Jiang Ting backhanded his elbow, hit the middle of his ribs, knocked the person back half a step, and sighed coldly. But this man was obviously a veteran fighting man who was accustomed to pain. Jiang Ting had just turned around when the other party swooped on him again and pushed him hard against the wall.
This mutually suppressing posture made their bodies stick tightly together, and the heat on each other's strong muscles heated up without reservation.
Jiang Ting raised his head slightly to avoid his breath, and said softly, "... Officer Yan."
The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched, almost touching Jiang Ting's lips and asked, "What's the matter, which little girl did you sleep with and brought your husband?"
Jiang Ting: "..."
Then just listen to the bang behind the bushes! With a sound, the baseball cap jumped over the wall to catch up.
Jiang Ting moved, but was suppressed by Yan Xun faster and harder. The two faced each other for half a second. Jiang Ting had no choice but to raise his chin out of the bushes, raised his eyebrows and made a "please" mouth.
Yan Yan got his wish.
"Stay and don't move." Yan Yan patted him on the shoulder with a smile in his voice, then turned around and got out of the bushes.
clap la la-
The bushes swayed along with Yan Yan's footsteps, and the baseball cap turned back. Before the sentence "Who" was finished, he was kicked in the chest and almost flew up, bang bang! The half-collapsed flower bed was knocked down with a loud bang.
The baseball cap was suddenly attacked, and he was in shock and anger. He stumbled to his feet in pain: "Which way is your brother, why are you blocking my way?!"
Yan Xun didn't answer, and flew up, only to see the other party scolding "Grass!", he took out the dagger, and Xueliang Hanguang stabbed it in the head!
This is the real action. The baseball cap has obviously been practiced, and a few knife lights almost slashed past Yan Yan's face. Fortunately, Yan Xun was fast. He had not lost all the powerful skills he had acquired in beating thieves, robbers, drug dealers, and even colleagues over the past ten years. Gap picked up half a brick from the side of the collapsed flower bed, and slammed it down with a savage punch.
The baseball cap turned and dodged, and the brick smashed to pieces on the ground against his scalp. At the critical moment, the baseball cap clenched its teeth, and the tip of the knife stabbed at Yan Yan's throat, slap! With a loud bang, Yan Yan grabbed his wrist, twisted it and dislocated it, grabbed the dagger, and threw it several meters away.
The baseball cap forced a few words between his teeth: "Which way are you from, do you know whose business you are blocking?!"
Yan Yan smiled modestly, and took out the handcuffs: "Well, I am the glorious people's policeman in legend."
Unexpectedly, the baseball cap was stunned for a while, but instead of showing timidity, there was a ruthless look on his face. Yan Yan subconsciously felt bad, but it was really too fast at that time-I saw the baseball cap put one hand into the inner pocket of the jacket, and then took out the gun!
boom!
·
The sound of gunfire echoed in the alley for a long time.
In the cab of a black SUV in the distance, a young man in a leather jacket, full of short boots, with most of his face blocked by sunglasses, retracted his binoculars and said softly, "They started fighting, and the target was hiding behind the bushes at the scene. What now? manage?"
Only the signal rustled in the Bluetooth headset, and after a few seconds, a long male voice came out:
"Do it clean."
The young man said, "I understand, brother." Then he pulled the handbrake.
Yan Yan rolled on the ground one hundredth of a second before the sound of the gunshot, and got up quickly. This reaction was almost god-level. As soon as he raised his head, smoke and dust curled up in front of him, and the bullet hit the ground with a deep pit two fingers wide.
The baseball cap got up and ran without saying a word.
"Fuck!" Yan Yan drew his gun and chased after him, shouting, "Don't stop and shoot!"
The baseball cap turned a deaf ear and rushed out of the alley like a fly. Yan Yan followed closely behind, reluctantly, the two chased back and forth for hundreds of meters, and when they were about to rush out of this twisty alley, a sudden swish on the cross road in front of them—rushed out of an SUV, almost touching him. Yan Yan's toes pushed him back in an instant.
