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Chapter 527 Shocking shooting case 2

We didn't sleep well the whole night, but luckily, the police didn't come to our door.

Early the next morning, we checked out and hurried to the train station to buy tickets back to Xingzhou.

As a result, when we were walking on the road, we could see police and armed police cars shuttling back and forth from time to time, which made me feel guilty.

To be honest, I was a little scared at that time, and not the slightest bit.

Before we got in the car, I took a deep breath and said, "Find a place where no one is around, and then throw all the guns on you into the sewer. Throw them separately, don't throw them together."

When they heard that they were going to throw away their guns, the brothers were a little reluctant. Wang Bin even said: "Xiao Feng, if we encounter a policeman and arrest us along the way, what will we do without guns?"

I said directly: "If the police arrest us, we will be captured without mercy. No matter how powerful we are, if we offend the police, we will die. If we resist, we will only die more miserably."

I paused for a moment and then said, "On the contrary, if we are captured without mercy, the police may not have evidence to prove that we did those things. We don't have guns, we just had a meal."

Then a few of us found a few sewers where there were few people, then opened the manhole covers and threw the pistols and bullets in. After doing this, I said to everyone: "Try to be calm, don't do it yourself first."

I was scared."

When the seven of us arrived at the train station, we discovered that there were a lot of police around. There were two armed policemen with guns standing at the door of the ticket office.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the police, I took Yang Tu alone to buy tickets, and asked the others to wait for us at the entrance of the waiting hall.

Although my heart was beating violently, my expression was still calm. I passed by the two armed policemen and everything was normal. Sure enough, they were just here to strengthen prevention and maintain public order, and they didn't really know who the murderer was.

When I thought about it, I felt relieved.

As for Yang Tu, this kid was calm and didn't show any signs of weakness.

After buying the tickets, we went to the entrance of the waiting hall to find Wang Bin, Thug and Xiao Dao, and they divided the tickets. We divided into three groups and started to enter the station.

When I entered the station, I found a few policemen standing at the door, holding a dangerous goods inspection device in their hands to spot-check those who passed by.

I was immediately glad that my brother had thrown away his guns on the road.

Everything went as usual and no suspicion arose.

After we all entered the station, we sat on the bench and started to rest. At this time, I heard a few people behind me talking.

"Why are there so many police at the train station today? What meeting is going on?" A man in casual clothes asked a cleaning lady nearby.

The cleaning lady is said to have said: "Young man, you don't know this. I heard that there was a shootout on Huimin Street yesterday. Eight people were killed. The murderer has not been found. Doesn't this mean that the whole city is under martial law?"

"Eight died?" The man looked surprised.

At this time, a woman next to me also said: "I've heard about this too. My home is right next to the Drum Tower. Last night my husband and I went for a walk and happened to hear the sound of gunshots, crackles and firecrackers.

Similar."

The woman's husband said: "Yes, at that time we thought that the store was setting off firecrackers. Later we saw the people fleeing and found out that there was a shooting."

"..."

As soon as the chat box was opened, everyone in the area began to discuss the matter. Just at this time, an old man came into the waiting hall with a stack of newspapers and maps in his hand. As he walked, he started shouting: "We are selling newspapers.

Newspapers were sold, there was a shootout on Huimin Street, a gang fight, seven deaths and one injury, and the police chased the murderer all over the city..."

"Seven are dead and one is injured!" I couldn't help but feel stunned for a moment, there was actually someone alive.

So I called the old man over and bought a copy. When he handed me the newspaper, he said: "The newspaper office worked overtime last night and added a new report. It was printed overnight and the headlines are big."

oh."

I nodded and said, "I heard everyone at the train station talking about this as soon as I woke up!"

Wang Bin and Xiao Dao also bought a copy each.

We bought newspapers, and many people nearby also came to the old man to buy newspapers. I guess his newspaper-selling business rarely does as well as this.

Inadvertently, some of the things people like me did also generated income for the newspaper...

Are we considered to have made a contribution to the construction of society?

I shook my head to end my nonsensical thoughts, and turned the newspaper to the "shooting incident" page. The eye-catching headline came to my attention - "A vicious shooting incident occurred in Muslim Street."

Subtitle - "Gangs fight, seven dead, one injured, one boss killed on the spot".

What an eye-catching title.

The general content of it is that what happened last night was defined as a gang fight, and the report pointed out that the eight people who died were all gang members and were subordinates of Huo Zhuanzi, a bully near the Bell and Drum Tower, formerly known as Zong Dabao. Among them, Zong Dabao was killed on the spot.

In addition, reports also pointed out Huo Zhuanzi's various misdeeds in the past: bullying and dominating the market, raping women, robbing, killing, etc.

