Chapter 9 Actually, I just want to go back to Hong Kong City
Some people like to ask questions before answering the phone, so as to get chips to continue the topic, and get a commanding height after finally cutting to the topic. This is a smart way of talking! However, sometimes, time waits for no one!
"I'm still alive" was the first sentence Qian Mo said to the old-fashioned mobile phone. There was no preamble and he went directly to the topic.
The words fell silent, but the five people connected were in surprisingly tacit understanding without saying anything.
Qian Mo didn't care and continued: "There is a helicopter behind me to the left. I think he has scanned my position now and is probably about to lock it."
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At the same time, on the helicopter hovering in the sky, two men in black were sitting in the cabin. One of them skillfully controlled the helicopter, while the other was playing with the sniper rifle in his hand, looking for prey.
Suddenly the man holding the sniper rifle narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the red dot on the instrument, pointed the sniper rifle at the back of the head of a man who was talking on the phone less than a hundred meters away from the helicopter, and whispered: "The target has been locked
!”
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"There are too many people dead," Qian Mo continued on the old-fashioned mobile phone. He didn't know if the five people connected had anything to say, and he didn't need to know. He paused and continued: "Actually, I just want to go back.
"Port City"
I just want to go back to Hong Kong City! I don’t know if it’s a grand wish or a small wish. When Qian Mo said this, he could clearly feel the change in breathing from the receiver, but Qian Mo did not continue to listen, let alone try to figure out the heart of the person on the other end of the phone.
In an instant, Qian Mo suddenly let go of the cell phone that he had placed next to his ear a few seconds ago. He grabbed his backpack with his left hand and crawled to the right!
"Bang!" The gunshot sound made Qian Mo feel a little frequent during this period. "Bang!" The mobile phone that had not fallen to the ground was shattered in the air! The sniper shot hit the old mobile phone, and the old mobile phone was completely shattered.
Come on!
This gunshot was also the last sound heard by the other five people on the call!
Qian Mo crawled on the ground, then rolled forward until he reached the bottom of the train without even looking at the shattered cell phone. He dragged his backpack from the bottom of the car and crawled towards the front of the train. However, the sound of the helicopter could be felt.
Coming closer
Qian Mo, who was crawling forward, stopped, grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it out of the car. Immediately, there was the sound of another sniper shot. From the sound, he could tell that it hit near the thrown stone.
But at this time, Qian Mo had no time to take care of it. He pulled the backpack in front of him and opened the second layer of zipper. As soon as he opened it, a muffler tube rolled out. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a muffler tube.
sniper rifle parts
For some people, assembling a firearm is just a matter of connecting several building blocks in order. In just ten seconds, Qianmo has assembled a sniper rifle with a silencer.
Holding the handle of the sniper rifle with his left hand, dragging the back seat with his left shoulder, lying on the bottom of the car, Qian Mo closed his eyes for a few seconds, as if thinking or calculating something, his chest relaxed a few times, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes
Having a decisive mind
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"Damn, the prey hiding under the car is really annoying." The man holding the sniper rifle on the helicopter spit out disdain. Although he was cursing in a low voice, his eyes looking at the ground never blinked.
"You can dodge that shot, you are a character." The man in the driver's seat drove the helicopter to circle back and forth, mentally calculating the possible direction of the prey.
"It's just luck," the sniper man said seemingly disdainfully, but he was also a little worried. If he was like this, he would most likely be shot in the head.
The man driving the car did not continue to answer him and concentrated on driving the plane.
"Appeared!" The sniper man's eyes narrowed, and at the same time as he spoke, he pulled the trigger with his finger.
"Bang!" The bullet flew straight towards the prey, but as soon as the shot was fired, the sniper man knew something was wrong, because the shot missed the target a little, and An Zhao should be able to hit the opponent's arm.
But the corner of the sniper man's mouth showed a contemptuous smile, because just now the prey also raised a sniper rifle, but it didn't even touch his side.
The sniper man with disdain in his eyes loaded the gun again, but as soon as he loaded the gun, he staggered and almost lost his balance. At this moment, the machine was shaking violently!
"Damn it, what are you doing!" the sniper man cursed. He believed that with one more shot from the angle just now, the prey would be dead. The somewhat annoyed sniper man turned his head to look at the driver's seat, but what he saw was himself.
My partner’s whole body was lying in front of the plane, with a bloody hole on his forehead!