"Walk without looking #@￥..." The driver's scolding gradually faded away.
After just a few seconds of delay, the baseball cap disappeared in front of him, and he couldn't catch up.
"Fuck!" Yan Yan cursed, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey Ma Xiang, a suspicious person was found attacking the police with a gun at No. 52 Zhongzheng Road in the South Lane of Sanmao Street. 1.85 meters and 90 kilograms in weight, white undershirt and black hat, speed up the blockade of the area, and immediately start the investigation!"
Ma Xiang paled in shock: "Lying in a trough, here we are!"
Yan Yan hung up the phone, put the gun back in the holster, and walked back slowly. Jiang stopped calling in the shade of a tree, saw him coming, hung up the phone and stood there, raised his chin slightly, and looked at him quietly.
Jiang Ting has a medium stature, but he is accustomed to looking at people from a slightly downward angle - no matter how well he has experienced the past and disguised his words and appearances, the smallest details such as eyes and actions are hard to deceive.
The two looked at each other at a distance of two or three meters, and neither said a word to each other. After a while, Yan Yan asked, "Can you answer me a question?"
Jiang Ting said, "You ask."
The alley was very quiet in the afternoon, and the sirens were faint in the distance, getting closer and closer.
Yan Yan said seriously: "Actually, you're sleeping with someone else's mother, or else you'll make your cheap son so angry that he even takes out his gun?"
Jiang Ting: "..."
The police car roared and stopped abruptly at the entrance of the alley, and more than a dozen city police officers rushed towards them.
Yan Yanyi: "What's your expression, I'm teasing you."
As he said that, he took out the sunglasses hanging from the collar of his shirt and threw them at Jiang Ting.
·
The baseball cap rushed out of the street corner, almost knocking over two girls holding umbrellas. He didn't even have time to look at it, so he ran across the road, leaving the girl's "crazy" scolding far behind.
The siren seemed to appear and disappear, suddenly near and far, in all directions for a while, as if no direction was safe. The baseball cap rested on his knees and panted for a while, trying to call his employer, but the constant reminders that the caller had turned off made him angry. When there was nothing else to do, suddenly a black SUV speeded up, and the window lowered a slit, revealing the face of a young man who was mostly covered by sunglasses:
"Fan Si?"
The baseball cap seems to be amnesty: "Yes, yes, you are here to meet..."
The young man said concisely: "Get in the car."
"Report, report, someone witnessed the suspect running by outside the main entrance of the China Construction Bank at the intersection of Middle Ring Road and Mingguang Road. His body shape and appearance are basically consistent with the description. Send a car to the place immediately!"
The walkie-talkie stabbed, and Ma Xiang shouted, "Understood!" Then he nodded to the policeman driving in the front row.
The police car started back with a bang, and the city police officers in the car were armed and ready to stand.
No one noticed in the rear-view mirror, a black SUV brushed the police car and sped away in the opposite direction.
Fan Si was panting in the back seat, and Gululu gulped down a large gulp of water: "What's your brother's name?"
The young man just drove as if he didn't hear it at all. It wasn't until Fan Si repeated the question that he spit out two words: "Ajie."
"Where are we going?"
The man who claimed to be Applejack didn't answer immediately, "Have you finished your work?"
"Damn, the idea is so stubborn, and there is a note in the middle! I don't know if it's true or not, I don't think he's serious, he doesn't look like a real policeman..."
Ajie said lightly: "You have been seen, the boss said to send you to Gongzhou to avoid the limelight."
Fan Forty was very angry and frustrated, and muttered indistinctly afterward. Ajie didn't talk to him, the chiseled face behind the sunglasses showed no expression, he just stared at the road ahead, and only when he got out of the city center and got on the viaduct, did Fan Si mumble, "I need more. For four or five hours, you should sleep first."
Fan Si felt bored, agreed, and leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes.
He didn't really sleep either. As the vehicle bumped, he opened his eyelids from time to time and watched the movement on the driver's seat.
