Since arriving at the Public Security Bureau at noon, Liu Handong has been recording statements in the conference room. He ate a box lunch for lunch. After the first transcript was completed, he changed people and asked more questions, not missing every detail. He couldn't ask the same questions again.
After eight times, Liu Handong said that his mouth was dry and he was a little impatient. Fortunately, he smoked well and had enough tea, so he could bear it.
An old police officer repeatedly asked about the details of the shootout in the courtyard of No. 108 Tiezha Street, which basically corresponded to Ma Guoqing's transcript. He couldn't help but put down his pen and asked: "You kid, why are you so brave? Faced with this,
Aren't you afraid that a group of gangsters with guns can calmly fight back?"
Liu Handong said: "I was afraid afterwards, but I didn't think about anything else at the time. I just thought about how to kill them. I don't know how many of them came. In short, killing one is enough to earn money. Kill two to earn one."
The old police officer asked: "When the gangsters held Ma Guoqing hostage, you shot him to death without even giving him a chance to speak. Where did you get the confidence? Aren't you afraid of accidentally hitting the police?"
Liu Handong said: "Don't be afraid. If I can't hit him at such a close range, I might as well hang him by my hair. By the way, the Bayi bar I used in the army can put bullets into the shells within ten meters."
The old police officer picked up the tea cup and took a sip of strong tea: "You are a trainee in the army. Looking at your file, you have won the third class meritorious service. Is it because of the shooting competition?"
Liu Handong said: "No, I am the number one pig feeder in the army."
The old police officer almost spit out a sip of tea. Seeing that Liu Handong's expression didn't look like he was joking, he nodded and said, "That's right, he's the best in his field."
The door was pushed open, and Wan Xudong came in with a woman in her twenties and said, "Xiao Liu, this is a psychologist hired by the provincial department to provide you with psychological counseling."
Liu Handong asked curiously: "What tutoring?"
The woman sat down and said, "Hello, my name is Shangguan Jin. You can call me Teacher Shangguan. Usually, military police will have more or less mental disorders after killing criminals. I am here to help you relieve this emotion."
Liu Handong said: "Thank you, no need, I'm very fine."
Teacher Shangguan smiled faintly and looked at Wan Xudong, who coughed dryly and said, "Well, it's not too late to contact Teacher Shangguan if necessary."
Teacher Shangguan took out a business card and left it with Liu Handong, and went out with Wan Xudong.
Dinner was still packed lunches, and the women in the back office delivered two boxes to the conference room. After a while, a few old women in police uniforms came and brought two boxed lunches, saying that they were losing weight and couldn't eat. Liu Handong was not polite.
, a few bites were all eaten into the stomach.
It was not until 11:30 that night that Liu Handong, who was an important witness, was sent by Wan Xudong to stay at the Guest House of the Public Security Department. The guest house is next door to the Public Security Department and is only open to the public. The decoration is in accordance with the standards of a four-star hotel.
There were three people living there, one was Liu Handong, and the other two were auxiliary policemen sent to protect him. They said they were protecting him, but it was better to say they were afraid that he would run away.
The bed in the guest house was very soft, the sheets were white, the air-conditioning was strong, and there was 24-hour hot water. Liu Handong sat on the bed and bounced, saying: "I have never stayed in such a high-end hotel. Brothers, please go out."
Let’s have barbecue, I’ll treat you.”
The two assisting police officers hurriedly declined, saying they were unwilling to say anything. Liu Handong couldn't force himself, so he took a shower and went to bed. He was very tired from the past two days, mainly due to high mental stress. He suddenly relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
It was heavy, but I opened my eyes at six o'clock the next morning on time. This was a habit I picked up as a soldier and I couldn't sleep in.
He didn't know yet that a lot of things had happened that night.
At half past seven, Liu Handong returned to the conference room, accompanied by the cooperating police, and continued to take notes. However, no one answered him after waiting for half an hour. It was not until nine o'clock that Wan Xudong came in with heavy steps, a look of exhaustion on his face, and two words.
