Liu Ziguang's injury was not serious, a bullet hit his right chest, fortunately it did not hurt the lung lobe, nor did it hurt a large blood vessel, it was just a penetrating wound, which looked terrible, but in fact it was not a big problem.

This is also thanks to the robber holding a five-four pistol, the 7.62 mm bullet fired is extremely penetrating and has a poor stopping effect, if it is the new 92 type, he is not so lucky, the 9 mm bullet is rolling and raging in the body, and he has to peel off the skin if he does not die.

There is nothing to be done in the operation, nothing more than to stop the bleeding, debridement, and bandage the wound, even if it is completed, but the news is tightly sealed, no reporters are allowed to interview, no visits, Liu Ziguang is lying in a single ward, under the strict supervision of two special police.

The first group of guards still looked at him coldly, and the second group completely changed their attitude, some details of the bank robbery have been spread within the public security, everyone knows Liu Ziguang's heroic behavior of killing the robbers with double shots, although the case has not yet been revealed, but the prospect can already be expected, Liu Ziguang is definitely a big hero who has attracted much attention.

In the hospital ward, Liu Ziguang was lying on the hospital bed topless, and he was giving two little policemen a big mountain, his right chest was bandaged, but it did not affect his actions at all, and with a wave of his big hand, the spittle flew sideways.

"It's not difficult to hit accurately, the key is to have a steady hand and a heavy heart, not to aim with your eyes, but to aim with your heart......"

The two little policemen listened attentively, for fear of missing a little content, and poured Liu Ziguang a cup of tea from time to time, so they almost kowtowed on the spot.

As he was talking, there was a soft knock on the door, and a special police officer pressed the handle of the gun to open the door, and when he opened a crack in the door, he saw two female police officers in uniform.

It's their own people, the special police opened the door, and the two policewomen each held up a bouquet of flowers and said in a low voice: "Secretary Hu's daughter entrusted us to send it." As he spoke, he shoved the flower into the SWAT's hand and turned to leave.

The special police were dumbfounded, stunned for a few seconds before closing the door, holding the two bouquets of flowers in, and exclaiming: "Blessed, blessed, the first beauty in our Jiangbei police circle has entrusted someone to send flowers." ”

As soon as the two bouquets of flowers were put into the ward, there was immediately a little more vitality, and the atmosphere was much more active, the daughter of the secretary of the political and legal committee sent flowers to Liu Ziguang, the meaning of which is self-evident, the two policemen completely relaxed, sat on the edge of the bed, and chatted with Liu Ziguang like buddies for many years, and the three of them were very happy.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, and several tall and sturdy men in civilian clothes walked in, and the two SWAT officers just stood up and wanted to ask, but the words came to their lips and swallowed, and changed to raise their hands and salute.

It was the leaders of the city bureau and the head of the criminal police brigade who came, they were expressionless, nodded simply, showed a piece of paperwork, and then pressed Liu Ziguang on the bed and handcuffed him, picked it up and left, there was a gust of wind coming and going, and before the two special police officers could fully react, the ward was empty.

Two minutes later, another police car came, and several capable men walked into the ward, and when they saw the empty hospital bed, they asked, "Where is Liu Ziguang?" ”

"The report, it was taken away by the people of the criminal university, and they have the signature of Director Ma." The little special police officer saluted and replied, he knew the person who came, it was Deputy Director Song of the Municipal Bureau.

"Play the piano indiscriminately." Deputy Director Song frowned, not knowing whether he was talking about the people who were sentenced to punishment, or criticizing the two little special policemen.

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Liu Ziguang was handcuffed again, and the gear of the handcuffs was stuck very deadly, which made him extremely uncomfortable, and the scene in the pre-trial room of the sub-bureau a few days ago came to mind, and the humiliation and anger made a fire burn in his chest.

Sitting in the back seat of Santana, two sturdy criminal policemen sandwiched him from left to right, both expressionless, the police car sounded the siren, shuttled in the traffic, and came to the city bureau without much effort, drove straight into the underground parking lot, and the two criminal policemen escorted him to the elevator, all the way to the interrogation room.

This is a windowless room, white walls, cement floor, in the center of the room is placed an irregularly shaped table, Liu Ziguang of course does not know this kind of soil, this kind of table is still learned from the Hong Kong police, irregular shape can increase the psychological pressure of criminals, so as to quickly confess.

The room was very dark, only the lamp on the table was shining, Liu Ziguang was pushed to an iron chair, the three policemen lit a cigarette first, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then one of the policemen snuffed out the cigarette butt, came over and turned on the lamp, turned the brightness of the 100-watt bulb to the maximum, and pointed it directly into Liu Ziguang's eyes, illuminating his eyes.

"Tell me, where did you get your gun?" A deafening voice rang in my ears.

"I stole it from the robbers." Liu Ziguang leaned back and said unhurriedly.

"! You're a robber! When we die and kill people, do you think we don't know! Tell you, we have already grasped your situation, and now we will give you one last chance to confess and be lenient! Resist strictly! The roar was accompanied by the sound of a slap slamming the table.

