Chapter II: Reporting the Case

The woman who called for help arrived, she took the boy in her arms and asked the boy if he was okay and where he was hurt.

The little boy ignored her, but stared blankly at the distant back.

At this time, those passers-by also gathered around, and they were full of righteous indignation, accusing the two young men of not, several old men spat on them, and a few small young men, discussing whether to beat them again.

Finally someone called the police, a Highlander with flashing police lights drove quickly, stopped at the side of the crowd with a creak, and got out of the car with a man and a woman.

The male is thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a Chinese face, a righteous face, wearing a light blue police uniform, and the female is only twenty-three or four years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with short and neat hair.

"Is the kid alright?"

When the woman looked up, she saw her husband coming, and said hurriedly:

"Lao Gao, it's scared to death! I just answered the phone, and the child was almost stolen by human traffickers!"

"It's okay, it's okay. The man stroked his wife's hair, then smiled and asked his tiger-brained son, "Are you scared?"

The son shook his head and made a classic gesture of folding his arms: "Don't be afraid, I'm Ultraman Tiga!"

"What?" the man looked at his son, who was acting exaggeratedly, and was stunned.

"He's talking about the young man who just saw the righteousness and bravery. ”

The woman replied, and then looked around, but where could she still see Ma Long's figure.

The young man who was awake wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was thrown in the face by a whip leg from the policewoman.

The policewoman handcuffed the young man neatly, and sneered: "It's really you, the son of the captain of the criminal investigation team dares to rob it, what do you think?"

……

Ten minutes later, the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau.

The door of the public security bureau is not easy to enter, you need to show your ID card and fill in the guest list, the doorman is full of panache with a thermos water cup, and asks Ma Long who is standing outside the door what he is doing, don't see that this is the public security bureau, don't hang around here.

Malone said that he had come to report the crime and that someone wanted to kill him.

The doorman laughed and sneered: "Come here if you have a big fart, go to the police station, this is the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and you are only responsible for serious cases." ”

Ma Dong pointed to the bruises on his neck and the wound on his arm, and said hurriedly: "My car was robbed, and the man almost stabbed me to death with a knife, strangled me with a wire and threw me into the Huaijiang River, is this a small case?"

"There is no need to make a fuss about this little injury, there was a girl who hit a black car last night and was raped and then killed by the driver, do you know?"

"Don't say it's useless, open the door for me quickly, I'm going to report it. Malone was disgusted.

"What's the hurry, aren't I calling you?" the doorman glanced at Ma Long dissatisfied, and then touched the landline on the table and dialed the internal number.

Not long after, a young plainclothes man came out of the city bureau compound to pick up people, and Ma Long was just about to go in, when the doorman said, "Wait, ID card." ”

Ma Long put his ID card in the guard's room and followed the plainclothes into the city bureau building.

Plainclothes walked in front, and Malone followed behind, in fact, Malone was very disgusted with places like the police station.

Six years ago, because of the fights and brawls of his buddies, Malone didn't know how many times he had been to this kind of place.

But this time, he felt a lot more at ease. Maybe even he didn't think that many years later, when he was in trouble, he would think of the police as soon as he encountered it.

Plainclothes took Malone to the conference room, politely brought him pure water, and pointed to the sofa to signal Malone to sit down.

Then he sat down in the back of the office, took out his letterhead and carbon pen, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, "Speak slowly, don't rush." ”

"Yesterday at noon, I was working near the train station, and a bald head said that he was going to Shagou Town, and he stabbed me with a knife on the way......"

Ma Long told the story of the incident, including all the things that he got the help of the fisherman and his son after he woke up, and no details were left behind, plainclothes sat on the paper seriously and took notes, after listening to him, the plainclothes carbon pen was still on the table, and then looked up and asked Ma Long: "Jetta with license plate number H6634, is it your car?"

"Yes!" Malone exclaimed in surprise: "What? My car was found, right? What about the murderer?"

"I didn't find it, this car was found in the Huaijiang section not far from Shagou Town, your car belongs to an assembled car, a scrapped car, no compulsory insurance has been paid, and the license plate number is also forged. ”

"You wait here first, I'll go and report to my superiors. ”

With that, plainclothes tore off the top page of the letterhead, walked around the desk, and walked out, while the door to the conference room was closed.

Ma Long let out a long breath, he could finally relax, there was indeed a problem with the broken Jetta, and it was bought by Ma Long from the second-hand market.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Jetta has a problem, at most he will give Malone an administrative detention, and then he will be fined some money, and what he is most concerned about now is whether the police can catch the murderer who intends to kill him.

In fact, before Ma Long returned to Jiangcheng, the money on his body could buy a top-down luxury car, but because a friend in Myanmar had someone hospitalized at home and needed a large amount of money, Ma Long lent him the money.

With a long sigh of relief, Marlon sat on the sofa in the conference room and waited.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and still no one came.

He walked to the door of the conference room and pulled the wooden door, only to find that it had been locked from the outside.

Malone felt bad at this time, as if he had thought of something, he went to the desk and picked up the letterhead and looked at it, dumbfounded.

There are indentations left by the plainclothes policeman's transcript just now, and these indentations are completely irregular graffiti!

Ma Long instantly understood that the plainclothes policeman just now was fooling him at all!

Blood suddenly poured up, Ma Long looked around, the door of the conference room could not be opened, walked to the window, the window was also welded stainless steel railing, below is the parking lot of the city bureau, an Iveco van with police lights stalled, the door opened, and four special police officers in black combat uniforms came out in full arms.

This idiom popped up in Ma Long's mind in an instant.

The doorman told him that a girl was killed by a black car driver last night, and Ma Long's brain cells were more divergent, and he always felt that the police would think that he was the murderer of the girl.

Maybe tomorrow he will become the protagonist of Jiangcheng Daily, and he must not stand still, six years of life in the rain of bullets and bullets have made Ma Long extremely calm at this moment.

He jumped on the conference table, tried several times, and finally opened a suspended ceiling plasterboard, Malone first took off his shoes and threw them on the ceiling, then wiped off the shoe prints on the conference table, and a pull-up drilled down the open hole.