Fang Wuxian saw Liu Zhenyuan's appearance and asked what's wrong?

Liu Zhenyuan said: "When students shoot in shooting clubs, many of them practice headshot, that is, headshots, to show accuracy. However, in actual combat situations, the accuracy will naturally be reduced when pursuing the speed of shooting, and the head is relatively small, which is not the most ideal target, so experienced gunners will make a doubletap in the chest, and then shoot the opponent in the head under the premise that the opponent loses resistance. ”

Liu Zhenyuan handed him his mobile phone: "Look at these three police officers, one of them was shot in the head, which is very similar to Song Xianming's shooting technique." But the other two were both shot twice in the chest, which is inconsistent with Song Xianming's habits, so much so that they look like gunmen with rich combat experience. ”

Fang Wuxian looked at the photo and said, "It's obvious that someone is helping Song Xianming escape." ”

"Exactly." Liu Zhenyuan slapped the table, and Huo stood up: "Brother, I'm going to the scene of the Dongjiang crime to have a look, you can go with me." ”

Fang Wuxian pushed the chicken soup and green onion noodles in front of Liu Zhenyuan, and sighed: "Team Liu, don't worry, eat noodles." ”

"How can you not be in a hurry!" Liu Zhenyuan hurriedly said: "This kid has already killed five people, four of whom are my colleagues. If there is no clue, it is just that, at this time, I found a clue, how can I not go over and take a look. You have a set of investigations, and you must help me this time. ”

Fang Wuxian sighed: "So, are you determined to arrest Song Xianming?" ”

"Of course."

"He's Mayor Song's only son." Fang Wuxian reminded: "Since you found out that someone helped Song Xianming escape, who do you say would send it?" ”

This sentence was like a bucket of ice water poured on Liu Zhenyuan's head, he sat down a little gloomily, picked up chopsticks and pulled the green onion noodles into his mouth, but he felt tasteless.

Fang Wuxian sighed, lowered his head and began to eat noodles. Who knew that he had just eaten two bites, but he saw Liu Zhenyuan slap the chopsticks on the table with a snap, and said with a straight face: "Catch, no matter what happens, such a murderer must be caught." ”

Fang Wuxian continued to eat noodles, and could feel Liu Zhenyuan looking down at him with burning eyes, but he was unmoved, and finally heard a long sigh.

"Brother, I'm a policeman, but I won't be pedantic and don't distinguish between good and bad. This Song Xianming is already an out-and-out murderer, no matter who is behind him, I have the responsibility to bring him to justice, and I am gone. ”

Seeing Liu Zhenyuan get up and leave, Fang Wuxian felt very uncomfortable≡ after he came to Huzhou, Liu Zhenyuan helped him a lot. This person is by no means a pedantic policeman who does not distinguish between good and bad people, otherwise for such a long time, even if he can't be taken down and questioned, it is normal to toss him with what he has committed until he has no temper.

In Fang Wuxie's eyes, Liu Zhenyuan is clear-headed, slippery, and able to advance and retreat, and is a rare talent and a good partner. It was Liu Zhenyuan's slippery nature that made Fang Wuxian never classify Liu Zhenyuan into a policeman like Zhang Xiaoxiao who would rather bend.

But today's matter, Liu Zhenyuan knew that this case was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but for the sake of the so-called "law", he still investigated it without hesitation.

This kind of practice of disregarding his personal future for the sake of justice in his heart made Fang Wuxian have to look at him with admiration, so he somewhat despised his hesitation in his heart.

Fang Wuxian threw down his chopsticks, packed up his things and chased him out. When Liu Zhenyuan was about to leave, the bell knocked on the window and said with a smile: "You are not afraid of breaking down halfway when you drive this broken car?" Let's go, I'll give you a ride. ”

Liu Zhenyuan didn't have a hippie smile this time, his face was somewhat deep and a little relieved. patted Fang Wuxie's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you are just passing by and driving me over." ”

"A person who can be a mayor will not be a fool." Fang Wuxian smiled: "There's no need to cover your ears and steal the bell, but you have to remember that I have to report the oil money back and forth." ”

Liu Zhenyuan said: "Aren't you a multi-millionaire, do you still care about this bit of oil money?" ”

"Don't talk to me about this useless, brother has money, that's brother's, one yard is one yard." Fang Wuxian stood in front of the car with his arms crossed, and if you don't agree to the reimbursement, I won't go.

Liu Zhenyuan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to agree.

Fang Wuxian opened the car door and drove towards the Dongjiang River.

A few years ago, the shantytown renovation was in an uproar, and several major real estate forces in the Dongjiang River collapsed here, but in the end the cake fell into the hands of a little-known Shanfeng Group, and the transformation has been smooth sailing.

Now four years later, the original shantytown is called the Shanfeng Development Zone by the locals, about seventy percent of the land has been renovated, the past dirty mess has been swept away, and the fan of the emerging city is very comfortable.

A place called Sandaokou in the northwest of the Shanfeng Development Zone was undergoing large-scale civil construction at this time, and some residents had not yet moved out, becoming the last piece of chaos on the Dongjiang River.

