"It's useless to send anyone in." Zhang Yang said.
"Why?" Shen Bing suddenly turned his head and looked at him with sharp eyes.
"The reason why they were undefended was because the hostage-taking place was a haunted house and there were unclean things inside."
"The haunted house?"
Shen Bing's face showed surprise. For his age, he still heard a lot about these things. He glanced outside and said, "You mean there is a ghost?"
When the soldiers in the room heard this, their eyes immediately focused, with doubts and even disdain on their faces.
For these soldiers, they definitely don't believe in these things.
"Ahem, this..."
Xue Qingzheng looked around with a troubled look on his face and said, "How can you believe in these feudal superstitions?"
He tolerated it a lot because Zhang Yang was friends with Su Zhengfei's daughter, and because Shen Bing brought him here, there must be some connection.
Otherwise, he would have become so angry that he would promote feudal superstition in front of so many soldiers, let alone an elite special forces team. Is this even a big deal?
"Then I would like to ask, why did this building become an unfinished building?" Zhang Yang could understand his thoughts and asked calmly without getting angry.
"When we learned about this hijacking incident, we also investigated it. Since the beginning of the construction of this residential building, there have been four accidents and seven people died. The boss can no longer bear such huge compensation, so he abandoned this mess and ran away.
Already."
To deal with such emergencies, the special forces team will definitely have a clear understanding of all the circumstances, including why the hostage-taker chose this place and whether it has any special purpose, such as facilitating escape or having prepared an escape route in advance.
such as.
Therefore, Xue Zhengqing also knew about the situation of this building. He paused and continued: "But the accident can only show that they have insufficient awareness of safety supervision, and they cannot be connected with ghosts. Otherwise, could so many accidents across the country be caused by ghosts?"
Although he was questioning, his words were righteous, and he even had an excited look on his face, clearly not believing what Zhang Yang said.
"Qingzheng, don't be anxious, speak slowly if you have anything to say." Shen Bing saw that he was a little anxious and advised him.
"Mr. Shen, this is a company. If people knew that we were discussing such a topic during the mission, it would make people laugh out loud." Xue Qingzheng shook his head with a wry smile.
"If my guess is correct, none of the three soldiers who died showed signs of fighting?" Zhang Yang said thoughtfully, ignoring their conversation.
"Yeah." Xue Qingzheng admitted in a low voice, surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Qingzheng, are they still here? Take us to see them."
"Still in the next room."
The corner of Xue Qingzheng's mouth twitched painfully, tears flashed in his eyes, and he explained firmly: "We must be together and let them watch the mission end, and the brigade will avenge them."
The friendship between comrades can even exceed family ties. When you see a comrade who ate, slept, and trained together for several years die, you can imagine the painful feeling.
What's more, as a captain, he treated his soldiers like children, and he was not willing to let them die in vain.
"Okay, let's go take a look first." Shen Bing understood his mood and walked to him and patted his shoulder to express comfort.
Xue Qingzheng turned around and led a few people towards the small door on one side of the room.
Although it is a shop, the design is very reasonable. You can do business outside and the inside can be used as a living area.
The space is also very large, and even some faucets and other facilities have been installed.
There was a treatment bed and some emergency treatment equipment inside. Zhang Yang understood that the scene where Su Zhengfei was delaying time and pretending to be treated was happening here.
Of course, these equipments were not prepared for acting, but more because I was worried that someone would be injured during the mission so that they could receive timely treatment.
Two doctors in white coats and masks were sitting there. When they saw them entering, they stood up immediately.
Next to them, there were three mobile stretcher beds, and covered under the white cloth were the bodies of the three sacrificed soldiers.
Shen Bing walked over and gently opened the white cloth, revealing a dark-skinned, resolute and handsome young face, as quiet as if he was sleeping.
Zhang Yang's heart trembled, and he felt a sour feeling as if there was sand in his eyes, and his eyes immediately turned red.
At this age, if the family is poor, he is the breadwinner of the family, making money to support the family and share the worries of his parents.
If your family is wealthy, you will still receive love and care from your parents, find a job, find a girlfriend, and live an ordinary and happy life.
But they arrived in the army and lived a monotonous life. Daily training made them tough, but it also made them lose the most colorful time in their lives.
They left their lives in the army. Maybe their families can get pensions, but how much?
The rich can spend hundreds of thousands on medical treatment to buy an unhealthy body. Can this pension buy their young life? Can it soothe the pain of their relatives?
Undoubtedly they are the greatest people...
Shen Bing pulled down the white cloth and found that his clothes were neat and without any damage, which verified Zhang Yang's statement that there was no struggle.
"The wound was on the neck. It has been treated. A single cut to the throat was fatal."