However, the young man named Ajie was taciturn and seemed to have no interest in other people's affairs at all. He only knew how to concentrate on driving without even glancing at him from the rearview mirror.
After getting off the viaduct and getting on the inter-provincial expressway, after driving for about an hour, the vehicle suddenly stopped on the side of the road. Fan Si pretended to have just woken up, rubbed his eyes and stretched, only to see Ajie pull out the keys and get out of the car, without turning his head, he said, "Let the water go."
Fan Si drank such a large bottle of water when he got in the car, and he couldn't hold it any longer, so he followed him down and stood in the grass, and he was released.
"Brother," Fan Si's heavy vigilance lightened a little, he took the initiative to take out a cigarette case to salute one, and said with a smile, "I'm not lucky this time, I lost my hand, and you are exhausted to make such a trip. Do you know? Knowing how long the boss wants me to hide in Gongzhou, will the balance be paid?"
Applejack took the cigarette but didn't light it, and asked, "Did she tell you who she was going to kill?"
Fan Si said: "Hey, how can the customer's matter be so clearly stated, it is enough to know that there is business."
"How much is the balance left?"
Fan Si made a two, and extended five more fingers.
Applejack said slowly, "It's cheap."
Fan Si was taken aback.
"It's too cheap to buy his life at this price and add a zero at the end."
"Huh? Then... "
"But buying yours," Applejack laughed, "it's too expensive."
Fan Si looked at his smile, only to feel a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and the instinct formed by licking blood with a knife all the year round suddenly sounded the alarm, causing him to take two steps back.
But it was too late.
He only felt a flower in front of him, the wind was howling, and he was kicked by the young man in reverse, and the whole person slammed into the rock. The last sound that sounded in his ears was a click of Kara. He didn't know it was his back ribs. He only felt the blood rushing out from the throat and between the teeth.
"You... day you... ancestor..."
Ajie came over, squatted down, and looked at Fan Si steadily, as if a little regretful.
"You really shouldn't take this private bill," he said.
- That was the last sentence Fan Si heard in this world.
The young man who claimed to be Ajie grabbed Fan Si's throat with one hand, and in his eyes mixed with anger and horror, he made a little effort - Kaza! The larynx was broken at the sound, and it was so crisp that it was heart-wrenching.
Fan Si's head was bent at a paradoxical angle, and his eyes were fixed on the murderer.
Ajie closed his eyelids for him with gentle movements, and then carried Fan Si, who was completely devoid of anger, into the trunk of the car.
·
"Okay, I see. Continue monitoring along the way. Call support immediately after finding the target. Be careful that the other party has a gun in his hand."
Yan Yan pressed the walkie-talkie with one hand, and the chief forensic doctor Gou Li with the other hand, carefully extracted the suspect's DNA from the slits of his fingernails.
"Report to Deputy Yan," the technical investigator held the bullet in the evidence bag with a frustrated expression: "The bullet has no rifling, it is a home-made gun, and it should be the kind that is very delicate and mature. We will return to the bureau later. Compare it again, but there should be no more discoveries.”
Yan Yan nodded and waved to indicate that he knew.
"What's the matter? This time," Gou Li asked while carefully tickling his hand with a cotton swab, "What kind of ghost did your old man bump into? You can run into armed robbers while walking on the road in broad daylight?"
Yan Yan said: "Didn't you hear me when I reported to Bureau Wei, our people's police, when the road was uneven, I drew a knife to help, how did I know that I ran into someone with a gun on my back?"
"What about the unlucky victim?"
"Run away early."
Gou Li tutted twice, slapped Yan Yan's hand, and teased: "Okay! - Fortunately, your nails are long enough, you haven't cut them in a few days, or I'll take you on the way later. Do a manicure to satisfy Yan Fu, your pink girlish heart hidden in your soul?"
Yan Yan: "No, your tonnage makes it impossible for me to squeeze into the same car with you."
Gou Li: "..."
