I was stimulated by the word blood, and my nerves tensed for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Beard and I ducked to the side together and looked up together.

The tree was so lush that it was covered with foliage and foliage, and it was impossible to see anything at all.

I wondered what to do, but the beard moved, and he kicked hard at the trunk. This strength is not small, even the old tree trembles, the question is, I think what use can this be? It's a wasted effort.

I persuaded him. As if deliberately refuting me, there was a commotion from the tree, and a dark shadow fell.

This black shadow is a person, and he rushes down with his big head, and his head hits the ground first, accompanied by a clicking sound, like a bone crack.

Originally, I couldn't be sure if this man was dead or not, but based on this bone crack, I was sure that he would definitely die.

Beard and I held electric batons and leaned over to him. His whole face was distorted and distorted, and I couldn't make out his appearance, but by what he was dressed and how he was, I recognized him as an inch-headed officer.

Beard and I didn't expect him to die here. Hu Zi scolded his mother and asked me again, "Do you want to find the police?" "I'm not in the mood to tease him now, otherwise I have to point at the inch-headed officer and tell him, isn't this fucking a policeman?

My mind was racing and I thought about what to do next. I felt around the officer's waist and found the walkie-talkie.

I'd like to use it to contact the others, at least report it to the two young cops. But before he could turn on the walkie-talkie, there was a loud bang in the tree, and another dark shadow fell.

He was very light and stood in front of me and the beard at once. We were so frightened that we snorted and stepped back together.

He stomped on the dead officer, turning his head to look at the two of us. He still had a hood on his face or something, and I couldn't see his features, but I and Beard knew in our hearts that this must be the fugitive we were going to capture.

I couldn't help but squeeze the electric baton. At this moment, I really don't have confidence, and even once the fight starts, me and the beard are likely to end up like this for the inch-headed officer.

After a stalemate, the fugitive said to us in a blunt tone, "Why don't you run away?" ”

I was like a phone call, and there were many things in contact at this moment, this fugitive must be the owner of the murderous house, or even the one who stuffed the note for us.

The beard was quite fat, and he answered, "You, what the hell are you doing?" ”

The fugitive didn't say anything. A flashlight suddenly appeared in the distance, and it didn't shine at us, but it caught the fugitive's attention.

He left us both behind, touched his waist with the trickster, and pulled out a sharp knife. He grinned, hunched over, like a cat, and ran in the direction of the flashlight.

My beard and I looked at his back. The beard also said to me, "Chase him!" "I said in my heart that I was chasing a fart, and I was afraid that he would be reckless for a while, and this time I made the first move, so I forcibly dragged him.

I told him about the situation, that this fugitive has no ill will towards us, and that we don't know what is good or bad. Besides, I nodded my beard again, we are informants, just to help solve the case, and now we only carry electric batons, and we don't have guns, how can we fight?

The beard was a little enlightened and asked me, "What then?" ”

I said four words, fake injury and slack off. The beard thought about it, took out a look of enlightenment, and praised me for being smart. Then he stared at the old tree, his face was a little fierce, and he snorted and rushed over.

The next scene, I watched it straight. He hugged the old tree and hit his forehead up with his life.

With the sound of thumping, several leaves were knocked off the trees. When he turned his head again, I saw that the upper half of his face was red, and even the blood was spilling down rapidly.

The beard was a little confused, and while pressing the wound on his forehead hard, he emphasized, "I can't bear the child can't trap the wolf, how about it?" Brother, this method is awesome, right? ”

I was so worried that I even looked at my beard with some expression on my face. What is the beard urging me to wait? Hurry up and learn from him.

I muttered, "Learn a fart!" Then I threw myself on the ground and rolled around, even rubbing my limbs. When I finally stood up, I was almost like a flower child, especially the big and small openings on it, I couldn't count them. I also borrowed some blood from the officer's body and wiped it on my clothes.

I showed the beard how I was dressed and asked him, "Am I miserable?" ”

The beard was stunned, and he almost stamped his feet, and replied, "Oh miserable, how can you fucking look worse than me." ”

I gestured and asked him to use his brain for everything. Then we both took on a half-dead posture and sat down against the trunk of the tree. I turned on the walkie-talkie again and called into the microphone. But I shouted for half a minute, and no one paid any attention to me. Not long after, gunshots could be heard in the distance.

I don't know what's going on again. Half an hour later, there was a red glow outside the woods, and sirens sounded. This means that a new wave of reinforcements has arrived, and Beard and I support each other and walk out of the forest.

I counted three police cars and an ambulance. I and the beard were both virtuous, and of course we got straight into the ambulance.

But the ambulance was not in a hurry, and soon two more people were carried up. It's two informants, they're also wounded, and it's by no means pretended.

One of them had a large red patch in his chest, presumably stabbed by the fugitive killer. The other was not visible from the outside, but he was unconscious.

The ambulance drove away first. Took us to a nearby hospital. The police must have greeted this hospital, don't look at it in the middle of the night, there are already several medical staff waiting at the gate.

