Ma Ling ran back in a panic. Suddenly he stopped and said, "I don't have a soldering iron at home. Why don't I use a table knife and burn it red on the gas stove?"
Liu Handong nodded seriously: "That's okay."
Liu Xiaoyong scolded: "Nonsense, there are no big blood vessels here. What kind of soldering iron do you use? Wrap a bandage on it and stop the bleeding for a while."
The group of young people who were in a hurry finally stopped, and together they tied up Cui Zhenghao into a mummy, and hung up a hanging bottle for infusion. Only a ruthless person can do the acupuncture job. Zheng Jiayi couldn't do it.
Ling couldn't do it either, so Liu Handong had to step in and tie Xiao Cui's hand into a sieve before inserting the needle into the blood vessel.
Liu Xiaoyong shook his head and said: "You young people, if we fight on the street, we will all be blinded."
At least he tidied up the wounded man neatly. Ma Ling went back to the house and took two quilts to make a bed for him. Cui Zhenghao drank too much Lao Baigan on an empty stomach and fell into a deep sleep.
Zheng Jiayi picked up the mushroom-shaped bullet from the ground, wiped it clean with a paper towel and wrapped it.
Since the old man was present, it was not Liu Handong's turn to take charge of the overall situation. The old man frowned and asked, "Where did this person come from?"
"He ran over from North Korea. He must be very hungry. Look how thin he has become." Ma Ling gently kicked Cui Zhenghao on the ground, as if he was not a person but a stray he picked up.
dog.
"North Korea is poor, a little poor, but politically it is always correct." Liu Xiaoyong's words made everyone look at each other, speechless.
"It's just a hardship for the people. I remember that North Korea was quite wealthy in the 1970s, but then it gradually went downhill. Many people starved to death in the past few years. Oh, take good care of him. I'm tired." Liu
Xiaoyong turned around and went back to the house. Wang Yulan was watching TV and eating sunflower seeds with Mrs. Pan. She had no idea what was happening in the garage.
There was still some leftover food at home. Liu Handong and Ma Ling ate it hastily and left with an excuse. However, only Ma Ling drove away. Liu Handong quietly stayed in the garage to take care of Cui Zhenghao. In the cold winter, there was no heating equipment in the garage, and it was as cold as
Fortunately, Liu Handong was very strong in the ice cellar. He sat next to Cui Zhenghao and played with his mobile phone. After a while, he looked at the time and saw that only five minutes had passed.
The long night, when will it end? Liu Handong was worrying. The door opened and Zheng Jiayi walked in with a blanket. Liu Handong was secretly happy. Miss Zheng still cared about him. Just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, Zheng Jiayi
He covered Cui Zhenghao with a blanket.
"If it's cold, start the car. There's a heater in the car. Here's the key." Zheng Jiayi threw the Land Rover car key over.
Liu Handong caught it and said seriously: "Do you want to kill me?"
"What?" Zheng Jiayi did not expect Liu Handong to say such a thing.
"Starting a vehicle in a closed garage will produce carbon monoxide and lead to poisoning and death. This is not common sense." Liu Handong threw the car key back.
Zheng Jia blushed and stood there for a long time with her arms folded. Finally, she said, "Then I'll go back and rest. Just watch him and call me if you need anything."
After saying that, she turned around and left without taking the car keys. Liu Handong looked at her back with a sense of loss and said to himself: "This is not your thing, this is not your thing."
Being extremely bored, he simply picked up the mop and started cleaning, wiping away the blood on the floor, arranging the debris neatly, and wiping down the car as well.
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In the command center of the Public Security Bureau, Hu Peng had a monitor in front of him. He flipped through the surveillance video on the street in front of his house. The ashtray was already filled with cigarette butts. His eyes were red from the heat. He finally found out at five o'clock in the morning. There are clues.
On the west end of Fuqian Street, a black Land Rover stopped on the side of the road. The female driver got out of the car and helped the old lady cross the road, then got in the car and continued moving forward. She was forced to stop after less than ten meters because there was a traffic police officer in front of her. Drunk driving. At this time, a man in black quickly opened the door and got into the car. A few seconds later, the Range Rover crossed the double yellow line and turned around to leave.
Hu Peng freezes the picture. Although the pixels are not high, he can vaguely tell that the man is about 1.7 meters tall, which fits the characteristics of the suspect. As a criminal police officer, he cannot let go of any small clues and must investigate them to the end. Hu Peng I got excited and immediately reported to Shen Hongyi, who was working the night shift. Deputy Director Shen immediately asked someone to call the head of the DMV to get the information about the Land Rover. In the winter morning, he called the director of the DMV from his warm bed. After getting up, the director called the staff to arrange for cooperation. After some troubles, he found out that the registrant of the car was the chairman of a trading company in the province. This person's father was the former Minister of United Front Work of the Provincial Party Committee, so he called someone to find him. , who knew that the owner of the car was not local, and the family went to Australia to celebrate the Spring Festival.
By the time they tried their best to contact the car owner, it was already 7:30 in the morning. The time in Australia is two hours ahead of Beijing time. The car owner was sunbathing at home in Canberra. He told the police officer handling the case that he lent the car to a friend to drive. What was going on? What?
Hu Peng explained the importance of the matter, and the owner of the car panicked and said that I had lent it to Zheng Jiayi, the daughter of the former provincial Party committee secretary. She said that she was going back to Omi for the New Year. She would use it temporarily for a few days and nothing would happen. Let's do it.
