Pingjiang, Zhangjia.

Zhang Yiqing likes to live in a self-made two-story villa next to his parents, and the child grew up and did not redecorate the house that his brother bought.

There is a professional team chosen by the sisters-in-law, basically Lu Cheng and Zhang Yiqing can go once a day to play with the children and accompany the children.

The room is always filled with the laughter of adults and children, and every night, the grandparents of the little ones will gather together to play with the little ones in the spacious hall.

In the security room of the community, a security guard who has not been working for a long time and is not very serious and does not like to talk sits in front of the monitor, holding a mini ipad in his hand, which shows the monitoring points that belong to the vicinity of Zhang's house, which are all hidden monitoring, with the monitoring equipment of the community, forming a double coverage without dead ends.

No smoking, no drinking, no special hobbies, no participation in playing poker between colleagues after work, no rest or holidays, working with another person for one day and one night.

The squinted eyes suddenly opened round, the seemingly lazy body suddenly tensed, and the action ran out of the monitoring room quickly, with a wipe of his hand on the back of his waist, two small homemade flying knives attached to his palm, and after running out of the monitoring room for more than ten steps, he stepped on the wall, his body jumped up, and two flying knives shot out, stabbing directly into the back of the hearts of the two black-clothed men not far away.

The moment he stood up. The tablet warning sounded in his hand, and in this community, in a certain room, the security guard who was resting with him and the two people who had been nesting in the room all the time received the signal, all of which were subconscious reactions and subconscious movements, and each rushed out of the room in a way that had been practiced countless times, one took the stairs, and the two jumped out directly from the window, and the ropes hanging on the walls of the house ensured the speed and safety factor when they slid down the window.

Inside the house, the Zhang family was happy. has gradually begun to learn from Zhang Jun, whose wife is in a semi-retired state. didn't bother to compete with the new secretary Wang Dongyang for anything, and while maintaining his own principles, Zhan Youzhi stood at the forefront and became the representative of the entire faction. Firmly grasp the strength gathered from Zhao Meiru, Ning Jiutian and Zhang Jun. Fight against Wang Dongyang, the number one. Now Pingjiang is very lively, there is pressure from the province on it, and Yanjing has no idea that the city that created Pingjiang Speed is in fierce internal friction at the moment.

There's the little one there. Zhang Jun unloaded all his fatigue when he got home, and enjoyed the joy of family life with his heart, but as an old public security officer from a criminal policeman, Zhang Jun's sixth sense and keen intuition to solve the case were not completely lost because of his high position, put the little guy on the sofa, Zhang Jun frowned and came to the window, in this window you can see the road to the gate of the community and the small square between the two floors not far away, which is the first floor view with the widest vision in the whole community.

Quiet, it's not even eight o'clock, at least the community that will be crowded on weekdays has no people at this moment, a streamer flashed, Zhang Jun's eyes were sharp, first closed the curtains in the living room, and then opened a dark grid above the shoe cabinet at the door for the first time, as the habit of the old public security, and the convenient conditions for his son to provide weapons here, Zhang Jun also put a pistol and a spare magazine full of bullets at his daughter's house.

When Kong Mei was young, when Zhang Shidong and Zhang Yiqing were still young, they were frightened with their husbands, and instinctively still had a little vigilance and big nerves of the policeman's family, picked up the little guy, and motioned for her daughter to enter the closed space of the bathroom with her.

Ding dong!

When the doorbell rang, Zhang Jun stood at the door with a gun and looked out through the doormirror, and what caught his eye was not a person, but a document that could be seen clearly from a moderate distance, and this document Zhang Jun had seen and recognized.

With a sigh of relief, Zhang Jun opened the door, and a man about thirty years old stood at the door: "Secretary Zhang, please sit in the house and don't move, there will be no danger." ”

Lu Cheng and his parents didn't know what to do, and when they saw a man coming in, they wanted to ask, Zhang Jun said in advance: "Don't ask anything, don't be afraid of anything you see." ”

The man moved a chair and sat at the door, the beads of sweat faintly appeared on his forehead, a folding dagger was not sterilized, he directly lifted his clothes and dug out the bullets in the wound of the abdomen that was shot, ticking the blood beads that fell to the ground, Zhang Jun handed over the medical bandages and trauma medicine, he knew that these people did not lack perseverance and self-healing level.

"Don't worry, it's just a small thing, there are a lot of our colleagues outside." The man's words were to comfort Lu Cheng, and he didn't know what to say otherwise, Zhang Jun nodded solemnly: "Do you need me to call the police." ”

The man stared at each other with a strange expression, put his hand on his ear, and obviously did not answer Zhang Jun's words: "It's all settled, well, okay, I know." ”

Raised his head: "Secretary Zhang, it's okay now, this time I made too much fuss and disturbed you, I'm really sorry." After speaking, he got up and was about to leave, with a certain remorse in his eyes, he wanted to be the last iron gate, but he didn't want the chief to have an arrangement, the security forces outside were not only ninety-nine gates, and he came in rashly, disturbing the chief's family, which was indeed a little irrational.

