After receiving a call from Lin Feng who was on a business trip, Sir Ma and Zhou Yusheng did not have time to deal with it accordingly, because immediately, another murder case disrupted their pace.
"The deceased's name was Chang Xiao. To the public, he was the security director of a financial company, but he was actually a debt collector."
The police officer who arrived at the scene quickly reported: "According to people traveling with him, Chang Xiao was driving at the time, but suddenly, Chang Xiao's head tilted down, and then the car lost control and hit the safety catch. At that time,
After they dragged Chang Xiao out, Chang Xiao was no longer breathing, and there was only a blood hole on his forehead... a suspected gunshot wound."
Hearing the gunshot wound, Ma Houde couldn't help but shake his hands... New Zealand's gun management is already very strict, and there is no so-called gun qualification like in foreign countries.
If the gangsters are armed with guns and walk in the downtown area to kill people...
"What was the deceased doing before the accident?" Zhou Yusheng asked in a deep voice at this time.
They had already rushed to the scene. There were many onlookers at the scene, but they were all isolated outside the guardrail.
The police officer said: "They were drinking in a liquor store not far behind. We asked and the owner of the liquor store could prove it. At the same time, we found signs of a fight in the back alley of the liquor store, and the other two people in the car
I also confessed honestly that they happened to meet a debtor and beat him up before finally leaving."
Ma Houde frowned and said, "Where is the debtor who was beaten?"
"Oh, this man's name is Qian Er, and his identity has been verified." The police officer immediately replied: "But when we found him, he was already drunk and unconscious, and there were signs of beating and blood on his body. Initially,
It is estimated that there may be slight internal bleeding, which is consistent with what the other two people said."
Ma Houde nodded, and then he and the police officer went to see the so-called Qian Er. The two came to Qian Er and saw that Qian Er smelled of alcohol and couldn't wake up even if he kicked him, "
Have you done the test?"
"It's done, 292 per 100 milliliters." The police officer said quickly.
Sir Ma stared, shook his head and said: "You don't want your life...you are so drunk that you can't stand up even if you pee, let alone kill people? Go ahead and send him to the hospital."
In fact, Qian Er was in the ambulance at the moment. As soon as Sir Ma said this, the ambulance drove away first.
Zhou Yusheng walked over with an ugly expression at this moment, "Old Ma, Chang Xiao's death state... may be the same as that in the detention center."
"What?" Ma Houde's face suddenly changed slightly.
Zhou Yusheng said seriously: "Before the accident, Chang Xiao was driving. He must have been facing the windshield... but there were no signs of damage on the windshield. Unless the two people in the car were lying, it would be too weird.
Already."
Ma Houde scratched his head and looked around, "There is no surveillance around here... So, let's take the people in the car back first and examine them carefully. We'll see if an autopsy report can be issued tomorrow and we'll look at the situation."
This was the only way, Zhou Yusheng had no choice but to nod.
Sir Ma then said again: "Lao Zhou, I don't think it's better than this. This place is relatively close to your home. Why don't you go back first and take a shower and rest. There will be a lot of things to do tomorrow."
"I'm not tired." Zhou Yusheng shook his head.
"But I'm tired!" Ma Houde patted Zhou Yusheng on the back without saying anything, "If I don't have someone to support me, I won't be practical!"
"You old boy." Zhou Yusheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "You'd better go back first. It's right for your wife to take more care of her second child... Anyway, someone still has to take care of this matter, and someone has to do the subsequent procedures.
I’m not tired, I’m doing it.”
"Is this what you said?" Mahoude blinked, "I didn't force you?"
"Okay, where is all this nonsense?" Zhou Yusheng responded angrily.
At this moment, Sir Ma took out his cigarette case, gave one to Zhou Yusheng, and lit one himself. Judging from the situation, he planned to finish smoking and then drive home. He patted Zhou Yusheng on the shoulder and suddenly said curiously: "I said
Lao Zhou, you seem to be a different person in the past two or three years, why are you working so hard?"
Zhou Yusheng said casually: "We are the police in a personal name. If we don't fight, who will?"
Ma Houde was stunned and leaned against the car door, "Oh, if you had said this a few years ago, I wouldn't believe it at all. But in the past two or three years, you have almost become a desperate man, so I really can't help but believe it.
