lot and reach the intersection."

Chen Fulai looked calm and explained slowly and calmly.

"It's very dangerous not to wear a seat belt. It's best to fasten it now. Also, drive safely first, and drive slowly."

Li Guoqiang continued.

"I'm sorry, officer. I'll tie it right away. I'm sorry to bother you. My son's birthday is tonight and I want to go back and celebrate his birthday as soon as possible."

Chen Fulai's expression became increasingly calm, and there was no sign of anything wrong.

"At this time, it's almost twelve o'clock for my birthday."

Li Guoqiang looked at his watch and said.

"Because I worked overtime and it was too late, so I drove a little hurriedly."

Chen Fulai continued to explain patiently.

"Today is Saturday, right? Are you working overtime all day?"

Li Guoqiang asked again.

"I can't do anything about this. I need to ask my boss."

Chen Fulai answered the question calmly and had already fastened his seat belt while speaking.

"Excuse me, can you show me your driver's license?"

Li Guoqiang spoke in a businesslike manner, ready to ask carefully. After all, Hong Kong at night during this period was very unsafe. Not only were there gangsters hacking people, but there were also all kinds of villains committing crimes everywhere.

"Officer, I just didn't wear my seat belt. You don't need to issue a ticket, right?"

Chen Fulai lowered his head slightly and began to look for his driver's license. The expression on his face gradually became impatient.

However, Li Guoqiang was not tolerant of others. He was the type who was impartial and principled. He directly took the driver's license handed over by Chen Fulai and started to write him a ticket.

As for the reasons given by Chen Fu, he did not quite believe them, because when an adult tells a lie, he would do so without blinking, right out of his mouth.

Chen Fulai sat in the car, his expression gradually becoming gloomy, but he was still enduring.

"Drive carefully next time. I hope you've learned a lesson this time."

Li Guoqiang tore off the ticket and handed it to him, saying.

"Yeah." Chen Fulai smiled helplessly and drove away.

At this moment, Chen Guoqiang noticed that one of his taillights was not on, so he tapped that light.

Chen Fulai, who was in the car, had a gloomy expression on his face. He stepped on the brakes and stopped the car. When he got out of the car, he immediately put on a smile and said, "Anything else, officer?"

"Your headlights are broken. It's dangerous to drive like this."

Li Guoqiang frowned and spoke.

"I'll fix it tomorrow, officer. I'm in a hurry today."

Chen Fulai forced a smile and said.

“Is there a screwdriver in the car?”

Li Guoqiang happened to know how to repair car lights, and given his personality, he couldn't help but be nosy. He also thought that helping him fix his car would save him money.

He didn't know that Chen Fulai, who went to the driver's seat to look for a screwdriver, had a gloomy expression on his face and took the tied gun in his hand.

When Li Guoqiang was knocking on the car light, he suddenly felt something wet and sticky on the back of his hand. He put his hand close to his eyes and saw that it was red, suspected to be blood.

Then, he lowered his gaze and looked towards the back seat of the car, where streams of blood were actually flowing out.

Li Guoqiang was slightly stunned, and finally became alert. However, he still had no experience and actually reached out to open the trunk.

The most important thing he should do at this time is to draw his gun, make sure the bullet is loaded and ready to shoot at any time, and let the driver come and open the trunk himself.

Therefore, Li Guoqiang suffered a lot this time because of his naivety and inexperience. This was also the first time he saw a ghost.

"Did you buy your son a birthday present?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"

Li Guoqiang was extremely nervous and asked the man questions in an attempt to divert his attention.

However, there was a click.

The back seat was opened, which completely angered Chen Fulai.

Li Guoqiang also saw that in the open trunk, there was a body of a young girl thrown there. Her white short-sleeved shirt was stained with bright red blood, and her delicate face full of collagen was also blurred by blood. The wound should be on the neck, and the cause of death should be a slit throat.

"Officer, it's just a job. Is it worth it to risk your life?"

At this time, the middle-aged man had returned, pointing a gun at Li Guoqiang. He was wearing a white pinstriped shirt, black suit pants, gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was combed meticulously. He looked like a famous person, but he was also a beast in human clothing, a perverted murderer. His tone was full of sarcasm and his eyes were calm, which showed his indifference to life.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Chen Fulai is a serial killer. Playing with life has become his pleasure. He fired several shots and knocked Li Guoqiang to the ground. Each shot was extremely accurate and landed on Li Guoqiang's shoulders and legs.

"Why are you taking it so seriously? It's just patrol. Hello, I'm fine, everyone is fine. Isn't that good enough? Why did you stop my car? Why are you so nosy? I told you that it's time to get off work. Why do you have to meddle in other people's business? The headlight is broken. Does it have anything to do with you? Are you a traffic policeman?

Good at issuing tickets. Come on, catch me. Catch me, why don’t you catch me.”

Every time Chen Fulai fired a shot, he would utter a hysterical and crazy rebuke, as if it was all Li Guoqiang's fault.

At this time, Li Guoqiang was lying on the ground, in great pain. The pain of being hit by the bullet made his body feel weak, and the pistol he had pulled out fell to the side.

Chen Fulai was in a state of madness. He came to Li Guoqiang, squatted down, and put the red-hot muzzle of the gun against the bloody part of the body that was shot.

"Why don't you get up and catch me? Aren't you good at issuing tickets? Aren't you good at meddling in other people's business?"

Chen Fulai took out Li Guoqiang's wallet from the shirt pocket of the defenseless Li Guoqiang, looked at his police ID and a photo of his girlfriend.

"I know where you live. Hey? This girl is pretty. Is she your girlfriend? Or your wife? Don't worry, I will go find her."

(End of this chapter)