"Brother Shan!"

Feng Hao instinctively wanted to chase Wanshan, but he couldn't rashly leave the two ladies, so he jumped to his feet in a hurry, "Nandao, why don't you go with Xiao Jiang first, I'll take a look." ”

"I'll go too. Nagumo said.

"No!" Feng Hao flatly denied, "They have guns, dangerous." ”

"Don't you already know my identity?" Nanyun said, "In our line of work, it's no different from the police, where there is danger!"

After speaking, he ignored Feng Hao and Xiao Jiang, took two long legs, and chased in the direction of Wanshan.

The tranquility of the forest vanished because of the two gunshots, and Nagumo shuttled through the dense jungle at the fastest speed in his life, the leaves obscured the sky and the sun, the light was eerie, and the branches and vines scratched his face, and the pain was hot.

Nagumo couldn't care about any of this anymore, and concentrated all his attention on running to the place where the incident occurred.

When the blood marks were scratched on her face, she vaguely seemed to return to the dark days after her father left, she took her sister's hand, ran in the jungle, snakes, insects, beasts, and slept in the open...... It was her eternal nightmare.

Nagumo didn't know the exact location of Wanshan, and shouted his name as he ran, shouting hoarsely.

She had never called out to someone so loudly in her life, and she had not yet received a response.

As she lost her bearings, the sound of a fight could be heard in the distant woods.

Nanyun's spirits perked up, and he rushed over to follow the sound, brushing aside the branches and leaves that blocked his vision, and saw that Wanshan was being besieged by two people.

Wan Shan didn't hang the lottery, but the two people were beaten by him and their noses were blue and swollen, and the disadvantage was that there was a gunman next to him, who kept adjusting the direction and aimed at Wan Shan, but he didn't dare to shoot for fear of hurting his accomplices.

Uncle Yan was hunched over and lying on the ground, blood flowed out from under him, and Hei Ba crouched at his feet, motionless, looking more than lucky.

Nagumo's tears almost fell, but he didn't dare to make a sound, bent down to pick up a stick, walked around the bushes, and quietly approached the gunman.

The man's attention was all on the person fighting, and he didn't notice Nagumo approaching.

Nanyun walked behind him step by step, gritted his teeth, and smothered him with a stick in the back of his head.

The man snorted and fell to the ground.

Nanyun snatched the shotgun from his hand and shouted, "Stop it!"

The people fighting stopped instantly.

Wan Shan quickly jumped away, maintaining a defensive posture and looking over at Nagumo's side.

Nanyun held the gun in both hands, her eyes were cold, and the wind blew her hair and the grass and trees behind her, which made people feel a sense of slaughter for no reason.

Wan Shan's heart was pounding, and blood was gushing upward.

This crazy woman!

As soon as the two men saw that their accomplices were defeated, and the weapons were in each other's hands, and Wan Shan was too capable of fighting, they glanced at each other and jumped into the dense forest like monkeys.

"Stop!" Nanyun shouted and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Wan Shan.

"Why are you stopping me, chase me!" Nanyun said.

"Don't you know?" Wan Shan said.

"What are you afraid of, I have a gun!" Nagumo said.

"Then why didn't you shoot just now?" Wan Shan asked.

Nanyun paused for a moment and said, "I won't!"

Wan Shanbai glanced at her, reached out and handed over her gun, and was just about to speak, when Feng Hao and Xiao Jiang came panting.

"Brother Shan, how is it, are you okay?" Feng Hao panted on his knees.

"It's okay, Uncle Yan was shot. Wan Shan said, "I will go and see him, and you will first bind the man on the earth." ”

"Okay!" Feng Hao immediately responded, pulling a few rattans to tie people up.

Nanyun went over to help Wanshan help Uncle Yan, and found that he was protecting a little gibbon in his arms.

The white hair on the little ape's cheeks was stained red by Uncle Yan's blood, and his eyes were demented, looking frightened.

Nanyun took the little ape out, and Wan Shan found the walkie-talkie from Uncle Yan, and after reporting the location, he waited for rescue on the spot.

Uncle Yan was injured in the abdominal cavity, bleeding non-stop, unable to move, Feng Hao still had unused first-aid equipment in his bag, and took them all out to stop the bleeding for him, but with little effect.

"Uncle Yan is going to be okay, right?" asked Nanyun worriedly, holding the frightened little ape.

"It depends on the situation, the rescuers are coming quickly, and there is hope, but it is not possible if they come slowly. Wan Shan's voice was particularly low.

"Brother Shan, Hei Ba is dead!" Feng Hao held Hei Ba and rescued it for a while, and reluctantly announced its death.

Nanyun remembered that Uncle Yan said that Heihachi was the eighth dog he raised, and he suddenly couldn't hold back his tears.

Such a fresh life, which was still licking her hand yesterday, was gone in a blink of an eye.

"Bastard!" she looked at the poacher who was still in a coma who was tied up by Feng Hao, and gritted her teeth, "He should be killed with a stick!"

