The rain pattered down, the wind roared, sand and rocks flew, the big trees on the roadside danced wildly with the wind, the signboard of the small supermarket on the roadside was blown down by the wind, and hit the ground with a loud bang, every household closed the doors and windows to collect clothes, it was a busy life on weekdays
The streets quickly became deserted.
Liu Handong and Xiaofan rushed to Courtyard No. 108, pushed open the iron gate and went in. The mahjong table in the courtyard was moved to the first floor room, and the card game was going on smoothly. On the second floor, Sister Zhang went to pick up the child, and the house was locked.
, Zhu Xiaoqiang is not playing DOTA, and there is no one in the room. Xiaoli and Xiaohong on the third floor have not gotten off work yet, and there is no one on the fourth floor.
The two of them went up the stairs, leaving behind a trail of watery footprints. Then the big iron door was pushed open again, and Ma Guoqing staggered in. His stomach began to hurt again, and big beads of sweat dripped down.
It was the strong perseverance that allowed the veteran policeman to climb up the ladder step by step.
It was already the beginning of autumn, and the heavy rain was still raging, hitting the roof of the Highlander with a dull sound. Gu Changjun nodded to the four people in the car and said nothing.
Four burly men in the Highlander opened the door and got out of the car, stepping through the stagnant water and walking towards No. 108. Behind them, the four doors of the Accord opened wide, and four more burly men got out of the car. They slammed the door and carried long bags in their hands.
fishing bag,
Gu Changjun brought eight people over. These people were all well-known men in the street. They had killed people and seen blood. They had been in the palace for the second time and the third time. They worked neatly and left no trace. They were definitely top-notch experts.
What was originally a simple matter became more and more serious, and a fatal order was issued from above. If it cannot be completed today, Gu Changjun will face disaster.
He lit a cigarette and lowered the car window slightly, and the rain immediately poured in. The rain came in time and would wash away all traces. Then he looked at the security camera on the telephone pole. Gu Changjun smiled disdainfully.
, these gadgets are all designed to fool the leaders. They break down every now and then, and bad weather makes them even more difficult to rely on.
On the fourth floor, Liu Handong took off his soaked sweatshirt and heard a calm voice coming from behind: "Police! Put your hands up, turn around slowly, don't move."
Liu Handong slowly turned around and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples pointing a gun at him with one hand on his waist. This was the standard posture of police gun-holding in the 1980s. It can well prevent the other party from grabbing the gun and shooting.
It is also relatively stable.
"Liu Handong?" the middle-aged uncle asked.
Liu Handong nodded.
The other party threw a pair of handcuffs over and said coldly: "Put it on yourself, don't play any tricks."
Liu Handong picked up the handcuffs and put them on his left and right wrists.
"Wear it tighter." The old policeman said in a very dignified manner.
Liu Handong pushed the handcuff gear two more clicks.
Xiaofan came in from the balcony to collect his clothes and was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Don't be afraid, I'm a policeman." The old policeman sounded much kinder and ordered Liu Handong: "You go ahead and go downstairs."
The rain was heavy and pouring, and it was difficult to take the criminal to the police station in such weather conditions. Ma Guoqing just wanted to take him downstairs and let the landlord call the police.
Liu Handong walked slowly in front, followed closely by Xiaofan, and finally Ma Guoqing, who was holding a gun.
When I went down to the second floor, I saw a crowd of people coming up from below. The stairs were narrow and only one person could walk. At the front was a sinister man, dressed in sportswear and holding a dark pistol in his hand.
They were stunned by the two sudden encounters. In the flash of lightning, Liu Handong jumped up and kicked the people below. The sinister man was caught off guard and was kicked. He flipped over, a ball of fire came out of the pistol, and a thunder exploded.
Covering up the sound of the gunfire, the bullet hit the concrete floor slab, bounced several times, and crashed on the gunman's head. Blood spattered immediately, and the man lay down and did not get up.
The people walking at the front on both sides fell down, followed closely by Xiao Fan and another gunman below. The man raised his pistol, but Xiao Fan froze and didn't move at all.
