Song Jianfeng only walked around the scene and left. He went to the hospital to visit his daughter. The crime scene was handed over to the Provincial Department's Second Division. They took various photos and extracted various traces and evidence. Today, all the big guys from Jiangdong Province's Criminal Investigation Bureau came here. Yes, there are also traffic police experts who can tell what happened at a glance and can restore the situation to its original state.
Song Shuang and the others were sent to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University. The hospital had been notified and set aside the emergency room for bandaging treatment. Pengpeng had a cut on his forehead, Ling Zijie suffered multiple soft tissue contusions, and Song Shuang also had several bruises on his body. But nothing serious.
Zhu Huabiao's and Song Jianfeng's cars arrived at the hospital one after another. They both came from Qingqian and did not disturb the public. When they came to the observation room, Song Jianfeng showed his father's love, touched his daughter's hair and said: "Shuang'er, it's okay, dad is here." "
"Dad, I almost couldn't see you." Song Shuang cried bitterly on his father's shoulder.
Over there, Pengpeng was also crying in Zhu Huabiao's arms. The two girls were crying louder than the other.
Ling Zijie had no place to cry. He took out his mobile phone and gave it to Shen Hongyi: "Officer, I took a video of the incident. It will definitely be useful for you to solve the case."
"Bring it here and let me take a look." Song Jianfeng waved and took his mobile phone to open the video. The viewing angle of the screen was skewed, and he saw a black off-road vehicle and a white Fukang hatchback parked not far away. Several people were fighting with weapons in their hands. , the movements are sharp and fierce, unlike ordinary street fights.
Song Shuang and Peng Peng both lay down to watch. They had also witnessed the battle just now. Now they were reliving it and became frightened again. Song Shuang's breathing began to quicken, his heartbeat accelerated, he sweated, and his heart palpitated.
"Shuangshuang, what's wrong with you, doctor!" Pengpeng shouted.
The emergency doctor arrived quickly and asked Song Shuang to lie down on his back and breathe slowly. After a while, he returned to normal.
"This is hyperventilation syndrome, a physiological and psychological reaction caused by extreme anxiety and fear. Because breathing is too rapid, the carbon dioxide concentration in the body is too low. In severe cases, the hands and feet will twitch." The doctor explained to the patient's family.
"Shuang'er got sick when they were fighting. Fortunately, Liu Handong covered her head with a plastic bag," Pengpeng said.
"Liu Handong?" Song Jianfeng frowned.
"That's this guy." Ling Zijie pointed at the man in the video. Liu Handong was pulling out a dagger from his shoulder and stabbing a guy in the abdomen with his backhand. His eyes were fierce and sharp, making people shudder.
Song Jianfeng handed the phone to Zhu Huabiao: "Huabiao, check this black Land Cruiser. I want to see the car within an hour."
Zhu Huabiao looked at the license plate of the off-road vehicle in the video and took out his mobile phone: "I am Zhu Huabiao. Check for me a Land Cruiser with a black body and the license plate is Jiang Abq215. Inform all units in the city to catch this vehicle within half an hour. A car!”
Commander Zhu gave an order, and all the traffic police in the city took action. Five minutes later, the information center called. The license plate corresponded to a black Land Cruiser. The registration unit was an engineering unit under the Provincial Department of Transportation, but this car Che is on a business trip in Qinghai and is unlikely to appear in this city.
"It must be a fake car, check it for me, get to the bottom of it!" Zhu Huabiao said fiercely.
This time my daughter and Song Shuang had an accident together, which was a good opportunity to quickly get closer to Song Jianfeng. Captain Zhu came over and took out Soft China: "What the fuck, I'm so angry. Song Ting, take one."
Song Jianfeng pointed to the no-smoking sign on the wall: "The hospital is a no-smoking place with no blind spots."
Zhu Huabiao smiled awkwardly, put away his cigarette and said, "Song Ting, Omi's security should really be tightened. A little girl can cause trouble just by driving a car. The underworld is too rampant."
Song Jianfeng's mind moved. Maybe it was like what Zhu Huabiao said. His daughter had met a gangster, had a dispute while driving, caused a car accident, and got out of the car to beat someone.
"No, they are here to murder us!" Zhu Pengpeng corrected his father's point of view, "As soon as we got in the car, the black car kept following us. By the way, we are going to the Shuidu Hotel today to investigate the matter. It must be them.
Troublemaker."
"Oh, what's the matter?" Song Jianfeng asked.
Pengpeng was clumsy and clumsy, but he was not as eloquent as Ling Zijie, the best debater in the world. He spoke eloquently and used the most concise words to make Song Jianfeng and Zhu Huabiao understand the whole story.
Song Jianfeng's husband was in the police, and he immediately understood what was going on. His daughter was investigating the living conditions of women who had lost their feet, and accidentally poked a hornet's nest. The fat-headed prostitute was the core of this incident! The leaders of Shuidu Hotel and Wenquan Town Police Station
You can't escape the relationship.
"Investigate immediately. No matter who is involved, we will get to the bottom of it and we will never tolerate it!" Song Jianfeng said.
Secretary Shen immediately called the Second Division and went to the Shuidu Hotel to arrest him!
The Water City Hotel has a great background, but this time they are in trouble. More than a dozen police cars drove to the entrance of the hotel, and more than 30 special police officers in black combat uniforms and helmets got out, holding mini submachine guns to clear the way, and then
More than a dozen armed criminal police officers filed in, all wearing black vests with the words "Plain Clothes Detectives" printed in bright yellow letters.
