"Boom, boom, boom!" A hurried knock on the door continued, and of course Song Ziqiang's cry was heard: "Mengling, open the door, I'm a father!"
Hearing Song Ziqiang’s voice, Zhang Ermao’s face showed an angry expression; when he heard his second uncle’s voice, Song Siyi looked blank. Now she doesn’t know if her second uncle will listen to her explanation, especially After listening to Liu Cuihua's narration, it was learned that Wang Youcai and others had also been arrested.
Hearing Song Ziqiang’s voice, Liu Cuihua’s expression was tense and frightened. She stretched out her little hand and stubbornly pulled Zhang Ermao's clothes corner; when she heard her father’s voice, the expression on Yang Mengling’s face seemed to be relaxed a lot. , But thinking of what Liu Cuihua said just now, and thinking that there were still a group of policemen upstairs, Yang Mengling hurriedly let Zhang Ermao and others get into her bedroom, hid first, and then slowly walked to the door of the living room. .
"Who!" Yang Mengling asked coldly with a somewhat angry voice.
"Mengling, it's me, daddy!" Song Ziqiang's anxious voice came from outside the door.
Indeed, Song Ziqiang is a little anxious now. After he handled Wang Youcai and others, when he was about to return to the "Imperial Court Garden", he received a call from his subordinates and the news was Zhang Ermao. He seemed to be back, and even suspected that Zhang Ermao had already got into his own home.
Thinking of the safety of his daughter Yang Mengling, thinking that the dog was forced to jump over the wall, even biting people, now Song Ziqiang is indeed a little anxious.
"Oh, it's Dad!" Yang Mengling opened the door, feeling a little nervous, but her face looked unusually calm.
"You damn girl, why did it take so long to open the door? Why did you keep the door locked!" Song Ziqiang said as he watched the expression on his daughter's face carefully.
"I... I'm sleeping!" Yang Mengling looked nervous and hurriedly lowered her head, turned and walked into the living room, for fear that her father would show something to her? Of course, he hurriedly averted the topic, and he was inquiring into his father's tone: "By the way, Dad, why did you come back so late, did you find the perpetrator of the car accident? Killed... The murderer who killed Zhiyuan brother caught him? Reached?"
"Don't worry about this
! A cold smile appeared on Song Ziqiang's face, and then with a big wave of his hand, a group of police officers rushed into the living room, holding guns in both hands, and watching everything in the living room carefully.
"Dad!" Seeing this posture, Yang Mengling looked surprised and shouted: "What are you doing? Why did you bring the police to the house, you guys... What are you doing with guns?" I was surprised. The call was loud, but it seemed a bit exaggerated. The police didn’t see it, but Song Ziqiang did. He seemed to understand that his daughter called out on purpose and wanted to inform some people in the living room. Case.
"Mengling, it's okay, Dad is just a little worried about your safety!" Song Ziqiang also said very loudly, as if he was also talking to some people hiding in the room.
"Dad, what do you mean!" Yang Mengling looked worried and angry.
"Mengling! Be good, stand by my father!" Song Ziqiang slowly walked to Yang Mengling's side, stretched out his hand to grab his daughter's arm, and then set his gaze on the door of his daughter's bedroom, suddenly a group of hands clenched. The policeman holding a gun slowly leaned forward.
"Dad, what are you doing!" As soon as a group of policemen slowly walked to the door of her bedroom, Yang Mengling seemed even more anxious and nervous, and the tears in her eyes were almost anxious: "You let them get out, who You are not allowed to enter my bedroom!"
Yang Mengling yelled anxiously, also very loudly. She wanted to tell Zhang Ermao that the police had been around the door of the bedroom, but her cry and the worried expression on her face made Song Ziqiang more sure of her inner thoughts. It was Zhang Ermao who really hid in his daughter's bedroom.
Yang Mengling yelled, struggling hard, but was pulled aside by Song Ziqiang. Song Ziqiang ignored his daughter, but said viciously to a group of his subordinates: "Zhang Ermao is vigorous and cruel. The methods are bad and the crimes are numerous. He has committed a heinous crime. If there is resistance, he will be killed on the spot!"
Everyone did not speak, but turned their heads and nodded heavily to Song Ziqiang. Then they opened their posture, stood in the formation, and prepared to break in. Suddenly the atmosphere in the living room seemed unusually tense, and Song Ziqiang stared at his daughter's bedroom. Door.
"No!" With an angry cry, Yang Mengling took advantage of her father's carelessness and grabbed the pistol from her father's hand. Then she rushed to her bedroom, turned her body and blocked it firmly. In front of the bedroom door.
"Go out, you all go out, or else... or I'll shoot
! "Yang Mengling's face was angry, tears flowed from her eyes, and of course she slowly raised her arm and pointed her muzzle at her head.