A dark circle.
Last night, the killer who was hit with a concussion by Wang Xingyi Brick escaped from the hospital, while Gu Changjun, the most critical figure in the whole case, died mysteriously in the detention room of the Public Security Bureau. The preliminary examination showed that he had suffered a heart attack.
According to the account given by Gu Changjun’s mazi, on August 31, under Gu Changjun’s instructions, he disguised himself as a policeman and kidnapped a little girl. He tied her up with tape and nylon rope, put her in a woven bag, and put her in a woven bag.
After searching for a long time, I finally chose Liu Handong.
According to Gu Changjun's wishes, he put the kidnapped little girl in a black car, and then killed the driver of the black car, creating the illusion that the driver of the black car kidnapped and killed the girl, and then crashed into the Huaijiang River. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the driver on the way.
They had to act in advance. In the end, the two were defeated by the driver of the black car. Gu Changmin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was hit and killed. Huzi was thrown out of the car and the steel bar penetrated his face. Fortunately, this construction site is a project of Shifeng Group.
, Gu Changjun, who followed, mobilized a crane to rescue him.
Combining Shu Fan's memories and Liu Handong's confession, the entire case is clear, but the only thing that doesn't make sense is why Gu Changjun wanted to kill Xia Fan, and after the first attempt failed, he actually hired a small team of killers to attack. The most reasonable explanation is
He was instigated by Wang Shifeng to murder Shu Fan in revenge for Xia Qingshi.
Gu Changjun's plan turned out to be perfect. Not long ago, a vicious case in which a driver of a black car kidnapped and killed a young woman occurred, causing people to panic. If a similar case is created while the impact of the previous case has not disappeared, the police will bear the brunt of the criticism from their superiors and public opinion.
Under double pressure, it is inevitable that someone would be negligent and close the case in a hurry. In this way, the crime of murder would be perfectly framed on the scapegoat, the black car driver.
Now facing the sudden death of Gu Changjun, the case cannot continue and can only be closed hastily, leaving many suspense.
Naturally, Wan Xudong would not tell Liu Handong these things. He just shook hands with Liu Handong and said, "Xiao Liu, you have nothing to do here. Go back first."
"Is this all right?" Liu Handong was a little regretful. The lunch boxes provided by the Public Security Bureau were delicious, and the air-conditioning in the guest house was sufficient, making the stay quite comfortable.
"It's okay. Thank you for your cooperation. If anything happens, we will come back to you." Wan Xudong said absently. After Gu Changjun died, the storm calmed down, but someone must bear the responsibility for poor supervision. The city bureau is afraid
There is going to be a storm.
"By the way, where is my car?" Liu Handong thought of his scrapped Poussin, maybe it could be repaired and still useable.
"He was dragged to the scrap treatment plant by the traffic police department." Wan Xudong said a word and went back with two assisting police officers.
Liu Handong was thinking about Poussin and went straight to the scrap treatment plant in the southern suburbs. There were a large number of illegally impounded and accident vehicles parked here, and there were also many scrapped cars from various units. Every day, vehicles that were forced to be scrapped were destroyed, and there were more than a dozen dilapidated cars.
Lined up in a row, a crawler-type engineering vehicle hung a large iron plate and smashed it down with a rumble. The car was instantly smashed into a discus.
The Poussin was among them, and it was smashed into a pile of iron sheets. Liu Handong stood on the dirt slope and looked at it with heartache. In the blink of an eye, he saw many cars that looked 40 to 50% new, and he couldn't help but have an idea.
"Hey, stop, I'm talking about you." There was a roar from behind. Liu Handong looked back and saw that the road was narrow. The traffic police who chased him that night actually appeared in the scrap treatment plant.
Liu Handong ran away, and the traffic police chased him, shouting: "Stop!"
The treatment plant is located in the wilderness, open and flat. Liu Handong ran very fast. The young traffic policeman got into trouble with him and chased him. The two ran from the factory area to the field, and then from the field to the road. Liu Handong had great stamina.