"Confess leniently, sit in prison, resist strictly, go home for the New Year, you are a fool to me, if you really grasped the situation, you would have let me go a long time ago, why do you still use it to cheat me here." Liu Ziguang shook his head, quoted scriptures, and made several public security comrades angry, eager to immediately pick up the rubber stick on the wall and beat Liu Ziguang severely.

But they can't, this case has a great impact, and Liu Ziguang doesn't have any handle in their hands at all, so he can't use police weapons, and he can't even use those shady tricks that cause people to be hurt, so he can only use conventional means.

What's more, Liu Ziguang was not arrested at all at this time, strictly speaking, he was only detained for interrogation, and he could only be detained for 48 hours at most, and if he couldn't ask anything useful during this period, he had to be released.

As a last resort, the police took out a killer weapon and showed a photo of the tattoo on Liu Ziguang's chest, which is not accurate to say that it is a tattoo, because this shape is simple, lined with a five-pointed star, and the pattern of a sickle and axe on the outside is clearly imprinted with a soldering iron.

"This is the mark on your body, according to our investigation, this is the emblem of the Russian Ryazan paratrooper school, saying, where did you go and what did you do during the eight years you have been missing!" An older policeman asked majestically.

Liu Ziguang laughed, God knows how they recognized this ironworks logo as the emblem of the Ryazan paratrooper school, but it didn't matter, let them misunderstand.

"You all know what I'm going to do? Even if what I've done before, what does it have to do with you, you don't seem to be Interpol, right? Liu Ziguang scoffed.

As he spoke, he threw the handcuffs behind him on the table, and with a bang, several policemen were startled, and the eyes that looked at Liu Ziguang were no longer right.

The person who can break free of the steel handcuffs and calm down under the high-power bulb in the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau is by no means an ordinary person.

Several people exchanged their heads and confirmed that the guy in front of them was not an idle person, and the results they came to Baidu on the Internet were correct, that emblem was indeed the badge of the Ryazan Paratrooper School, and Liu Ziguang was completely blank in the eight years since he disappeared, and his shooting skills were so exquisite, and his psychological quality was so good, so from the analysis point of view, Liu Ziguang was an international mercenary for several years, and it is very likely that he had fought in Chechnya, Kosovo, South America and other places, and belonged to the kind of fierce man who had really seen blood.

The feet of a few policemen trembled a little, as a small criminal police officer in a prefecture-level city, how could they come into contact with such a domineering role, this kid really wants to refuse to admit guilt with one heart, their criminal investigation methods are useless at all, even if they let them torture to extract confessions, it is estimated that it is just scratching the itch for others.

It's just that he failed to live up to Director Ma's expectations, and couldn't turn this case into an iron case in a short period of time, and several of the criminal policemen present were all people cultivated by Director Ma, knowing the grievances and grievances between the Ma Bureau and Secretary Hu, as well as Deputy Director Song, the reason why Liu Ziguang was interrogated before Deputy Director Song was to find out his bottom line and confirm that he was the real accomplice of the robbers, and Li Quanquan was an innocent person who was killed by mistake, so that Secretary Hu and Deputy Bureau Song, who hosted the case, would be affected, and their opponents, Director Ma, would benefit from it.

But now it seems that this hope is dashed, and the time is quite limited, in fact, they don't even have forty-eight hours, as long as Deputy Director Song knows the situation, he will immediately come over to ask for someone.

Liu Ziguang moved his wrist, touched a cigarette from the table and lit it for himself, and said arrogantly: "I'll leave first if there's nothing to do." ”

The policemen stood up angrily and stood in front of him and angrily reprimanded: "Don't leave until the matter is explained clearly!" ”

Liu Ziguang stared at these little policemen, moved his joints, and made a snapping sound, although he knew that this was the inside of the city bureau, these police officers still felt creepy, cold sweat, heroes don't eat the losses in front of them, this kid is a murderous person, he really wants to make a move, and they can't deal with it.

In the midst of the tense moment, the door of the interrogation room opened, a ray of sunlight shone in, and several tall figures appeared in the doorway.

Deputy Director Song strode in and understood the scene in the room, but he didn't say anything, just held Liu Ziguang's hand tightly and shook it violently.

"Comrade Xiao Liu, on behalf of the public security organs, on behalf of the victims and their families, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and sincere condolences to you!"

Several reporters from behind followed closely, raised their cameras and snapped at each other, taking pictures of Deputy Director Song and Liu Ziguang shaking hands.

Deputy Director Song suddenly found that Liu Ziguang's upper body was naked, so he took off his windbreaker and draped it on him, and enthusiastically introduced to the reporters: "Don't shoot me, pat more of our heroes who are brave and brave." ”

The flash lights were flashing, Liu Ziguang smiled brightly, and several policemen behind him also laughed, smiling quite reluctantly.

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There is something today, only one watch, sorry

February 5th