Zhang Jun pinned the gun to his waist: "I'll go too." ”

The man did not refuse, and when they opened the door again, there were already two women dressed in ordinary clothes standing at the door, nodding at Zhang Jun and walking into the room.

"Dean Kong, you can rest normally, it's just a little thing." Facing Kong Mei who came out of the bathroom, one of the two women showed a faint relaxed smile on her face, signaling that the family did not need to be nervous, and they were there for everything.

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Walking out of the unit door, Zhang Jun smelled a faint smell of blood from the air, although it was very light, most of it was blown away by the wind, the professional instinct on the front for many years has not completely disappeared, there are still a few traces of washing on the ground, the whole community is still solemn, so quickly clean up everything, it can be seen that there is a very strong team guarding their home in the dark.

"Secretary Zhang, the chief means that you better not worry too much, everything has him."

Zhang Jun understood that the chief in his mouth was his son, and after thinking about it, he still took a step and opened the car door to get into the car: "Let's go, go and see." ”

In the warehouse of an abandoned factory in the city, Zhang Jun saw the main dish of tonight, needless to say, the corpse, the appearance and physical characteristics were transcribed for investigation, and the live mouth caught has long been free of any hardness, can you imagine that someone used their teeth to bite on their body when they were still alive?

The man who stood there with blood on his lips and his clothes, tilted his head sideways, opened his mouth while laughing and chewing, in those eyes except for the horror of being dazed and unfocused, he didn't show any performance when he saw Zhang Jun coming in, and in the face of Zhang Jun's questioning, there was a state of wanting to be angry and move, flying up from the shadows and kicking him on the back, directly kicking it against the wall, and the No. 2 glasses man who disappeared for a while after Panama had an intersection with the Hua family walked in front of Zhang Jun: "Secretary Zhang, they are not sensible, don't blame them." ”

Secretary Zhang's three words seem to have some kind of special magic, three men who were lazily fiddling with a pot of firewood soup ran over with a smile on their faces, and beat the guy who was full of blood in his mouth before, and beat him for two minutes, and he didn't care whether the other party was dead or alive, and then ran to Zhang Jun's front to offer treasure: "Dad, that kid is a stupid x, you don't pay attention to him, tell us something, if he dares to stare at you again, we promise to beat him so that his parents can't recognize him." ”

"Dad, there is a pot of beautiful soup here, it is very delicious, why don't you try it."

Smack, one of them gave a big slap on the back of the head who said this: "What nonsense, let Brother Dong know that he skinned you alive." ”

Zhang Jun glanced at the pot of beautiful soup, although he had seen a lot of knowledge for so many years, he almost vomited, the dilapidated pot was on the makeshift fire, and what was simmering in it was a human head with shaved hair.

Where did these perverts come from?

No. 2 lifted his glasses: "Secretary Zhang, Brother Dong has already arranged this matter, and the people in the ninety-ninth place today are too fussy, I promise that similar things will not happen in the future, and no one will affect your life." ”

Zhang Jun glanced at him: "What guarantee do you take." ”

No. 2 was about to pull out the gun from behind, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his shoulder, pressed on the clothes without changing color and heartbeat, it was completely like someone pulling the trigger continuously on his shoulder, and the continuous bullets penetrated the skin behind him and sprayed out, and all the bullets in the magazine were shot out before throwing the gun away.

Zhang Jun had nothing to say, and the injured man who led him led him away: "Secretary Zhang, these people are all outright madmen, and they can't be demarcated by human standards, if it weren't for the constraints of the chief, they might not be able to do anything." ”

It was originally a word of consolation to Zhang Jun, but unexpectedly knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Zhang Jun let out a sigh of relief, looked up at the dark sky, tonight, there were no stars, and the clouds were thick.

In my heart, a ray of sunrise illuminates the world in my heart.

Zhang Jun muttered: "Reducing crime is also a kind of merit. ”

A professional policeman who has rescued hundreds of people, with outstanding achievements.

A man who gathers together those who can create a hundred killings for his own use, reducing their ninety-nine crimes.

The latter will be said, why not kill them all, wouldn't that be a hundred.

In this world, are there any murderers who kill everything? When they die, a group will jump up, so it's better to keep them in captivity to make them stronger and stronger, and suppress the new ones.

"Dad, I'll be home soon."

When he got out, Zhang Jun received a call from his son.

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