This report gives people the feeling that this fire boil deserves to die, die well, and die wonderfully.

At the end of the report, the police made a statement, roughly saying that no matter what the nature of the case was, it had endangered social security and caused serious harm to society, and the police would investigate thoroughly.

The length is very small and very unattractive. Most people will be attracted by the previous content and ignore the following content.

I secretly sighed that the person who wrote this report was a master. The way this report was written must have been the intention of the police and the government. Its purpose could not be simpler, but to reduce the social influence and panic caused by last night's incident.

If those who died last night were ordinary people, most ordinary people would be panicked, and public opinion would directly point the finger at social security and the police's criminal investigation capabilities.

But if it is a fight between the underworld, the mentality of ordinary people will be much more stable. At the same time, some people will feel that those people deserve to die and die well! More people will gossip about the remaining problems of the underworld forces.

In this way, the pressure faced by the police and the government will be much less. As long as they take down a few gangsters, then this matter can be settled by anyone. As for the real culprit, maybe he is one of the gangsters who have been wiped out.

one.

This is probably the reason why this newspaper was rushed out overnight and distributed so early. Furthermore, today's TV morning news will definitely report this matter, but the general situation should be similar to what is described in the newspaper.

While reading this report, I admire Yu Qiang in my heart. Controlling public opinion is not simply about restricting and blocking. Sometimes, changing the angle to guide the direction of public opinion is the highest level of controlling public opinion.

What I was most concerned about in the report was the four people "seven dead and one injured". I wanted to see in the report which injured person, what kind of injury he had, whether he was conscious or unconscious, and whether he said anything else.

The appearance of a group of people and so on.

After reading the entire report, I discovered that the author who wrote the report probably used a brief summary of this content. He only mentioned that one person was seriously injured and was hospitalized, and did not mention any other circumstances.

This made me anxious, and at the same time I began to try to remember which person might have survived.

And just when I was deep in thought, the thug whispered next to me: "Crazy brother, do you want me to go back and give that man to..."

I glared at the thug, but he didn't say anything.

Then I whispered to the thug: "What the hell is this occasion? Can I say random things?"

The thug lowered his head and said nothing.

While we were reading the newspaper, a group of armed police came in outside, all armed with guns and a police dog.

I couldn't help but feel frightened. I went back last night and took a shower. The clothes I changed were thrown directly into the trash can downstairs and burned to ashes. I checked and found that the burn was very clean. There shouldn't be any odor left on us.

.

When I saw the police dog, I felt a little panicked.

But everything proved that my worries were unnecessary. The police led the police dog around in the waiting hall, and then went to the entrance again.

I was secretly relieved.

Damn it, if they do this a few more times, I'm going to have a heart attack.

I looked at the brothers around me, and they were no better than me. The thugs even had a few drops of cold sweat on their temples.

There are not many trains from Xi'an to Xingzhou, usually in the afternoon and evening. Our train was the one that left around 2pm.

And now there are still five or six hours to go until then!

As for the wounded man, except for the thugs, he could not possibly know us. But if the thugs were killed, we would definitely be dug out one after another.

Damn it, why is there still one alive!?

At this moment, my cell phone rang, and I saw it was Yao Peipei's name.

After answering the phone, I weakly said "hello".

"Yi Feng, did you kill Huo Bozi?" Yao Peipei asked suddenly.

I was stunned for a moment and then said: "Yao Peipei, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense, it will kill people."

Yao Peipei also realized that she had made a mistake and said again: "Yi Feng, I know that your status is extraordinary. I can see it. You just pretended that I didn't ask, but Huo Zhuanzi is dead, do you know?"

I said: "I know, this matter is reported in newspapers all over the street now."

Yao Peipei said: "My sister's spirit in heaven should be able to rest in peace. Evil will be punished, and God has finally opened its eyes."

If God opens his eyes, it's obviously my lunatic who has opened his eyes.

Yao Peipei called me to tell me this, and I was really speechless. I didn't have time to spend time with her now, so I said, "If nothing happens, I'll hang up and I'll go back to Xingzhou today."

Yao Peipei said sorry to me without saying anything else, and then hung up the phone.

I just hung up the phone when my phone rang again, but this time the number was an unknown number. When I answered the call, I said "hello" in disgust.

"Yi Feng, madman, you did a good job. You got rid of the fire boils just two days after arriving in Xi'an. But you guys didn't do it cleanly and one of you survived. If he wakes up, he might call yours a thug."

Brother, tell me, the thug is a celebrity in Xi'an, and there are many people who know him. You will also be in trouble by then. I think we can cooperate. You do something for me, and I will help you kill that person!"

This man's voice sounded strange.

I'm sure I don't know him, but he seems to know my whereabouts very well. Damn it, am I being watched? What the hell is going on!?


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