He gained the calmness that a top agent needs most. Even in the face of great grief and self-blame, he forgot to check his mother's wounds first and send her to the hospital as quickly as possible. Now, he only knows how to cuddle up stupidly.
She hugged her mother tightly, letting the anger that had been hidden for a long time in her heart struggle furiously to be released.
"Qin Yuguan, you, what do you want to do!"
Seeing Qin Yuguan staring at blood-red eyes and walking toward one of the policemen who pulled out a gun with a ferocious look on his lips, a voice with pain, trembling but firm, stopped him: "Go and arrest him if you have the ability."
Those bastards, why are they showing off to their own people here?"
Turning his head sharply, Qin Yuguan saw the police car that had just come driving straight across the road. The door on the right side of the car was opened. A woman wearing a blue and white hospital gown was leaning on the seat with her hands on her hands.
On the lower abdomen, on the pale face, a pair of eyes half hidden under the bangs looked at him with deep pity. After seeing him turn his head, he said in an almost pleading tone: "Can you calm down first? Qin
Auntie's life or death is uncertain, so it's best to send her to the hospital first."
"It's you, Zhan Zhao. My mother, my mother, she..." Just like spring coming after snow, Qin Yuguan suddenly extinguished the murderous look in his eyes after hearing Zhan Zhao's last words, and lowered his head to look at his mother.
, big teardrops fell on her face, mixed with the drop of blood just now, and slowly slid down the corner of Song Lan's mouth.
Looking at Qin Yuguan who was like a helpless child, Zhan Zhao felt not only heart-wrenching pain, but also deep pity. She knew that Qin Yuguan was now in chaos at the critical moment of his mother's life, and she would never be able to survive again.
He was no longer the Qin Yuguan who was still talking and laughing to himself when facing a dozen gun-wielding killers.
Strong family affection is sometimes a kind of bond.
"Wang Dapeng, you and Xiaolu take Aunt Qin to the hospital immediately, you must be quick!" Zhan Zhao gave the order to Wang Dapeng, who had finally stood up with a grin on his face, and Xiaolu, who was a little stupid on one side, and then to a middle-aged soldier.
Officer Nian said politely: "Bureau Sun, please clear the way for them... please."
Director Sun is the director of the District Public Security Bureau of Wanghai District. He happened to report to Zhan Sansi at the Municipal Bureau today. After getting the news, his car was second only to Wang Dapeng who rushed to the scene. Although he did not know Zhan Zhao and Qin Yuguan
What is the relationship between them? But when I saw Director Sansi's daughter, the exhibition bureau of Jincheng District spoke to him in a begging tone, and he readily agreed: "Okay, I'll do it right away."
"Give me your aunt? Don't be stupid." Wang Dapeng touched the stunned Qin Yuguan dissatisfied, took Song Lan from his hand and called Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, turn around, let's go to the Armed Police Hospital."
"Hey..." Xiaolu agreed, jogging and jumping into a police car.
Listening to the sirens of the two police cars fading away, Qin Yuguan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked away from following the police cars away, and smiled at Zhan Zhao who was sitting in the car: "Xiao Zhao, thank you."
In the past, it was you, the little shrew, or Director Zhan, or Zhan Yumao. Suddenly, I heard this guy call me Xiao Zhao. This was the first time Qin Yuguan called her so affectionately, which made Zhan Zhao's face look slightly pale.
Two red clouds suddenly appeared, revealing the child's coy manner. Although he was seriously injured, the policemen who had admired his reputation for a long time were stunned.
"You should go back early. It's very windy outside. Don't worry about me." Qin Yuguan has now completely returned to his senses. He glanced at the gun in the hand of one of the policemen, hesitated to speak, and finally quickly got into the car.
Entering the police car in the green belt, with a heart-wrenching sound of tires scraping the road, I said goodbye to all the comrades in the police car, and rushed down the highway intersection like a flying car.
"Director Zhan, can he catch up with him alone?" A policeman sidestepped away from the splash of water from the police car driven by Qin Yuguan, and asked worriedly Zhan Zhao, who was still immersed in the sound of the small voice.
"Ah..." Zhan Zhao's face turned red again, and then he woke up from his rare tenderness. He thought for a moment and said, "It should be fine. If he can't accomplish it, we people can't even do it. However, for the sake of
To be on the safe side, I think I have to trouble you all to follow behind. After all, it is our police's responsibility to catch criminals."
Hearing Zhan Zhao's praise of Qin Yuguan, several of the policemen moved their mouths, and they seemed to want to refute. But when they thought about Wang Dapeng, who was known as a fierce man in the entire city bureau, they finally stayed honest.
Shut up. Because with the size and skill of this guy Wang Dapeng, he was put there with just one kick. People like them would definitely not be the same.
What does that extremely arrogant guy do? The murderous look in his eyes is so scary. With this deep question, all the police officers got into the car one after another, the sirens sounded again, and they quickly chased Qin Yuguan along the road.
