On Xuanyang Road in Nanzhen, half an hour after the chaos, from the already messy clothing store to the BMW E66, the police had already used a yellow and white warning line to widen the isolation range by a few meters.

Looking at the separation line again, there are seven or eight auxiliary police officers standing in a row next to the separation line on both sides to prevent the masses from breaking in. And that BMW E66 has been forcibly separated from its dear wall by the trailer, and of course, there is a "little three" sandwiched in the middle. The vertebrae were broken and dislocated, seven ribs were comminuted, the pelvis was comminuted, the tibia of the two thighs were broken to varying degrees, and the internal organs were also broken because of continuous and strong squeezing and impact.

Four or five police officers and two forensic doctors are performing their professional functions on the scene and the body, respectively, and are methodically conducting the scene investigation and evidence collection/examination.

"Team Wu, look." At this time, a police officer carrying two bars on his shoulder handed an irregular long black object in a transparent plastic bag to another middle-aged policeman, "This was found on the steering wheel of the car, and it is also found in the engine, accelerator, gear handlebar and other places that can make the car start." ”

The middle-aged policeman took the bag in the policeman's hand, frowned and looked at the contents inside, and said while looking at it: "The nearby surveillance cameras will be called up as soon as possible, and after the owner of this car and witnesses are found, they will be directly taken to the bureau to record a statement." ”

"Yes."

"Wait, give me the car keys."

The middle-aged policeman looked at the object in his hand, and really couldn't think of anything similar to it in appearance, so he could only take the car key from the policeman's hand, drive back to the police station first, and after sending the object to the identification department, the middle-aged policeman returned to his office.

The door hangs on a sign above the door frame, which is very strange, and an irregular triangle is missing in the upper right corner of the sign, but you can still see a few words written on it relatively completely - "Criminal Investigation Division"!

"The forces on Xicheng Road have been getting more and more rampant recently...... "Team Wu opened a locked drawer on the bottom right side of the desk, and there was only a notebook with a thickness of two and a half fingers in it, and took it out and put it on the table in front of him.

"Xuanyang Road, it seems to be...... The territory of the old dog in Qianjin Lane. ”

In Nanzhen, Qianjin Lane is not only the name of a force, it is also the name of a pedestrian street, ten years ago, the area where Jianghu Pavilion is located was the Qianjin Lane Pedestrian Street that was famous in all corners of Nanzhen at that time, the former Pinjin Cave, and now the happy place. Literally, it's easy to think of things that make you happy, and of course that requires those who want to be happy to have a pretty solid pocket.

As for now, Qianjin Lane has long been abandoned by history to its stinky ditch, no one will mention it, and only a few people will still have some attention and understanding about it, and the Wu team of the Criminal Division is obviously one of these small number of people.

"If it involves Qianjin Lane, this is a lot of trouble." Team Wu rubbed his frowning brow with one hand, and a figure kept coming to mind, a young man who kicked Qianjin Lane from a high place with one kick, "I hope it's not like this......

"Team Wu, the scene of the car accident on Xuanyang Road, request for support!" Just as Team Wu kept trying to soothe his frowning brows, the security door that he had closed was suddenly opened, followed by a hurried and panicked voice.

"Apply for a gun permit as soon as possible, and you also have the right to order a temporary shooting permit!" Team Wu stood up from the chair violently, hurriedly put on a large-brimmed hat and a gun, and gave an order as he walked out of the door.

"Yes!"

I hope it doesn't involve Qianjin Lane and the Zhennan Gang......

The middle-aged policeman's frowning brows looked like he had a headache, but there was a slight tiredness in his eyes.

On the other side, a black samp was crawling slowly like a turtle for a while, and then stopped driving on a bumpy road. It's not that the driver is careful, but because the person who is sitting in the driver's seat has his driver's license stolen at all!

"Fuck!"

No. 528 kicked the clutch hard to vent his frustration and anger, and of course, the result of this was that the black Samp swooped forward a few meters and then came to an abrupt stop.

"Uncle, do you know how to drive?" Zhang Miao, who was a little drowsy in the passenger seat, rushed forward because of inertia, and was dragged back by the safety belt, and finally couldn't bear to ask.

"Will you drive?"

"I don't know the way."

"Then what the hell are you talking about!"

This kind of bickering scene has appeared no less than ten times in the few hours since it came out of Nanzhen. If there is an unfamiliar person present, you will inevitably think that this is a father and son who are fighting a cold war because of academic performance/going out/pocket money.

Fortunately, because of the opening of the provincial road, there are very few foreign vehicles on this old road, except for those who live in the small villages established along this old road. So, basically, the neighbors can recognize each other which car is driving which house.

As No. 528 used his clumsy skills to drive the samp down the winding mountain road, the women who happened to be working on the side of the road looked up and watched with puzzled eyes as the black samp drove off and disappeared behind a bend obscured by the mountain.

Three days later, No. 528 and Zhang Miao looked at Samp in front of him who had crashed into a tree, causing the front of the car to recess / smoke from the hood / there was a murky unknown liquid dripping.

