The killer, who was wearing a baseball cap and courier overalls, heard a sound like a dough bag falling to the ground behind the door. He clenched the pistol with his right hand, held the door handle with his left hand and pushed it inward. The door opened a crack, but he found no one on the ground at all.
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The killer was so horrified that it was too late to retreat, because a big hand stretched out from behind the door, grabbed his collar and dragged him into the door. The killer hurriedly raised his gun, but the hand holding the gun was forcefully twisted back, and the muzzle was pointed.
At the same time, I felt a huge pressure on my index finger on my chest.
There was a "pop" sound, and the killer's chest and skirt were stained red with blood, but he stood still without falling. Although the power of the subsonic bullet was not great, it hit the heart and was enough to kill him in a short time. When he lost consciousness, he vaguely
Can recognize that the person who kills him is the target he wants to kill.
The courier vehicle was a white Jinbei van. The vehicle was parked on the side of the road. The engine was still roaring. The driver, who was also wearing work clothes, was sitting in the driver's seat pretending to read the newspaper. When he noticed something was wrong with his companion, the driver pulled out from under the seat.
A five-shot shotgun with a sawed-off barrel and butt was used. Just as he was about to get out of the car, a bullet flew out of the room and hit his forehead. He staggered and fell in the cab and never moved again.
Liu Ziguang put his hand on the killer's carotid artery and measured it. After confirming that the killer was dead, he placed him on the ground. He did not go out directly to check the other killer in the car. On the one hand, he was convinced of his shooting skills, and on the other hand, he did not go out to check the other killer in the car.
I'm not sure there are no other killers around.
I quickly groped around the killer's body. As expected, except for some small change, there was nothing to prove his identity, not even a key. The killer had a typical northern Han appearance. There was a callus on the index finger of his right hand. He should be someone who often touched guns.
expert.
The pistol that killed him was all black, with a thick and round barrel. It was a military Type 67 silent pistol. It is rare in the world and is usually only equipped by the People's Liberation Army reconnaissance companies or special forces.
He put the gun in his belt, dragged the body into the inner room, and said to the frightened Shangguan Jin, "You're exposed, pack your things and leave."
In fact, there was nothing to take care of. Shangguan Jin hurriedly carried the two sets of clothes he bought and his laptop and followed Liu Ziguang out. However, Liu Ziguang calmly rolled up the body with a carpet and carried it on his shoulders.
"Are you going to carry him away?" Shangguan Jin asked in shock.
"If someone dies here, the landlord will suffer great losses. You must be kind." Liu Ziguang said, holding a gun in one hand and a carpet roll in the other, and walked out of the door with his head held high. The afternoon sun shone warmly on him. Gubei New District is a high-end
There were basically no people in the community at this time, and the three weak gunshots just now were not enough to attract anyone's attention.
The carpet was very thick, and the blood from the corpse did not drip on the ground. Liu Ziguang raised his head and glanced at the cameras in the community. He paid attention to this when choosing a place to live. The angle of the surveillance camera could not catch what happened in front of his house. The community
Although security guards are responsible, they are not the police after all. As long as they do not seriously affect the lives of other owners, they will not interfere with the residents' behavior casually.
The van was covered with stickers from the courier company. The seats in the van were removed and the glass was sealed. There were a bunch of cardboard boxes placed, but when I pushed them with my hand, they turned out to be empty boxes. Liu Ziguang threw the body into it.
In the car, they briefly checked the driver. Like his companion, he didn't have any identity documents except a shotgun, and he didn't even have a mobile phone. He also left the driver in the car, got into the driver's seat, and took the belt with him.
A baseball cap with the logo of the express company was put on his head, and the big sunglasses on the driver's seat were stuck on his face. He gestured to Shangguan Jin below and asked her to climb into the trunk, then put the gear into gear and stepped on the accelerator to leave.
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Liu Ziguang thought quickly while driving the car. After he had a phone call with Zhao Hui yesterday, Zhao Hui sent him an email saying that he would send him some necessary equipment, passports and credit cards. He told him his address. Could it be that these two
What is the connection between the killer and Zhao Hui? Or was the information intercepted?
His experience on the hidden front is not rich enough, but Zhao Hui is definitely an old agent, and he should not make such mistakes. Then the suspicion lies in the woman behind him. Liu Ziguang glanced at Shangguan Jin in the rearview mirror.
, Director Shangguan was obviously uncomfortable being with the two corpses, but the expression on his face was very calm, and he did not feel guilty or panic at all after betraying Liu Ziguang.
When leaving the gate of the community, the driver's license that the courier driver had previously kept at the door was handed over by the door. Liu Ziguang knew that the driving license was a forgery as soon as he touched it. He flipped down the sun visor and a driver's license fell down. He opened it.
Look, it's the ID of the guy who was shot in the forehead. Needless to say, it's a forgery.
Fake courier vehicles, fake documents, the Type 67 silent pistol used by scouts, the powerful civilian five-shot shotgun, and the unidentified killer. The combination of these weird elements made Liu Ziguang feel dizzy.