The last place where Song Xianming appeared was at Sandaokou, and from here he killed three policemen and disappeared, most likely fleeing into the seventy-two peaks of Yunshan.

It was already noon when Fang Wuxian and Liu Zhenyuan arrived at Sandaokou, and the scene of the crime had not yet moved at Liu Zhenyuan's request, but it was in a construction site, so the construction site was suspended.

When it comes to the restoration of the case, Fang Wuxian is not as good as Liu Zhenyuan, and the calmness and reaction of this criminal policeman in the face of the case can move everyone. He only took two steps back and forth at the scene of the crime, pondered for a while, and came to a conclusion.

The three policemen almost fell to the ground, two of them who had drawn their guns before they could shoot, and each of them, who was a young policeman, was shot in the head with just his hand on the gun.

The situation at the scene showed that the three policemen were suddenly shot and killed by the other party in the process of chasing Song Xianming. The direction in which the three people were shot was basically straight ahead, and it is difficult to guess how many people they were facing. But if the person on the other side fired five shots in a row and killed three prepared policemen, not to mention Song Xianming, who had never undergone actual combat training, or Liu Zhenyuan, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, it would be a little difficult.

Moreover, although doubletab and Headshot are also guns, under normal circumstances, people who are skilled in guns will have similar shooting habits, and there will be no such obvious differences.

Liu Zhenyuan finished explaining the conclusion, but could not find effective evidence, this place is a construction site, after the shootout, many workers have been watching here, and the scene has been destroyed.

Now I can only hope for Fang Wuxie.

Although Fang Wuxian has no experience in investigating this kind of case, he has a good nose.

According to Liu Zhenyuan's speculation, the place where Song Xianming shot would not be more than fifteen meters, there happened to be a timber pile there, and Fang Wuxian smelled two heavier "human smells" on the timber pile, which should have been left recently.

There are many workers, machines, and materials here, and the smell is very mixed, but Fang Wuxian can still judge the general direction of the two smells hidden behind the timber pile. He continued to follow the scent, and finally found the traces of a motorcycle stopping outside the fence in the northeast corner.

"Two people did shoot, sneaked all the way here, and then fled north on motorcycles."

Liu Zhenyuan knows the magic of Fang Wuxie very well, and knows that what he says is not far from ten. But although motorcycles are completely banned in the Dongjiang area, there are more enthusiasts and too many motorcycles, even if he asks the local police to search for recent videos of motorcycles from the Skynet system, it is even more difficult to find clues.

Fang Wuxian had no other way, just like the kidnapping of Su Su the day before yesterday, no matter how his nose was against the sky, he couldn't catch up with others who fled on a motorcycle for six or seven hours. However, he remembered the peculiar smell of those two people, and believed that if nothing else, he would be able to track it down after discovering it again.

Looking at Liu Zhenyuan, who was smoking a cigarette, Fang Wuxian said: "Team Liu, carefully check the cameras on the road section near the time of the incident, we only need to make sure which direction the other party is not going, and we can push the other party in which direction." Knowing the direction, just like the night before, we will catch up with them sooner or later. ”

Thinking of Fang Wuxie's miraculous tracking technique the night before, Liu Zhenyuan held up hope again, he used to be the captain of the criminal police in Dongjiang and was familiar with all sections of the road. There are no Skynet cameras to the north or west from here, but there are intersections to the east and south, and thirteen intersections were quickly selected, and when viewed from different angles, it is almost certain that no motorcyclists passed by during that time period.

To the west are patches of construction sites, and once the workers start work, it is not easy to hide from people. Song Xianming and the people who helped him kill people and escape escaped from the construction site, and no matter what angle it is speculated, they will not go back, otherwise they would have been discovered by the workers long ago. In this way, it is very likely that the two men are heading north.

This inference matched the residual smell in Fang Wuxie's nose, Fang Wuxian walked north, and Liu Zhenyuan drove far behind him.

After passing two intersections in a row, Fang Wuxian could no longer smell the scent of Song Xianming and the man, but by looking at the cameras at several intersections to the east, he could roughly determine that the other party had not fled eastward, so the two continued to track north.

The hard work paid off, just like this, one road by one, he walked nearly ten kilometers to the north, and when he got close to the edge of the mountain range, the environment became single, and Fang Wuxian finally caught the smell of Song Xianming and the others again.

"Team Liu, this is the way, these two people should have fled into the mountains."

Fang Wuxian got into the car, turned around along the lower road in the mountains, and traveled more than ten kilometers deep into the mountains, and finally found a motorcycle at the end of the road.

Liu Zhen looked at the reckless mountains from afar, frowned, and said, "It is estimated that it has been a few hours since I fled into the deep mountains, is there still a chance to catch them?" ”

"Of course there is a chance," Fang Wuxian said with a smile: "The mountains to the north of the Dongjiang River are continuous, and it is not easy to get out of the mountains without a day or two, if they don't flee into the mountains, but blend into the city, it will be difficult to catch them, at this time, ......"

Liu Zhen was overjoyed, and walked towards the mountain: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go arrest someone quickly." ”

"Don't worry," Fang Wuxian grabbed him and said with a smile: "I grew up in the mountains, and they can't run when they enter the mountains." I want to ask you, just go in and arrest them? ”