In the corner of the kitchen, there is a medicine jar. The Chinese medicine residue inside is still warm, and this is where the smell comes from.
"What's going on? Someone is sick in the store?" Feng Qingshan asked.
"Director, I found this in the drawer." The agent handed over a medical certificate.
Feng Qingshan read it carefully. This was Wei Zhongwen's medical certificate. The condition description and treatment suggestions were clearly written, including the year, month and day.
Looking at the cane hanging by the bedside, Feng Qingshan gradually showed a smile on his face and said: "Where can a patient with a severe bone fracture go?"
Mao Zhichun said: "But if there is an accomplice to help him..."
Feng Qingshan interrupted him and said: "Wei Zhongwen sent Baogen to send a report to explain that he was not prepared to escape. This is an emergency. I estimate that he is probably nearby! Bai Jumin."
"Yes." Bai Jumin took a step closer.
"Call the police station and tell them it's an order from the Secrecy Bureau, asking them to immediately send people to block Yunhe North Street and search for Wei Zhongwen with all their strength!"
"yes!"
Ten minutes later, the Hongqiao Police Department sent a team of more than 30 police officers to various intersections on Yunhe North Street, setting up checkpoints to check passing pedestrians and vehicles.
Just as Feng Qingshan had judged, Wei Zhongwen didn't go far, and his leg injury was not easy to recover from, so he jumped from the window, which aggravated the injury.
There were spies patrolling the streets, so he did not dare to take the main road, so he could only go into the alleys, thinking of leaving Yunhe North Street first, and then calling a rickshaw on the street.
Gritting his teeth and insisting on walking to the end of the street, Wei Zhongwen just showed up at the entrance of the alley and found three or four policemen standing at the intersection, as well as a plainclothes agent checking pedestrians' IDs.
Oops!
Wei Zhongwen screamed secretly, wanting to leave Yunhe North Street, no matter how many detours he took in the alley, this was the only way to go!
Flashlights were flashing in the distance, and Mao Zhichun led a group of people to search the streets and alleys. If he found anyone acting suspiciously, he would immediately step forward for questioning.
Wei Zhongwen quickly retreated, leaning against the wall and panting. When the door next to him rang, an old man in his sixties came out.
There was no way out, so Wei Zhongwen had no choice but to walk back and try to find another way out.
The alley was so narrow that the two of them almost passed by each other. The old man looked at him suspiciously, turned back and walked out. He came to a cigarette stall on the street and said, "Here's a pack of Hardmen."
"Hold your cigarettes." The cigarette seller handed the cigarettes to the old man.
Seeing policemen everywhere on the street, the old man asked casually: "Why is this like this?"
The cigarette seller said: "I heard it was to catch snitches."
"Snitch?"
"The police said that the snitch hadn't gone far and was hiding in our area."
At this time, Mao Zhichun came up with two of his men, shined a flashlight on the old man and the cigarette seller, and said, "Did you see any suspicious people?"
The cigarette seller shook his head repeatedly. The old man hesitated and said, "There was a person in the alley just now. He looked suspicious."
Mao Zhichun asked quickly: "Why is it suspicious?"
The old man said: "There are all old neighbors in the alley. I know almost all of them, young and old. Even if I don't know them, at least they are familiar to each other. I have never seen that person before."
"how does he look like?"
"Wearing glasses, having a square face, walking with a slight limp..."
These characteristics were completely consistent with those of Wei Zhongwen. Mao Zhichun was eager to perform meritorious deeds. He did not notify anyone else, but followed the direction pointed by the old man and pursued him with two of his men.
Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps behind him, Wei Zhongwen knew that the spies might be chasing him. He looked around anxiously and saw a bicycle parked in front of a courtyard.
The courtyard door was open and the bicycle was not locked. The owner probably came out soon and felt there was no need to lock the bicycle.
Wei Zhongwen endured the pain in his legs and walked over quickly. He quickly turned the corner on his bicycle despite the yelling in the yard.
Hearing the shouting, Mao Zhichun ran over and asked: "What's going on?"
"The bastard's gray grandson stole my bicycle!" the owner, a middle-aged man in his forties, cursed angrily.
Mao Zhichun thought for a while and said to his two men: "The streets are full of our people. Wei Zhongwen will definitely not dare to go out. He can only wander around in the alley. You two chase him. I will block him over there! Remember.
, don’t make any noise, do you understand what I mean?”
"Understand!"
"clear!"
The two men carried pistols and chased along the road excitedly.
They thought the same as Mao Zhichun, why should they give the credit to others when they could get it so easily by dealing with a desperate lame man?
Worried about seeing the flashlight light, Wei Zhongwen did not dare to come over. Mao Zhichun turned off the flashlight and walked slowly in the darkness with a pistol.
This place is very close to Jiang Xinyu's house. It takes less than five minutes to walk out of the alley and climb over a two-meter-high courtyard wall.
The sound of a bicycle came from the alley. Mao Zhichun quickly pressed his body against the wall. He saw the right moment and suddenly flew up with his kick, knocking Wei Zhongwen and the car to the ground!
"Wei Zhongwen, don't move, you are under arrest!" Mao Zhichun shouted in a low voice.
Wei Zhongwen sighed in his heart. He never expected that his injured leg would drag him down. It was a pity that Jiang Xinyu gave him a timely warning.
Mao Zhichun held up the gun with one hand, turned on the flashlight with the other, and said: "If you don't say anything, I have to verify your identity. Don't make a joke and arrest the wrong person again... Captain Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Xinyu came out of the darkness, came to Mao Zhichun with his hands behind his back, and said, "Can I not come for such an important operation?"
"Captain, this person is from the Communist Party..." Before Mao Zhichun could finish his words, he was hit hard by a brick on his head!
Mao Zhichun didn't say a word, his body was piled on the ground like a sack. He never dreamed that Captain Jiang would suddenly kill him!
Wei Zhongwen was surprised and happy, and said, "Why are you here?"
"Don't worry, come out and have a look." Jiang Xinyu said in a low voice.
Wei Zhongwen said: "The streets are full of spies, if they see you..."
"It's okay, no one can see me jumping over there." Jiang Xinyu pointed to the two-meter-high courtyard wall outside the alley entrance.
"Hurry up, the agents will catch up soon. I can't run away. The worst I can do is fight with them!" Wei Zhongwen reached out and picked up Mao Zhichun's gun.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Let's not talk about this for now... you go under the wall and ride on the back seat of the bicycle. I will drag you up. You can bypass the checkpoints on the street from here!"
"Is that possible?"
"You have to give it a try whether it works or not! Hurry up, there's no time!"
"This agent has seen you..."
"he died."
The brick hit the vital part of the head, and Mao Zhichun had already died.
There were still five or six meters away from the courtyard wall. Jiang Xinyu accelerated his run, stepped on the protruding part of the wall, and used his strength to leap forward. He was already on top of the wall.