There were six people running out, wearing hospital gowns, surgical caps and masks, it was difficult to distinguish from the figure, the policemen who had been staring at them almost couldn't help but pull the trigger, and the body of the gun stimulated everyone's nerves, fortunately, they always remembered that they were policemen, and no one shot.

"Among the six people, is there Liu Wei'an?" Although no one spoke up, Yan Deming was sure that everyone had raised this question in their hearts.

"The inner circle does not move, and the outer circle arrests the people who run out, and it must be ensured that none of them are missed." Yan Deming said coldly, his voice contained murderous aura.

Bang!

Another police car was shot and exploded, and the flames soared, and the policeman hiding behind him fell to the ground screaming, covered in flames.

"It's that kind of bullet, bastard." The captain of the brigade, which was separated by a parking space, heard the model of the bullet from the sound of breaking the air, which was the same as shooting Director Zhang Tianci, and only this kind of bullet could penetrate the police car and shoot the fuel tank on the other side.

Bang, bang, bang......

The sound of the gunfire carries a certain rhythm, not in a hurry or slowly, the accuracy is numb, and for every shot, a policeman must be killed, basically a single hit, and there is no chance to even scream. The police car lost its role as a cover, and in Liu Wei'an's eyes, it was exactly the same as transparent.

When the killing machine struck, Yan Deming turned his head suddenly, the glass of the police car exploded, and a bullet whistled past, almost hitting his head, and the strong wind that the bullet swept by, blowing his cheeks hurt, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

"Director, fight back!"

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 people were hung, some policemen couldn't stand it anymore, the bullets were specially escorted for those who rushed out, any policeman who wanted to get close to the hostages was shot mercilessly, the range of the sniper rifle was within two thousand meters, and the police on the periphery were almost three hundred meters away from the clinic, which was in the best sniper range. After hanging a dozen people, no one dared to rush up again.

Yan Deming stared at the clinic, Liu Wei'an was more difficult than he imagined, whether the person who shot was Liu Wei'an or not, he couldn't be 100% sure, according to normal logic, the five hostages released were a trick, Liu Wei'an was still in the small clinic, but for some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

There are also seven hostages in the clinic, no, it's eight, and you have to add the policewoman who took the initiative to send it to the door, eight hostages let him throw a mouse bogey, and the hand he raised couldn't fall down, and two police cars exploded, the fire shone into the night, and the terrible scream was like a knife, stabbing the heart of every policeman present.

The defense line was torn apart, and the policemen hiding behind the police car had obvious fear in their eyes, who is not afraid of death? Who wants to do something that is obviously a target?

"Fifty meters back!" Yan Deming gave an order that he was least willing to give.

"Can't be returned!" The captain is in a hurry, and he is still counting on the director to take revenge. But not everyone was as enthusiastic as him, and he couldn't wait for a long time, and as soon as he heard the word back, he rushed to the second layer of defense with his short body.

Almost at the same time that Yan Deming gave the order to retreat, the door of the small clinic opened, and seven hostages rushed out, running in all directions, lifeless.

"Catch them!" The captain was the first to rush up, down the mountain tiger, stepped out of more than ten meters away, and in less than five seconds, he caught up with the nearest hostage, one approached closely, locked the hostage with his silk hand, and wrapped it twice, the hostage instantly lost the ability to resist, and his whole body was soft, and he lost his bones. Pulling out the mouth and hat, it was an old man with gray hair, not Liu Wei'an.

"Be careful—" Yan Deming's voice sounded at this time.

"Tie it up." The captain ignored Yan Deming's order at all, threw the old man away, and rushed to the second person. The second person ran out of the first blockade line, felt a black in front of his eyes, a pain in his neck, and he didn't know anything anymore, and he fainted. The captain turned pale, threw the hostage on the ground, and rushed to the third hostage.

"Hold all the hostages, and not one of them will be spared." Yan Deming yelled, he noticed that after the hostages rushed out of the clinic, there were no more gunshots, it was easy to give people an illusion, Liu Wei'an was mixed in with the hostages, but he faintly felt that things were not so simple.

"The clinic is on fire."

The hostages were divided into two groups, the first batch had disappeared without a trace, and the second group was about to disappear, but the police seemed a little chaotic because of the retreat and the advance, who chased whom, and there was no coordination, some of the hostages were not chased, and some of the hostages were seven or eight people behind them. It was at this time that someone noticed that the clinic was on fire.

"Go and save someone." Yan Deming remembered that there was still the most important person who had not seen it, the policewoman, who had not moved since she entered, and he believed that the policewoman would not be in the hostage who ran out, otherwise she would definitely react. And tying up a policewoman to the clinic and setting it on fire can maximize the attention of the police.

"The fire is too big, call a fire truck." The police rushed to the door of the clinic and immediately retreated, the temperature was too high for them to get close.

