Mo Hu and Xiao Ke were sent to the hospital. Lu Lin and others were taken away by the police and went to the local police station.
"Who did you offend? Why did they shoot you?"
The policeman from the police station asked Lu Lin, who was fine.
"Xiang Nan ordered Zhang Jun to do it."
Lu Lin gritted his teeth and sat on the chair to answer.
"You have a grudge against Xiang Nan, and you know the person who shot him, right?" the policeman asked with a frown.
"I have a grudge against them. They were the ones who shot my brother to death some time ago." Lu Lin replied.
"This Mr. Zhang is Xiangnan's Ma Zai, right?" The policeman seemed to have some sense.
"No, we are friends." Lu Lin was a little annoyed.
"Do they have any interests involved?" the policeman asked in confusion.
"should not."
"It's just a matter of friendship. How could Zhang Jun help shoot Xiang Nan?" the policeman asked in disbelief.
"Zhang Jun is just a lunatic, who knows what he thinks." Lu Lin replied angrily.
The policeman looked sideways at Lu Lin, remained silent for a moment, picked up a phone from the table, gestured and asked, "You picked up this phone when you were fighting with Zhang Jun, right?"
"Yes." Lu Lin nodded.
"There are two text messages here. Listen, I will read them to you. The first one was sent by Zhang Jun, saying: I have arrived at Sanquan, where is he? The other party replied: Northeast Tanhuo Building, eight people , Mo Hu has a gun, Zhang Jun replied: I understand, I will pay 100,000 first, everything is settled, and the balance is paid. The other party replied: The matter must be realistic and clean, come on, tell me, is this called no interest involved? After the policeman finished reading the text message, he looked sideways at Lu Lin and continued, "If you don't explain this trivial matter between you two clearly, how will we find clues?"
Lu Lin listened to the policeman's words, and a look of astonishment flashed through his ignorant eyes. He was stunned for a long time and asked quickly: "Who sent the text message to Zhang Jun."
"It was issued by a third-party service platform with the prefix 9, and the number is hidden." the policeman said quickly.
"Then can you find out?" Lu Lin asked.
"This kind of platform is illegal, how can we check it?" the policeman replied speechlessly.
Lu Lin sat on the chair, frowning and staring blankly. A huge mystery arose in his heart. The last time Zhang Jun killed Lu Tao, it was definitely a very accidental encounter, because the few of us were tricked into the door of the KTV. Lu Tao just brought people here to block it, and Zhang Jun's appearance was purely accidental, so he was able to shoot, definitely not because of the temptation of RMB. But what does this dialogue in this text message mean now.
Someone wants Zhang Jun to kill him, if not Xiang Nan, who could it be?
With the recent land expropriation, my gang must have offended many people. Those who had grudges and resentments in their hearts did not dare to stab Guo Hao, so they found themselves.
Lu Lin used his brain at extraordinary speed and thought about many possibilities, but he was not sure which one was the actual situation.
The police asked briefly, picked up the evidence and left.
"Wait a minute, can you tell me the number of this mobile phone?" Lu Lin raised his head and asked out of nowhere, because he suddenly thought of another possibility, although this possibility was that he was just imagining it.
"What do you want it for?"
"I think of something, can you give it to me?"
The policeman paused for a moment, then dialed his own phone number using the evidence mobile phone. After getting the number, he read it three times. After Lu Lin memorized it thoroughly, he turned and left.
"Captain Mi, have you heard about the case here?" the police station director asked into the phone.
"I just found out, it must be Mr. Zhang again." Mi Zhongguo replied.
"This man is seeking death. The victim is here with me. When will you come and pick him up?"
"I've already sent someone over. Just hand the files, evidence, and the victim directly to them." Mi Zhongguo then replied.
"Okay." The director responded.
"Gudong, gudong."
Mi Zhongguo took a paper cup, drank two glasses of water, burped, took out his cell phone, and dialed the number he had saved but never called.
"Hello, Team Mi."
"Stop talking nonsense, come out and have a chat."
"Your attitude is not like a defender of the people at all." I replied teasingly.
"In half an hour, the entrance to Xiangfang Park." Mi Zhongguo said and hung up the phone.
Half an hour later, at the gate of Xiangfang Park, Mi Zhongguo drove a Mitsubishi Jeep and parked on the side of the road. After waiting for less than two minutes, I drove a Honda Accord with nearly 300,000 kilometers and parked behind him. The cars were put together and immediately attracted a lot of attention. They had seen cars before, but never such a shabby one. The price of two cars plus one car was no more than 50,000 yuan.
There are many people walking in Xiangfang Park, the trees are wrapped in winter cloth, and the ground is covered with yellow leaves, making it look a bit desolate.
I was wearing very little, so I walked up to the Mitsubishi with my arms on my shoulders, opened the passenger door, and jumped in.