Ma Guoqing had quick eyesight and quick hands. He pushed Xiaofan aside, raised his gun and fired twice at the same time. It was almost impossible to miss at close range. Ma Guoqing stood tall, and the bullet fired from the May 4th pistol hit the opponent's head, but the opponent
The bullet also entered his stomach, and a police shirt that had been worn for more than ten years was suddenly stained red with blood.
Followed by the third gunman, he was holding a shotgun with the butt and barrel shortened, and the black muzzle was aimed at Ma Guoqing. At the critical moment, Liu Handong, who was lying on the stairs, picked up a shotgun.
The gun fired all six bullets in the magazine at the fastest speed on the gunman, splattering blood everywhere. When the killers who filed behind him heard the intensive gunshots, they immediately retreated in a hurry.
Liu Handong picked up the shotgun, and suddenly Ma Guoqing shouted: "Put the gun down!"
The May 4th pistol was aimed at Liu Handong, and Ma Guoqing's hand was dripping with blood, which was blood from the wound.
Liu Handong suddenly aimed at Ma Guoqing. The two were within a short distance of each other. The black muzzles of their guns were aimed at each other. Their fingers were on the triggers. With just a slight move, both sides would be injured immediately.
The killers were ready to make a move again and came towards the stairs.
In the room on the first floor, several aunts playing mahjong were so frightened that they lay on the ground and blocked the door with chairs. The landlord took the phone and kept pressing 110, but the phone line was cut by the strong wind and there was no sound in the receiver.
"Put down the gun!" Ma Guoqing and Liu Handong shouted at the top of their lungs while facing each other, neither of them willing to put down their weapons first.
The fire is about to break out.
"No! Brother is a good person!" Xiaofan suddenly spoke and rushed over to block Liu Handong.
At this time, the killer's head poked out from downstairs. Liu Handong and Ma Guoqing turned their guns at the same time, and the bullets came out of the barrel, sending bricks and debris flying everywhere, and their ears buzzed.
On the iron slag street, Wang Xing braked and stopped. From the thunder, he heard the familiar sound of gunshots, including May 4 guns, shotguns, and even automatic rifles. A fierce gun battle was taking place nearby!
He hurriedly got out of the car, touched his body without any weapons, looked around, and picked up a heavy brick.
Liu Handong was very calm. This was not the first time he had refuted fire with live ammunition. At the top of the plateau, he and his comrades had faced the vicious separatist militants and had withstood the test of blood and fire.
The killers below had very strong firepower. They used military weapons and blocked the corridor with dense bullets. Seeing that the enemy was about to attack, Liu Handong shouted to cover me. Ma Guoqing raised his gun and fired several bullets. Liu Handong held a shotgun in one hand.
He quickly went upstairs, jumped down from the second floor, and fired a gun in mid-air. The shotgun was covered with bullets, and a killer with an automatic rifle was killed on the spot.
Liu Handong held the shotgun sleeve with one hand and swung it, loaded the bullet, lay on the ground and fired another shot, driving the killers out of the yard. The five bullets in the shotgun were gone. He rolled over and picked it up.
automatic rifle.
As soon as he picked up the gun, he saw a killer coming downstairs, raising his gun to shoot Ma Guoqing. Liu Handong was handcuffed and it was difficult to hold the gun, so he raised the gun awkwardly to shoot. Ma Guoqing was startled, thinking that Liu Handong was going to shoot him.
Just as he was about to move the gun, the killer strangled him from behind and put the muzzle of the gun on his head.
"Put down the gun!" the killer threatened.
Without any hesitation, Liu Handong pulled the trigger, and a bullet spun out of the gun barrel and hit the killer in the head.
The huge kinetic energy of the 7.62mm rifle bullet opened the killer's Tianling Cap, and the whole person flew backwards, covering the wall with red and white.
Ma Guoqing broke out in a cold sweat. Trembling, he took out the handcuff key from his trouser pocket and threw it down.
