Chapter 4: The Sudden Rise of the Snowy Night

"Less nonsense, no grievances in the past, no hatred in the near future? That's a nice thing you say. Hurry up and let them let me go! ”

Getting out at this time is the only hope. When he was beaten just now, Li Ziming even thought about death.

"This ...... Good brother, it's not that I don't want to let you go, it's really ......"

Before Qian Zhiguo's words were finished, Li Ziming's two fingers had already exerted force like steel drills, deeply embedded in Qian Zhiguo's neck, and blood gushed down his neck, as long as he used more force, his throat would be torn off immediately. It takes time and process to really strangle a person, but it is a matter of moments to tear out the throat.

The two policemen on the side had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene, their eyes were in a daze, their legs were weak, and they were almost stupid. I saw that Li Ziming's two fingers had been inserted into Qian Zhiguo's neck, and he seemed to be pulling something in Qian Zhiguo's neck. And Qian Zhiguo had long lost any strength to resist, his chest rose and fell like a hiccups, and blood kept gushing out of his nose and mouth.

"Ahem...... You two fucking stupid, hurry up and let my brother go!"

Qian Zhiguo gave a dying order, and a policeman reacted at this time, hurriedly found the key, opened the lock on the interrogation chair, and opened the handcuffs on Li Ziming's hand, and then fell to the ground with a puff, begging: "Brother Ziming, this is none of my business, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Another policeman suddenly grabbed the door and fled. Li Ziming didn't have the strength to chase after him at all, so he could only let him go, took out the gun from Qian Zhiguo's waist, unloaded the bullet, threw the gun to Qian Zhiguo, and walked out the door.

Just about to go out, his head suddenly dizzy, and he fell, but was strongly supported by a pair of big hands.

"Ziming, what's wrong with you? How did it come to this? ”

The person who came was Luo Rongtian, deputy procurator general of the procuratorate. After talking to Feng Zhengye on the phone, Luo Rongtian thought about it and always felt that he shouldn't ignore it. In fact, he himself has no special relationship with Li Ziming, but he just thinks that morally speaking, he should reach out, even if it doesn't work, at least it can play a deterrent role, so that the bastards at the police station will not be unscrupulous.

It's a pity that he was still a step late, and Li Ziming was almost beaten to death by the violent beating just now.

"Luo Jian, Xie Lu, thank you for coming." Li Ziming smiled reluctantly. Luo Rongtian was the first person Li Ziming saw in the courtyard nearly ten hours after he was imprisoned in the Chengguan police station. He felt a hint of warmth.

"Stop talking, I'll take you to the hospital right away." Luo Rongtian turned around and supported Li Ziming, who had no strength at all, on his back.

"No, no, no, no, Luo Jian, I can go." Li Ziming didn't want Luo Rongtian to carry himself, but his legs didn't obey him, and he didn't even have the strength to stand. The last fight to subdue Qian Zhiguo just now has exhausted his last strength.

"Don't hold on, let me carry you." Luo Rongtian said and picked up Li Ziming, "How are those two guys?" ”

"It should be fine." Although Li Ziming was ruthless just now, he didn't really hurt Qian Zhiguo.

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the heavy snow was still flying unscrupulously in the sky, like the minions of a group of demons, trying to devour the entire world of this world.

The lights in the courtyard of the police station illuminate the entire courtyard as if it were daytime. The snow was already ten centimeters thick, and Luo Rongtian stepped out of a deep snow pit when he landed with one foot.

"Stop!"

Hearing only the sound of squeaky brakes, a police car slid a few meters on the snow and stopped in front of the police station, blocking Luo Rongtian and Li Ziming's way, and a person quickly got out of the car, stood in front of Luo Rongtian, who was about to get into the car, and shouted. Four or five more police cars blocked the front of the police station almost at the same time.

"Luo Rongtian, what do you want to do?" The person who came was Zhao Junqi, director of the Linhe City Public Security Bureau.

Luo Rongtian didn't pay attention to him, directly opened the car door, put Li Ziming in the car, and then turned to look at Zhao Junqi and said coldly: "Director Zhao, what do you say I want to do." Suddenly pointed at Li Ziming and said sharply: "Do your people treat the people of our procuratorate like this?" Let me tell you Zhao Junqi, if Li Ziming has three strengths and two weaknesses, I, Luo Rongtian, will definitely let you be punished by the law. ”

Only then did Zhao Junqi notice Li Ziming, who was already covered in bruises. At this point, the person who reported the news just now did not say it, and Zhao Junqi never expected Qian Zhiguo to do such a poisonous hand to Li Ziming, so he was stunned for a moment, but immediately said: "Even if our people do something wrong, you can't take the suspect away like this." Do you know what you're doing? You are robbing a suspect and you will be held legally responsible. ”

"Suspects?" Luo Rongtian took two steps forward to Zhao Junqi, stared at Zhao Junqi with his eyes straight and said, "Zhao Junqi, let me ask you, who is the suspect?" What law did Li Ziming violate? ”

"Isn't it a crime to beat up state law enforcement officers in the street?" Zhao Junqi was not intimidated by Luo Rongtian's momentum, and said-for-tat.