"Uh-huh."
As soon as I came in, Mi Zhongguo stared at me. I looked at him with a smile. He still had the same dead look, unshaven beard, sticky hair, exuding a smell of sweat, and the collar of his white shirt. , it’s already so dark that it can’t get any darker. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like it’s wearing a black Hermès dog leash.
"How are you doing? It's a bit decadent." I asked with a smile.
"You're a little shameless, you know." Mi Zhongguo asked, licking his lips.
"Where do you start talking about this? I've offended you." I replied with a puzzled look on my face.
"You asked Zhang Jun to come back." Mi Zhongguo continued to ask.
"He's back, but he didn't call me."
I asked in shock.
"Peng."
Mi Zhongguo excitedly grabbed my collar and pushed me back so hard that my head hit the car glass with a bang.
"Xiang Nan, I want to touch you, it only takes a minute. Where is Zhang Jun?" Mi Zhongguo asked me word by word.
"Haha, Captain Mi, you have to touch me gently. Just a few days ago, the Social University taught me another lesson. I have a younger brother who suffered a concussion due to a fight. He wore it with a bang. He was handcuffed and smashed into the detention center. What do you call minor injuries? Hey, you said, people are so fragile nowadays. They really can't stand being touched, let alone banging their heads against the glass, right? "I breathed quickly and looked at Mi Zhongguo with a red face.
He pinched my neck, gritted his teeth and stared at me for a long time, then let go with a snap.
"Zhang Jun, I really don't know where he is. I have a normal relationship with him. He is good with another friend of mine, so it's useless for you to ask me. Oh, and there is something I have always wanted to say. You are wearing a big cap and the national emblem, which represents the law. You said, I really have something to do and I want to report it to you, okay." I loosened my collar and looked at me casually and said.
"If Guo Hao does this, he will be defeated sooner or later. I can deal with him, but you can't." Mi Zhongguo said slowly.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to sentence him to death."
I replied with great disdain, opened the car door and left.
"Xiang Nan, in today's society, if you still want to use knives and guns to get ahead, what's waiting for you is handcuffs on the left and a detention center on the right." Mi Zhongguo shouted to me.
"Haha, I have been in the detention center for half a year. I know the law better than you."
After I finished speaking, I got out of the Mitsubishi Jeep and drove away in a leisurely manner.
Mi Zhongguo was very sure that I was the one who found Zhang Jun when he came back, and it must be the hiding place I arranged for Zhang Jun. He really wanted to keep the vicious Zhang Jun in H City.
But after he found me, he regretted it a bit. It was a bit reckless. In his mind, I was still the secret agent who was at his mercy, and I was still the one who wanted to give him gifts but failed in the end. Child.
This time it didn't scare me, it just frightened the snake.
Mi Zhongguo was a little angry and his mouth was about to blister.
And I also know that since I didn’t sell Zhang Jun, Mi Zhongguo must have a gap in his heart. Maybe now he wants to stab me too.
You have to be careful about what you have to do in the future.
Guo Hao knew that the news about the incident in the hotel was from Xiaoquan, because he was the least involved. The gun was carried by Mo Hu, and he had no involvement in the fight, so after recording the confession, he went directly to Sanquan Town The police station released him.
"Where is he now?" Guo Hao asked through gritted teeth.
"He was sent back to H City, and the city bureau took over the case." Xiaoquan said urgently.
"No matter what happens."
"Mo Hu was shot four times and went to the hospital, and Xiao Ke was shot once in the leg. I don't know what the situation is. Everyone else is fine." Xiao Quan quickly replied, and then continued to ask: "How to fix it? Brother Hao, Lin Zi can't go in, Mo Hu is carrying a gun."
"Mo Hu knows what to say, where are you?" Guo Hao asked, patting the steering wheel impatiently.
"I'm on Welfare Street,."
"Wait, I'll pick you up."
Guo Hao replied angrily and hung up the phone directly.
"Damn you, you won't be able to stop until you cause some trouble." Guo Hao, who was sitting in the car, leaned on the back of his chair tiredly and muttered to himself: "Lu Tao, Lu Tao, sooner or later I will Let your younger brother be killed. Why can't you, a man in his twenties, use his brain to think about things?"
The other end.
On the right side of the hotel where the incident took place, the third trash can stood quietly there. After an unknown amount of time, a figure walked over under the street light, then bent down and put his hand into the trash can. After searching for a long time, I picked out the canvas bag where Zhang Jun carried his gun.
Then he glanced around in a panic, took the canvas bag, and wanted to stuff it in his arms, but found that he was not wearing a jacket at all. After a pause, he fiercely lifted up his T-shirt and stuffed the canvas bag into his crotch. He used his belt to hold him in place and then covered himself with a T-shirt.