Xue Qingzheng stepped forward, stretched out his arm and gently opened the soldier's throat with his fingers, revealing the wounds of the skin and flesh.
When he released his hand from his mouth, the skin at the wound immediately closed together, leaving only a black line-like trace.
If you don't look carefully, you can't notice it at all, but you can see how sharp the blade is.
"Japanese*?" Shen Bing said.
Zhang Yang was also very surprised.* He had also heard that the blade was light and the blade was extremely sharp and processed by a special process.
After being injured, the skin does not turn out, but closes up immediately, and blood does not gush out.
"Yes, but from the strength of the wounds to the precise techniques, he is obviously at the master level." Xue Qingzheng replied in a low voice.
"How powerful is this master who can kill three people at the same time?" Shen Bing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness and his words were cold.
"Let me see."
Zhang Yang stepped forward, stretched out his hand to open the soldier's eyelids, leaned over and observed, "He must have been killed by a knife out of fear or surprise."
"Why?" Shen Bing asked.
"When a person is scared, his pupils shrink to instinctively resist the fear. Although his pupils are dilated, it is a reaction after death, and the shrinkage of the pupils is still very obvious deep down."
"You mean they were killed by ghosts?"
Thinking that what he said was dirty in the unfinished building, and that the analysis of the cause of death was very reasonable, Shen Bing already somewhat believed what he said.
Zhang Yang can cure Shen Xue's illness, which he naturally knows very well, and he also knows that this young man has something extraordinary.
When he was at the police station, he was able to penetrate people's wrists with silver needles, which showed that his skills were extraordinary, so he was still full of curiosity and affection for Zhang Yang.
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, and no one can kill the other. Of course, there are some people who have special minds and methods to break the two realms of yin and yang. People can subdue the evil spirits, and the evil spirits can also attack them."
It is undeniable that Zhang Yang struggled to explain. In fact, what he wanted to say was his own kind of people.
After a pause, he continued: "So I have heard of people being scared to death by ghosts, but no one has ever been killed by ghosts."
"You mean they were scared to death by ghosts? How do you explain the injuries on their necks?"
Xue Qingzheng became angry. He could accept that his team members died in battle, but he could not accept that they died of fear.
To him, it was an insult to his team members.
"Of course that's not what I meant."
Zhang Yang shrugged and continued to explain helplessly: "They are afraid because of human instinctive reactions. No matter how courageous people are, they will still be afraid, but their ability to withstand fear is different."
After a pause, he continued: "The resentful spirits are not afraid of people when they see them. That's because they have experienced everything in the world. People will inevitably be afraid when they see resentful spirits and ghosts. I think they are under this kind of fear.
He was killed in a sudden attack."
When he mentioned ghosts and spirits, he suddenly thought of the ghost arts of the underworld. If they were really causing trouble, Ling Bing'er, who had reached the third level, would be no match for him.
Wouldn't it be even more terrifying if her master came?
Is this kidnapping related to Sheng Guoying and his son? They were the ones who bribed the Yinmen magicians to deal with Feng Yanran, and of course Ling Bing'er later attacked her secretly.
But why did they kidnap Su Jin'er? Was it also to undermine Su Zhengfei's cooperation with the Chinese military?
"Let's go, let's talk after we get out." Shen Bing covered the soldier's body with the white cloth again and sighed deeply.
With heavy hearts, everyone turned around and walked out of the room when they saw Tang Qiang walking up and taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
He walked up to the body and said: "Brother, if you know how to smoke, you can't buy genuine products like this down here. If not, then learn to take a few puffs. You are all pure men. When you get there, you won't make people laugh if you don't smoke."
"
After finishing speaking, he opened the cigarettes and put a few cigarettes on each body. He looked at the cigarette box and said with a sad smile: "Leave some with me. In our line of work, you can lose your life in a matter of minutes. I won't."
I have to smoke a few more to earn it back."
At the end of the sentence, his voice started to choke.
It is said that people who have experienced life and death are not afraid of death. In fact, that is nonsense. Only through experience can they understand the importance of life.
"Xiaoqiang, don't...talk nonsense." Tang Shuxin said with tears streaming down her face.
boom!
Wei Hengxun punched the wall hard, making a dull sound, and said with tears in his eyes: "If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being."
"Shut up." Shen Bing scolded with a stubborn and resolute curve at the corner of his mouth: "Since you have chosen to be a soldier, don't plan to go back alive."
He pointed at the three corpses and continued: "They are heroes. They died in the right place. They have no regrets. It is simply embarrassing for you to cry here."
His words were full of sorrow, anger and desolation. After speaking, he turned around and walked out. (To be continued)