"Assault on state law enforcement officers?" Luo Rongtian sneered, "Who is the official law enforcement officer, Hu Qinglai?" The voice suddenly raised an octave, and the index finger poked Zhao Junqi's chest and said: "Zhao Junqi, you touch your chest and touch your conscience, is you worthy of the clothes on your body when you say such things?" Is it chilling or not? Disgusting or not? ”

Zhao Junqi opened Luo Rongtian's hand and said, "Luo Rongtian, you don't play tricks with me here, and don't pretend to be high for me." I'm telling you, I will never let you take people. As he spoke, he glanced behind him, and then said: "Luo Rongtian, don't say that I didn't warn you, look behind me, if you take another step, the guns in their hands are not vegetarian." ”

"You bastard, who do you threaten? Yes? Luo Rongtian went up and grabbed Zhao Junqi's collar: "You let them shoot and try, Lao Tzu will die with you!" ”

"Luo Rongtian, what are you going to do?"

Just when the two sides were anxious, a familiar voice shouted from far and near: "Let go of Director Zhao!" I think you're crazy! ”

After answering Luo Rongtian's call, Feng Zhengye went back to bed again, but he couldn't fall asleep. As he told Luo Rongtian, it was not that he didn't want to get Li Ziming out of the police station, but when he encountered this situation, he couldn't make it hard, and he didn't come up with a way to do both things after turning over and over in bed, and finally decided not to look for Zhao Junqi first, go directly to the police station to see, and then find a way.

What he didn't expect was that Luo Rongtian had already come to the police station one step ahead of him, and carried out a bruised Li Ziming. According to Li Ziming's character, even if you think about it with your ass, you can figure out what happened just now. This Monkey King has never been the master of losses, and if he can be beaten like this today, the people at the police station must have used the means, and the person who beat him is estimated to be no better now. What he didn't expect was that Luo Rongtian, who had always been old and serious, would be so impulsive and confront Zhao Junqi directly.

"Feng Jian is here!"

For this old comrade who has worked in the Hezhou municipal legal system for most of his life, Zhao Junqi is a little timid in addition to respect. Feng Zhengye is not only an old comrade of the Hezhou municipal legal system, but also the old superior of Wu Yunkui, deputy director of the Hezhou City Public Security Department, who single-handedly cultivated him Zhao Junqi, and can be said to be the old superior of his superiors. Moreover, Wu Yunkui has always respected this old superior very much.

"People are enforcing the law, do you know the way? What power do you have to take people away? Don't you think you're too reckless? Have you thought about the consequences of doing this? Feng Zhengye pulled Luo Rongtian aside, lowered his voice and reproached a few words, and then said in a commanding tone: "Don't come nonsense, hand over Ziming to others." ”

"Impossible!" Luo Rongtian didn't think about it, so he pushed back Feng Zhengye's words.

"For what?" Feng Zhengye asked.

"For what?" Luo Rongtian asked rhetorically, pointing to Li Ziming who was lying in the car and said, "Feng Jian, look at what Li Ziming has been beaten by them." If you give it to them at this time, will you still be able to live? ”

Feng Zhengye found out that Li Ziming was covered in blood, he was already angry, and his life was on the line, and if he was not treated in time, his life would be in danger. This was something he never expected. He also thought that Li Ziming was just beaten, and he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"That's it, Director Zhao, you give me a face, let's take Ziming to the hospital for treatment first. You can send someone to keep watch. Do you like it? After a period of silence, Feng Zhengye said to Zhao Junqi in a consultative tone.

Zhao Junqi was embarrassed, he didn't want to offend this old comrade, but he didn't dare to easily agree to Feng Zhengye's request. The strict interrogation of Li Ziming was arranged by Jiao Delu, secretary general of the municipal party committee, and he now let people go, and Secretary General Jiao asked how he would explain it.

"This ......" Zhao Junqi hesitated, thought for a long time and said: "Feng Jian, it's not that I don't give you face, you see if this will work, we will ask the doctor to come here to treat Li Ziming, so that I will also ......"

"Zhao Junqi!"

A lion-like voice came from the police team, interrupting Zhao Junqi's words.

The air froze for a moment, and only the snowflakes were still flying in the sky. What came out of the police was a middle-aged man with gray temples and a thin appearance. The man looked to be about fifty years old, less than 1.7 meters tall, with a kind face, but a terrifying light in his eyes. After a loud roar, the man quickly walked to the car where Li Ziming was placed, leaned over to look, raised his head and roared again:

"Don't send anyone to the hospital yet!"

Almost all the policemen were so frightened that they hurriedly got out of the way. Luo Rongtian quickly got into the car, kicked the accelerator, and rushed to the Municipal People's Yuan.