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Seeing that the crowded road just now had all gone in an instant, Zhan Zhao covered the wound on his lower abdomen, shook his head with a trace of reluctance in his eyes and said, "Lao Li, let's go back too."
"Zhan Bureau, don't worry. I think that boy Qin Yuguan is not a good person. If those people mess with him, there will definitely be no good end for him. If Vice Mayor Zhan doesn't let you come, you will come here. However, it's lucky to have you."
A misunderstanding was avoided. Alas, what did that kid do before? He was like a tiger when he got angry...Okay, let's not talk anymore, I'll take you back to the hospital first." Lao Li treated the younger generation like an elder.
He said in a comforting tone to Zhan Zhao.
Well. Zhan Zhao nodded, and thought with a wry smile: Lao Li, what you said is the truth. Which of those guys from Longteng is a good person? But it is precisely because of this that people always feel sorry for them.
Worry...
"Headquarters, please check the current location of the signal with the mobile phone number 1386******xx. Also, please pay attention to a red BMW with the license plate Qi b0532xx. Please tell me as soon as you have any news."
." Qin Yuguan regretted that he had lost his mind just now and lost the best tracking opportunity. At the same time, he used the wireless communication device in the police car to request assistance from the headquarters and increased the speed of the police car to the limit along the highway.
After running straight along the road for more than ten minutes, the main station finally responded with a message saying that five minutes ago, a camera at the intersection found a red BMW with license plate number Qi b0532xx following a modern off-road vehicle.
, driving along the outer wall of the troops stationed at Yuhuangshan Mountain in Gyeongdao towards the southern mountainous area. As for the signal of the mobile phone number 1386******xx, the signal was lost after the car entered the southern mountainous area.
One thing is enough.
According to the electronic navigation system in the police car, Qin Yuguan quickly found the location of the Yuhuangshan company stationed in Qingdao. This was a company stationed in Qingdao by a certain army unit of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. The olive green barracks were given to Qin Yuguan
A kind feeling reminded him that he once lived in such a barracks. The outer walls of the barracks were painted red. Looking south along the high red walls, a not too wide road looked like
Like a snake, it snakes its way to the depths of Yuhuang Mountain.
Just when Qin Yuguan was about to drive the car onto the road, he suddenly lightly braked and turned off the siren at the same time. The police car turned around and drove to the door of the army barracks. After a slight hesitation, the sentry at the door was about to ask questions.
Why? I stepped on the accelerator and drove in regardless of the sentry's loud shouts.
Due to the heavy rain that had just fallen, there was no one in the army compound except for the training equipment beside the wall and a few green jeeps. But as soon as the Santana 2000 police car driven by Qin Yuguan broke in,
Immediately, a dozen soldiers in olive green ran out of the building. First, a crew-cut soldier in a vest-style waved his hand, and immediately the dozen tough young men surrounded the police car.
"Who dares to intrude into the restricted military area?!" Before the car came to a complete stop, the flat-headed soldier raised his foot on the front of the car and shouted angrily.
Qin Yuguan opened the door and jumped out of the car, ignoring his shouts and questions. After sizing up these people, he turned his attention again to the flat-headed soldier. He took out a small black notebook from his body and handed it to him: "You are right here.
The highest officer?"
Seeing that Qin Yuguan did not answer the question, the flat-headed soldier handed over a small book similar to a work permit. He hesitated and did not answer his question. He took it and took a look. The first thing that caught his eye was the name Huaxia on the cover of the black book.
There are five small gilded characters for the Political Department. As soon as he saw these five characters, the flat-headed soldier's eyes tightened. Other soldiers may not understand the functions of the Political Department, but as the top officer of a garrisoned army, he knew these five characters very well.
What does the character represent?
As long as a person holds this work permit, he is equivalent to an imperial envoy appointed by the ancient emperor. He can request military forces to assist in work as needed in the eight military regions across the country. Of course, you can also choose to refuse or violate it, but the consequences of doing so
There are often only two of them, one of whom is tried by a military court afterwards, and the other is shot on the spot by the holder of the certificate for treason... and his death was in vain...
(There is some nonsense here, but in order to increase the readability of the story, I hope readers will not mind. In fact, our army currently has four major departments, the headquarters, the political department, the logistics department, and the equipment department. The political department is the second
In large departments, the director of the political department mainly assists the political commissar in his work. He is the head of the political organs subordinate to the political commissar at the same level. He is the leader of the political commissar's office and is responsible to the political commissar. The lowest is the director of the regiment political department, and the highest is the political commissar.
Director of the Department. The General Political Department directly under the Central Military Commission is responsible for unified leadership of the political work of the entire army. The director of the Political Department is equivalent to the deputy position of the military and political chief of the unit where he is located. In other words, the director of the regimental political department is the deputy regimental position and the director of the brigade political department.
The director of the division political department is a deputy divisional officer, the director of the military political department is a deputy commander, and the director of the military region political department is a deputy military region officer.)