"Boom!" The helicopter that was still hovering in the sky suddenly fell straight towards the woods next to the train track. The explosion once again touched the already fragile people, and curiosity and screams came out again.
Qian Mo held his injured right shoulder and slowly got up. Surprisingly, after being shot by a sniper, there was no blood flowing out after a little blood came out.
Qian Mo slowly stood up and threw away the sniper rifle. Someone might have seen him, but Qian Mo knew that no passenger would come out to challenge him who would shoot and kill him.
He covered his shoulder with his left hand, not looking at the place where the helicopter crashed. Qian Mo walked slowly towards the bus he was sitting on step by step, slightly tired.
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"Your name?"
"Qianmo"
"Where are you from?"
"Port City"
"How did your shoulder get hurt?"
“Being robbed and beaten”
"Where and how were you injured?"
"On the train, there is no way to dodge"
"Meet gangsters?"
"Um"
"Where are they?"
"died"
"What about the body?"
"have no idea"
"How could you not know?"
"How did I know that this is what you call the police? Also, take your hands away." In a police station, Qian Mo was grabbed by the collar by a young police officer.
Yesterday, Qian Mo chose to go back to the train. Firstly, he didn't know where to leave. It was too remote. Secondly, he had no money. Even if he found the direction, he was short of money and had no money to take the train, so he
I chose to go back to the car and wait.
The police were very efficient. Eleven hours after the accident occurred, they rushed to the scene. When they saw signs of a gunfight, they quickly called the local armed police to come for support. It took nearly three hours of work.
The scene was stabilized and all suspects were finally detained, including Qian Mo, who had traces of blood on his right arm.
The injured people were left alone waiting for the arrival of the medical staff. Before the upper leadership was alerted and a large number of media followed up and reported, the national medical staff were not in a hurry.
Qian Mo looked at the young police officer in front of him who grabbed his collar, and narrowed his eyes. He couldn't ask such a stupid question. Now the police officer acted like this, which made him disgusted. He said coldly: "What if?"
I have a gun now, and I will destroy you now."
Want to kill yourself? The young police officer didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this man who was much younger than him and had always acted calmly actually uttered wild words about killing him!
The young police officer suddenly became angry. He had been in the police station for more than three months, but he had no position in the police station. He had been drank here and there. Now he finally had a chance to interrogate the suspect by himself. He originally wanted to
He tried to behave well, but the suspect was more stable than himself. The unknown fire in his heart could hardly be suppressed. At this time, he was even more threatened by the suspect!
"Want to kill me?" The angry young police officer raised his right fist high, shouted gloomily, and was about to hit Qian Mo.
Qian Mo watched the man's movements coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand was already moving slightly, but a shout outside the interrogation room saved the police officer from the pain of a punch in time.
"Stop! Xiao He, what are you doing?" At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in and saw the police officer named Xiao He acting like this.
He frowned and shouted coldly
When Police Officer Xiao He saw the person coming in and listened to his words, he felt as if he had been poured cold water on him. He quickly stopped his movements and stepped aside in fear. The person who came was his immediate boss. If he didn't know his image well,
Well, I won’t have too much trouble with the police!
"Haha, you are Qian Mo, everything is a misunderstanding." Xiao He, who had not stepped aside, squeezed out a smile and said to the young man who had always been very indifferent.
Qian Mo raised an eyebrow: "Misunderstanding?"
"As far as we know, you outsmarted the gangsters on the train and was injured heroically." Meeting Qian Mo's gaze, the director seemed a little embarrassed. Seeing Qian Mo's lack of reaction, he continued with a rather groveling tone: "The clothes you are wearing are also a little bit awkward.
"Dirty, we have prepared a set of clothes for you and a bus ticket back to Hong Kong City. It is not far from Hong Kong City and can be reached in two hours."
"Oh?" Qian Mo stared at the director for a while and guessed in his mind: "Thanks for that."
"No, no." The chief wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to a policewoman behind him: "Take him to change and wash him, and then send him to the bus terminal."
Watching the young man Qian Mo leave, Director Gongcheng breathed a long sigh of relief. He ignored Police Officer Xiao He who was still on the side and walked to his office, but he was thinking about Kyoto just now.
phone call coming down
The phone call that frightened me but also gave me a new lease of life: let go of that person named Qian Mo, and you will be selected to serve in Kyoto next term. If not, you will give up the position of director!
ps: I went to the factory for an internship in the morning and did experiments in the afternoon. I may only be able to code one chapter today. I don’t know if anyone will read this book, but I just want to apologize to myself.