The murderer in the small broken house is really going to collapse.

He really regretted taking this job from the bottom of his heart.

Because Ding Peng and his daughter were really terrifying, they directly offered a reward of 100 million to capture him. What does this mean?

Although he is a killer industry, he has never seen what 120 million looks like.

Without thinking, the bounty of this 20 million yuan is full of appetite. Not to mention that the people of the whole country are taking action, just those professional bounty hunters are enough for him to drink a pot.

This guy now has the heart to jump off the building.

But people always have the desire to survive, and they can't stand it, so they hurriedly took out the phone and called out.

"Where is my money?!" He shouted as soon as the phone was connected.

A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm preparing."

"You are playing with me, aren't you? I said, if you can't get the remaining half of the money at nine o'clock, I will surrender. What time is it now? Do you think I'm scaring you? I tell you, I'm at the end of my life now, and I'm afraid that I will be recognized when I go out to buy instant noodles. Let's calculate the money for me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Don't mess with me, you haven't even completed my mission, why should I give you so much money?"

"You...I've taken action."

"But Ding Peng is still alive!"

"That was just an accident."

"I care if you are accidental? Tell me if the task is not completed, there will be no money!"

"Grass!"

The middle-aged man finished the call, then sat on a rotten sofa with his cell phone, holding his hair with both hands, in great pain.

He knew that as long as Ding Peng was still alive, his other half of his money would not be able to come at all.

Go and kill again?

The middle-aged man decisively overturned this idea. He knew that all his eyes must be staring at Ding Peng now. If he kills Ding Peng himself, it would be similar to falling into the trap.

But what if you don’t kill it?

Just when this guy was in a state of depression, Ding Peng received a call.

"Mr. Ding?"

"I am Ding Peng."

"I have news about the criminal."

"Oh? Where?"

"Then do you say count?"

Ding Peng was stunned, and soon understood what the other party meant, and smiled and said, "Forget it, how much do you want?"

"Provide information, one hundred million!"

"good!"

Ding Peng didn't take a nap at all and agreed directly.

Money has no meaning to him now, he is just going to catch that bastard.

In fact, Ding Peng knew that this was definitely a professional killer. He pretended too strictly when he was assassinated. For such a person, even if he was photographed by surveillance, he might not be able to recognize him. But there is one kind of person who definitely knew that he was the criminal's friend.

This is also the reason why Ding Peng keeps adding bounties.

He knew too much about the human nature of forgetting righteousness when seeing profit. For this killer, the purpose of assassinating him was nothing more than two. The first was to have a grudge, and the second was to make money.

Ding Peng had secretly notified the Kyoto police to investigate the people he offended.

On the other hand, he directly dumped 100 million Chinese coins. Faced with such a huge sum of money, he knew that even if the killer was not moved, there might be many people who had something to do with the killer.

In order to prevent anyone from knowing it, Ding Peng finally put all his wealth upstairs, which used this exaggerated amount of money to bet.

Ding Peng knew that in the face of this clueless case, he could only use special methods to find the murderer.

Ding Manrou was hospitalized, and Ding Peng never left the ward.

Jin Ling took Ding Cailin and the others to take turns to go back to rest.

During this period, many people in the entertainment industry came over, and even Liang Wei and Liu Jialing ran over from Xiangjiang, and Liu Hua stayed here for two days.

On the fifth day of Ding Manrou's hospitalization, her injuries were actually almost the same, but Ding Peng did not discharge her from the hospital.

At this time, Ding Peng received a mysterious call, and the sound was processed as soon as he heard it.

But none of these matters. What matters is that the other party wants to exchange 100 million for information.

Ding Peng agreed without thinking.

"Okay, I'll make 50 million first, and then wait until you confirm the news and then make 50 million." The other party said.

Ding Peng was so happy that he said, "You know that 50 million is not a small amount. I want to see if the information you provide is worth so much."

"Believe me, it's worth it."

"explain."

"I want money."

"Okay, give me the account."

The person opposite provided an account.

Ding Peng directly sent someone to transfer 50 million.

When the other party confirmed that he received the money, he said: "A dilapidated house in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto."

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone directly.

Without saying a word, Ding Peng called the Kyoto Police Department directly. After contacting Ge Ming, he asked him to track down the phone number just now.

Ge Ming and his group were so excited that they hurriedly asked the technician to follow him. The final answer was that the phone number did not belong to the country, but was a number from the United States.

Ding Peng was a little confused at this moment.

Not in China? It seems that the other party has been on guard for a long time. This matter must have something to do with the person who called just now. Seeing so much money, he was thinking about making a fuss, selling the killer, and then getting the money.

Maybe this person is the killer.

Ge Ming thought about it and transferred two technicians and three policemen to Ding Peng to protect Ding Peng and Ding Manrou all the time. In addition, the person behind him will definitely call his other half of the money. At that time, the technician will just track and locate the specific location directly.

On the other hand, the Kyoto Police Department directly dispatched more than 50 people and began to search according to this clue.

The small dilapidated house in the eastern suburbs, the middle-aged man felt scared for the first time.

Those who do their job have a very strange sixth sense, and he could vaguely feel that this place is no longer safe.

He simply packed his things, walked out of the room on a dark and windy night, and walked straight out of the village.

As long as he walks to the road and stops a taxi, he will be able to escape.

But just as he was about to reach the road, a beam of light suddenly came from the front.

"Stop, who?" the other party shouted.

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then calmed down and said, "The people in the village ahead."

"What are you doing so late?"

"Go to the city to have a drink with friends."

The two policemen in front came to him and shone him with flashlights. A thin policeman said, "Name."

"Zhao Si."

"ID card."

"I didn't bring it. What ID card should I bring when I have a drink in the city?"

The lean policeman stared into his eyes for a while and said, "Native?"

“Out of the country.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Do some small business.”

"What business?"

"Open a small shop."

"Oh? Just so happen to help us get a bag of cigarettes and leave."

The middle-aged man was stunned, but he didn't expect that the other party would ask him to get the cigarette.

He was reluctant to go, but after thinking about it, he still led the way silently. As he walked, his hand slowly reached into his waist.

"Where is your store?" asked the lean policeman.

The middle-aged man smiled and pointed forward, saying, "It's coming soon."

After turning a corner in front, the middle-aged man suddenly took his hand out of his waist, waved his hand at the two policemen and shot them twice, then ran away.

Although the two policemen were always on guard, they didn't expect that they had guns in their hands.

One was negligent, one of them was shot on the shoulder and the other was hit on the right chest.

The two of them whispered and all fell to the ground.

The thin policeman who had a shoulder injury hurriedly took out the intercom and said, "There is a situation, Fat Long and I were attacked and asked for support."

Not long after, reinforcements arrived, but the killer had lost sight.
Chapter completed!