Just at this time, the intern Xiaosui, who was sent to buy lunch, was urged to come back. Yan Yan stopped the other party and couldn't help but grabbed two bags of eggs, cakes and ham. Brother ate for you, no thanks."
Gou Li picked up the brick and was about to rush to fight him desperately, but was stopped by the forensic doctors cuddling with each other, Yan Xun took the opportunity to run back to the car.
Yan Yan slammed the car door and turned around.
In the large leather back seat of Phaeton, Jiang Ting put his hands on his thighs, it was a very gentle sitting position, and the lower half of his face behind the sunglasses was deeply white.
His side face was beside the one-sided opaque car window, showing a delicate and stiff texture.
Yan Yan glanced at him for a moment, Jiang Ting didn't change his face and looked back. After a while, Yan Yan threw him a bag of eggs and cakes, and said, "Eat, you can work when you're full."
"What?"
Yan Yan ripped off the plastic bag and took a big bite of the fried fresh and crispy ham sausage, and said vaguely: "Ma Xiang just came to the news, the witness was on the Central Ring Road at about 12:10 noon. The suspect was seen hurriedly running past the gate of China Construction Bank. Five minutes later, the police car arrived, but it was empty. The surveillance cameras were all guarded along the way, and the traffic police and security brigade were all on board. So far, no trace of the suspect has been found.”
Jiang Ting ate slowly and listened to his narration without any reaction.
"It was close to twelve o'clock when I approached the suspect, and the shortest distance from here to CCB is 2 kilometers, which means that the suspect's escape speed is about 200 meters per minute. According to this value, one kilometer of the surrounding area of CCB is about 200 meters per minute. The best search area, but the police blocked Zhongzheng Street to Mingguang Road, Jinyuan Road and even the entrance of the viaduct, and even dug three feet of soil on the ground, but found nothing.”
Yan Yan paused and stared at Jiang Zing:
"What do you do now, eh? You analyze it?"
Jiang Ting took a small bite of ham in Yan Yan's burning sight, chewed it cleanly, and then said plainly: "I am a common man, and I don't know how to solve cases. What can I analyze."
"Yo, they came to kill you, you don't care at all?"
Jiang Ting said, "Because I care, I can't make random analysis. It must be handled by professionals."
Yan Yan was choked by his flawless answer.
Jiang Ting took another bite of the ham, chewed it slowly, and sipped the soy milk on his lips with his tongue. It was only a half-second detail, Yan Yan's eyelids suddenly jumped a few times and looked away:
"According to your attitude, there should be a lot of people who want your life, right?"
Jiang Ting said, "Just get used to it."
Yan Yan: "…"
Jiang Ting's eating appearance was the same as his usual behavior, gentle and elegant, as if no one else was there. Yan Xun watched him bite the ham in the egg pie in small bites. He turned his eyes away and back, turned away and back, and panned back and forth several times. : "Can you stop eating ham like this?"
Jiang Ting: "?"
"Can you stop eating ham like this in front of people in the future?"
"..." Jiang Ting asked back, "How do you think it should be eaten?"
Yan Yan turned his head, turned his back to Jiang Ting, and sat upright in the driver's seat. After a few minutes, he turned his face back, Jun's face was expressionless, as if the inexplicable conversation just now had never happened:
"It's better than this, let's talk about other things. - A plastic factory, a series of big explosions, the fire scene has reached a major level of combustion; how can a person who rushed into the fire field escape without injury?"
"Since you don't want to analyze the whereabouts of the gun suspect, it's okay, let's discuss this mystery."
Jiang Ting's movements were stagnant for 0.1 seconds, then he swallowed the last bite of the egg and filled the cake, put the garbage in a paper bag, carefully wiped his fingers one by one with the provided wet tissue, the whole set of movements did not contain any smoke, and then stretched out his hand. to open the door.
click!
Yan Yan locked the car.
The two looked at each other, Yan Yan smiled and asked, "Can you go, Mr. Lu?"