Fatty Sun said in shock: "In four months and more than 120 days, ninety-seven people had accidents, almost one a day..."
"Ahem..." The little policeman stopped Fatty Sun: "Leader Sun, there are not that many... there are seventy-nine people."
"Almost." Fatty Sun patted the young policeman on the shoulder: "It's already dawn, where is your place to have breakfast? We are unfamiliar with the place, so it's up to you to solve the problem of food and clothing."
The little policeman was a little unaccustomed to Fatty Sun's familiarity. He was a head taller than Dasheng Sun, but he had to bend his back to accommodate the friendly behavior of the department leader.
"We are a small place here. What delicious food can we have, that is, rice balls, soy milk, etc. I don't know if it will suit the taste of the leaders." The little policeman said with a smile.
Fatty Sun became excited when he heard there was something to eat: "What kind of noodle balls are they delicious?"
“The taste of our small place is not bad, some are salty and some are sweet, worth trying”
Fatty Sun couldn't wait any longer: "Then don't sit still and walk quickly. Is the place far away?"
I couldn't stand it any longer: "Great Sage, you don't show up anywhere. We are here to do business, so we don't have to pay much attention to it. We can just make do with a bite of food."
Before Fatty Sun could speak, the little policeman smiled and said to us: "You're welcome. I'm here to serve a few leaders. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Haha." The more Fatty Sun looked at the little policeman, the more he liked him. He patted him on the shoulder several times: "Kid, do your best, you will have a bright future..."
After leaving the hospital gate, the policeman stopped a taxi. Just as he was about to get in the car, he answered a phone call and then said with a grimace: "I'm sorry, leaders. All police officers must put down the phone number in the bureau."
My job is to patrol the streets. However, the taxi driver of that noodle shop knows about it, so I won’t accompany you leaders."
Po Jun was already in the car. When he heard this, he opened the car door and said to the policeman: "How about I take you to the police station first? It won't take long."
The little policeman shook his head: "We are going in two directions and it's not the same way. I'll just take a taxi." He told the driver the address of the noodle shop. He also gave the driver the fare and turned around without waiting for us to be polite.
Another taxi.
Who did these little policemen offend? I sighed and said to Po Jun: "Do you need to contact the bureau and hear what the bureau wants?"
"No need." Fatty Sun sneered: "Deputy Director Wang... they can handle it. Besides, Deputy Director Wang... he won't like us interfering in their work.
Po Jun's intention was also towards Fatty Sun: "If there are any problems, Wang Ziheng will contact the bureau, we don't need to be too proactive."
Five or six minutes later, we arrived at the noodle shop the policeman mentioned. It might not be time for breakfast yet, but the shop was empty, with not a single customer.
The little police officer was right. The taste of noodle balls is very good. There are seven or eight flavors. The salty ones include bacon and ham. The sweet ones include bean paste, sesame, etc. Fatty Sun made the decision for me and Po Jun.
, two of one flavor, plus soy milk and pickles, enough to make you full.
While we were enjoying our meal, Pojun's phone rang. It was the internal number of the polling bureau. After Pojun heard a few words, his eyes straightened, and then he choked out all the soy milk in his mouth and coughed.
After a while, he said: "Don't...eat, the second room...something happened again."
Fatty Sun had just swallowed a bacon noodle ball: "Isn't Deputy Director Wang watching?"
I handed Pojun a glass of water to help him feel better. After drinking it, his cough improved a lot: "The accident happened to Wang Ziheng. Two minutes ago, the patrolling police found him lying in the corridor of a residential building. He has been sent to the hospital.
Now everyone in the second room is rushing to the hospital."
Fatty Sun and I immediately lost our appetite. Fatty Sun threw the dough ball that had reached his mouth back on the plate: "Wang Ziheng has also become a vegetative state, what should we do?"
Po Jun said: "This time, Wang Ziheng was not in a vegetative state. When he was found, Wang Ziheng's limbs had been fractured, and at least four ribs were broken. His head was severely hit, and he was bleeding heavily, leading to coma."
Although the three of us don't have a good impression of Wang Ziheng, now that we hear his tragic end, we can't help but feel a little sad.
Fatty Sun murmured: "After being beaten like this, can anyone still want it?"
Po Jun and I ignored his words. I said to Po Jun: "What does the bureau mean? Should we continue to investigate, or should we go back and the bureau will send more people?"
Po Jun took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff: "We are on standby and try not to do anything to irritate the murderer. The bureau has arranged people at the director level and are on their way here."
Fatty Sun picked up the cigarette case that Po Jun put on the table, took out one and lit it: "What should we do now?"
Po Jun blew out a smoke ring: "Check out and leave."
Before we left the noodle shop, we saw a police car parked at the door. The young policeman who had just broken up jumped out of the car and walked towards us: "Fortunately, I came in time, and the leaders haven't left yet.
Something happened to Director Wang who came with you."
Fatty Sun said: "We already know, and you came here to inform us? Didn't I say, kid, you have a good eye?"
The little policeman smiled: "I'm not just here to inform you about this matter. Our director has given instructions. In order to ensure the safety of all leaders, each group of leaders will have a policeman with a gun next to him. As you know, our Qilin City recently
The bad luck continues, and our director can no longer bear the big stimulation."
I got into the policeman's car and after walking for a short time, I saw four acquaintances strolling on the street opposite. They were investigators from the second room. They had transferred from the first room and had a good relationship with Po Jun. This
The four of them were also accompanied by a policeman. It seemed that they also knew the news about Wang Ziheng's accident.
Po Jun asked the policeman to stop the car and said hello to them. After seeing Po Jun, the four people's expressions became a little better. When they were about to walk over, the four of them seemed to have seen something funny at the same time.
He smiled widely at Po Jun.
They made Pojun laugh so hard that Pojun looked in the rearview mirror and thought he had something dirty on his face.
The dirty things were not seen, but an incredible scene appeared. The four people who were laughing from ear to ear suddenly rolled their eyes and collapsed to the ground at the same time.
"Something happened!" The first person to react was Po Jun. He opened the car door and ran to the four of them in a few steps. The four buddies were already unconscious. Po Jun checked their pulses one by one and opened their eyelids.
Look at the changes in the pupils.
Po Jun was also very quick with his hands and feet. By the time Fatty Sun and I passed by, he had already finished the inspection: "They are the same, they lost their souls and souls."
The murderer is nearby! Fatty Sun and I looked around, and Po Jun whispered: "Don't look around! We are not opponents, don't provoke him now, wait until the directors arrive."
I reached out and touched the gun: "He is nearby. As long as I can find him, I can solve the problem."
Po Jun said, "Lazi, don't mess around. When you see him, you will probably be the one to deal with him."
My hand had already touched the handle of the gun. After listening to Po Jun's words, I could only slowly let go.
"That is not an ordinary person. He can steal the souls of four people in the blink of an eye. Even Hao Wenming may not be his opponent." Po Jun said through gritted teeth as he looked at the four people who fell on the ground.
Fatty Sun said: "Then why did he let us go and attack the people in the second room?"
Po Jun raised his head and glanced at Fatty Sun and me: "He may think that we are the weakest and not worthy of his attack."
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