In the rearview mirror, there was a huge crowd of self-dumping kings, but Liu Handong was pressing the seat belt buckle frantically. At the critical moment, the chain fell off and the seat belt could not be unfastened!
Just when the Dump King was still dozens of meters away from Fukang, the Audi A6 appeared again, roaring and rushing to the right side of the Dump King and squeezing to the left. The two cars collided with each other and sparks flew everywhere. The Audi relied on its strong power to stop the car.
The tipper king was pushed in the wrong direction. In the end, the Audi passed Fukang's body and knocked Fukang's left rearview mirror off.
After all, the Audi was not as big as the Dump King. Gu Changjun squeezed him over, veered off the direction and hit the guardrail, then rolled over. It rolled over several times on the road and fell dozens of meters away. The airbags in the car were fully deployed, and the driver didn't know it.
life and death.
Gu Changjun reversed the car and continued to hit Fukang.
At this time, the public vehicles had stopped far away, and the fire ignited by the Tiguan blocked the road. Drivers got out of their cars one after another and placed warning signs dozens of meters behind the cars. Some people took out fire extinguishers and sprayed foam, but the vehicles burned.
It was so severe that there was no way to save it.
Passat and Santana arrived one after another. The plainclothes detective jumped out of the car and looked at the raging fire. He picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the command vehicle: "01,01, the Tiguan is on fire."
"Continue to track 176." Wan Xudong sent the order.
The criminal policeman hurriedly got into the car and drove forward.
It was inconvenient to make a U-turn on the expressway, so Gu Changjun drove the Dump King and reversed into it. Liu Handong pulled out a folding knife and cut his seat belt, got out of the car and climbed over the guardrail, climbed over the protective net and fled out of the highway.
Gu Changjun gritted his teeth, turned the car sideways, and hit the guardrail. The 280-horsepower dump king broke through the guardrail and opened the road protective wire fence. However, the front wheel got stuck in the drainage ditch and dumped.
After all, Wang is not an off-road vehicle, so it was trapped in a shallow ditch.
The driving wheels of the dump king were skidding and turning crazily, but they could not climb out of the drainage ditch. Gu Changjun had a sullen face, opened the door and jumped out. He pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger guard with one hand to load it, followed closely by Liu Handong.
Chase after him.
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Back to one day ago, in a conference room of the Public Security Department, the criminal police officers attending the meeting were all elite soldiers named by Song Jianfeng personally. There was no one from the Omi City Criminal Police Detachment. The person who presided over the meeting was Wan Xudong from the Provincial Criminal Investigation Division.
On the projection screen is a standard portrait of Gu Changjun.
"According to the information we have, Gu Changjun is still alive. The body left at the scene is his younger brother Gu Changmin. Our mission is to catch Gu Changjun and find out the black sheep behind the scenes." Wan Xudong said forcefully.
An investigator raised his hand: "Wan Chu, I suggest that all persons closely related to Gu Changjun be monitored 24 hours a day, including parents, ex-wives, sons, lovers, old subordinates, etc., and all telephones and mobile phones be monitored."
Another old detective frowned and said: "Gu Changjun has been a policeman. He knows these detection methods very well. I guess they are useless. It is said that he is dead now and should hide far away to avoid the limelight. Arrest him
The work is difficult." He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and shook his head.
"Gu Changjun has a lot of friends. He may have gone abroad, either to Myanmar, Laos or a small country in South America. It would be very difficult to arrest him abroad." Another veteran criminal policeman agreed.
Wan Xudong smiled and said: "Based on what I know about Gu Changjun, he is a man who is determined to take revenge. He is also extremely conceited and good at planning careful action plans. Therefore, we only need to keep an eye on his enemies to find Gu Changjun."
As he spoke, he picked up the remote control and pressed it, and Liu Handong's photo appeared on the projection screen.
