From the moment Zheng Jia left the house, Ma Ling became uneasy. A woman's sixth sense told her that Liu Handong had been dishonest recently. The evil eye always seemed to be on Miss Zheng. The two of them had been together for so long and still couldn't get out.
, something is definitely going on.
The old man was hard of hearing, and the TV was turned on very loudly. Ma Ling didn't hear the fighting in the garage. She helped Wang Yulan put the cups, plates, dishes, and chopsticks before going down to look for someone, and knocked on the inner door of the garage.
The door opened, and Liu Handong smiled unnaturally. There was bloodshot eyes under his nose, his clothes were wrinkled and stained with dust, and his hair was disheveled. He had obviously just rolled on the ground. Ma Ling's eyebrows were raised, and he immediately imagined a scene in his mind.
, Liu Handong's overlord forced his bow, and was slapped by Zheng Jiayi, and then the two of them were rolling on the floor. Half-pushing and half-pushing, they were about to achieve their good deeds, but they were broken by themselves.
"Okay, you are very brave!" Ma Ling rushed in and prepared to catch the rapist, but found that Zheng Jiayi's clothes and hair were neat and clean, and he didn't look like he was rolling on the ground, but he looked slightly nervous.
"Ma Ling, listen to my explanation." Liu Handong said.
"Is there any explanation?" Ma Ling said, crossing his arms.
"Come and take a look." Liu Handong pulled Ma Ling and turned around. On the other side of the Range Rover, there was a bloody man lying on the ground. He looked even worse than Liu Handong.
"This is his gun." Liu Handong stretched out his right hand hidden behind his back, holding a rusty pistol. Ma Ling took it and skillfully opened the slide and took a look. There was no bullet in the chamber and the rifling was severely worn.
, when I unloaded the magazine, I found that the release button was at the bottom of the gun handle, "This is not the May Fourth Movement, it may be a guy made by someone from Qinghai, please call the police."
The guy lying on the ground said a few words to Zheng Jiayi, who comforted him with kind words. Neither of them spoke Chinese, but Liu Handong and Ma Ling heard the word "Smecta" and asked in unison
: "Is it a stick?"
"He is a North Korean defector." Zheng Jiayi explained, "Help him. He is very pitiful. His wife and children were killed by the authorities."
Ma Ling took out his cell phone: "Call the police. If you have a gun on you, you are either a spy or a criminal. This is a big case."
"Don't call the police. I've already promised him." Zheng Jiayi didn't look at Ma Ling at all. She knew that Liu Handong was the one in charge, "Please."
Liu Handong came over and pressed Ma Ling's hand to stop her from continuing to dial: "Anyway, the person has been shot, and he can't escape. I heard that North Korean defectors will be miserable after being repatriated, so don't do evil."
Ma Ling muttered something and put away the phone.
Liu Handong made a decision immediately: "Sister Zheng, go up to eat first, Ma Ling will stay here, and I will go back to find the doctor."
Zheng Jia said, "I'll stay here and guard him. I can communicate with him."
"Listen to my arrangements!" Liu Handong was very determined.
Zheng Jia had to go back to eat. Ma Ling accompanied her back to the house and said that he had something to do with Liu Handong. Then he secretly brought a few towels down and helped Cui Zhenghao press the wound to stop the bleeding. Liu Handong drove out of the provincial party committee family compound.
Speeding towards Jinzun.
There was a special police officer setting up a card to intercept him on the road. Liu Handong stopped and saw that it was his group of buddies. They all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. After asking, he found out that Director Shen led the patrol today and encountered ruthless bandits and knocked down three of them.
Brother, he even fired a gun.
"You haven't been caught yet?" Liu Handong knew in his heart that the case was 90% done by this North Korean hunk.
"It's hard to find. This guy was shot by Director Shen and he ran very fast. By the way, this guy has a murder case on his back. He might have been responsible for the murder in Spark Village two days ago." The special police officers saw the vehicles lining up behind them. There was a long queue, and they patted the roof of the car to signal Liu Handong to drive quickly.
Liu Handong went straight to Jinzun and had already called him on the way. As soon as the car arrived downstairs, Jiang Haofeng hurriedly came out of the lobby and placed a plastic bag on the passenger seat.
"Brother Dong, there are all kinds of things. Be careful of letting Lei Zi find out."
Liu Handong opened the plastic bag and took a look. It was like a huge drug display, from heroin to methamphetamine, from mogu to ecstasy, and even federal cough drops. There were a lot of pink pills and pill bottles. If the patrol police caught this, Yeah, that's a major drug trafficking case.
"It's okay, you have forgotten what I am from." Liu Handong waved his hand, stepped on the accelerator and left.
"Brother Dong, take it easy, you will eat people to death." Jiang Haofeng waved at the car's taillights, Huo Lei came up from behind and asked: "Boss, what does Brother Dong do with so much goods?"
"Are you taking too much care? The boss wants you to worry about what he's doing?" Jiang Haofeng said, "Brother Dong has done anti-drug work and is very measured."
Liu Handong's next stop was Ma Qi's house. Ma Qi used to be a nurse at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, and her skills in suturing wounds were much better than Huo Ying. Normally, when her brothers had stab wounds, they would come to her, but this time for Keeping it secret could not bring her there. At the door of Ma Qi's house, Liu Handong received a bag of surgical instruments and was about to drive away when he saw Ma Qi running towards him in the rearview mirror, so he reversed the car back.
Ma Qi got into the car out of breath and said: "There is a drugstore in front. I will take you to buy some necessary things."
In the pharmacy, Ma Qi picked up a bunch of bandages, alcohol, glucose, and things for intravenous drips, and said to Liu Handong: "If you don't understand anything, call me and ask me."
