Suddenly, one of the policemen stood up, laughed at another colleague, said a few words of advice, took out a cigarette and went straight to the aisle. It turned out that he was a smoker, a policeman, especially a criminal policeman, there may be a few who don't drink, and there are really not many who don't smoke, at least the few people Wang Feng knows, all of them are big chimneys.

Wang Feng also persuaded them, and Qian Dafu said that I really quit smoking several times, and I stopped smoking for a week, but as soon as I encountered the case, I couldn't hold it back immediately. It seems that if you don't smoke, you can't think calmly, so the conclusion is that as long as you work as a police officer for a day, you will never be able to quit smoking......

Wang Feng hurriedly followed him out, saw that he couldn't wait to light the cigarette, took a deep breath, and felt very cool when he looked at it? Seeing Wang Feng come out, he handed him the cigarette case in his hand, Wang Feng smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, I don't smoke, I just came out to take a breath, it's too stuffy inside." ”

The middle-aged policeman raised the cigarette in his hand: "The air here is even worse." Wang Feng said that it was stronger than the inside, and the taste was really unbearable. The middle-aged policeman laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Then I won't take off my shoes for a while, otherwise you won't be able to stand it anymore, hahaha." His temperament seemed to be very cheerful, but the vigilance in his eyes was looming, and he was obviously a little suspicious of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng didn't talk nonsense anymore: "Comrade policeman, can I ask what happened to the prisoner you escorted?" The middle-aged policeman's eyes flashed with a cold light, and smoke erupted from his nose: "What do you say?" Wang Feng nodded: "Understand, then you know that he knows kung fu, right?" The middle-aged policeman was stunned for a moment: "What kung fu?" It seems that he really doesn't know.

Wang Feng said: "This person knows a kind of kung fu called iron sand palm, and it is very powerful, you are only afraid that you can't handcuff him, if you have a rope, you can tie his hands behind his ears, and put his neck in front, you can tighten it a little, so that he is not easy to exert force." In addition, you can also see his hands at any time, he just has a lot of kung fu in his hands, and his internal strength is average. ”

The middle-aged policeman looked at Wang Feng strangely and talked eloquently, until the cigarette butt burned to his fingers, and he hurriedly pinched it off and threw it into the trash, he took out another cigarette and lit it: "Are you joking with me or what? I've watched too many martial arts movies, right? Not to mention that there is no rope, even if there is no handcuffs...... Since you know I'm a police officer, you'd better not talk nonsense. ”

Wang Feng sighed: "My name is Wang Feng, and I am a doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Baichuan City Hospital, what do you call me?" The middle-aged policeman listened to him report his work unit, and his expression softened a little: "You are also from Baichuan, why don't you hear the accent." "Wang Feng said that he was just going to work, and I used to be in Haicheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The middle-aged policeman sighed: "My name is Zuo Qiang, from the criminal investigation team of the Hedong Branch of the city." I said that you are a doctor, you should be educated, why do you still say such nonsense, what kind of iron sand palm do you come up with? Did you act in movies before you studied medicine?" Although his tone was very impulsive, it was a joke, and everyone always had an inexplicable good impression of doctors.

Wang Feng said, Didn't you pay attention to the palm of the prisoner's hand? Ordinary people don't have that dark red color. Zuo Qiang really looked at his palm and nodded, it was a little different, but I saw it the same. You don't have to worry about it, even if you know how to do kung fu, I'll still capture it, can't the two of us deal with him a skinny monkey?

He is an old criminal policeman, so he naturally has this self-confidence. Wang Feng couldn't say anything more: "In short, I advise you to be careful, this guy is definitely not a good stubble." Zuo Qiang laughed: "What you said, which one of us is good at stubble?" This is also reasonable, but he didn't understand what Wang Feng meant.

Wang Feng can be regarded as benevolent and righteous, although Zuo Qiang may not have heard all of his words, he will definitely strengthen his precautions, isn't this his purpose. And although Zuo Qiang told him his name, he still didn't say what crime the suspect committed and why he was arrested, this may also be the regulations of other people, Wang Feng will probably not say anything if he asks Zuo Qiang again.

He returned to his bunk and saw that everyone had already laid down, and the girl with glasses stopped reading and began to play with her phone. As soon as Wang Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the guardrail of the upper bunk, a harrier turned over and floated up gently, he was 1.8 meters tall, and landed on the bed as light as a feather.

The girl with glasses covered her mouth in surprise and looked at him as if she had seen a ghost. Wang Feng smiled at her, she should have said hello politely and said a few words, but everyone lay down, so they were spared. The girl with glasses nodded to him too, but her face was a little red again, so handsome, she thought to herself.

originally thought that Wang Feng would take the opportunity to talk to her, so his eyes looked at the mobile phone, but his mind was on Wang Feng's side opposite. But Wang Feng didn't mean this at all, he closed his eyes and made a slight breathing sound, as if he had fallen asleep? It's just that the sound of his breathing was so strange, why was there such a long time between exhaling and breathing? She naturally didn't know that Wang Feng had profound internal strength, and he breathed for a long time.

