At this time, the village chief's wife was holding the walkie-talkie and shrunk in the corner, and she was very pleasantly surprised to receive a call from Qin Mu. She hurried to inquire about Qin Mu's situation, and told Qin Mu that she didn't dare to go out with her son, and always felt that she was about to get the same way to die as the village chief.

After hearing her words, Qin Mu wanted to stabilize the emotions of the mother and son as soon as possible, and after he explained the situation to the mother and son, he comforted the two of them. Just as Qin Mu was thinking about how to tell them the rescue plan, the screams of the village chief's son suddenly appeared on the other end of the intercom, followed by the sound of various noisy items colliding. Qin Muxin couldn't scream, he hurriedly closed his mouth, put the walkie-talkie close to his ear and listened carefully to the movement over there. The sound of mixed footsteps and kicking the door kept coming out, and Qin Mu had a bad premonition in his heart, he was not very sure that it was "that group of people" who came, and there were more than one or two.

At this time, the situation on the village chief's side was in chaos, just as the mother and son were talking to Qin Mu, a group of uninvited guests broke into the door, the village chief's wife was older and her reaction was slower, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the group of people at the door, and she was so frightened that she almost fainted. When the village chief's son snatched the walkie-talkie in his mother's hand and was about to speak, the group of people rushed over and held him, and the walkie-talkie was sent to the edge of the sofa. Qin Mu was tortured on the other end of the walkie-talkie, the scene was too chaotic, Qin Mu couldn't hear the voice over there, "Damn." He grumbled under his breath. After a long while, the sound of the walkie-talkie gradually returned to clarity, but he did not dare to speak, just listened quietly. At this time, he clearly heard a miserable scream from the mother and son, and there was no movement for a long time, only the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Qin Mu understood in his heart, but he didn't want to admit that the mother and son were killed by that group of people. Qin Mu put down the walkie-talkie in despair and horror, his mind went blank. When the key person died, the clue was broken again, and the identity of that group of people was even more impossible to find. Qin Mu secretly guessed in his heart that if nothing else, these people should have something to do with the death of the village chief. He stood up silently, ready to leave the room and go to the bureau. At this time, there was a sudden coughing sound on the other end of the walkie-talkie, and he hurriedly ran back to hold his breath and gently picked up the walkie-talkie.

"I've cleaned it up, so what's next?

"Hey, of course it's going to be silenced, and leaving one person behind is leaving a threat. Won't those leak then?"

Then there was another sound of footsteps, and the men didn't seem to notice the walkie-talkie in the crack of the couch, as if they were leaving. Qin Mu took a deep breath at this time, things had already developed to a place that he did not expect, did these people still want to continue? Qin Mu was even more sure that the village chief's secrets were definitely more than these, otherwise how could those people be so easily extinguished. But what made him uncomfortable was that the behavior of those who didn't know where to come could be so despicable, and now all his previous plans had been frustrated. Now there are more and more suspicious points, and it is a mess. He began to calm down and think about it carefully, the death of the village chief, the people who followed the village chief's wife before, and the people who are now extinguished. Qin Mu decided to start a new round of planning.

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