...I still remember the time when our two teams jointly handled cases. At that time, Team Luo was still there, and the second team was led by Team Gao. The most cunning person at that time was you. You would go to work on time and leave work on time. There were some things that you either shied away from or shied away from.
If you are careless, the big fire will say that you are just here to mess around."
Zhou Yusheng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
After all, the two of them are at the same level now. Ma Houde laughed awkwardly and said, "Old Zhou, I just sigh, I don't mean anything else. Old Zhou?"
Seeing Zhou Yusheng pressing his palm on his forehead and rubbing it vigorously, with a somewhat painful look on his face, Sir Ma became concerned.
"It's okay..." Zhou Yusheng shook his head, casually took out a small bottle from his clothes, poured out two pills, and stuffed them into his mouth. He also took a bottle of water from the car and drank a few sips.
"What medicine did you take?"
Zhou Yusheng checked his breathing and seemed to feel more comfortable, "Just a little headache medicine, nothing will happen."
"Is this possible without a headache?" Ma Houde said angrily: "For people like you, who stay up late every day and often don't sleep, I wouldn't be surprised if you suddenly die suddenly one day. No, no, I think otherwise, you go back and rest.
I'll handle the next thing."
"No need." Zhou Yusheng shook his head.
Ma Houde's attitude became tougher, "Are you going? If you don't go, I have to call Director Liu and ask him to give you an order?"
"This..." Zhou Yusheng rubbed his forehead. He really had a severe headache at this moment, so he could only say helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back first."
"Remember to see the doctor!"
Zhou Yusheng waved his hand, as if he didn't listen. Ma Houde was not at ease, so he called a colleague and drove Zhou Yusheng back.
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"Captain Zhou, are you feeling better? Can I get you a glass of water?"
A colleague helped Zhou Yusheng down and placed him on the sofa at his home.
"No need, I can take care of myself." Zhou Yusheng leaned on the sofa, raised his head, waved his hands and said: "There are many things in the bureau, so you go back to work first. I will be fine after I take a rest. I will go back to the bureau later.
Here... please sort out Chang Xiao's information as soon as possible."
"But Captain Zhou, why don't you take a little more rest? With the cavalry team watching, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Go if you are told, there is so much nonsense!" Zhou Yusheng's tone suddenly became heavier.
The colleague had no choice but to nod, pour a glass of hot water, and then leave quickly... I thought that Team Zhou might be in a bad mood these days. However, in the past few years, Team Zhou has basically always had a bad face and cursed at every turn.
Although their ability to solve crimes is top-notch, the people in the team are suffering under high pressure.
Maybe it's a family problem... We all know that Zhou Yusheng's family is not very good. When I helped him come back today, it was obvious that the house was empty.
At the same time, he shook his head, took one last look at Zhou Yusheng, and then closed the door.
After his colleagues left, Zhou Yusheng was drowsy. Cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead and neck. He only felt that his mouth was dry and his chest was tight and uncomfortable... He wanted to drink water, but his hands started to shake, and the cup
It suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
The sound of the cup breaking was like a switch, causing Zhou Yusheng to go crazy and scream several times.
He frantically swept away the things on the table and even overturned the coffee table. He kept shouting at the empty house.
The surroundings around him seemed to be divided, with layers stacked on top of each other. Zhou Yusheng opened his mouth in pain, slowly covered his ears with his hands, fell to his knees on the ground, and finally curled up.
He seemed to hear countless, repetitive and loud sounds.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Such a sound.
Finally he fell to the ground, not sure whether he fell asleep from exhaustion or passed out.
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Subconsciously, Zhao Le's hands were a little weak, and he almost couldn't hold the box he was holding... He took a deep breath, and the first moment he closed the box, he looked around nervously.
The road was full of people rushing to work or go to school, and no one was in the mood to pay attention to Zhao Le's sudden loss of composure.
He lowered his head and hugged the box to his body. The direction he originally planned to go to the bus stop suddenly changed... He quickly walked to the nearest public toilet, walked into one of the compartments, and closed the door.
Zhao Le's eyes flickered, he quickly pushed up his glasses, put his hands on the box... and froze.
Suddenly, Zhao Le took a deep breath. While taking a deep breath, he opened the box... The silver pistol didn't seem to be light. He could even feel the weight on his legs.