Grief spread, and several people were depressed.

Wan Shan held Uncle Yan in his arms the whole time, with a solemn expression and did not say a word.

Rescuers were not too slow to arrive, along with the staff of the forestry department and the police officers of the forest police station.

When Uncle Yan was carried on the stretcher, he suddenly woke up, his throat whimpering, and he turned his blank eyes to search.

Nanyun came over with the little ape in his arms and said, "Uncle, don't worry, the little ape is fine." ”

Uncle Yan snorted twice and fell into a coma again.

Nanyun and the others accompanied Uncle Yan to the local health center, watched him enter the operating room, and were taken back by the police station to record a statement.

The little ape recognized Nanyun, hugged Nanyun's neck tightly and didn't let go, as soon as others touched it, it became emotional and wailed.

The police had no choice but to let Nagumo hold it first.

After some tossing, everyone was very tired, and they all sat in the van with their heads bored, and even Feng Hao was in no mood to speak.

Wan Shan lowered his eyes the whole time, frowned, and clasped his hands together, as if he was trying his best to hide some emotion.

The police officer in the passenger seat turned his head to look at him several times along the way, and when he passed through a particularly bumpy section, he didn't know if he was inspired by it, and suddenly pointed to Wanshan and shouted, "I remember who you are!"

The police officer driving the car was startled, almost hit the tree, and scolded, "Alang, what the hell is your name?"

Alang said, "Ah Guan, look at him, is it the forest police officer who was dismissed for manslaughter that we saw on the system website before?

"Huh?" Guan crunched and parked the car on the side of the road, "Isn't it, the Northeast can't stay any longer, and you're here to harm people?"

Nanyun's heart jumped, and before he could react, Feng Hao had already blown up his hair, pointed at Ah Guan and shouted, "What are you talking about, clean your mouth for Lao Tzu!"

Ah Guan stopped doing it, "Who are you scolding, what are you crossing, and then Lao Tzu will collapse you!"

"Here you go!" Feng Hao was not to be outdone.

They were all young and vigorous men, and the smell of gunpowder immediately filled the entire carriage.

Wan Shan still lowered his eyes without saying a word, as if everything was not in his eyes.

Ah Lang came to play the round, "Okay, okay, everyone is their own people, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you get to the office, Ah Guan, calm down, our main task now is to seize the time to understand the situation, arrest the poachers and hurt people, and don't delay time for trivial things." ”

Ah Guan snorted and drove back on the road.

The confession was recorded separately, Wan Shan took a bit long to record because of his special identity, and when he came out, Nan Yun stood in the courtyard with the little ape in his arms and asked Feng Hao, "What's going on with your brother Shan?"

Feng Hao's anger had not subsided, and his words still smelled of gunpowder, "What's the matter, you all wronged him!"

"How can I have, I don't know anything, how can I talk about wrongdoing?" Nanyun said calmly, not minding his anger.

Feng Hao realized that he was wrong to blame, so he sighed and calmed down, "In short, my brother Shan was wronged, and he did not commit manslaughter." ”

The little ape writhed uneasily in Nanyun's arms, Nanyun stroked its fur to soothe it, and asked Feng Hao again, "I believe in you and believe in him, so, what is the truth?"

Feng Hao hesitated for a long time before he spoke, "Before becoming a forest policeman, my brother Shan was a special soldier, and his father was a forest ranger in our local reserve, just like Uncle Yan, in order to protect a lynx, he was shot and killed by a poaching gang.

The leader of the poaching gang is called Biaozi, he has a backer, and he is a tyrant in our local area, and the death of Brother Shan's father was characterized as an accidental death and was directly cremated.

In order to avenge his father, Brother Shan returned to our local area to work as a forest policeman, wanting to capture Biaozi.

He fought with Biaozi for five years, and finally caught Biaozi's gang, and the person who shot and killed Brother Shan's father was sentenced to death, and Biaozi was only sentenced to three years because there were people above.

One of the accomplices who died during the arrest somehow pushed Brother Shan's head, saying that Brother Shan shot and killed him, and Brother Shan was dismissed from his post in this way, and his girlfriend didn't want him anymore. ”

"Then ......" Nanyun wanted to ask something more, opened his mouth, and felt that he had nothing to say, and his heart was sullen, like a ball of cotton.

She shook her head and glanced inside the door, just in time to see Wan Shan coming out of it, his face sinking like water, his eyes condensed, step by step, with a rhythm that shook people's hearts.

An unspeakable throbbing welled up in Nanyun's heart, and he ran towards him with the little ape in his arms.

"Are you alright?" she stopped in front of Wan Shan.

Wan Shan looked at her silently for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and poked her face, saying, "Wash it, it's all shaved into a flower-faced cat." ”

Nanyun wanted to cry but didn't cry, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, pointed to the little gibbon hanging in his arms, and said, "No hands, why don't you wash it for me?"