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Chapter 663: Hijacking

Three police cars were lined up in a row, sirens flashing red and blue lights.

The middle-aged man was sitting in the back seat, and the wrinkles between his brows could almost kill a fly.

Wei Shan felt that he had been too lucky recently, so lucky that something was wrong.

Every time I encounter a green light while driving, I can make a small sum of money by buying lottery tickets, and the Chinese medicine doctor on the street who pays 20 yuan can rejuvenate me. I have been suffering from cervical spondylosis for many years.

After all, it didn't affect other people, so Wei Shan wouldn't object if it continued like this.

But gradually, wanted criminals began to hit him in the face.

I ran into an MLM meeting while eating, caught a murderer while walking, and came home from work overtime to find a drug lord who had been seriously injured by his enemy.

These sudden accumulation of achievements made Wei Shan, who had been unknown for half his life, suddenly become a celebrity.

Even a police officer can solve major crimes, and the dream he has been pursuing suddenly becomes a reality.

Countless compliments came in front of them, and Wei Shan became the stupid bird that had stood idle for decades in their mouths. Finally, he howled today, making others tremble with fear.

A blockbuster.

Unfortunately, this comes at a price.

Wei Shan was not happy, even a little irritable.

He rubbed his temples, and his colleagues' instructions rang in his ears again.

"Brother Wei, your resume is just short of the last bit."

"Go to a remote village like that and stay for a few months, and you'll be on your way to success when you come back."

"I have chosen the place for you. When the time comes, don't forget about us."

"Shut up!"

Wei Shan growled lowly, trying to get rid of the sound in his ears.

He just has a good heart and is not stupid.

It's really a good thing, those people will get it even if they sharpen their brains, so it's not their turn.

To go back is to achieve success, but the premise is to "go back".

Poor mountains and rivers breed unruly people, and Zhaozhou County is particularly famous for its gangsters.

The most famous Hongshan had hundreds of people under his command at his peak.

It is said that in addition to fighting, he was also involved in human trafficking.

A veritable social cancer.

Wei Shan had already made plans to try his best to eradicate this local snake and make Zhaozhou County less dark.

But reality was once again out of control.

The serial murderer just bumped into himself as he was about to open the door.

Damn lucky again.

This time, Wei Shan's dissatisfaction reached its peak.

"Nearly twenty lives, twenty."

The middle-aged policeman took off his hat and reached out to scratch his messy hair.

Until the moment he caught Su Xi, he was still complacent and downplayed the twenty lives.

"I wasn't like this before."

The man reached out and rubbed his forehead.

He found that something was wrong with his mentality without realizing it.

So, Wei Shan started to think.

Did these things happen by chance, or did they happen because of themselves?

If it's the latter, then these twenty or so people did it themselves...

"Can't think about it anymore."

Wei Shan put on his hat again, the brim of the hat covering his expression.

He has never been so successful or so confused in his life.

Boom!

The police car ran over the speed bump and bumped twice uncontrollably.

As if he had been stimulated by something, Wei Shan suddenly pulled out his pistol and put it against Su Xi's forehead.

"Be honest and don't make any small moves."

"Can you understand me?"

The cold pistol swirled gently, and Wei Shan shouted sharply.

"Um."

Su Xi, who was yelled at inexplicably, had red eyes and tears falling from her eyes.

The sound of police sirens echoed in the deserted streets, and the young policeman in charge of driving occasionally peeked back through the rearview mirror, looking a little absent-minded.

Such a cute girl cannot be a serial murderer.

He always felt that Su Xi had some difficulties.

"Drive well."

Wei Shan patted the seat, his voice hoarse.

The young policeman in charge of driving immediately nodded in response and looked straight ahead.

Senior police officers dispatched from big cities are not something small-time cops like him can talk back to.

Wei Shan sighed and turned to stare at Su Xi.

This woman did have a good body.

He is born like a weak willow supporting the wind, and when he cries, the pear blossoms bring rain, which makes people feel pity.

In addition, the slender body is looming under the silk dress, and the white and tender skin is stained with blood and dust.

Not to mention the hot-blooded young man driving the car, even Wei Shan himself felt a little guilty.

Such a woman can accomplish many things.

For example, appearing on the screen, entering magazines, and attending dinner parties.

But killing twenty people or something...

"Not consistent with common sense."

Wei Shan narrowed his eyes and his face became a little more solemn.

Although his ancestors were from a Taoist family, Wei Shan was just a minor branch.

Having received a materialistic education since childhood, he firmly believes that most so-called supernatural phenomena can be explained scientifically.

But since meeting Wang Jin... Wei Shan's views have slowly changed.

The first time I was escorted without any memory, the second time the man in sunglasses was sent to the police station and escaped unscathed.

Everything related to Wang Jin is half-truth and half-false, and has a strong sense of mystery.

Even if he didn't admit it with his mouth, Wei Shan gradually began to believe it in his heart.

If the woman in front of me is also something unclean, then...

The identities of prisoners and guards have to be changed.

Gudu.

After thinking about this, Wei Shan swallowed his saliva, and the palm of his hand holding the gun was slightly sweaty.

He stared closely at Su Xi, observing her every move.

"What...what happened?"

Su Xi was sobbing, and the scenery on her chest was trembling slightly under her silk dress, looming.

This green body full of scars somehow exudes a fatal attraction.

It's a pity that Wei Shan doesn't accept this trick.

He fiercely pressed the pistol to Su Xi's forehead and watched as blood oozed from her porcelain-like skin.

"Brother Wei, calm down."

The little policeman driving the car hesitated and then spoke.

After realizing that Wei Shan still didn't stop, he reduced the speed of the car and turned his head slightly to look over.

The next second, the police car suddenly stopped.

There was a crash, and the tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound.

The little policeman who had just turned his head collapsed on the airbag and lost consciousness.

"There's a situation!"

The other two vehicles responsible for the escort stopped instantly, and the sound of pistol shooting rang out.

"Damn it!"

Wei Shan got up from his seat, gritted his teeth, knocked Su Xi unconscious with the handle of his gun, and immediately started to be on guard.

On the left…no one is seen.

Neither... on the right.

However, the gunshots became more and more intensive, and the direction seemed to be...

Top of head.

squeak——

A harsh noise sounded, and Wei Shan raised his head.

The drizzle hit my face, feeling indescribably cool.

Gray light falls.

The roof of the car was torn open, and a man in a golden costume stood on the roof, with four big flags fluttering in the wind behind him.

The blood-red face twisted slightly, with an unclear expression.

A pair of red bloodshot eyes stared at Su Xi with a look of joy and madness.

"I still prefer to be a drama fanatic."

Xi Chi shrugged and threw away his identity tag.

According to the plan, he should change into something else and leave alone.

"…idiot."

Su Xi, who should have fainted, opened her eyes and cursed fiercely.


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