Chapter 230: Hijacking

On the side of the school, Yan Shengli held Xia Zhi's neck tightly with one hand, and a kitchen knife in the other, and the blade of the kitchen knife was close to the major artery in Xia Zhi's neck.

Yan Shengli's eyes were crazy, "Don't come here, whoever dares to come, I will kill her!" As he spoke, the hand holding the kitchen knife pressed slightly harder;

A streak of blood slid down the sharp blade...

The public security hurriedly shouted: "Yan Shengli, don't be impulsive, we just want to find out something about you this time." ”

The pain in her neck made Xia Zhi frown, but she was very quiet, she didn't shout, crying and begging for mercy, she was waiting, she had all kinds of knives in her space, waiting for a suitable opportunity to stab Yan Shengli and escape from his control.

At noon, after eating on the summer solstice, he saw that there was still no movement on the side of the discipline department, so he took the photo and went to the field manager.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the school, he was caught by Yan Shengli who was hiding in the shadows.

The kitchen knife in Yan Shengli's hand was stolen from nowhere, the blade was sharp, tightly clinging to Xia Zhi's skin, as long as he used a little force, he could cut the major artery between Xia Zhi's neck.

The two public security officers and armed policemen both held guns in their hands and aimed them at Yan Shengli.

The words of the public security did not make Yan Shengli quiet, but became even more anxious, "Don't lie to me, if you just want to find me to understand some information, you will send so many people to arrest me?" ”

The two police officers looked at each other, and one of them shouted: "The reason why we dispatched so many people is also because I heard that a prisoner died some time ago, and several prisoners escaped, so I want to ask you again to understand the situation." ”

Hearing the police say this, Yan Shengli's eyes were confused for a moment, and self-doubt arose in his heart: Could it be that his feelings were wrong?

Didn't these people come to arrest him?

Yan Shengli was confident that the public security would not be able to find evidence that he had killed Shen Chunmei and Song Xiaowei in such a short period of time, and his heart was relieved, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, "Comrade public security, I'm sorry, you came to me with a fierce attitude, I thought you were going to arrest me?" I was very nervous, that's why..."

The public security sneered in his heart, but his face pretended to be angry, "Even if you are nervous, you can't take hostages?" ”

"Yes, yes," Yan Shengli apologized in his mouth, but the hand on Xia Zhi's neck did not loosen at all, and the blade of the kitchen knife was still close to Xia Zhi's neck.

The public security pointed at Yan Shengli and said, "Quickly release the hostages and go with us to understand the situation." ”

"Hey, hey," Yan Shengli's mouth was harmonious, but his body was always tense, and he stared at the public security and armed police in front of him suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong!

The Gu family brothers and sisters, Fang Qing and Chen Fei were also staring at Yan Shengli not far away.

Gu Hongxing cried and shouted, "Yan Shengli, you let my little aunt go..."

Gu Xiangyang's eyes were staring at the knife, afraid that Yan Shengli's hand would tremble and kill the little aunt's life.

Fang Qing nervously clenched Chen Fei's hand.

Seeing that Yan Shengli still refused to put down his weapons, the two public security officers gave a look to the armed policemen around them, and asked several armed policemen to put away their guns, and the two of them also pretended to be casual, pinned the guns to their waists, and said to Yan Shengli: "You still don't let the hostages go?" ”

On the way to school, Gu Beicheng saw two children about ten years old playing with slingshots, immediately stopped and said to one of the boys, "Little friend, can you lend your slingshot to your uncle for a while?" ”

The slingshot is the little boy's favorite toy, and the child immediately refused: "No," and then looked Gu Beicheng up and down, pouted and said in disgust: "You go away, I don't want to play with you, my mother said, don't let me play with the prisoner." ”