The weapon by the pillow

Chapter 81 Zhang Maqiang

Two high-definition close-up shots show a key and a woman in black.

The key was made of brass; it was very thin and small.

The woman was a dead body, her face blurred and her wounds gruesome!

[Exclusive Report! Shooting and Death on the Set of an International Blockbuster Film! Mysterious Woman Shot Dead, Strange Brass Key Found Among Her Belongings! Prop Mishap or Real Crime?]

The article, written in a highly sensational tone, describes the "accident" that occurred this morning in a tunnel at a suburban film studio, emphasizing the chaos, the international star's shock, the hasty police intervention, and most importantly—"a strangely shaped brass key of unknown origin found on the deceased." The article includes numerous photos of the chaotic scene and these two close-ups, suggesting that the key may be connected to "unknown secrets." At the end, the author expresses deep concern, urging the police to quickly investigate the truth and provide an explanation to the public, while questioning the police's handling of the situation at the scene.

It serves as a channel for entertainment news, the essence of social news, and the hook for suspense novels.

That's a very professional operation.

This top entertainment news story, published by a top reporter from Jiangzhou, kept an elderly man with white hair reading for a full three minutes.

Within three minutes, he received three text messages from three different numbers:

"Everyone has been evacuated and is heading to the park in different directions."

"We got the key, and all five people have been released by blending in with the actors."

"The Chin Siu-ho case needs to be retried; it is recommended to cut it short."

This is a very secluded road on the commercial vehicle heading to the West City Logistics Park, with no other cars on it.

"We've shaken off their tails, sir," the bespectacled driver added.

"What's the point of shaking them off?" the old man sighed. "I think they probably know where we're going."

"Don't worry... The logistics park is so big, and there are so many of us, what are we afraid of!" The driver said dismissively.

"No! Stop and turn back..." the old man suddenly commanded.

"Why?" The woman sitting in the back, who had been resting with her eyes closed, sat up straight upon hearing this.

She was very surprised.

"Leaving there... was the worst possible option!" the old man said. "It was the worst-case scenario, made after our men were suddenly captured and that young man took the key! But now... the situation has changed!"

"You mean... we're in control now, and the best strategy is to remain calm and wait for things to change, right?" The woman thought for a moment, then asked another question, "The police are already suspicious of that place! I have a feeling that policewoman has a peculiar eye!"

"It's poisonous! Then let's keep her from causing trouble! You've already put Yang Hong in power, so you should hold onto this rein and make sure she closes the case as soon as possible, restoring justice to Jiangzhou!" The old man smiled. "Afang, if necessary, you should personally step in and put some pressure on that young girl..."

"Sir...are you really going back?" The driver in front had already slowly come to a stop.

"Stop nagging! Just go back!" the fourth man in the passenger seat said fiercely.

"Yes, let's go back and launch a surprise attack! Maybe..." The old man glanced at the tablet and said meaningfully:

"Perhaps we might even receive an unexpected surprise!"

"Then I'll get out of the car and interrogate those guys to see what really happened downstairs at the apartment building this morning. Who orchestrated this whole anti-arrest drama!" Ah Fang said, standing up. "If it really was that dreamer, I want to arrest him so you can investigate him... I heard he went to the park in his pajamas, ugh!!"

"Go ahead!" the old man exclaimed, emboldened. "Even if you get the key and it's not of much use, don't kill him!"

"Okay, I'll just mess him up... hahaha..."

With a soft laugh, the woman got out of the car.

...

Chen Ming deeply regretted not taking out his police ID from his pocket before exchanging clothes with Cheng Tan.

Now, he has even lost his identity.

This is the largest commercial and logistics park in Jiangzhou, the Chengxi Logistics Park.

But he could only hide in the shadows like a mouse, observing the movements of a black car without license plates.

This is a secluded corner where discarded shipping containers are piled up.

Chen Ming leaned against a rusty shipping container wall, panting heavily.

The phone is still there, but the battery is only 10% full.

He dared not easily turn on his phone to make a call, as he was unsure if the other party had any means to track his signal.

That was really close.

Following the instructions, he arrived near the logistics park, but wandered around aimlessly for a long time without finding anything.

Just as he was about to give up and find a place to charge his phone, he suddenly felt like he was being watched.

On a road inside the park, a gray bread truck that was originally parked on the side of the road slowly started up after he passed by and followed at a distance.

Chen Ming was startled.

Who was the other person? He wasn't sure.

But the most urgent task is to get rid of the tail.

He quickened his pace and turned into a narrow alley between a row of warehouses. The bread cart followed him in.

Chen Ming started jogging, using the corners of the warehouse and the stacked goods as cover, constantly changing direction.

He wasn't afraid of playing tag with the police.

The trackers were clearly not amateurs. Although the van couldn't drive into the narrow alley, two people quickly got out and followed on foot.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Chen Ming realized he had been careless and plunged headlong into the abandoned container storage area.

It was like a steel maze, with containers stacked on top of each other and narrow, winding passages. He finally managed to shake off the footsteps behind him after many twists and turns.

But he also trapped himself here.

With my back against the shipping container, I tried to calm my breathing and listened intently.

The stalker didn't seem to follow us in? Or... is he waiting for him somewhere?

Chen Ming wiped the sweat from his face. Captain Cheng had been suspended, and Cheng Tan was nowhere to be found.

He felt a wave of helplessness.

What should we do now? Go out? We might walk right into a trap. Stay here? My phone's dead, I'll be exhausted sooner or later anyway.

No, we can't give up.

He had to find a way to figure out what was going on in this logistics park.

He forced himself to calm down, began to observe his surroundings, moved carefully, and tried to push open the container door.

After trying a few, he pushed open the door of a blue shipping container.

The door wasn't locked and opened with a creak.

A faint chemical smell wafted over.

Chen Ming covered his mouth and nose, fanned the air in front of him with his hand, and waited for the dust to settle slightly before sticking his head inside.

The inside of the container was dark, but with the faint light from the doorway, he could tell that it wasn't empty.

There were some things scattered on the ground near the door.

Several dark-colored work clothes crumpled up and stained.

Several empty mineral water bottles and compressed biscuit packaging bags.

A cigarette box that has been crushed.

And... a short section of transparent plastic tubing, one end of which was connected to a deflated metal gas cylinder.

Chen Ming was pleasantly surprised.

He recognized those gas canisters! Police equipment sometimes includes miniature anesthetic gas or tear gas canisters!

But it looks smaller.

He carefully used his foot to pry open the work clothes, revealing a glittering silver underneath.

It is a wireless communication headset that has been turned off.

And... half a torn-up photo.