Lao Liu cried and slowly put down the gun. Lao Wang comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, just shoot at the forehead and it's done."
"You're done!" Old Liu said, "Blood and brains splashed all over me. I have so much psychological shadow that I have to shoot myself."
"Oh, who can you blame for your bad luck!"
"Two, two!" Yan Ju said, "Do we have to die to solve the problem? I want to ask, how much surgery fee do you still have!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
"That is 500,000 yuan, so, I will communicate with the hospital back and ask the hospital to pay half, which is 250,000 yuan! This 250,000 yuan is divided into two halves, our police donate half to you, and then the rest Half of you and your children will bear the burden on your own, is this all right?"
The two old men looked at each other and said, "Are you really willing to pay this money?"
"I'm a policeman, I can lie to you, I can do what I say!"
Lao Liu shed tears, "Forget it, let's die, as if we were drawing this money."
"Don't don't, just take it for our sake. The problem of money is easy to solve. There are hundreds of people in the public security bureau, and it is enough for one person to donate a few hundred. This is really not a problem! It's better to die than to live. You see this year. It's only over sixty, and some work!"
Lao Wang looked at Lao Liu, the two of them hesitated, and slowly walked over to the strict situation, and said, "I must put down the gun for you to solve it, okay?"
Lin Qiupu, who watched this scene behind the door, squeezed a sweat. The air seemed to freeze. The strict situation slowly approached while speaking comforting words. Recently, he walked in front of Lao Liu and took the pistol from his hand. The bullet was quickly backed out.
Strict Bureau breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hurry up and go back to the ward!"
"No... Didn't you catch us?" Old Wang asked.
"You are not criminals, go back, how cold this building is!" Strictly said kindly.
"Thank you, comrade police!"
The incident was finally resolved safely. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and got into Lin Qiupu's car, put a cigarette in a comfortable place, and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. If it weren't for this gun, we might not have to come forward."
Lin Qiupu checked the gun, "This is indeed one of the missing guns... shall we talk to the hospital now?"
"What can I do, I'm going back."
"Didn't you just say..."
"Oh, that was for them. I don't say that. Can he put down the gun?"
Lin Qiupu looked at the old teacher in disbelief, "Mr. Yan, this... this is not so good. Their problem has not been solved, what should I do if they jump off the building or take poison afterwards?"
"That is the responsibility of the hospital, it has nothing to do with us." Strict Bureau said coldly.
"I'll talk to the hospital!"
"Come back!" The strict bureau stopped him, realizing that he was too cold, and he slowed down, "Xiao Lin, you are still too young, and you have experienced few things. I have encountered dozens of suicides every year. The ninety-nine is all for money. Do I always pay out of my pocket to help them solve it? In that case, whenever a patient looks down on the disease, he will play a suicide scene. What has become of our police, is it a public welfare organization?"
"But, since you agreed, let's say they are so pitiful."
"What is the ultimate goal of the negotiation?"
"Resolve the crisis!"
"You remember very clearly. Besides, now that medicine is so advanced, not everyone can afford this kind of financial burden. If all people receive unlimited treatment, any country will go bankrupt. It's their own business to not be able to pay for medical expenses. , We are just here to resolve the crisis, not to solve the fundamental problem for them! I know this is a bit cruel, but this is our job! Okay, don’t have the psychological burden, let’s drive!"
Lin Qiupu felt very uncomfortable. He was reticent all the way. After returning to the bureau, he went to say hello to the director of the bureau. Lin Qiupu returned to his office and sent a message to the second team, "Donate to the two old people!"
Someone replied: "Isn't the strict rule saying that donation is unnecessary?"
Lin Qiupu stubbornly replied: "If I say donate, I have to donate, more than two hundred per person!"
Everyone didn't dare to complain, and they transferred money over one after another. Among them, there was a thousand yuan donated by Chen Shi. In the end, there was probably more than 30,000 yuan, which is really a drop in the bucket.
Lin Qiupu asked someone to send the money to the elderly, and asked his subordinates to communicate with the hospital to see if it didn't work, then forget it, and see if he could help them through online fundraising.
After doing this, he finally felt more comfortable psychologically. The police really couldn't solve the fundamental problems of society. This was just a little bit of kindness from him as an individual.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was time for a bite of dinner. The dinner table was sternly chatting and laughing, and mingling with the second team of criminals, Lin Qiupu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, eating silently without talking.
Strict Bureau is temporarily stationed in the task force, responsible for responding to various critical situations. After all, there is no better negotiator in the city. He has rich experience and has handled hundreds of kidnapping and suicide cases.
During these busy days, the afternoon was unexpectedly calm. There was no call to the police, and no gunshots came from the city.
Captain Bi of the third team analyzed that the first batch of Lengtouqing who got the gun and tested the gun has almost been caught, and the next one is the most dangerous batch. They have guns on their bodies and they have people to kill in their hearts. They may be Look for opportunities to kill.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, an alarm phone called, saying that a shooting incident occurred in a middle school and two students were shot. Everyone was surprised when they heard the news, but they didn't expect it would happen on campus.
A large number of police officers immediately dispatched and came to the school. It was the summer vacation and most of the students did not come to class. Only the second year of high school took over from the third year of high school. It was mandatory for the school to enter the school.
Teachers and school workers are evacuating students. A teacher led the way while explaining the situation. The gunman was a high school student named Wang Xu. The child’s situation was complicated. His father had been sentenced for robbery before, and his mother had no serious work. Very bad, but every time I look for my parents and my mother refuses to come, it seems that he doesn't care about his school situation at all.
Strictly asked: "Where is the student who was shot?"
"One is called Liu Dong and the other is called Ma Fei. Both are students in my class. Liu Dong was shot in the chest and he has been sent for first aid. Ma Fei is now in the classroom and seems to have been shot. Wang Xu is also there. In the classroom... I don't understand, where he got the real gun, it's terrifying."
"When was the shot fired?"
"In the third class, I heard two bangs before running, and saw Liu Dong lying outside the classroom with blood all over his body. The children were frightened and ran out."
Strictly made a gesture to tell other policemen not to step forward, and came to the door of the classroom. The door was closed. He knocked a few times and said, "Wang Xu, I am a policeman. I want to talk to you. Let me go in? "
There was no sound inside, the curtains of the classroom were pulled, and the strict rules put his ear to the door to listen. He heard a boy crying, and it seemed that the kidnapped was still alive...