"Xiao Luo, go and get some wire. The thicker the better, I'm afraid the rope won't be tied tightly. This thing is poisonous. Who knows if it will be contagious!" The middle-aged policeman tied the rope around and around.
But looking at the sharp nails on Yang Mingshan's hands, he couldn't help but feel worried.
Yang Mingshan struggled like a wild animal and kept hitting the iron door. The iron door almost shook. Fortunately, the iron door was still solid enough.
"Xiao Zhang, hurry up and follow me to find the other two. You must control it, otherwise if it happens, you will be in trouble." The middle-aged policeman said anxiously.
"Okay." Police Officer Xiao Zhang quickly left the health center through another door.
"Doctor, please take care of this damn thing and don't let anyone loosen it." The middle-aged police officer turned around and warned.
"Don't worry." The doctor at the health center said.
When the middle-aged police officer and Xiao Zhang walked out of the health center, the middle-aged police officer asked: "Which one is the farmer brother who sent the patients to the health center?"
"Here we are. We are from the Xinqiao Brigade of Dashui Commune." Zhu Guohua walked out.
"Where are the other two wounded?" the middle-aged police officer asked.
"Tian Jiayu is dead. He is in the tractor trailer," Zhu Guohua said.
"Where's the other one?" the middle-aged police officer then asked.
"The other one is the secretary of our Xinqiao Brigade, named Yang Fu'an. He was here just now. I don't know where he has gone now." Zhu Guohua looked around, but Yang Fu'an had disappeared.
"Oops!" The middle-aged police officer's scalp tightened. If this thing cannot be found in time, once it happens, it will be in big trouble. A blind person is in such trouble. If he is not blind, the danger will be great. The key is that he can't be beaten to death.
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Zhu Guohua loudly asked the frightened Yang Mingquan: "Mingquan, have you seen Secretary Fu'an?"
Yang Mingquan shook his head blankly.
Zhu Guohua knew that asking Yang Mingquan was useless. What else could he notice in his current state?
Zhu Congming said: "I saw the secretary here just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye."
"Xiao Zhang, go and tie up that body too, be careful, who knows whether this ghost thing will be the same as the previous one." the middle-aged policeman ordered.
"Master, don't worry. Leave this to me." Officer Zhang nodded.
The middle-aged police officer waved to Zhu Congming: "You know the person, come with me to find him. We must find the person, otherwise if something happens, you will not be able to get away with it."
Zhu Congming and others immediately panicked. Zhu Congming said with a sad face: "Comrade Public Security, we don't know that they have such a strange disease. If we knew, we wouldn't dare to send them to the town."
Zhu Congming was afraid of going to jail because they had sent the three wounded people to the town. If the wounded people they sent hurt someone in the town and caused great harm, would they go to jail for it?
"Stop talking nonsense, the most important thing now is to find someone," said the middle-aged police officer.
Yang Fu'an ran away. The reason why he ran away was because he was worried about being shot like Yang Mingshan. Yang Mingshan turned into a monster and would not die after being shot by a gun. However, he had not changed yet. He would definitely die after being shot by a gun. So when
After everyone's attention was focused on Yang Mingshan, he endured the severe pain in his crotch and ran away. As for whether he would harm others if he turned into a monster, he didn't think about it. He only thought about himself.
Your safety must not be caught by the police, otherwise you may be shot by the police.
Yang Fu'an couldn't run very fast because of a serious injury to his crotch.
The middle-aged police officer analyzed Yang Fu'an's possible escape direction based on where he stood before, and chose the most likely route to pursue him.
"Tell the people in your brigade to run in these directions and take a look. If you find someone, try to control him and try not to hurt him. He has poison on his body, and I'm worried that it will be contagious." said the middle-aged police officer.
"As long as we find Secretary Fu'an, we won't break the law, right?" Zhu Guohua asked.
"Yes, as long as you find the last injured person, you will not be held responsible. Otherwise, once things get serious, you will definitely have to bear the responsibility." The middle-aged police officer said.
At this time, Zhu Guohua and others were more active than the middle-aged police officers, and they all split up and started looking around.
Although Yang Fu'an had run out for a while, he was seriously injured after all. After running like this, the wound was about to burst, and blood that had turned into dark red was dripping from his crotch. Looking for Zhu Guohua and others
Provided clues.
Not long after walking, Zhu Guohua discovered the solidified blood dripping on the ground and shouted excitedly: "He ran this way!"
The middle-aged police officer ran up and took a look at the ground. He frowned when he saw the dark red blood. This man's blood had almost turned into the same black as the previous monster. He was afraid that there was not much time left before the onset of the attack. If it still happened
Failure to find and control the person in time will have disastrous consequences.
"Hurry up!" The middle-aged police officer waved his hand, and everyone immediately sped up.
Although Yang Fu'an came to the town more than once or twice, every time he came to the town, he hurriedly bought the necessary supplies, or sold some agricultural products, and then hurried home. The main street of the town was pretty good.
He was familiar with it, but he was very unfamiliar with some of the small alleys in the town. Yang Fuan had never been to the health center area. After walking into the alleys, he was like a headless fly scurrying around. Following the blood stains,
The Nian police officer led a group of people and chased him very fast. The distance seemed to be getting closer and closer.
"You can't run far. This is a dead end. He must still be in it. Follow me!" The middle-aged police officer looked in the direction of the blood stains with a smile on his face.
Yang Fu'an ran all the way and finally reached the end of the alley. When he saw that there was no way to go, he immediately turned pale. If he turned around now, he would definitely be chased by the police. Yang Fu'an really didn't want to die. He looked up at the blue sky.
I really want to curse God. When Yang Fu'an was about to walk back, he suddenly heard rapid footsteps from behind. There were quite a few people coming. Yang Fu'an looked around and saw that the wall of the alley was very high.
There was no way to get over it, and the door to the courtyard here seemed to be ajar.
Yang Fu'an hurriedly ran over and pushed the courtyard door with his hand. The heavy wooden door creaked open. This was a very grand-looking courtyard. It seemed that the people who lived here must have been wealthy families. Walking in, there was a
The yard paved with blue bricks is very smooth and clean.
"Follow us, this way! There is a dead end ahead of us, there is no place for him to run!"
Hearing the sound coming from behind, Yang Fu'an quickly stepped into the yard and bolted the door.
As soon as Yang Fu'an closed the door, the middle-aged police officer chased him with his men. He saw that the alley had reached the end, but he didn't see anyone.
The middle-aged police officer quickly looked at the courtyard, walked slowly over, and looked at the ground. Sure enough, he saw a few drops of fresh, dark red blood on the ground that had not yet solidified.