Liu Handong picked up the key and quickly opened the handcuffs. He held up the imitation Bayi bar made in Myanmar with both hands with great skill and hid it behind the cement screen wall. His tactical movements were extremely standard.
Ma Guoqing raised his gun and stood guard above to prevent the killer from attacking from the roof again.
Five of the eight killers were killed in an instant, and only three were left. They were unable to launch an attack, but they were unwilling to fail like this. They each hid behind telephone poles and cars, with their guns pointed at the courtyard gate, and no one noticed.
Wang Xing came from behind holding a brick.
As soon as a brick fell, the killer who was hiding behind the car was slapped on the back of his head and fell softly. Wang Xing took a fake May 4 from his hand, pulled the gun, confirmed that it was a live ammunition, and aimed at the telephone pole in front of him.
The killer.
The killer was taking out a grenade from his arms. Before he could pull out the safety pin, he was hit in the head by Wang Xing. The criminal policeman's marksmanship was impeccable. Two shots in succession would definitely kill him.
There was only one person left, and he was attacked from both sides. He fired two shots wildly, turned around and ran away. He was shot in the leg before he could get out more than ten steps, and he fell into the muddy water.
On the empty street, the Highlander had long since disappeared, leaving only an empty black Accord.
Wang Xing hid behind the car and shouted loudly: "People in the yard, please identify yourself." Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the criminal police detachment.
On the stairs, Ma Guoqing was dying. Xiaofan, under Liu Handong's instructions, helped the police officer press the wound. Suddenly, the ringtone of his cell phone rang, and it was Ma Guoqing's cell phone.
Liu Handong brought it over and took it.
"Dad, why don't you come back for dinner? Why don't you say anything about working overtime? Mom and I have been waiting for you for a long time." It was a coquettish female voice.
"Your father was shot on Tiezha Street." Liu Handong said. At this time, someone outside the hospital shouted, asking the people inside to identify themselves. It seemed that police reinforcements had arrived.
"A police officer is injured, call an ambulance quickly." Liu Handong shouted.
Before the phone was hung up, Ma Guoqing's daughter Ma Ling dropped the microphone in her hand. In the kitchen, her mother, who was warming up the meal, asked: "Ling'er, is your dad coming back for dinner? If not, we and I will eat first."
Ma Ling's eyes were filled with tears and he cried loudly.
An hour later, sirens were heard one after another on Tiezha Street. Dozens of police cars, criminal police detachments, special police brigade, armed police surprise squadrons, police stations, traffic police, forensic doctors, and hospital ambulances were parked at the scene, blocking the street.
, people all over the street stood outside the police cordon in the rain to watch the excitement, and saw the black plastic bags containing the bodies being loaded into ambulances.
The rain was still falling, and the blood on the ground was diluted and flowed into the sewer. The investigators wore gloves and picked up bullet casings everywhere. This was the largest gun-related case in Omi City since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Six people died, and one was hit with a brick.
Still in coma after being knocked out.
A large number of firearms were used in the case, hundreds of bullets were exchanged, including pistols, rifles, shotguns, and even a grenade. In the on-site command vehicle, the heads of the leaders were all big.
The first person to call the police was private detective Wang Xing. He called his colleagues in the criminal police detachment and told him that a shooting had occurred here and that a police officer was injured and that he needed support and an ambulance urgently. However, when the police arrived, they did not find the injured colleague and could not find him.
Wang Xing's figure was gone, and no one answered the phone again.
There were no witnesses to the case, and even the residents of Courtyard No. 108 did not see the incident. As soon as the gunshots were heard, they were so frightened that they lay on the ground without seeing anyone.
"We have to dig deep to find them." The commander-in-chief of the scene, Deputy Director Hao of the Municipal Bureau in charge of criminal investigation, gave the death order and immediately said to his subordinates, "Get me from the provincial department. I want to report to Director Song."
Suddenly, the cell phone rang. Deputy Director Hao took out his cell phone and waved his hand, commanding the car to quiet down instantly.
"Hello, Mayor Jin, I just wanted to report to you..." Hao Guanghui waved his hand to dismiss everyone.