Ignoring the people who were frantically grabbing money, Zhou An and Ji Ping ran quickly towards the door of the bank. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The distance is getting closer......

In the line of sight, the figure lying in a pool of blood became clearer and clearer.

He was lying on his stomach on the ground, his black T-shirt was already soaked in blood, black and shiny, and the khaki pants on his lower body were also shocking blood stains.

It's probably been dead for a while, and the blood has been shed so much.

"Lao Zhao!"

Ji Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately shouted out with great anxiety and grief.

Although I haven't seen the face yet, looking at the clothes and body shape, it is clear that it is Zhao Huaxia!

Ji Ping quickly stepped forward, propped him up, and quickly checked, but at this moment, Zhao Huaxia was completely out of breath, and his pupils were also dilated.

There were seven or eight bullet holes on his body, on his chest and thighs, which were very dense.

The deadliest bullet hole came from the chest and heart, a huge blood hole, which should be a large-caliber bullet.

It is conceivable how brutal the suspect's methods are.

Almost at the same time as Ji Ping, seeing this scene, Zhou An subconsciously turned on the system scan and analyzed Zhao Huaxia's physical condition.

The results of the system diagnosis told Zhou An that Zhao Huaxia had been dead for more than ten minutes, and his whole body was completely dissipated, and he could not be saved at all.

Hearing such a conclusion, Zhou An's heart suddenly sank deeply.

It's useless.

More than ten minutes, not to mention systematic medical skills, even the time capsule is completely useless.

Gritting his teeth, Zhou An returned to his senses.

People are dead, and it is useless to think about it.

The most important thing now is to find out what is going on here.

Zhou An quickly pulled out his gun and rushed into the lobby of the bank.

Ji Ping also quickly stood up, recovered from his initial sorrow, and followed into the hall.

The bank hall was a mess, as if locusts had crossed the border.

There were quite a few deaths on the field.

At a glance, there were at least five or six corpses, with blood everywhere.

However, there were a few survivors, all women, with no blood stains on their bodies, lying on the ground softly, and their posture was very unsightly.

But at least he was alive, but he was knocked unconscious, not dead.

Zhou An carefully inspected the scene, simulating the criminal process of the suspect according to the scene he saw.

There are at least two criminals.

They walked in through the door of the bank, and when they entered, they opened fire, hitting a man in the side foyer who was withdrawing money from an ATM.

Immediately, two security guards were killed, as was a male hall manager.

Zhou An walked to the counter, six bank tellers, two men were dead, and the four women were all knocked unconscious, and there was no danger to their lives.

Inside, the door of the safe was open, and there was a lot of money scattered on the floor, as well as some boxes of precious metals and the like, all of which fell to the ground.

It can be seen that the robbers are very quick and, moreover, seem to be less sensitive to money.

How can there be such a money grabber?

So many fell from the ground.

In particular, the money that was still floating in the air outside, if nothing else, must have been thrown by robbers.

As for the reasons for the spill, there could be many kinds, such as creating more chaos to cover up the escape.

However, this at least says one thing - robbers are not so greedy for money.

Moreover, what made Zhou An feel most strange was that all the men present died, including Zhao Huaxia.

But all the women were just knocked unconscious, unscathed, and were not violated in any way.

This made Zhou An feel strange.

That's when it happened.

The shrill sirens outside, from far and near, galloping,

A large force of police finally arrived.

Hearing the siren, Ji Ping ran out quickly and directed the work.

Blockade the scene, maintain public order, investigate and monitor, inquire about the situation, and impose temporary control of nearby traffic, as well as ...... Pick up money.

Everyone is rushing to action.

In all fairness, the scene at the scene really shocked many policemen.

The police quickly set up a cordon, and when the people who picked up the money saw this scene, some of them fled one after another, and ran away when they got the benefits, and they dispersed with a bang.

Seeing such a scene, the police were also helpless.

After all, there are so many people who can't be caught at all, and they don't dare to take any drastic actions, in case of a stampede or other incident, it will not be good.

The aftermath of the work has left many police officers anxious.

Inside the bank.

Zhou An checked the bank's internal surveillance system, which had been violently damaged.

In such a situation, Zhou An fell silent.

There is no doubt that this bank robbery was planned for a long time, and it was extremely well prepared and swiftly measured.

From the beginning to the end, it should not take more than half an hour at most.

You must know that from the time Zhao Huaxia and Susan finished chatting, to see her off, and then to Ji Ping calling Zhao Huaxia, it was thirty or forty minutes in between.

And when Zhou An and Ji Ping arrived, the dust had already settled here, and the criminals had already fled.

Where did Susan go?

Zhou An couldn't help but have this thought in his mind, and immediately, he thought of another thing.

After carefully searching in the bank hall, after a while, Zhou An squatted down and found a bullet on the floor.

It was probably a bullet that flew off, and it was sputtered off the rebound, and there was no blood on the bullet.

Holding this bullet, Zhou An watched intently.

On that bullet, there was a small letter in English.

M。

M again.

Zhou An couldn't help but take a deep breath, his brows furrowed tightly.

A team of policemen strode into the door, Zhou An glanced at them, didn't say anything, walked out of the door, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

Zhou An didn't know that this M represents a person, or several people, or an organization.

He also didn't know, why would M do such a thing?

Even, Zhou An vaguely guessed that the real purpose of this M was not to rob the bank at all.

No robber would use a bullet with his own mark when he was planning to rob a bank.

This...... Seems like a provocation.

Just tell the police that we're coming! We did it!

So arrogant and presumptuous.

What's even more arrogant is not here, because they directly shot Zhao Huaxia.

And Zhou An can see that this is not a coincidence.

Zhou An could imagine that picture, seven or eight shots in a row, one bullet at a time, in a very short period of time, hit Zhao Huaxia.

The last large-caliber bullet pierced his heart.

This is definitely intentional murder.

After all, the men who died inside were all shot in the head or in the chest, and they were all killed with one hit.

In Zhou An's mind, he couldn't help but think of the night he was shot, and then his fists clenched tightly.

First of all, they want to kill themselves.

Kill Zhao Huaxia now.

Exactly...... What kind of reasons and motivations?