“…… It's good that now we can have a camping ...... I'll go! Just as No. 528 wanted to mediate this awkward atmosphere, he suddenly felt a chill instantly appear in his left side of his waist, and then a scorching air flow flashed through his waist!

But Zhang Miao on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore, the emotions in his heart exploded, and he raised his right foot and kicked towards the waist of number 528.

Subconsciously, No. 528 turned his upper body to the left, the fingers of his right hand were bent into tiger claws, his palms were tight, and with the thick palm roots, he hit Zhang Miao's flying right leg hard, and then, No. 528's right hand turned into a fist, and his elbow obviously shook in an arc at the waist, and he actually hit Zhang Miao's throat with an incredible angle/speed/way.

And Zhang Miao first felt that his right leg was smashed open by a brick, and at that moment, Zhang Miao's subconscious even had a trace of the idea of accepting the pain, but the elbow number 528 did not give him time, Zhang Miao felt that the lymph between his chin and neck was violently hit, and even his tongue was almost bitten. One thing that needs to be explained here is that after a person is hit hard in a certain position, the nearby organs of the hit position will be affected by a chain reaction, so there will be different degrees of damage after being hit in some positions.

Therefore, Zhang Miao, who was numbered 528, first tilted his head back, closed his mouth like an old man with asthma and breathlessness, and finally fell to the ground and covered his throat, while dripping saliva mixed with blood, while breathing extremely hard. For a while, this originally calm mountain road, which was only full of insects and birds, looked extremely strange because of the sudden sound of hard breathing!

You can make up for yourself walking alone in the quiet alley in the middle of the night, and suddenly you hear a clear and audible heavy breathing on the road behind you, which was originally empty, gradually approaching.

No. 528 walked to Zhang Miao, who was curled up on the ground, and he was not afraid that Zhang Miao would suddenly burst out, after all, no one would be able to complete the necessary breathing phase before exerting force when it was difficult to breathe, otherwise, the attack, speed and strength would be greatly affected. No. 528 first patted Zhang Miao's face, and even sighed, and finally slapped it twice vigorously: "Stinky boy......"

“…… I can see that you seem to have a bit of an abnormal brain, otherwise a normal teenager would not be the same as you even if he is rebellious or autistic, and the contrast in behavior would be so big. ”

"Ho...... Hoohoo...... Ho...... Ho ......"

Zhang Miao clutched his throat and fell on the gravelly and slightly muddy road with the sound of asthma patients breathing violently, at this time, he was uncomfortable and couldn't pay attention to what No. 528 said.

"To be honest, I'm personally curious, why did the above give me such a task? Targeting/intelligence gathering and undercover missions are generally carried out by the Secret Service Team, so there is no need for the Killer to come into contact with such a mission. Number 528 didn't care if Zhang Miao could respond verbally, but just said to himself: "The killer's mission will only be related to bright red blood, so coupled with this so-called escort mission, I have a bit of self-righteous guess......"

As he spoke, No. 528 looked at Zhang Miao's eyes with a little chill and a little excitement, like a hungry lion looking at an antelope that had just died under its claws, No. 528 laughed: "Boy, you are dead!" ”

Although the words of number 528 are very confusing, it is easy to understand if you use other examples to illustrate. For example, if a person eats a tea egg to fill his stomach because his stomach is empty, but then he drinks a bottle of ice Coke that can make people quite comfortable, then something will happen that makes the person quite embarrassed! After all, the mixing of tea eggs and iced cola will produce a gas, and it will definitely not be as simple as making the stomach feel full.

Although this example is not appropriate or even tasteful, it is enough to show that the cattiness behind this task is extremely scary. Although No. 528 realized that Zhang Miao's fate might be a little tragic, but after thinking about it, he only felt that there were too many routes for the current task, so he simply found an excuse of "it's none of my business to complete the task" to comfort himself not to think about it, but to think about how to determine his position, so as to contact the nearest bunker to him, at least to do a transfer of the task goal in his hand, I don't know why, in the past few days, No. 528 has a feeling that a big event is coming.

As a killer, you only need to carry long-range guns, close-range guns, and weapons such as daggers when you go out on a mission, but you will definitely encounter some characters who are in-depth and simple, so in order to prevent this situation, most of the time the killer will prepare in advance or improvise some required items. Of course, in a situation like the current one, where it is necessary to determine the location and not be discovered by others, and in such a barren mountain range, there is no condition for temporary production. So No. 528 stood in front of Samp's trunk and hesitated for a moment, then opened the lid of the trunk and took out a silver-white case from a black travel bag inside.

The silver-white box looks exactly like the one used by the spy to contact the headquarters in an old movie, but the electronic devices in it are used for communication, which is to locate one's location and find the nearest bunker to oneself.

"I've been running the mountain road for three days, why are I still here?" No. 528 looked at the green light on the screen and a bright spot on the latitude and longitude lines that kept flickering, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and then pressed on the keys on one of the keyboards below with his very handsome one-finger zen, and after about ten minutes, the longitude and latitude chart on the screen may be because the operation of No. 528 is really no different from the diamond that has been in the dung pit for decades, it is simply smelly and hard. I don't know what software icon the number 528 opened, the image on the screen suddenly flashed a few times like a short circuit, and in the end, it was a black screen!