Liu Ziguang's injury was not serious. A bullet hit his right **. Fortunately, it did not damage the lungs or major blood vessels. It was just a penetrating wound. It looked scary, but it was not serious.
This is also thanks to the fact that the robber was holding the May 4th gun. The millimeter bullet has strong penetrating power but poor stopping effect. If it was the new Type 92, he would not be so lucky. The 9mm bullet was in the body.
It's rolling inside and wreaking havoc, and it will have to shed its skin even if it doesn't die.
There was nothing much to do during the operation. It was just to stop the bleeding, debridement, and bandage the wound. Even if it was over, the news was tightly blocked. Reporters were not allowed to interview or visit. Liu Ziguang was lying in a single ward under the strict supervision of two special police officers.
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The first group of guards still looked at him with cold eyes, but the second group completely changed their attitude. Some details of the bank robbery had been spread. Everyone knew about Liu Ziguang's heroic act of double-shooting the robbers to death. Although the case had not yet been completed,
The truth has come to light, but the future can already be predicted. Liu Ziguang is definitely a hero that everyone is eyeing.
In the hospital ward, Liu Ziguang was lying on the bed with his upper body naked, talking to two young policemen. His right thigh was bandaged, but it did not affect his movements at all. With a wave of his hand, spittle flew everywhere.
"It's not difficult to hit accurately. The key is to have steady hands and a heavy heart. Aim not with your eyes, but with your heart..."
The two young policemen listened attentively, for fear of missing something, and poured Liu Ziguang a cup of tea from time to time, and almost kowtowed to become his disciples on the spot.
As he was talking, there was a slight knock on the door. A special police officer held down the handle of his gun and opened the door. When he opened the door a crack, he saw two female police officers in uniform.
They were one of our own. The special police opened the door. The two policewomen each held up a bouquet of flowers and whispered: "Hu**'s daughter entrusted us to send it." After saying that, they thrust the flowers into the hands of the special police and turned around.
Gone.
The special police officer was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a few seconds before closing the door. He brought the two bouquets of flowers in and exclaimed: "Blessed, blessed. We, the most beautiful women in Jiangbei City Police Department, asked someone to send flowers."
As soon as the two bouquets of flowers were placed in the ward, the atmosphere immediately became more lively and lively. The daughter of the Political and Legal Committee leader sent flowers to Liu Ziguang. The meaning was self-evident. The two policemen completely relaxed and sat down.
On the edge of the bed, Liu Ziguang was chatting with him like he had been friends for many years. The three of them were enjoying themselves.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door again, and several tall and muscular men in civilian clothes walked in. The two special police officers stood up and wanted to ask questions, but they swallowed their words and changed their hands to salute.
Those who came were the leaders of the Municipal Bureau and the leaders of the police brigade. They had no expression on their faces, simply nodded in greeting, showed some document, then pressed Liu Ziguang on the bed and handcuffed him behind his back, picked him up and left, coming and going.
There was a gust of wind, and before the two special police officers could fully react, the ward was empty.
The people from the ** brigade put Liu Ziguang into a police car and drove away quickly. Two minutes later, another police car drove up. Several capable men walked into the ward. When they saw the empty hospital bed, they asked, "Where is Liu Ziguang?"
"The report was taken away by people from the Criminal Bureau. They have Director Ma's signature." The little special policeman saluted and replied. He knew the person who came, it was Deputy Director Song of the Municipal Bureau.
"Playing the piano randomly." Deputy Director Song frowned, not sure whether he was talking about the people from the Criminal Department or criticizing these two little special police officers.
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Liu Ziguang was handcuffed behind his back again. The gears of the handcuffs were stuck tightly, making him extremely uncomfortable. The scene in the pre-trial room of the branch a few days ago came to mind. The humiliation and anger caused a fire to burn in his body.
Sitting in the back seat of Santana, two strong men sandwiched him on the left and right, both expressionless. The police car sounded its siren and shuttled through the traffic. It didn't take long to arrive at the city bureau and drove straight in.
In the underground parking lot, two policemen escorted him to the elevator and all the way to the interrogation room.
This is a room without windows, with white walls and a cement floor. There is an irregular-shaped table in the center of the room. Of course a slut like Liu Ziguang would not know that this kind of table is learned from the Hong Kong police.
It turns out that the irregular shape can increase the psychological pressure of criminals and make them confess quickly.
The room was dark, with only the lamp on the table lighting up. Liu Ziguang was pushed onto an iron chair. The three policemen first lit cigarettes and muttered a few words. Then one of the policemen put out the cigarette butts and walked over to light it.
He turned on the desk lamp, adjusted the brightness of the one-hundred-watt bulb to the maximum, and pointed it directly into Liu Ziguang's eyes, which dazzled him.
"Tell me, where did you get your gun?" A deafening voice rang in my ears.
"I robbed it from the robber." Liu Ziguang leaned back and said calmly.
"Nonsense! You are obviously a robber! You are about to kill someone and silence them. Do you think we don't know? Let me tell you, we have already grasped your situation. Now we give you one last chance. If you confess, you will be lenient. If you resist, you will be lenient!"
