Han Guang stepped forward quickly, took the phone and gave a greeting, then stopped talking. A minute later, he briefly said "I understand" and put down the phone.
"Xiao Hu, come with me, let the others do whatever they are supposed to do." Han Guang turned around and went out, and got into the car with Hu Rong again. At this time, let's go to the astronomy."
"Hao Tian is a dangerous person, why don't you bring more people with you?" Hu Rong asked doubtfully.
"No, I have other plans." There will be a fight in Han Guang's Daqiepiao Astronomy Bar. Please help me control the people. I'm useful. What, please drink? You still owe me two meals."
After making the call, Han Guang drove straight to Talang Internet Cafe without explaining anything. When he found a secluded place nearby, he turned off the engine and stopped, leaning on his seat and waiting.
…
In the Talang Internet Cafe, Hao Tian was sitting in a dark corner with his fisherman's hat pulled low on his head. Several news webpages were opened randomly on the computer in front of him, QQ was flashing, and in the video chat box was a
A beautiful woman in her twenties looked at Hao Tian in front of the camera with a frown.
"How is the decoration at home? The tiles in the bathroom must be from Foshan brand. Don't be afraid of spending money. A good house must be well decorated." Hao Tian said in a low voice into the microphone.
"It's okay, but those decoration workers are careless and lazy if they don't watch... When will you come back? You didn't even tell me what happened." As she spoke, Sun Xiaoli burst into tears.
falling down.
Hao Tian felt nervous. The company gave him a house in the Danube Garden worth nearly one million as a reward for successfully completing the task. This was originally such a happy thing, but he had to run away.
As a man, he felt very uncomfortable leaving the heavy decoration tasks to his girlfriend alone.
While they were enjoying the world between the two of them in a low voice, suddenly a few arrogant teenagers came over. They didn't sit in the so many empty seats, so they squeezed in and sat near Hao Tian. They were noisy and cursed, with a cup in their mouth.
Hao Tian glared at them dissatisfiedly, but endured it.
Now is an extraordinary period, and we must not cause trouble. Hao Tian knows the meaning of darkness under the lamp, so he did not leave his hometown and go to other places. Instead, he rented a small house near Beiguan and stayed in it. He used QQ every night to understand the progress of his home decoration.
The teenagers turned on the computer and started playing Audition. The keyboards made such a loud noise that Hao Tian could no longer hear any sound while chatting. He, who was already in a irritable mood, stood up and shouted: "Network administrator!"
Hao Tian didn't want to cause trouble. He just wanted to find the network administrator to change the machine. However, the young men were not happy when they heard his voice. They stopped playing the game and slowly stood up. The leader said: "Man, what do you mean?
?”
In Jiangbei City society, these three words "what do you mean" are quite powerful when young people are at war with each other. Usually speaking these three words will start a fight.
Hao Tian was not a gas-efficient person to begin with, so he immediately exploded after hearing these three words. He was tall and tall and replied with wide eyes: "What do you mean!" At the same time, he reached out and pushed the other person.
The young man was pushed and staggered, and he said angrily: "Brothers, flatten him!"
A group of teenagers immediately pounced on them and started a real-person PK. Although they were single and weak, they fought unequivocally and rushed up one after another. Hao Tian didn't want to make a big fuss at first, but then he became angry and folded.
They broke into a table leg and started fighting, causing chaos in the Internet cafe. The little girl at the cashier hurriedly dialed 110...
Not long after, Hu Rong heard loud noises, women's screams, and the sound of breaking glass coming from the Internet cafe. Just as a 110 patrol car drove nearby, a policeman and two security guards rushed in.
A few minutes later, a muscular man with his face covered in blood walked out of the Internet cafe. Hu Rong exclaimed, "That's Hao Tian."
"Yes, it's Hao Tian." Han Guang said.
"Let's go over and take over the person." Hu Rong touched the handcuffs around her waist and was about to get out of the car.
Han Guang said: "The police station arrested him because of a fight. What's the reason for us to arrest him? Could it be that he is suspected of murdering Yu Xiaotong?"
"Isn't that it? Could it be..." Hu Rong was a little confused.
"This case is not your responsibility. Now take Hao Tian back to the detachment. He can't be detained for more than 48 hours. He will have to be released at that time. Why not lock him in the police station and detain him for fifteen days? Then the detachment will not know the situation.
We can also come over for interrogation at any time, wouldn’t it be convenient?”
"Han Da, you really have a way. Did you arrange those gangsters?" Hu Rong asked, pointing at the young people with bloody heads and faces who were coming out of the Internet cafe one after another. These people were not old, but they were full of scorn.
Although they were beaten all over their heads and arrested by the police, their faces were still filled with unruly arrogance.
"It wasn't arranged by me, it was arranged by another person who wanted to arrest Hao Tian." Han Guang said.
"who?"
"Liu Ziguang, there is no one else except him."
…
At the police station in the north of the city, the police lights flashed on the wall. Several teenagers squatted against the wall under the scolding of the security guards, while Hao Tian was taken into the detention room alone and handcuffed to the heating pipe.
"It's just a very common brawl in an Internet cafe. It doesn't matter what the cause is. When we encounter this kind of thing, we will each fight fifty points and compensate each other for medical expenses. We will detain those who deserve it and fine them if they deserve it. But this
The boy fought very hard. Seven or eight people surrounded him and beat him. He knocked down most of them before he got down. He must have practiced." Li Jianjian, the deputy chief of the police station, introduced the case to Hu Rong and Han Guang.