It was still full. When I looked back, I saw that the traffic policeman was too tired to walk. He held his waist and walked forward slowly, then sat down on the roadside.
Liu Handong chuckled and was about to leave when suddenly a Santana police car shot out of the car and crossed in front of him. The traffic policeman in the driver's seat pointed at him and said: "Run, run again. Let's see if your legs are faster or my four wheels are faster."
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"No more running, just do whatever you want." Liu Handong said, no matter how much he could run, he couldn't outrun a car.
The young traffic policeman limped over with his hat in hand. His police uniform was soaked with sweat, and his face looked very painful: "Oh mom, my lungs are broken. Is there any water in Old Wu's car? Give me a sip."
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Then he pointed at Liu Handong and said: "You can run as hard as you want. I won't catch you. You kid can really run. You are a horse, right?"
Liu Handong looked at the police car. The rearview mirror that he had damaged had been replaced, but some scratches on the body were still there. He couldn't help but feel guilty. He was not afraid of being caught by the police or fined. He only had 300 yuan on him, so his mother gave it to him.
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The young policeman took two bottles of pure water from the car and threw one to Liu Handong. He took a few sips from one bottle, then poured half the bottle of water on his head, shook his hair and said, "You're good, kid.
I am the runner-up in the mayor’s race, but I can’t outrun you.”
Liu Handong was amused: "Even if you are the champion, you can't outrun me. Our troops are stationed on the plateau, cross-country for five kilometers every day, and carry guns and ammunition. This is nothing."
The young policeman asked: "Liu Handong, where did you become a soldier?"
Liu Handong said: "I am a soldier in Yunnan, how do you know my name?"
The young policeman said: "Every police force in the city knows your name. You have tormented all our Omi policemen so hard. You didn't sleep all night, worked overtime, and shot you on the spot. You didn't care about life or death. I have been a policeman for two years."
I’ve never seen such a big scene.”
The old policeman said: "Wanted means wanted. The most damn surprising thing is that one night he was shot and killed, and the next day he became a hero and a brave model. Let alone Xiao Tan, I have never seen him in 20 years as a policeman.
Such."
Liu Handong said: "Co-author, is this why you are chasing me?"
The young policeman said: "Isn't that right? Such an awesome character is not allowed to be seen. I heard that you killed several gunmen. How did you do it?"
Liu Handong said: "I'm hungry. Let's go and eat. I'll treat you. We'll talk at the dinner table."
The old policeman looked at the time and said, "Get in the car."
The three of them drove to a meat restaurant near the southern suburbs. It was noon, and the road in front of the restaurant was lined with taxis coming to eat. There were many shirtless men sitting under the awning. When they saw the police car appearing, the friends hurriedly ran away.
Come out and drive in a hurry.
"Forget it, let's find another one." The old policeman said with a wry smile. The relationship between the traffic policeman and my brother was like cat and mouse. I always felt uncomfortable eating under the same shed.
Changing to a home-cooked restaurant with a small family, Liu Handong ordered four dishes, all of which were meat-based hard dishes. Since he was at work at noon, he didn't ask for beer. He bought a box of red plums from the small shop next door and sat down with the two policemen.
While chatting and eating, we learned that the old policeman’s name was Wu Lianghai and the younger one’s name was Tan Jiaxing, both patrolling traffic policemen of the Yunshan Brigade.
Tan Jiaxing said: "Why did you go to the scrap treatment plant?"
Liu Handong said: "Go to my car."
Tan Jiaxing said: "Your car has been forcibly destroyed. If you want to find a driving job, you might as well go to the taxi company and ask about it. They are recruiting people recently."
After chatting for a few words, the intercom rang, saying that there was an accident nearby and asked Old Wu Xiaotan to handle it. The two quickly put down their chopsticks, picked up their hats, and drove away separately from Liu Handong.
One person couldn't eat so many dishes, so Liu Handong asked the waiter to pack up and pay the bill. The waiter said that the bill had already been settled and it was the young policeman who paid for it.