"This man is Gu Changjun's nemesis. Gu Changjun's brother died in his hands, and Gu himself was captured by him. Therefore, Gu Changjun will definitely seek revenge on him. If he doesn't kill Liu Handong, he
He would not go abroad and hide with his tail between his legs. The saying that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge does not apply to Gu Changjun at all, because he is just a villain."
The criminal policemen whispered among themselves and quickly formulated a surveillance plan.
After the meeting, Wan Xudong walked out of the conference room and took his mobile phone at the door. When he turned it on, he saw a message from Wang Xing: Gu Changmin's urn contained talcum powder. I suspect that Gu Changjun may have faked his death.
Wan Xudong immediately called back: "Wang Xing, you are not a policeman now, why do you care so much!"
"I was entrusted to find the real culprit who murdered the heir of Qingshi Group. This is my job. Wan Chu, please share any information you have."
"No." Wan Xudong hung up the phone.
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Outside the highway is an endless field. Liu Handong is running in front, followed by Gu Changjun, who is holding a gun and is chasing after him.
In the overturned Audi, Wang Xing opened the door and climbed out, touched his arms, legs, and crotch. All the parts were found, and he let out a long sigh: "It's so hanging!" Looking back at the Audi that was almost a wreck, he sighed:
"A sacred car is a sacred car."
There was a crisp sound of "pop" in the distance. Only those who had been in the military police could recognize that it was the gunshot of the Type 77 pistol. When Wang Xing looked at the pergola from his hand, he saw two people chasing each other in the field, secretly.
He scolded him, rushed over quickly, jumped over the guardrail with one hand and supported him, and chased after him.
Two cars drove up, and a plainclothes man jumped out with a gun. He quickly checked Dump King, Fukang, and Audi. After confirming that no one was injured, he also gave chase.
Liu Handong's physique is excellent. After all, he is a powerful character trained by running five kilometers of cross-country in full gear on the plateau. A middle-aged uncle like Gu Changjun, who has been drained by alcohol and sex, can't catch up. His lungs are almost smoking when he runs.
My throat felt fishy and sweet, and I had to stop holding my knees to breathe heavily.
Gu Changjun had just fired two shots at a distance of fifty meters, and the Type 77 pistol was unable to reach him, which instead accelerated Liu Handong's escape.
Wang Xing chased after him from behind, and the grass rustled. Gu Changjun became alert and shouted: "Who!"
No one answered.
Gu Changjun raised his hand and fired, and the bullet flew into the withered yellow wild grass that was half a man tall.
Suddenly there was a strange noise, and someone seemed to be bending down and rushing past in the grass. Gu Changjun fired several shots in succession, and his pistol was empty and hung up, and it was out of bullets.
Wang Xing stood up from the grass and said disdainfully: "Gu Changjun, you are out of luck."
"You're the one who's been making trouble for a long time." Gu Changjun put his left hand into his trouser pocket, took out a bullet clip and stuffed it into the handle of the gun. With a shake of his hand, the slide was reloaded and ready to fire.
"Holy shit!" Wang Xing jumped into the grass with a leap.
The moment Gu Changjun raised his gun, Liu Handong rushed out from behind, threw him to the ground, and held his hand holding the gun tightly. Gu Changjun struggled to death, his face turned red, the veins on his neck were prominent, and the muzzle of the gun was
Slowly moving towards Liu Handong.
"Pa" the gun rang out, and the bullet flew past Liu Handong's ear, causing his head to buzz. As soon as his hand relaxed, Gu Changjun curled up his legs and did a rabbit kick, kicking Liu Handong out.
, quickly knelt down and held the gun, pointing the gun at Liu Handong.
Suddenly, two thin wires hit Gu Changjun, and then he shuddered involuntarily, curled up into a ball, and lost consciousness.
Wang Xing came over with a strange yellow and black plastic pistol, kicked the 77 pistol away from Gu Changjun's hand, turned around and asked Liu Handong: "Are you alive?"
Liu Handong got up, his clothes were soaked through, and he was covered in cold sweat.