, if it was Director Tan who took action, he should dispatch the local SWAT team with great fanfare. If the military was dealing with him, he would not choose such lame and outdated weapons, let alone send a weak two-person team to deal with it.
Own.
The feeling of the enemy in the dark made Liu Ziguang very depressed. The car was speeding on the road near Hongqiao Airport. Suddenly he braked and stopped on the side of the road. Shangguan Jin was thrown into the car by the huge inertia and rolled with the two corpses.
When they reached a place, they let out a shrill scream.
Liu Ziguang opened the car door and jumped out. Vehicles were whizzing by on the road. He took out a cigarette, lit it and took two puffs. Shangguan Jin in the car got up and smoothed his hair. When he was about to get out of the car, he was pushed in by Liu Ziguang.
He jumped into the car, closed the door, pressed down on Shangguan Jin, and began to search her roughly.
Without any eavesdropping equipment or mobile phone, Liu Ziguang was a little embarrassed, but still asked fiercely: "How did the killer find him?"
"Pah!" Shangguan Jin slapped Liu Ziguang in the face, and then pounced on her with lingering anger and gave her a good beating. Liu Ziguang did not resist, and waited until she was tired from beating her before saying, "You haven't told me how the killer came here.
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"You are an unreasonable person!" Shangguan Jin was panting from the beating, "How do I know that you are so careless in everything you do? You are so arrogant that you don't change your name no matter where you go. It's only weird if you don't get noticed!"
After taking a break, she added: "But these two killers don't look like Tan Zhihai's people. The Investigation Department never handles problems in this way."
Liu Ziguang stared closely at Shangguan Jin's eyes, hoping to see some clues, but this attempt failed without any suspense. Director Shangguan, who was a psychological warfare expert, was better at concealing his emotions than ordinary agents.
Helpless, Liu Ziguang had no choice but to trust the other party. He took out his mobile phone and made a call. Half an hour later, a van drove over. The driver was his safety assistant Hu Guang, and Dongfang Ke was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Get rid of the things in the car." Liu Ziguang ordered. Hu Guang took out two black body bags from the car and got into the van and began to clean up the mess. Dongfang Ke handed over a maritime satellite phone. Liu Ziguang took it and walked far away.
Chu said: "Zhao Hui, two people came to kill me just now. Do you know who did this?"
"There are too many people who want to kill you, but you won't have to worry about it soon."
"Why?"
"Because I will fight alongside you."
"When will it arrive?"
"I'm already over Hongqiao Airport."
Liu Ziguang smiled and closed the call. Suddenly, the mobile phone in his pocket rang again. This number was specially used to deal with An Qi, so he immediately changed his magnetic voice and said: "Hello."
"Hello Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry. I originally wanted everyone to have dinner together, but my husband suddenly had something urgent to go to Hong Kong, and Mimi and I also had to go together, so we can only do it next time." An
Qi's voice was very urgent, and there was flight information broadcast in English in the background. It was probably a call made at the Pudong Airport terminal.
Liu Ziguang's heart moved: "It doesn't matter, we often go to Hong Kong anyway. Do you have a fixed residence in Hong Kong?"
"Yes, it's over in Kowloon. You can see the sea-view room at Victoria Bay. The specific address is in the bag. I have a bad memory. I'll send it to you later... It's here, it's here. Okay, I won't tell you.
It's time to board the plane. Goodbye, Mr. Liu."
An Qi hurriedly hung up, and Liu Ziguang walked back to the van and said to Shangguan Jin: "Jin Xudong's family went to Hong Kong. Don't you think it's a little weird?"
Shangguan Jin's eyes lit up: "He is a high-end business person who books all his trips at least three months in advance. He has just returned to Shanghai today and has to leave with his family in a hurry. It is definitely doubtful. If it weren't for the time,
If it's too compact, I might even suspect that the killer was sent by him."
"But where is the motive?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Maybe I think you seduced his mistress."
"Don't you think this joke is too cold?"
"Okay, because you used your real name. After Jin Xudong listened to An Qi's introduction to the situation, he felt guilty and acted preemptively. The killer might have been sent by someone else, but he couldn't be separated from him, otherwise he wouldn't have left in such a hurry.
Shanghai, this is clearly an escape."
Liu Ziguang snapped his fingers, and Hu Guang poked his head out of the car window: "Boss?"
"Don't be too busy destroying it now. Wait for Zhao Hui to come and see what clues he can find."
"OK."
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After Zhao Hui's small business jet landed at Hongqiao Airport, a Mitsubishi Pajero with a security zone license plate drove directly to the tarmac. Zhao Hui, dressed as an army lieutenant colonel, got off the plane and shook hands with the major officer who came to pick him up.
Afterwards, he received the car keys, threw the suitcase on the back seat, and jumped into the driver's seat. The heavy Type 92 5.8 mm automatic pistol and two 20-round live ammunition clips under his arm gave him a very solid feeling.
The words of General Assistant Luo before arriving are still in my ears: "When I go to Shanghai to carry out my mission this time, I must coordinate the relationships between all parties. The situation is very complicated. I must act cautiously and must not be reckless."