"Thank you." Liu Handong nodded and drove away. Suddenly, his cell phone rang. It was a voice WeChat message from Song Shuang: "Liu Handong, a major discovery in the video!"
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Shen Hongyi has returned to the city bureau command center to personally supervise the arrest of the murder suspect. The police officers nervously retrieved the surveillance video of the relevant road section. Unfortunately, the video was blurry and unclear. The suspect was about 1.7 meters tall and had a thin body. There are too many people, and you can't find them if you are lost in the crowd. This is entirely due to the Sky Eye project that was built when James was on stage. There were cameras all over the city, but the quality of the project was not up to par. It was exposed to wind and rain, and within two years a large number of them failed. The heavenly eye has become blind, short-sighted, and always loses control at critical moments.
The police dog training center in the suburbs urgently mobilized two Kunming dogs to collect the suspect's breath samples at the incident site, and then conducted a search. Unfortunately, it started to snow again, and the smell was not very obvious. Finally, the police dogs stopped at the other end of Fuqian Street and rushed to the police dog training center. Barking on the road.
"The criminals are likely to take taxis to escape." Shen Hongyi ordered a city-wide inspection of taxis. The radio stations of each taxi company began to call the drivers to be wary of a thin man in black clothes who was about 1.7 meters tall. The man was extremely If there is danger, call the police immediately.
The criminal police detachment was dispatched urgently, and a cordon was set up at the incident site. The bright headlights illuminated the ground, and even the slightest trace was visible. The criminal policemen were taking photos of footprints with SLR cameras. The surrounding policemen stamped their feet, smoked cigarettes, and cursed the criminals. Even during the Chinese New Year, there is no peace of mind. If you are caught, you will be punished with death.
This case was not originally under Hu Peng's control, but after hearing the police officer's description of the suspect's characteristics, he realized that this might be the murderer of the Huahuo Village murder case, so he merged the two cases into one and gave him full responsibility, focusing on searching rental properties.
Houses, bridges, culverts, woods, etc.
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Zheng Jiayi was restless at the dinner table, and her grandma didn't speak to her at all. After dinner, Wang Yulan went to wash the dishes, while Grandma Pan continued to watch TV. Zheng Jiayi was about to go out when Liu Xiaoyong stopped her.
She: "Girl, are you hiding something?"
"No, it's fine." Zheng Jia covered it up and hurriedly went out and entered the garage. Ma Lingzheng looked anxious: "Why did you come here? The bleeding still can't stop. Both towels are soaked."
After Zheng Jiayi experienced this, he was at a loss what to do: "Otherwise, we should send him to the hospital. Save his life first. I will figure out a way to repatriate him later."
Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open. They thought it was Liu Handong who had arrived. At the same time, they turned around and found that it was Liu Xiaoyong who came in.
"Grandpa, actually..." Ma Ling wanted to explain, but couldn't. It was too complicated and she was afraid of scaring the elderly.
Liu Xiaoyong walked straight over, checked Cui Zhenghao's wounds, and said in a deep voice: "Go back to the house and get a bottle of high-strength liquor, and then get the cloth bag from my bedside table."
Ma Ling went away in a hurry.
"Young man, where are you from? Don't fall asleep, wake up and talk to me." Liu Xiaoyong held up Cui Zhenghao's drooped head and said.
Zheng Jiayi translated in Korean, and Liu Xiaoyong raised his eyebrows: "Are you still a foreign guest?"
"He crossed the border from the Yalu River." Zheng Jia said.
Ma Ling brought liquor and a cloth bag. Liu Xiaoyong unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured a large gulp into Cui Zhenghao's mouth, tore open his clothes, and poured some on the wound. Cui Zhenghao shivered in pain.
"Bring the broom." Liu Xiaoyong pointed to the wooden handle broom in the corner and said, took it from Ma Ling's hand and stuffed it directly into Cui Zhenghao's mouth: "Boy, bite it, don't feel pain."
The cloth bag actually contained surgical instruments. They looked old and worn, and the chrome-plated steel parts had been worn away and lost their luster. Although Liu Xiaoyong was nearly a hundred years old, his eyesight was not dazzled and his hands were not shaking. He washed them with white wine first.
He cut his hands, disinfected the tweezers with wine, and then picked up the tweezers to poke around inside the wound.
Cui Zhenghao was in pain and sweatdropped. He bit the wooden handle in his mouth and made a rattling noise. His fists were clenched and his muscles were bulging. It was obvious that the anesthetic effect of liquor was not very good.
When Zheng Jia saw this bloody scene, her legs were so frightened that her legs weakened. Ma Ling was not used to it and even praised him: "Grandpa, have you ever been experienced?"
"During the Battle of Songhu in 1937, I worked for the military medical officer." Liu Xiaoyong said, taking out the tweezers. There was a deformed bullet on the head of the tweezers, which was shaped like a small mushroom.
"This kind of bullet is not very lethal. If it is shot with a big-eyed gun, one shot will kill you." Liu Xiaoyong threw the bullet on the ground, picked up a towel and pressed it on the wound, looking around.
"Grandpa, what are you looking for?" Ma Ling asked.
"Where's Xiaodong?"
"I'm here!" Liu Handong arrived just in time. He pushed the door in and took out the surgical needle and thread to suture Cui Zhenghao's wound before he could say anything else. Ma Ling was not idle either, picking up the wine bottle and pouring out the remaining
Two and a half were given to the wounded.
"Give him drugs, any kind will do." Liu Handong threw the plastic bag filled with drugs to Ma Ling. He was holding the needle, but he couldn't start. It was a blind gunshot wound, a small round hole.
Of no use.
Cui Zhenghao said something that no one could understand. Zheng Jiayi hurriedly translated: "He said he could hold up with a soldering iron."
"Brother, you are really a tough guy." Liu Handong couldn't help but raise his thumb.