There were rapid footsteps in the distance. Investigators came one after another, looked around, and handcuffed Gu Changjun behind his back.
"What did you get?" Liu Handong asked Wang Xing.
"Taser." Wang Xing made a gesture of blowing away gun smoke, and stuffed the plastic pistol back into the polymer holster on his waist.
Wan Xudong rushed to the scene panting. Seeing that the situation was decided, he turned off the safety and stuffed the pistol back into the holster, and ordered: "Take them away."
When Gu Changjun was taken away, Wang Xing and Liu Handong asked Wan Xudong at the same time: "What's going on?"
"Gu Changjun faked his death. We lured the snake out of the hole and finally brought him to justice." Wan Xudong said briskly. By catching Gu Changjun, many problems will be solved and the moths within the public security department will be uncovered. This is a great achievement.
One piece.
"You clearly know that he wants to take revenge on my family, right?" Liu Handong asked angrily.
"We don't have control over this situation." Wan Xudong defended in vain.
Liu Handong snorted and walked slowly back to the highway. The highway patrol, fire brigade, and road management rescue personnel had all arrived. The highway was passing through, and the traffic was not affected.
The Tiguan is still burning, black smoke is billowing, and the people in the cab can be vaguely burnt to white bones. The criminal police are taking pictures, and the traffic police are watching, muttering about the design flaws of the Tiguan. The high-pressure fuel supply pipe is in front of the engine, and the collision breaks to form high-temperature oil and gas.
It would be strange if the mixture does not explode when encountering a high-temperature turbocharged engine.
Gu Changjun was taken into Quanshun and drove towards Jiangbei. This was Song Jianfeng's instruction to handle the case in a different place to prevent leaks of information.
"You guys go away in the traffic police car. I will notify you when you need to question them." Wan Xudong waved to Wang Xing and Liu Handong.
Fukang ran out of oil and had to be towed away by the road administration. The overturned Audi also had to be righted by a crane and towed away. Liu Handong stepped forward to check the Audi. There was no major damage to the wheel, engine and chassis. He called Wang Xing: "Set it upright."
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Wang Xing understood what he meant and called a group of policemen over. They all worked together to right the Audi.
Liu Handong got in the car and started it. The engine was running normally. He went back to Fukang to get his things and said to Wang Xing: "I'll lend you your car."
Wang Xing threw the remote control key over: "If it breaks, you can repair it."
Liu Handong stepped on the accelerator, and the Audi, which was in tatters, had scratches all over its body, dented glass, broken headlights, and roared away.
Two hours later, the staff at the Jiangbei Toll Station on the expressway watched in surprise as the scarred Audi passed through the toll gate. There was also a blown airbag in the cab. The driver's expression was calm and he was paying the toll.
Liu Handong was so anxious to return home that he drove to the emergency department of the municipal hospital. His stepfather was squatting in front of the flower bed at the door smoking a cigarette. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and stood up.
"Where is it?" Liu Handong hurriedly walked in, followed closely by his stepfather: "In the observation room No. 2, the wound has been bandaged, and it is fine."
Liu Handong opened the door to the ward, and his mother was lying on the bed, drawing water. She was awake and had a bandage on her head.
"Mom." Liu Handong walked over and pulled up a chair and sat down.
"I told you not to tell Xiaodong, because I was afraid he would be anxious." Mom glared at stepfather reproachfully.
"You're here now, so don't talk about it." Stepfather introduced the situation, "He was a burglar who followed your mother in and tried to steal money. Your mother fought with him and was stabbed twice."
"Mom, if he wants money, just give it to him," Liu Handong said.
"That's not possible. We will keep this little money for you to buy a house and marry a wife. Mom will protect her even if she puts her life in danger." The mother stretched out her hand and touched her son's head.
Liu Handong's nose felt sour, pitiful parents in the world, his mother even risked her life in order to save money for herself to buy a house and get married.