Zhao Le took a deep breath again and picked up the pistol... It still felt heavy. It was obviously made of metal, not just a plastic toy.
Under the silver pistol, there was a small paper card... Zhao Le quickly picked it up and opened it.
Hold a gun, think about the person you want to kill, and bullets will appear.
You can kill regardless of distance.
Then there are two sentences of explanation and no more.
Zhao Le was silent for a moment and put the pistol and the piece of paper back into the box... He thought for a while and then took out his cell phone.
Social software, blank avatar.
There is no record of any news... Zhao Le typed a line of words quickly at this time.
Gun, did you send it?
After the message was sent, Zhao Le stared at the screen without blinking, silently counting the time. After about a minute, the screen displayed the reply words.
No.
After Zhao Le saw the reply, he quickly typed in new words.
I received a pistol today, but it has no bullets. Do you know who sent it?
But after waiting for a long time, there was no reply this time... Zhao Le gritted his teeth and typed again.
The police came to see me.
This time there was still no reply.
Three minutes, ten minutes...twenty minutes and still no reply.
Zhao Le's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and finally he closed his eyes. After a while, he regained his original calmness. He cleared the message record, and the screen became blank again.
Zhao Le thought for a while, and finally stuffed the pistol and small piece of paper into his schoolbag, left the box, lowered his head, and left.
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Fortunately, there were no classes in the first period, so even though it took a lot of time, Zhao Le was not late. His family's financial situation was not very good, but because of his good grades and excellent academic performance, he quickly won a scholarship.
Qualifications.
Therefore, he will most likely not allow himself to make mistakes in school.
Large classroom, public class.
The teacher in class today is Lecturer Gao. This teacher’s course is also one of Zhao Le’s compulsory courses. He still needs the credits for this course. Of course, there are only three classes a week, which is not too much.
However, lecturer Gao's classes are generally late, and he basically misses the seat in front of him. Although Zhao Le was not late, he arrived just in time.
For this reason, he could only go directly to the seat at the back.
As soon as he walked into the classroom from the back door, Zhao Le saw a few malicious looks. They were the students who held him down and beat him up on the high floor yesterday.
The person taking the lead saw Zhao Le walking in through the back door, he squinted his eyes, smiled, and suddenly stood up.
Zhao Le lowered his head, immediately changed direction, and looked around hurriedly. As if he had seen a savior, he immediately sat down.
He was sitting next to Chen Mingming.
When the boys saw it, they made a gesture towards Zhao Le, and then sat down with a sneer. The bell was about to ring, and when Gao came in later, it would be hard for them to make a mistake.
Although he is just a lecturer in the school, I don’t know that the lecturer’s father-in-law is a high-level person in the system, and he hopes to be promoted to the province next year?
Several students said that some of their assets were connected to their families, but even their parents did not dare to offend them, let alone themselves.
"Obviously...I'll leave after class. I won't cause any trouble to you..." Zhao Le shrank his neck at this time and whispered next to Chen Mingming.
Chen Mingming glanced at it calmly, and then said: "Let's go to class first."
Lecturer Gao slowly walked into the classroom from the front door... Because they were in different classes, Gao's gaffe yesterday was not seen by today's students.
Although some students will talk about it in school forums, the impact is not great.
Gao looked around the students, and finally saw Chen Mingming sitting at the back, and just nodded slightly, "Okay, students, let's start class."
Before turning on the projection, Gao quietly turned on the camera on his cell phone and placed it on the podium... Then, he entered the scene with a serious expression and continued his lecture.
Even though midway, he once again saw Luo Qiu's figure suddenly appearing in that empty place, Gao didn't feel anything unusual.
Sure enough...it still appeared.
This was still a lecture that met the standard... Just like the previous times, when the bell rang, Gao could not see Luo Qiu again, and no students could know anything.
As always, Gao stayed after class, waiting for some students who came up to ask questions. He didn't pack up and leave until it was almost the next class time, and returned to his office.
Together as usual.
Along the way, Gao didn't turn on his cell phone. It wasn't until he returned to the office that he connected his cell phone to the computer and opened the recorded video taken during class.
From the first second... to the last second of the video, there is no fast forward.