The two informants were sent straight to the mobile bed and rushed to the operating room, while Beard and I were taken by a surgeon to the outpatient clinic.

The doctor took a film of the two of us, stitched the beard, and finally concluded that the beard had an injury to his forehead, plus a slight concussion, and I was fine, except for multiple abrasions on my body.

The doctor hospitalized the two of us for two days for observation, which is exactly what I mean to me and my beard, otherwise Dong Jackal will let us live in that murderous house again, looking for some yellow beads, I was scared and got goosebumps when I thought about it.

We were lying in a hospital room, and our beards were still infusion. We were all tired, closed our eyes, and fell asleep.

I couldn't sleep deeply, and in a daze, I heard someone open the door. I opened my eyes and turned my head to look.

When Yang Qianqian, that is, the forensic doctor, was found to have come in in a white coat. I woke up completely. She also wanted to go straight to me. I asked her what she was doing.

Beard woke up violently when I shouted like this. After he saw Yang Qianqian, his body sat up as if he had pressed a spring.

He answered and emphasized, saying that my brother and I are not dead, so don't do any autopsy or anything.

Yang Qianqian didn't rush to answer, but silently looked at me left and right at the beard. She found another chair, sat up, and snorted, "Isn't it good?" ”

I chuckled inwardly. The beard stiffened his mouth and asked rhetorically, "What are we pretending?" ”

Yang Qianqian pointed to the forehead of the beard and said don't try to confuse her, just by looking at the distribution of the bruises and the location of the wound, she can be sure that the beard hit it out by himself.

I gave Yang Qianqian a thumbs up in my heart, and said in my heart that this little girl, her eyes are too poisonous.

Hu Zi's attitude made a 180-degree reversal, and he said to Yang Qianqian again and again, "Sister, you are my own sister, don't tell Officer Dong about this, okay?" ”

Yang Qianqian waved her hand, signaling that she would not talk nonsense. Then she deliberately walked to the door and looked to make sure that there was no one outside.

She turned around and approached me, and while checking my injuries, she asked us both, "I haven't seen you for more than a day, you went to the house to investigate, did you find anything?" In particular, did you encounter any weirdness? ”

I vaguely feel that Yang Qianqian is very weird, especially since she is just a forensic doctor, why do she always ask us about these things. But I can't help but answer, otherwise she will make a small report to Dong Jackal, and we will not be able to eat and walk around.

Beard and I didn't hide it, and told us about the strange dream we had in the murderous house, and also told us about the strangeness of the grave we encountered when we were chasing the fugitive.

Yang Qianqian listened silently and sighed.

I don't know what she sighed about. Then she put her energy on our foreheads, touched our foreheads and asked, "Do you have a fever?" ”

My beard and I both shook our heads. At this time, there was also the sound of hard-soled leather shoes outside the ward.

Soon Dong Jackal appeared at the door, and he pushed the door very unceremoniously. Originally, he should have been very interested in Yang Qianqian, especially when he saw his "sweetheart", he should have become gentle.

But at this moment, he was preoccupied, and there was no sign of improvement in his attitude, and he asked Yang Qianqian in surprise, "Why did you come here?" ”

Yang Qianqian explained, "There was an informant who died in the emergency room, and I came to the hospital to see the situation of the body, and by the way, I also came to see what happened to these two informants." She pointed to me and the beard.

Dong Jackal made a gesture of invitation and asked Yang Qianqian to leave first, which meant to talk to the two of us alone.

Yang Qianqian didn't refuse, so she got up, she made a small movement when she left, patted her forehead, and seemed to tell me again, if you have a fever, contact her.

When there were only us in the room, Dong Jackal looked at the two of us with a sneer.

I was so uncomfortable by his laughter that I was even worried that he would find something like Yang Qianqian? But Dong Jackal's eyes were not so poisonous, and he said, "It's really a big deal, in this mission, all three policemen died, and only one of the four informants is still alive or dead, and you two only suffered such a small injury." ”

I didn't answer with the beard. Dong Jackal changed the topic again and said that since it was okay, don't waste the hospital beds.

He asked us to be discharged from the hospital immediately, and ordered us to go with him to a KTV door to squat, wait for a redhead, and if we didn't believe it until dawn, we would call it a day.

I was particularly reluctant with the beard, but I didn't show it, and the beard put all the mood on his face. After we went downstairs, I saw that Dong Jackal also drove a police private car, he was the driver, and I and Hu Zi sat in the back.

This KTV is in the center of the city, in a very prosperous area. After arriving here, Dong Jackal parked the car in a hidden place, turned off the engine, adjusted the seat, took out a very comfortable position and half-lay down, staring at the KTV from a distance.

My beard and I are not very comfortable, firstly, we are still injured, and secondly, when Dong Jackal adjusts the chair like this, the space behind it is very small.

I try to find space to stretch my body. I took the opportunity to ask again, "Dong Tou'er, what are the typical characteristics of this red-haired woman besides her hair?" Besides, she wouldn't have anything to do with the fugitives, would she? ”