There was a fire truck at the scene, whistling, the high-pressure ** water gun sprayed at the flame, the water column hit the glass, and the glass was broken in an instant, but the fire in the clinic was shining, and it was not extinguished, the flame was very tenacious, and it took five or six minutes to weaken, and the smoke and water vapor were steaming, filling the entire clinic, and the firefighters and police did not hesitate, and rushed in almost at the same time.

"Woo-" a faint moan rang out.

The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, the clinic was burned to the ground, the police were cautious, and found the policewoman who was covered by a quilt, the quilt was wet with rain, it can be seen that although the policewoman is very embarrassed, but there should be no life safety, the policemen and firefighters are surprised, in this case, although the policewoman is okay?

"Before Liu Wei'an set the fire, he splashed my quilt wet." The policewoman's words solved everyone's doubts.

"In this way, this Liu Wei'an is not so hateful." A firefighter subconsciously said something, and immediately noticed that several policemen were glaring at him, and quickly closed his mouth and hid to the side.

The clinic is not big, divided into two rooms, plus a small storage room, if there is no fire, there is still a place to hide, but when the flame burns, everything is gone, it is clear at a glance, it is impossible to hide people. In addition to the policewoman, there was only a burnt half-charred corpse left, and according to the information provided by the policewoman, this was the hostage who was shot and killed by Liu Wei'an.

"I'm fine, I'm asking to stay."

The policewoman's protest was ineffective and was taken away by ambulance, after all, it was a policewoman, she was so frightened, even if Yan Deming wanted to understand the situation again, he asked her to go to the hospital for a check-up before she could ask, besides, the listener on the policewoman's body has always been, what she knew, he almost knew it, and the charred corpse was also taken away, after all, it was the body of a hostage, and it couldn't be placed at the fire scene like this.

Half an hour later, the twelve hostages who had escaped were captured one by one, took off their clothes, took off their hats, took off their masks, and restored their original identities.

"There is no abnormality at any intersection, the traffic within a radius of one kilometer has been blocked, and there are no idle people waiting to pass by."

"The hostages said that they didn't know if Liu Wei'an escaped together, and they were only allowed to take off the blindfold at the moment before they went out."

"There are no anomalies in the clinic, no dark passages, and no basements."

……

The news came from all directions, and after being systematically classified, it was summarized to Yan Deming, and every news came that made Yan Deming's face ugly. All the places worth checking have been investigated, and no one has been found.

That's the most embarrassing question. The murderer, after shooting more than 20 police officers in a grand manner, fled under their noses, and there were more than 200 police officers nearby, inside and out, and he didn't even catch a single hair of the murderer, even if others didn't talk about him, he himself was already ashamed.

"Find, dig three feet into the ground, and find out people, all intersections, whether in the sky, on the ground or in sewers, if there is any possibility, I will investigate."

Yan Deming's voice without a trace of temperature was transmitted through the walkie-talkie, and at a normal moment, many people would subconsciously resist such an order, but this time, no one had any objections, and all the policemen held their breath in their hearts, and the scene when the more than 20 companions died was still vaguely in front of them.

Yan Deming came to the place where the twelve hostages were held alone, the twelve people were all hostages, victims, and should have been treated preferentially, but because of assisting the murderers, they were ashamed and did not dare to make any requests. After being caught by the police, he was very cooperative and answered all questions.

"Let me ask you, what kind of person do you think the criminal Liu Wei'an is in the more than an hour you have been together?" Yan Deming has no clue now, he can only start from the most primitive place, according to years of experience, the more complex the case, the simpler the final mystery, or not the mystery is simple, but the motive for committing the crime is simple, and among them, the most critical thing is the person who committed the crime, and the talent is the soul of the case.

Through the analysis of the perpetrator and the understanding of his behavior and habits, this seemingly inconsequential thing often plays a key role in solving the case.

"He's ruthless......"

"He's careful ......"

"He's very principled......"

……

The First People's Hospital of Nanlong City, mortuary.

The morgue is a relatively obscure place in the hospital, ordinary people are reluctant to come here, the ambulance sends the charred corpse to the door and is reluctant to go in, the body is Lao Li Tou, who has been guarding the morgue for 16 years, and has never made a mistake, but because of long-term dealing with the corpse, the whole looks yin and yang, and the medical staff are unwilling to deal with him.

Generally speaking, the corpse is to be cleaned and sorted out before being put into the freezer, provided that the family members give money first, and if they don't give money, Lao Li Tou is unwilling to do it. Now the weather is relatively hot, the corpse has been burned and washed by water, and it is very easy to decay, Lao Li Tou doesn't want to get up tomorrow and see a rotting corpse, wasting a freezer, so he doesn't care.

He lifted the white cloth, suddenly stiffened, his face turned pale, and he almost screamed, what did he see? Jiao Corpse opened his eyes, and his black and white eyes looked straight at him......