"Mengling, what are you doing? Don't do anything stupid!" Seeing that his daughter pointed the gun at his head, Song Ziqiang was also anxious and hurried up to grab the gun from Yang Mengling's hand. , But was drunk by Yang Mengling.
"Stop!" Yang Mengling looked at her father viciously: "Dad, don't come over, if you dare to take a step forward, I will die in front of you!"
"Don't, don't, Mengling! Don't do stupid things!" Song Ziqiang looked anxious, and hurriedly greeted his subordinates to retreat, and the tears in his eyes seemed to flow out: "Mengling, Put the gun down first, and discuss things with you. As long as Dad can do anything, I can promise you!"
Looking at her father’s anxious look, and at the tears shining in his father’s eyes, Yang Mengling also hesitated at this time, slowly lowering the muzzle against her head: "Dad, I beg you, Please let Zhang Ermao go! You all misunderstood him. Brother Zhiyuan was not killed by him, and the uncle was not killed by him. All this is a conspiracy of others!"
"Mengling, don't listen to Zhang Ermao's nonsense, she is lying to you, he is a murderous..." Song Ziqiang understands his daughter's feelings for Zhang Ermao. He wants to enlighten his daughter, but he doesn't want his daughter to be more The deeper the sinking, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted again by Yang Mengling.
"No, Zhang Ermao didn't tell lies, Siyi... Siyi is also in my bedroom, Siyi can prove everything!" Yang Mengling shouted viciously at her father with a look of anger.
"Siyi!" Thinking of Song Siyi, thinking of Song Siyi being with Zhang Ermao, and knowing the truth of the matter, Song Ziqiang was surprised and completely stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said to Yang Mengling: " Siyi is also in your bedroom, she is with Zhang Ermao!"
"Yeah, Siyi is also here, she also knows that Zhang Ermao was wronged, and Zhang Ermao didn't have any..."
"Okay, okay!" Song Ziqiang interrupted Yang Mengling's words: "Mengling, let Siyi and Zhang Ermao come out, I want to hear what Siyi said!"
"Really!" Yang Mengling looked surprised, her tears broke into a smile: "Dad, you can really listen to Zhang Ermao's explanation!"
"Of course, when did Dad lie to you? Besides, Dad is a policeman. If Zhang Ermao is really wronged, then Dad will certainly not embarrass him.
! Song Ziqiang walked to Yang Mengling's side with a smile on his face. After looking at his daughter, he raised his arm and knocked gently on the bedroom door: "Open your mouth, you must have heard me and Mengling's Dialogue, so you come out now! Explain things clearly, if it really has nothing to do with you, we will naturally not embarrass you! "
Zhang Ermao and others hiding in the bedroom of course heard the conversation between Song Ziqiang and Yang Mengling outside. Of course, Zhang Ermao also understood that Yang Mengling threatened her own father with her own life again for her own sake, so now Zhang Ermao's mood is even more intense. It's heavy.
"Brother Ermao, come out! My father will not embarrass you!" Yang Mengling said with tears, and then stepped aside, behind her father Song Ziqiang.
After a long time, the bedroom door opened gently, and Zhang Ermao walked out slowly, followed by a tearful Song Siyi and a nervous Liu Cuihua behind him.
As Zhang Ermao walked into the living room, Song Ziqiang raised his arms to protect his daughter behind him, and at the same time yelled, "Grab him!" A group of police officers standing in the living room hurriedly rushed up and put their hands in The gun was aimed at Zhang Ermao's head.
"Huh!" As soon as Zhang Ermao was caught, Song Ziqiang showed a triumphant smile on his face: "Don't think that your rhetoric can deceive everyone, even if you can deceive everyone, you don't want to deceive me!"
Indeed, Zhang Ermao didn't dare to escape, even less dared to do it. Thinking of Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua behind him, Zhang Ermao didn't dare to do it, so he could only grab it with his hands.
"Sister Mengling, you actually..." Looking at the nearly ten gunpoints in front of Zhang Ermao's head, Song Siyi was extremely angry, looking at Yang Mengling with a vicious look. In Song Siyi's view, perhaps his cousin was just and Song Ziqiang was in a group, and it was because she set up a trap with the goal of capturing Zhang Ermao alive.
"Siyi, I..." Yang Mengling was also extremely anxious, but did not answer Song Siyi's question, but slowly raised her arm and pointed the pistol at her father Song Ziqiang's head.
"You all put down your guns, or I'll shoot!" Yang Mengling firmly grasped her father's shoulder with one hand, and slammed the gun against the back of her father's head with the other.
"Mengling, you..." Song Ziqiang was extremely angry. He didn't expect that his daughter would point the gun at his head for a man: "You actually pointed a gun at me, you actually used a gun for Zhang Ermao. To my head, you dare to hold me hostage!"