"We will notify you if something happens." Hu Peng put down the phone and led a team of criminal policemen straight to the Provincial Party Committee's family compound. On the way, he contacted the Provincial Party Committee's Security Bureau and the Agency Affairs Management Bureau and confirmed where Zheng Jia lives. location.
Hu Peng's heart was pounding. If Zheng Jiayi was kidnapped on the ground in Omi, a large number of people would be picked off by the police. Shen Hongyi would be the first to suffer. He is too young and too popular. Many people see him as If he doesn't like it, Shen Hongyi will step down, and he will have to go back to his hometown in despair.
Soon we arrived at the Provincial Party Committee Family Courtyard on Fuqian Street. The security office had notified the security guards. Four security guards accompanied the criminal police to the building where Mrs. Pan lived and rang the doorbell.
A middle-aged woman's voice came from the intercom doorbell: "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, we are from the Public Security Bureau. Is Zheng Jiayi at home?" Hu Peng's heart almost jumped out of his throat. If Zheng Jiayi is not at home, it means that the person has been kidnapped, and the case will be ten times more complicated. !My own career has also become foggy.
"Jia Jia, someone is looking for you." The middle-aged woman's voice was loud and she spoke an authentic Omi dialect. She was probably not Zheng Jeff's wife, but maybe a relative of the family or something.
Hu Peng's hanging heart finally returned to his heart. As long as this rich young lady is fine, other problems can be easily solved. Even if the murderer is at large and escapes to another country, it doesn't matter.
Two minutes later, another female voice came from the intercom doorbell: "Hello, I'm Zheng Jiayi, what's the matter?"
"That's it, Miss Zheng. I'm from the Criminal Police Detachment. My name is Hu Peng. I want to find out about the situation from you. It's about..."
Before Hu Peng finished speaking, Zheng Jiayi coldly refused: "I'm sorry, I don't have time. Let's wait until after the New Year."
It is expected that a son of a high-ranking cadre would dismiss ordinary criminal policemen with this attitude, but Hu Peng was keenly aware of another possibility: the robber might be at home!
"Ms. Zheng, I will only interrupt you for five minutes, ask a few words and then leave. We don't want to disturb your normal life during this Chinese New Year, but it is about the safety of people's lives and property. As police officers, we must do our duty. Today is
We have to work overtime on New Year's Eve. I didn't sleep all night last night and my eyes were red..." Hu Peng kept talking, the door opened, and a very tall woman came out with a cool temperament.
No need to ask, this is Zheng Jiayi.
Across the fence door of the unit, Zheng Jiayi and Hu Peng stood face to face. She was slightly taller than Hu Peng and wore high heels. She looked down at Officer Hu from a high position and asked calmly: "Tell me."
"Excuse me, are you driving a black Range Rover, the license plate is Jiang AW0678?" Hu Peng asked.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Who did you pick up last night? The specific time was 7:28, and the location was the west end of Fuqian Street."
"A friend." Zheng Jiayi hugged his arms and had an indifferent attitude. Hu Peng had studied human psychology and knew that this was a defensive posture. This young lady was very resistant to the investigation of the public security officers. "What friend? What's your name? I'm looking for you.
What's going on? Where did you get off the bus?" Hu Peng pressed forward step by step.
Zheng Jiayi was a little panicked and replied casually: "A friend of a friend, send me something. Is there something wrong?"
Hu Peng glanced at the garage rolling door and suddenly said: "Can I take a look at the car?"
"Why?" Zheng Jiayi's voice suddenly rose. It was obvious that there was something ulterior hidden in the garage.
"We are investigating in accordance with the law, please cooperate." Hu Peng's temper also rose. This kind of high-ranking cadre's son is so fucking ignorant. He spent the whole night checking surveillance videos and came here early in the morning, not because of you.
For the sake of personal safety, he actually asked why such a person should be cut to pieces by criminals!
The few young detectives who followed Hu Peng had long been impatient. They didn't know Zheng Jiayi's identity, and thought that the people living here were the family members of general department and bureau-level cadres. It's no wonder that all the officials in Jiangdong Province lived in Feng.
Only the old, weak, sick and disabled live here on Lin Road and Fuqian Street, so there is no need to be overly cautious.
The criminal policemen began to knock on the rolling shutter door. A guy was still lying on the ground looking in, and suddenly shouted: "Captain Hu, there is someone inside!"
Zheng Jiayi was frightened. Cui Zhenghao was still recovering from his injuries in the garage. When the police found out, he must be deported to North Korea. A fresh human life. But now the short notice was too late. She could only try her best to hold off the policemen. I hope Liu Handong
He could hear the movement outside and react promptly, hiding Cui Zhenghao.
Unfortunately, the neighbor upstairs happened to come down and push open the unit door. Hu Peng put his feet in, and two young detectives rushed in and rushed towards the inner door of the basement. They attacked from the front and back, and the people inside were unable to escape.
"You are breaking into a house without permission!" Zheng Jia's chest heaved with anger, "I want to file a complaint against you!"
Hu Peng ignored her, opened his coat, pulled out his pistol, gently opened the safety, stood by the door, stretched out his hand to knock on the door: "Come out, I've found you."
Zheng Jia thought it was over, this time it was completely over. Not only did she fail to save Cui Zhenghao, but she also had to beat Liu Handong in to cover up and hide the criminals. She would be sentenced to at least two or three years. She felt filled with regret for a while.
There was a slight roar of the motor, and the garage door slowly rose. Liu Handong's head poked out of the Land Rover window and said carelessly to Hu Peng: "Officer Hu, what's the matter, bringing so many people here?"