The sound of the train Kura Kula is very hypnotic, Wang Feng fell asleep after a while, he was still playing with Xiaoyu in his sleep, he now has a concern in his heart, this time the mission is okay, but he is reluctant to Xiaoyu, he has been thinking about it since he got on the train, and now he is still thinking about his daughter in his dreams.

While he was having fun, a spirit suddenly woke up from his dream, only to hear a cry of pain in the compartment, followed by a fight, followed by screams one after another. Wang Feng quickly put on his shoes and jumped down.

Seeing that the girl was staring at him blankly with a pair of frightened eyes, she waved her hand: "Don't move, everyone stays on the bed." The rest of the words were spoken to the others who woke up one after another. He strode out, only to see the young plainclothes policeman in the next cubicle lying on the bed with his neck clutched, his face pale, blood gushing out from his fingers.

Zuo Qiang and the suspect didn't know where to go, the adults in the carriage made the children cry in a mess, and Nie Yun didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly went over and pointed out the two acupuncture points of the young plainclothes Zhongtu and Zhongfu, and then took out the weighted gold needle, and stabbed three in his heart, first protecting his heart, otherwise once the heart lost too much blood, he would die in an instant.

The young plainclothes face had begun to turn white and frightening, but the speed of blood flow on his neck had slowed down, and Wang Feng's golden needle sealed his heart, and the blood no longer pumped out. He pulled the young plainclothes hand away and looked at it, but it was a finger-thick blood hole, Wang Feng took out the gold sore medicine he was carrying, gently knocked it out, and applied it to his wound.

A few people on the sidelines have been watching Wang Feng save people, seeing that he is so stingy, saying that such a serious injury is about to die, you actually just used a little medicine powder, do you feel very angry? But no one dared to disturb him, just gasped for breath on the side.

Wang Feng waited for a while for the medicine to open, pulled out the three golden needles one by one, and unlocked the acupoints, and the young plainclothes face regained a little blood color when he saw it. Wang Feng straightened his body and lay down, and said to the onlookers around him: "Get out of the way a little and keep the air circulating, what about people?" he asked Zuo Qiang and the suspect, and everyone nodded together and stretched out their hands to the side of the carriage.

Wang Feng separated everyone and walked to the junction of the carriages, but saw that Zuo Qiang was confronting the suspect, and as expected, the suspect really took a young girl hostage. He wrapped his arms around the girl's neck, and in his hand he held a sharp piece of metal, which was dripping with blood, but handcuffs made of stainless steel, which he had broken in two, and it was with this that he had injured the young plainclothes just now.

He leaned on the corner of the door and smiled at Zuo Qiang: "Don't fucking talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, it's useless! Let me tell you the truth, the murder case of a family of three was done by Lao Tzu, and killing three is also death, so it's not bad for one or two, I will limit you to stop the train within five minutes, and now the time is almost up." ”

Zuo Qiang said anxiously: "You can see that this emergency brake can't be opened, I have already asked someone to notify the conductor, stop immediately, don't mess around." "At this time, the safety of the hostages comes first, the suspect can be arrested again if he runs away, and if something happens to the hostage, it will be another life.

Seeing someone coming out, Zuo Qiang didn't have time to take a closer look, and scolded with a white face: "Come in! What are you doing when you come out?"

Wang Feng said, "What's going on?" His voice trembled, looking extremely frightened. Zuo Qiang turned his head and saw that it was Wang Feng, and the corners of his mouth twitched with a complicated expression: "What didn't you see?" Hurry up and go in, it's dangerous here." ”

The suspect laughed and said, "Don't leave if you come, it's so crowded, hey, do you have a mobile phone? Take it out and take a video, and when Lao Tzu kills this little girl for a while, you record it, and put it back on the Internet, so that Lao Tzu will also be famous, hahaha." ”

He really has no fear, in fact, he doesn't care about the hostage in his hand, the hostage is just to force the train to stop as soon as possible, otherwise he can kill Zuo Qiang as well, and now his purpose is to escape instead of killing. Seeing him so arrogant, Zuo Qiang was really angry and ashamed in his heart, and he still failed to prevent him from breaking out and hurting people.

At that time, neither he nor the young plainclothes were sleeping, and they were watching him all the time. This guy is a suspect in a tragedy that happened in Shirakawa City, and with the cooperation of his counterparts from other places, he was finally caught, because he was in a hurry to take him back for interrogation, so he didn't send more people over, in fact, both of them are experienced criminal police, and theoretically there will be no problems.

And after Wang Feng reminded him, he did be more careful, but he always felt that the two pairs of eyes must be foolproof, could he still play something under the noses of the two of them? But it was something that happened under the noses of the two of them. After the train entered a tunnel, the sound became muffled, and the suspect who was originally drowsy suddenly burst out!

As soon as he pulled his arm, he tore off the steel chain from the handcuffs, put it in his hand, and with a loud slam, he broke it in two, and stabbed it into the throat of the young plainclothes who had pounced on him.

As soon as Zuo Qiang got up from the bunk, he kicked him back, he ran to the lower bunk next to him and kidnapped a girl and ran to the aisle, and then coerced the train to stop.

He didn't take action for a long time, just waiting for the train to enter this deserted mountainous area, which spread for hundreds of miles, and once he entered the mountain, even if there were thousands of people, they would not be able to find his trace.