The roar was accompanied by the sound of a slap on the table.
"If you confess, you will be given leniency, and you will go to jail. If you resist, you will get stricter punishment. You will go home for the New Year. You are my wife. If you really understood the situation, you would have let me go a long time ago. Why would you be here to deceive me?" Liu Ziguang shook his head.
Quoting the scriptures, several *** comrades were so angry that they wanted to immediately pick up the rubber stick on the wall and beat Liu Ziguang severely.
But they couldn't. The impact of this case was very great, and Liu Ziguang had no clues to catch them, so they couldn't use police weapons, not even those tricks that caused hidden injuries, and could only use conventional means.
More importantly, Liu Ziguang was not arrested at all at this time. Strictly speaking, he was only detained for questioning. He could only be detained for forty-eight hours at most. If nothing useful could be found during this period, he would have to be released.
As a last resort, the police took out their trump card and showed a photo, which showed Liu Ziguang's tattoo pattern before his death. It's not accurate to say it was a tattoo, because the shape was simple, with five-pointed stars on the inside and a sickle and ax on the outside.
It was clearly stamped with a soldering iron.
"This is the mark on your body. According to our investigation, this is the emblem of the Ryazan Paratrooper School in Russia. It tells you where you have been and what you have done in the eight years since you disappeared!" an older policeman said.
He asked majestically.
Liu Ziguang couldn't laugh or cry. God knows how they mistook this iron factory logo for the emblem of the Ryazan Parachute School, but it didn't matter, just let them misunderstand.
"You all know what you are asking me for? Even if I have done something before, it has nothing to do with you. You don't seem to be an international leader, right?" Liu Ziguang mocked.
As he spoke, he threw the handcuffs behind his back on the table with a clang, which startled several policemen. When they looked at Liu Ziguang, their eyes were no longer right.
A person who can break free of steel handcuffs and remain calm under the high-power lightbulb in the interrogation room of the National Security Bureau is by no means an ordinary person.
Several people whispered to each other and confirmed that the guy in front of them was not an ordinary person. The results they obtained from Baidu on the Internet were correct. The emblem was indeed the emblem of the Ryazan Parachute School. Liu Ziguang's record during the eight years since his disappearance was complete.
Blank, and his shooting skills are so superb, and his psychological quality is so outstanding. Judging from this analysis, Liu Ziguang is probably an international soldier who has been an international soldier for several years, and is very likely to have served in Chechnya and Kosovo.
He has fought in wars in South America and other places, and he is the kind of fierce man who has really seen blood.
The legs of several police officers were a little shaky. As people from prefecture-level cities, how could they come into contact with such a tyrannical character? This guy really wanted to make a determined effort to refuse to plead guilty. Their criminal investigation methods were of no use at all, even if they were let go.
In order for them to torture and extract confessions, they probably just scratched people's itch.
It just failed to live up to Director Ma's expectations and could not turn this case into a solid case in a short period of time. Several police officers present were all people cultivated by Director Ma, and they knew the relationship between Director Ma, Mr. Hu, and Deputy Director Song.
The reason why Liu Ziguang was interrogated before Deputy Director Song was because he wanted to find out his background and confirm that he was the real accomplice of the robbers, while Li Quanquan was an innocent person who was accidentally killed.
, Hu ** and Deputy Director Song, who are in charge of the case, will be affected, and their rival, Director Ma, will benefit from it.
But now it seems that this hope has been dashed. The time is quite limited. In fact, they don't even have forty-eight hours. As long as Deputy Director Song knows the situation, he will come to ask for people immediately.
Liu Ziguang flexed his wrist, took a cigarette from the table, lit it for himself, and said arrogantly: "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
The policemen stood up angrily, stood in front of him and angrily shouted: "You are not allowed to leave until the matter is explained clearly!"
Liu Ziguang looked at these little policemen, moved his joints, and made a snapping sound. Even though they knew this was inside the city bureau, these police officers still felt creepy and broke out in cold sweat. A good man will not suffer the consequences, but this kid is killing people like crazy.
If they really want to take action, they won't be able to deal with them.
At the tense moment, the door of the interrogation room opened, a stream of sunlight shone in, and several tall figures appeared at the door.
Deputy Director Song strode in and understood what was going on in the room. However, he was so sophisticated that he didn't say anything. He just held Liu Ziguang's hand tightly and shook it violently.
"Comrade Xiao Liu, on behalf of Guan Guan and the victims and their families, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and sincere condolences to you!"
Several reporters followed closely behind, raised their cameras and took a snap, taking a picture of Deputy Director Song and Liu Ziguang shaking hands.
Deputy Director Song suddenly noticed that Liu Ziguang's upper body was naked, so he took off his trench coat and put it on him. He enthusiastically introduced to the reporters: "Don't pat me, pat more of our heroes who are brave enough to do justice."
There was a flash of light, Liu Ziguang smiled brightly, and several policemen behind him also laughed, their smiles were quite forced.