The car got on the Second Ring Bridge, and Fang Tianyu, who was in a good mood, was dumbfounded again: the car in front was next to the car, far away, the two cars drove slowly, and the driver actually opened the window and chatted very leisurely.

Looking at this appearance, you will not be able to pass the traffic jam for a while.

Seeing the emergency lane on the side of the road at a glance, his heart was crossed, he flashed, took off his police uniform, one sleeve was exposed, and he rushed up with a loudspeaker.

As soon as he got into the emergency lane, he found that he had a good head, and the car in front listened to the horn behind him, and he actually followed suit.

"Rush!" he honked his horn louder, and began to play with his driving skills, and the danger continued, and he passed by the car next to him several times. The distance between the mirror and other cars is less than 20 centimeters.

I have to say that now many car owners are made into road rage by the rolling traffic, and directly send him countless creative scoldings.

As soon as he got off the ramp, he was greeted by a scene he hated, a police car stopped on the side of the road, and an old policeman was holding up white gloves to signal him to stop.

"Come down, come down, speeding, illegal driving......" traffic police Lao Li stopped him.

Fang Tianyu's anxious face changed color, and he wanted to say something after saving a stomach, and handed him his work card, "Brother, in the bureau, I'm in a hurry, I have a job." ”

Lao Li glanced at his documents, looked at him a few times, and asked with emotion, "The criminal investigation of the national security?"

Fang Tianyu didn't have time to ink with him, "Don't stop, come back and tell you, human life is at stake, the matter of the comrade-in-arms' family, the is in danger now, I, Fang Tianyu, will definitely come to you." ”

He said quickly, I was really afraid that this old comrade who loved more seriously would directly throw his face and tell him that no one could do it, and he didn't receive a notice in advance, and he was all law-abiding.

This man has a serious face, does not smile inhibitedly, and has no intention of accommodating at all.

Fang Tianyu didn't want to delay his work on him, his heart was crossed, he had already pulled up the handbrake, and was ready to leave directly.

"Fang-Tian-Yu, boy, it's you, you said it earlier, the bureau is a well-known stunned young man, attaches great importance to love and righteousness, is interesting enough to do things, is interesting enough for living, and is interesting enough for dead. Lao Li repeated his name, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his cold face showed a smile as if he had changed films, and said with some excitement.

It's a pity that Fang Tianyu had already started the car and drove out, so he heard Lao Li shouting loudly behind him, "I've read that report...... Turn around at the next intersection and go around from the forest school, there are few cars in that place. ”

From the Huangshan Cemetery to the science and technology building of Cheng Fei's house, a distance of 23 kilometers, he took 40 minutes, and when the street lights in front of him were just turned on, he had already rushed to the gate of the community.

It's an open neighborhood with the words "Built in the 80s" written inconspicuously on the wall. When he first came here, he inquired about it, this neighborhood is part of the old town, and the transportation is not convenient at all, and it is surrounded by scrap yards, repair factories and other places.

Many years ago, after Mr. Cheng died in the line of duty, he took care of the house organizationally. Most of the people living upstairs are scientific and technological personnel, so it is called the science and technology building.

Back then, it was still a place that ordinary people envied, and many of the people living in it were section-level cadres, also known as section-level buildings. The Cheng family was able to live here, relying on the old man to take care of him after his death.

Otherwise, Mr. Cheng has never been a leader in his life, and he is a grassroots policeman, and he is not qualified to live in it at all.

This place, which was bought with life, is now dilapidated, equivalent to a slum in the suburbs.

He went to the neighborhood, found a place to park the car, and re-observed.

I looked at the black doorway of the second unit, and everything was calm and impermanent.

As early as at the cemetery, he had a premonition that someone would attack the Cheng family, plus tomorrow was Cheng Fei's first seventh, and there was an almost popular report, so he was worried about Cheng's mother's safety.

"I can't disturb her old man, absolutely not, I'm older, my relatives are gone, and I panic again......" At the door of the stairs, someone came in and out in twos and threes, and when he walked over, his thoughts were clearer.

habitually touched his waist, and a Qiqi pistol was inserted in his waist.

After checking the number of bullets, he walked inside reassuringly.

There was a musty smell on my face, and the wires were messy everywhere, and many places were wrapped in adhesive tape.

The floor was wiped clean.

The Cheng family lived in room 402, there was no light in the corridor, it was pitch black, and he went up to the second floor.

I saw a shadow flashing above, a bright gaze flashed, and just as he vigilantly took out his gun, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at it, and there was a long and frightened "meow" sound from above.

Feeling that the atmosphere was strange and abnormal, he slowed down, his eyes became alert, and then walked up, and found something black on the ground.

Kicked, it felt soft, it should be leather, quickly bent down to pick it up, and looked at it, "Dagger set!"

In his opinion, this dagger set is exquisite, sturdy, and very high-grade, and most of the people on this upper floor are elderly, and there are some young people who temporarily rent it, and he found this somewhat abnormal.

It can't all be so coincidental.

He placed the dagger set in the distance, and with a little ominous premonition in his heart, he leaned against the wall and walked slowly forward.

At this moment, he hopes that everything will be calm, and he hopes that no one is very dangerous, and after seeing Cheng's mother, he immediately asked her to change her place of residence and protect her secretly, only in this way can he feel better.

From the second floor to the third floor, dozens of steps, his heart has been hanging, he feels that the speed of his brain is faster than usual, I don't know how many times faster, and there is a thought that always lingers, "My hunch will not be wrong, the hunch will not be wrong, someone must be around, or just behind me......"

Several times, when I heard the wind and grass behind me, I turned my head sharply, and pointed my gun everywhere, but there was nothing but the chirping of cicadas and crickets outside.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps from above.

The sound of footsteps came out in a deathly silence, although the movement was not loud, but it was enough to shake his heart, the pistol was raised, and he remained in a state of attack at any time, took a breath of cool air, and asked softly, "Who?"

No one answered.

He continued on his way, his steps getting slower and slower, as if he had a premonition that he was heading for a big trap.

"Coming?" someone upstairs said calmly.

This movement is characterless, you can't tell who it is at first glance, you can't hear it by age, and you can't judge malicious intentions.

"I'm coming. He squinted, feeling his nerves alert, and replied with the same calmness.

There was a thud, and when he heard the sound of something sharp, the stairs made the sound of something rolling, and it was getting closer and closer.

The pounding stairs kept ringing.

"Oh no, no one showed up. His heart was cold, and his body leaned even closer against the wall.

At the corner of the staircase, a long, round, dark metal shell was faintly visible in the darkness.

"Gas canisters?" he held his breath as he muttered the name of the thing in his heart, and sweat broke out in his head.