Chapter 162: The little pistol is gone

Early the next morning, the sky was very dark, heavy, and gloomy, as if a drizzle was about to fall, and the locust trees and elm trees in the yard stood tall in the depressed sky, looking very lonely, very depressed, and very desolate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ping Wei likes the drizzle of the morning, and whenever the smoke and rain fall, she will feel moist, refreshing and warm.

However, she hated this dead and cloudy weather the most, which always gave people a dead breath.

After walking around the detachment compound, Ping's sixth sense was particularly supernatural, and there seemed to be something wrong.

First of all, the figure of Pingwei sweeping the floor with his back was missing in the compound.

Once, Pingshu also prevented him from doing this work, because the detachment had to hire a cleaner.

But he said, "Just when I'm exercising, save a little if I can!"

Pingfu had no choice but to dismiss the cleaner.

As a result, the sanitation and cleanliness of public places have always been extra affordable.

But this morning, the courtyard is full of fallen leaves, what about the Pingwei people?

At this moment in the past, Pingwei's broom has basically cleaned up these fallen leaves.

What about Pingwei this morning? Could it be that he is sick?

Ping Shu lifted his steps and began to walk in the direction of the communication room.

Then, it was the criminal policeman Xiao Zhang, who ran downstairs in a panic, and reported nervously when he saw Ping Yu:

"Xiao, Ping's detachment, my, my, my gun, that 'Qiqi' style small pistol, is gone!"

He saw that his black eyes were round, and he became even more incoherent:

"Yesterday...... Last night, I ...... When we got the fugitive back, it was early in the morning...... It was three o'clock in the morning, and I didn't wake up the internal staff and the commissar, I didn't ...... No guns were fired...... Return.

I thought, I think - I'm sleeping in the dormitory of the criminal police detachment, is there a problem?

Not at all...... There won't be a problem.

But...... But I was asleep, asleep, and as soon as I touched under my pillow, my gun was gone, as if it would ...... Fly yourself!"

Of course, Ping Yu knew that all the guns had already been stored in the safe for unified storage, and the criminal police were not allowed to carry them with them at ordinary times;

Moreover, it is kept by two people, and only one person can be approved before it can be out of the warehouse, and all of this must be strictly fulfilled and registered.

When returning the gun, it is relatively simple, the internal staff and the political commissar jointly open the gun cabinet and enter the warehouse, and register the clear storage time.

Ping Fu calmly asked, "Who knew you were wearing a gun that night?"

Xiao Zhang thought about it for a while, calmed down his emotions for a while, and then said:

"All three of us have guns, that's what everybody knows.

And you, commissars, in-house!

- By the way, Master Ping, who watched the gate, also knew.

Before going to bed, I was a little hungry and went to him.

He has a gas stove in his house, so you can boil instant noodles with an egg.

When I was cooking instant noodles, he said that he wanted to see my gun, and I knew that he used to be the captain of the criminal police brigade, so I showed it to him.

Later, after I finished eating, I returned the gun, I put the bullet clip on, and went back to the dormitory to sleep. ”

Ping Yu was a little nervous, stared at the criminal policeman Xiao Zhang, and asked:

"Pingwei, did he say anything? The gun you were holding turned out to be his. ”

Xiao Zhang thought for a moment and said:

"I really didn't say it.

However, in retrospect, it really feels a bit unusual.

He just sat on the bed all the time, holding a small pistol in both hands, touching and touching vigorously, and he couldn't put it down. ”

As soon as Ping Yu heard this, her heart "chuckled", her heart was almost jumping out, her legs and feet seemed to be stepping on the cotton stack, one foot high, one foot low, ran to the door of the first floor, Pingwei's door was really open, and there was really no one inside.

Could it be Pingwei - secretly took the small pistol?

Where will he go?

What is the purpose of stealing a gun?

In an instant, an arrogant and bewitching body appeared in front of Ping Yanran's eyes: Hao Yanran!

This is ridiculous, isn't it? Pingyu's eyes instantly shone and dimmed.

Then, again, the excitement rose.

Yes, if Pingwei stole the gun, then he would only go to her to find her Hao Yanran.

In Pingwei's lifetime, I am afraid that the most important thing for him to be jealous of is the woman who completely turned his life upside down.

The rehabilitation of Zhaoxue in that forcible annihilation case is too important to him, right?

That case not only ruined his reputation, honor, and criminal police career, but also caused him to be physically disabled, mentally depressed, have no future, have no children, and have no wife.

And everything is closely related to Hao Hao and Hao Yanran's father and daughter.

Shoot her with a gun? That's not a mess!

Ping'er was even more flustered.

She thought, after Pingwei got this little pistol that he remembered for a lifetime, if he didn't settle accounts with them, who would he look for?

Even if he wanted to shoot live, he would not choose such a time and adopt such a method, which can only show that Pingwei went to find Artemisia's family.

Ping's heart was in severe pain.

Fool, Pingwei, don't do anything stupid! Ping Wei muttered and silently in his heart, and began to pull out Hao Yanran's office phone, home electricity and mobile phone one by one.

Kind-hearted Pingwei, don't do stupid things! You, although you are a smart man, you can't play with the demon female doctor!

Where are you, the opponent of the ruthless and poisonous Artemisia Yanran? Haven't you been miserable and miserable by her? Your whole life has been ruined in the palm of her hand, do you want to let you take the rest of your life into it?

Evil, there is always evil retribution, it's just that the time has not yet come, don't rush to do stupid things!

Ping Yu called Hao Yanran over and over again, but no one answered the office, mobile phone and home phone.

It's so abnormal.

In the public security system, discipline has always been strict, and when you ring the mobile phone three times, you must answer it. Otherwise, the least likely thing that awaits you is a global bulletin of criticism.

Although she is the leader of the city bureau, she also requires the machine to be turned on 24 hours a day.

Ping Yu was completely panicked.

She thought that after Pingwei came to the criminal police detachment, he usually ate and lived in the communication room.

Because it is an inside and outside room, Ping Wei did not object to him putting a gas stove in the inner bedroom to cook, after all, his small kitchen is already a good place for criminal police officers to have supper.

She once said to give him a mobile phone, but he insisted that he wouldn't.

He said: "One is that the impact is not good, and the other is that it is not needed.

My old phone is gone, I don't like this modern tool, see who of you is not a slave to it now?

When you have something, just call the communication room directly. ”

It's okay now, it's really impossible for Ping Yu to find him.

In desperation, Ping Yu led a few criminal policemen to get into the car and began to rush towards Artemisia's house in the public security apartment. Run. Run.