The hotel surveillance room was taken over, and the storage supervisor, lobby manager, hotel general manager, and hotel surveillance video were all brought back for investigation. At the same time, the chief, deputy director, and instructor of the Wenquan Town Police Station were all called to a meeting by the city bureau, and were
He left the conversation behind and did not come back that night.
In the conference room of the Provincial Department of Transportation, Jiao Shihong finally finished the meeting on the advanced nature of party members. He walked out of the venue and turned on his mobile phone. A dozen text messages popped up immediately, all from Xiao Cao, saying that something had gone wrong and several brothers were injured.
"Is the matter done?" Jiao Shihong called. He was slightly uneasy. The person who wanted to deal with him was stronger than he thought.
"I haven't found out who this person is from, Brother Jiao, someone stabbed Hu Peng in the stomach, and his intestines leaked out."
Jiao Shihong was upset for a while: "Okay, I understand. I'll put 20,000 yuan on your card later. It's important to see a doctor first."
"Thank you, Brother Jiao."
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Liu Handong's shoulder was bleeding and he couldn't lift his left arm. The blood on his head covered his eyes and blocked his sight. He drove the car back with one hand. He couldn't go to the hospital because his skin was injured.
If the hospital doesn't have thousands of dollars to pay, it might as well handle it on its own.
Calculating the time, Ma Ling was still on duty, so he wouldn't bother her. Liu Handong drove to the downstairs of No. 108 Tiezha Street, turned off the engine and got out of the car. There were card games in the yard every day. The four middle-aged women were used to it, including
Yumei glanced at him: "Be careful, don't dirty the floor."
Liu Handong said nothing and hurried upstairs. Blood still dripped on the ground.
Huo Ying, who was lying in the room playing with her mobile phone, saw Liu Handong coming back covered in blood. She jumped up and looked around. After thinking about it, she took out a roll of gauze, iodine cotton wool and a small box of equipment from the drawer, and went upstairs.
Liu Handong went up to the fourth floor, opened the door, plucked something from the drawer with one hand, dug out a bottle of purple potion, took the basin, and picked up the thermos bottle to pour water.
"Brother Dong, sit down and I'll do it." Huo Ying walked in quickly, pressed Liu Handong on the edge of the bed, unbuttoned his shirt, picked up a towel and dipped it in water to wipe the blood first. The wound on his shoulder blade was very serious.
It was deep and bleeding was still coming out.
"Holy shit, this cut is so deep, you can see the bones." Huo Ying was speechless.
"Nonsense, it's far from the bone." Liu Handong said.
Huo Ying washed her hands and took an alcohol cotton ball with tweezers to wipe the wound. The stimulation of the alcohol made Liu Handong shrink in pain.
"Are you afraid of pain? I thought you were invulnerable and had rough skin and thick flesh." Huo Ying smiled heartlessly.
"There is still a hole in the head." Liu Handong said.
"I saw it." Huo Ying took out a pair of scissors, cut off a piece of Liu Handong's hair, and treated the wound. It was obvious that it was a scar caused by a blunt instrument.
"Brother Dong, your head is really hard." Huo Ying said.
"If it were an iron bar, my head would turn into a watermelon." Liu Handong moved, and blood started to flow from the wound on his shoulder blade."
"I'll sew it up for you." Huo Ying took out the small iron box.
Because the wound was on his back, Liu Handong could only ask Huo Ying to help. He took a book and bit it in his mouth: "Just sew it up."
Huo Ying took out the needle and thread, threaded the needle and thread, and began to suture the wound. The needle passed through the skin and flesh. Liu Handong was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. Huo Ying was extremely focused, almost lying on Liu Handong. A pair of jade rabbits were about to come out of the tight little vest. The girl
The body fragrance filled the air, but it was a pity that Liu Handong could not bear it and it hurt from just looking at it.
I don't know how long it took, but Huo Ying finally finished sewing. She opened her mouth and bit off the thread, saying, "It's done."
Liu Handong let out a sigh of relief. The book had already been bitten with deep teeth marks. He looked back at Huo Ying's surgical instruments and couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, you used a sewing needle to sew my wounds."
Huo Ying said nonchalantly: "What's wrong? I didn't use the quilting needle. You can just laugh. When my brother was injured in fights since he was little, I always used this needle to sew him."
Liu Handong was speechless.
Huo Ying picked up the cigarette case from the table, lit two cigarettes, stuffed one into Liu Handong's mouth, puffed out smoke and said, "Brother Dong, who stabbed you?"
Liu Handong said depressedly: "I don't know either. I saw people fighting on the road, so I took action."
Huo Ying laughed loudly: "You like fighting more than my brother. You can also help those who don't know me."
Liu Handong said: "We are considered acquaintances, but we are not friends. They even tried to trick me and took away my three-wheeled motorcycle."
Huo Yingqi said: "Then you should help others beat them up."
Liu Handong said: "I can't stand bullying the weak. A group of old men are armed with knives and guns. I can't pretend not to see them when dealing with two little girls."
Huo Ying raised her thumb and said: "Brother Dong, you are awesome and fastidious!"
Liu Handong threw the car keys over: "Help me wipe the blood from the car. It will be difficult to get rid of if it seeps in."
"Okay." Huo Ying took the car keys and went downstairs. She also used a towel, a basin, and even a toothbrush. She cleaned Fukang for a long time, cleaning up all the blood stains, and then wiped it with a mop.
The ground in the yard was also cleaned.
"Sister Bao, what's wrong with your daughter today? The sun has come out from the west, how come you are cleaning up?" A poker player asked in surprise. She and Bao Yumei have known each other for decades, and today is the first time they see Huo Ying.
The girl works.
"Maybe you took the wrong medicine, Bei Feng!" The charterer didn't even turn her head, and played a card.