"It shouldn't be a problem to detain him for fifteen days, right? Old classmate." Han Guang asked, looking at Hao Tian squatting in the detention room with his back to him.
"In more than fifteen days, he has beaten people to minor injuries. If he really wants to operate, he will be sentenced to three or two years." Deputy Director Li said, he is Han Guang's classmate in the police academy, and now he is still just
I am a small deputy director, so I am happy to help my old classmate who is the team leader.
"Okay, you just follow the procedures here. I'll be here at any time." Han Guang patted his old classmate on the shoulder and led Hu Rong out of the police station.
"Why not bring him to trial now?" Hu Rong asked.
"Hao Tian has a very good psychological quality. Let him wait for a few days and then give him a head-on blow when he thinks he is fine. This will break through his psychological defense."
"That's it, then what should we do now?"
"Catch Chu Xiangdong."
…
On June 12, the second cemetery of Jiangbei City, the sky was low, the clouds were wide, and the drizzle was falling. This was a large cemetery built on the mountain. Rows of white marble tombstones were lined up row after row. People who had never known each other during their lifetimes.
After death, they become permanent neighbors. Just like houses in the world, there are three, six or nine levels of ghost houses, which are divided into high and low. A cemetery with a beautiful view on the top of the mountain can cost hundreds of thousands, and a medium-sized tomb on the mountainside can also cost.
The price is about 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. As for the simple tombs in poor locations at the foot of the mountain, the price ranges from several thousand yuan to 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.
The Qingming Festival has passed, and there are very few people who come to visit the tomb. There are a few lonely cars parked at the gate of the mountain. A wolf dog is lying on the eaves of the guard room and taking a nap. Suddenly, its ears perk up, and then it stands up vigilantly.
Get up and stare at the mountain road eagerly.
A dusty Mitsubishi Pajero off-road vehicle drove into the cemetery gate. The door opened and a pair of mud-stained military boots fell heavily to the ground. The owner of the boots was wearing old-fashioned camouflage pants and a black M65 anti-scratch cloth jacket, and short-cut sunglasses.
A fierce breath hit his face, and the wolf dog seemed to smell something uneasy, and started barking crazily.
The man glared at the wolfdog and cursed in authentic Jiangbei dialect: "If you do that again, I'll chop you up and make Huajiang dog meat."
The wolfdog whimpered, ran to the side with its tail between its legs, and squatted down. The man spat, took a plastic bag from the car, and climbed up the stairs.
"The target appears." In the tombkeeper's hut on the top of the mountain, Hu Rong was observing the man with a telescope. At the same time, he took out the photos stolen from Chu Xiangdong's home and compared them. The young man's eyes in the photos were full of vigor, but this man was...
His whole body was full of hostility, and his powerful aura could be felt even from a distance.
The senses of public security officers are naturally more sensitive than ordinary people. Hu Rong and Han Guang also noticed that Chu Xiangdong's waist seemed to have a suspicious bulge under his wide military windbreaker. This dangerous person must be carrying a firearm with him.
Han Guang took off his jacket, revealing the quick-draw holster tied to his shirt. Under his left armpit was a Type 92 pistol, and under his right armpit hung two magazines filled with live ammunition.
He drew the gun in his hand, quickly checked the magazine, then loaded the gun with a clatter, closed the safety and put it back into the cowhide holster. The ocher yellow cowhide had been soaked deep red with sweat. In terms of the speed of drawing the gun and shooting skills, it was the best in the entire Jiangbei.
Han Guang ranks second in the city's public security system, but no one dares to claim first place.
"We will outflank him later and we must take him down. Is there any problem?" Han Guang asked in a low voice.
"Yes!" Hu Rong replied firmly, her eyes never leaving the target in the telescope.
Han Guang took out two revolver quickloaders and handed them to Hu Rong, put on the cemetery staff's work clothes, carried a shovel, and went out through the back door.
Chu Xiangdong slowly walked to a tombstone on the mountainside, knelt down on one knee, and took out apples, oranges, chicken cakes, fried chicken legs, peanuts, a bottle of Wuliangye and two packets of soft Chinese food from a plastic bag.
Put it on the table, open the wine bottle and splash the mellow wine on the ground, tear open the cigarette case, light five cigarettes in your mouth, and insert them in a row in the incense burner.
Hu Rong saw Chu Xiangdong mumbling something, then took out a card from his pocket and lit it with a lighter. She immediately felt something was wrong, pressed the headset and said: "Han Da, the target seems to be burning.
An ID card!”
"Action!" Han Guang roared lowly.
Hu Rong put down the telescope, pulled out the revolver and put it behind her. She left the hut and walked condescendingly towards Chu Xiangdong. At this time, Han Guang had already circled below Chu Xiangdong, and the two of them were attacking from above and below.
Han Guang was dressed like a handyman at the cemetery, while Hu Rong was dressed in black, holding a bouquet of flowers in his left hand and holding a gun in his right hand behind his back. They looked like young women who came to pay homage to their relatives. They were slowly
He moved closer to Chu Xiangdong, but the criminal thief still knelt in front of the tombstone and muttered something.
Everything was under control. Suddenly, Chu Xiangdong moved, quickly squatted in front of the tombstone, covered his back, and then pulled out a black pistol and fired two shots at Han Guang below.
Han Guangcui was unprepared and was shot to the ground immediately. Hu Rong threw the flower and shouted hoarsely: "Han Da!" At the same time, he raised his gun and fired fiercely. Unfortunately, Chu Xiangdong was hiding behind the tombstone, and the bullets only shattered the marble tombstone.
It splashed everywhere, but it didn't hurt him at all.