Bai Nuan dodged the need to go to the hospital for an examination.

The road team did not catch Song Zhengyang.

Because he took hostages.

Despite his anger, the road team still did not forget his duty as a policeman, and he had no way to shoot in the face of the child who was kidnapped by Song Zhengyang.

"Heh......" Song Zhengyang hooked the corners of his lips, with mockery in his eyes, and pointed the gun at the child's temple, "Don't you dare?" ”

"When that little girl died, she was really beautiful...... Song Zhengyang laughed under his breath, raising his hand and pinching the child's chin.

"Woo-woo-" The child's cry was loud, very loud.

Lu Noming grabbed the gun in his hand, and the trigger was about to be pulled.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to die with Song Zhengyang now.

But he couldn't.

Because Song Zhengyang has a hostage in his hands, and he ...... It's the police.

"Let him go, I'll let you go......"

Sometimes, some things are forced to do so.

……

The end result was unsatisfactory.

The road team was silent and carried Yuan Mengmeng's body back.

Her mother rushed over overnight, beat the road team, and finally cried bitterly.

The road team has taken it......

When the police have a very bad place, they will be sacrificed.

Especially a police officer like him, who is in charge of important criminal cases......

If I had to do it again, would I still be a police officer?

I don't know, but if I had you by my side, maybe I'd back down.

Song Yiyi, on the other side, has been stabilized after surgery, but due to excessive blood loss, the body's self-defense mechanism is turned on, and now she is in a deep sleep.

Tang Yimian had been guarding for two days, his eyes were red for two days, his eyes were bloodshot, and he refused to go anywhere, so he guarded her.

Someone came to persuade her, and she was like she had been pricked by a needle, and she went toe-to-toe with the man.

In the end, no one had anything but to close herself off.

Afternoon.

Mother Tang came over.

Hold the fruit.

"Mianmian, are you alright?" Tang's mother is a gentle woman, and when she sees her like this, her heart is distressed.

In the end, it was the meat that fell from her body, where did Tang Mu see this.

"Not good." Tang Yimian's eyes were a little empty, he reached out and held Song Yiyi's hand on the bed, looking at her haggard and pale appearance, his heart hurt.

"Mom, do you know how many knife cuts there are on Yiyi's body?" Tang Yimian turned his head and looked at Tang's mother, with a rare coldness in his eyes.

"Eleven knives."

"To buy food for my father......"

"Mom, do you know how much it hurts?" Tang Yimian grabbed Tang's mother's hand, Tang's mother trembled in fright, and stammered to explain: "That, then we didn't know it would be like this......"

"Don't know?" Tang Yimian laughed as if he had heard some joke, tears came out of his laughter, and his throat was hoarse, "It's so late, you don't know......"

If it weren't for her father, now she and Yiyi would be lying at home, holding hands and watching a movie together, instead of being like now, the two of them are scarred, and one of them is so injured that he can't wake up.

"Mom......"

"You told me before to be bold." Tang Yimian had tears in her eyes, a layer of mist filled her eyes, and her shoulders were trembling, "But why don't you lead by example?" ”

They will only shirk their responsibilities again and again.

A family that is harmonious and happy on the outside, but rotten and smells bad on the inside.

This is the real family.