Although Guan Chengjie has a lot of hands, he once pinched off the fingers of a gunman with his bare hands in a case. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But this time, Guan Chengjie used almost ten percent of his strength to pinch it, but it didn't work at all. The doctor was pinched by the wrist, but laughed instead, because he was wearing a mask, Guan Chengjie could only see his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a bit of disdain and mockery in those eyes.

and his white hand, which pierced Guan Chengjie's eyes.

"Damn it can't escape." The doctor pressed Guan Chengjie's left hand, and also took out a pair of syringes in the other hand, quickly inserted it, and then slowly pushed it forward......

This is a planned murder! The green tendons on Guan Chengjie's forehead exploded, his left hand couldn't move as if it was pressed by a boulder, and his right hand couldn't stop the needle from advancing with all his might......

Outside the ward, a pretty woman was asking Xiao Wang for directions.

"Where is the ultrasound room?" The woman asked.

"Keep going forward, then turn left, go down the stairs, and the mezzanine is ......"

"It's so complicated, I'm a road idiot, my head is too big for what you said." The woman covered her mouth and laughed.

"Girls are all idiots, I'll take you there."

"Thank you so much, you're such a nice guy."

The woman gave Xiao Wang a sweet smile and gave him a painless good person card, and Xiao Wang led her towards the B-ultrasound room......

In the ward, Guan Chengjie's eyes were wide open, and he was already stiff as he watched the person leave the ward calmly, overturned a cup with all his strength, and made a "bell" sound on the ground.

However, Xiao Wang, who had already walked away, could not hear it at all.

......

The atmosphere in the police station was dreary, and the tip of everyone's nose was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Guan Chengjie's usually messy desk is spotlessly tidy at the moment, with a frame embedded in black on it, and in the photo, Guan Chengjie's smile is deep and firm.

"What are you doing walking away?! What are you doing walking away?! The old criminal policeman Song Honghong yelled at Xiao Wang, "Haven't you seen a woman in your last life?!" If you're on the sidelines, the team won't ......."

Speaking of this, Lao Song choked up, big tears rolled down his cheeks, and the criminal policeman on the side pulled his sleeve and didn't say anything.

Opposite Lao Song, Xiao Wang had already stopped crying, he shouldn't have walked away, if he was there, the team would be fine.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

[Guan Chengjie, male, now Chinese New Year's Eve six years old, died honorably on the 5th of this month due to complications caused by a gunshot wound infection, and the medical treatment was ineffective. 】

The police department's obituary was brief, but it did not tell the truth, apparently for the purpose of handling the case.

Every criminal police officer in the criminal police team held back a fire, Guan Chengjie has always been their brother and idol, and his death was a planned murder, which he couldn't swallow no matter what.

Solve a case! Can't let the captain die so inexplicably!

Although everyone thinks so, there is really no way to start this case. There were no witnesses, no suspicious clues, and it can be said that there were no clues except for the finger-like bruises on Guan Chengjie's left arm.

The biggest headache is that the drug test report that caused Guan Chengjie's death was directly sent to the hands of Director Yang Yufeng, and no one could see what was in the report.

"We can't just sit still." As soon as Lao Song flicked his hat, Huo Di stood up and said loudly, "Everyone look for everything you can find, and dig three feet into the ground to dig out the murderer of the Guan team!" ”

Xiao Wang wiped his tears: "I'll go now, I'll check the places near the hospital, and I'll ask!" ”

"Let's go too." The rest of the detectives were also agitated, packing up and preparing to go out.

Just when everyone was about to investigate the case with an indignant face, there were footsteps outside the door, and before they saw anyone, they heard the shouting first: "What are you doing, what are you doing?!" ”

Everyone stopped drinking, because it was none other than Director Yang Yufeng who shouted this.

"Unorganized and undisciplined, is there any quality of the people's police?!" Yang Yufeng walked into the room and said sharply.

"Yang Ju, Team Guan died too ......" Lao Song lowered his head and replied, and when Guan Chengjie was mentioned, his voice choked again.

Yang Yufeng stepped forward, patted Lao Song's shoulder, and looked around at the criminal police in the room, they were all brothers who had lived and died with Guan Chengzhuo, and they were like brothers and sisters.

"I understand everyone's feelings, but don't affect normal work." Yang Yufeng nodded heavily and continued, "The bureau has decided to establish a special team to investigate this case and find out the murderer!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone cheered up. That's right, now only by finding the murderer and bringing him to justice can we comfort Guan Chengjie's spirit in the sky.

......

Guan Chengjie's memorial service was conducted according to standard procedures, and in addition to the leaders of the police station and the criminal police, there were also several members of the public.

Through the transparent glass of the viewing platform, you can see Guan Chengjie lying there quietly, his sallow face still has a heroic spirit, but his appearance is a little distorted compared with his life, it seems that his skin is smoother, but the bridge of his nose has collapsed a lot.

Also, the living and the dead are not just bad breaths.

The atmosphere in the memorial hall was solemn, and almost nothing could be heard except for the occasional sob. The mourners silently looked at the body on the podium, thinking about something in their hearts.

"Although Comrade Guan Chengjie has left, his spirit and belief have remained in our hearts......" Yang Yufeng stood in front of the viewing platform, reading the eulogy in a low voice.

Several young detectives couldn't help crying, and subconsciously covered their mouths and noses with their hands; The older detective endured it, but his eyes were already very red.

Yang Yufeng continued to read the eulogy, his eyes looked at the criminal policemen in front of him from time to time, and he could understand their mood at the moment. However, he is more concerned about a young criminal policeman at the moment.

The fourth from the right in the second row, his complexion is a little dark, the brim of his police hat is pressed very low, and he is constantly raising his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, as if he is crying very sadly.

Because everyone only paid attention to the viewing platform, and they were all wearing police uniforms, no one noticed that this criminal policeman who had been hiding his face was faceless.

But Yang Yufeng clearly saw that the young criminal policeman was wearing a watch on his right wrist. As a criminal policeman, you are not allowed to wear any jewelry, let alone this kind of thing that hinders your actions.

However, although he saw this detail in his eyes, he did not seem to care, and continued to read the eulogy.

After a series of ceremonies, Guan Chengjie's body was about to be pushed to be cremated. Yang Yufeng arranged for Xiao Wang and Lao Song to support the coffin, and he walked to the young criminal policeman.

"When the cremation is carried out, you accompany me." Yang Yufeng's voice was not high, but it was very clear.

The detective didn't say anything, just nodded, and followed.