Chapter 8 Assumptions
Yang Junsheng opened his eyes, he was still lying in the ambulance of the hospital, the white light shone on the pupils, dazzling and warm, "Ding Tian!" Brother Yang woke up. Following the sound, he turned his head, and it was Chen Xiaohan's face, and on the side, Ding Tian had just fallen asleep, but because of this sound, his eyes were wide open, and tears were rolling in his eyes.
made Yang Junsheng feel a chill, "Brother Yang! I almost thought you were dead! I'm always worried! The corners of Yang Junsheng's mouth twitched, "Xie, thank you, but you are a big man who is worried about me, it is really difficult for me to accept!" "This strong man looks at you with tears in his eyes, who can withstand this! Yang Junsheng had goosebumps all over his body, and he stood up all of a sudden.
"How's it going?" Yang Junsheng wanted to know what the final result would be, Ding Tian sat on the side, his hands crossed, "The suspect died, the police officer died, a total of 7 people were slightly and seriously injured, 0 civilians died, and 1 person was seriously injured, it's you." "The above is the casualty situation.
"According to the investigation, the suspect's name is Wang Anming, 35 years old this year, married, childless, spouse's name: Li Ailin, 33 years old, suffering from a serious, rare genetic disease, not contagious, the probability of disease is 1 in 10 million, the current medical community has no mature treatment plan, no relevant specific drugs, can only find a way to prolong her life, these two months is the deadline."
"It's also a poor and pathetic person, I don't know how such a person can suddenly kill someone." Chen Xiaohan sighed, frowned, thinking about the reason behind it, she had first-hand information about this case today, but she was a little hesitant whether to report it.
Because, once reported, the impact is not only very bad, but also has a great chance of causing a national media uproar, and the impact on the relatives of the various information searches of the parties is also very great, and it is not excluded that Li Ailin's knowledge of her husband's death, the rapid deterioration of her condition, and the possibility of indirect death.
"Alas, Wang Anming is indeed a poor man, otherwise he wouldn't have left his hand, this may be his last conscience, otherwise how many police officers will be left?" Yang Junsheng said silently in his heart, he didn't say these words, he was afraid that Ding Tian would question the protection of the public security system, Wang Anming's biological functions had already surpassed the scope of normal human beings by several times.
A complete superman, but he can't fly, and he doesn't wear red pants, it's more like a super human, all-round strengthening, running fast, jumping high, great strength, holding an iron pick in his hand, and being able to throw arrows with penetration and speed, such a person can be slaughtered one-sidedly in street fighting.
Legend has it that martial arts practice to the extreme, flying flowers and picking leaves, can kill, the strength reaches a certain level, isn't it the same, Wang Anming throws an iron stick, comparable to an arrow, a punch down, the mountain cracks the stone is too fake, killing a person is as simple as killing a chicken, the bullet hits the non-lethal part and is not injured, jumping around.
is not afraid of pain, and will not hesitate, it is completely the same existence as a biological weapon, "Why would such a person be killed by two bullets?" The previous bullet was aimed at the skull, and it was also deflected by him, and the next two consecutive bullets, as long as they are operated properly and used at the right angle, it is not too much of a problem to dodge again! The more he thought about it, the more scared he felt.
Thinking about it carefully, the wordless fear spreads and spreads to the bottom of everyone's heart.
Something he missed! Yang Junsheng's heart was a little flustered, his heart rate rose, his breathing was short, his blood oxygen uptake increased, his body began to twitch slightly, the amplitude of electrocardiogram fluctuations increased, and the wound that had been urgently sutured began to ooze blood outward, staining the snow-white sheets red, "Doctor! Quick, sedative! Ding Tian and Chen Xiaohan looked at each other, and they didn't know much about the situation.
What happened to Yang Junsheng, suddenly the whole person was panicked, Wang Anming's brain was pierced, the body was packed in a black body bag, and the morgue was parked in the next ambulance, eight armed policemen were dressed in body armor and holding Type 95 domestic assault rifles, guarding the safety of the corpse, this corpse must be dissected, which will definitely promote the development of biotechnology.
The Ma Bureau sat in the police car, guarding Zhang Ming's corpse, his eyes were empty, speechless for a long time, full of bitterness and sorrow.
People can't be resurrected after death, and the superhuman Wang Anming has a peanut in his head, just like a dead man, waiting for the final fate of the autopsy in the body bag.
The doctor on the car injected a small tube of sedative into Yang Junsheng, Yang Junsheng slowly regained his composure, his consciousness sank, and he fell into a short sleep, his eyes moved rapidly, and he could observe it through his eyelids, "Ding Tian, you see Brother Yang dreaming." Chen Xiaohan thought it was very interesting, and his eyes were sharp and he kept watching.
Ding Tian looked at her from time to time, looked down at the metal carriage, and then looked up at the night scene outside the car, the lights were brilliant and prosperous, under the prosperity, it was all bloody and dirty, it was the existence of the police that made most of the people live in the sunshine zone, and they blocked all dangers and disasters for the people.
Yang Junsheng opened his eyes, and he suddenly returned to the park at dusk, "Knock, knock, knock." The bell was still ringing in the wind, and the pedestrians were still hurrying, and there were not many people entering the park to stop and rest, and he sat down again in the place where he had sat in his dream, and there was no one in the park except the pigeons.
Within a few minutes, Yang Junsheng saw Wang Anming appear, and suddenly disappeared, and saw a man in a top hat, walking by the park with a gentleman's cane, smiling at him and a person who was also in the park, and all the people in the park suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly.
"I quietly walked in, and quietly left, the short process of life, is the most gorgeous splendor of life, I leave with the living, return with the dead, the gradual dissipation of the dead, is the most tragic dust after death." The man in black who was in the same park as Yang Junsheng finished reading this passage and nodded slightly to Yang Junsheng.
The mouth opened slightly, the mouth moved slightly, and some words were spoken, "Good evening, sir, we will definitely meet again." Yang Junsheng opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and lay on the hospital bed in the ambulance, the vehicle was driving very smoothly, not bumpy at all, "Brother Yang, you woke up again." "The sound in the ears is crisp and nice.
It was Chen Xiaohan's voice, Ding Tian sat aside, looking at the mobile phone screen with his eyes a little blank, "The first time you face a dead person, it can also be regarded as killing someone with your own hands, it's normal to have your reaction, don't be in a daze." Yang Junsheng's words of persuasion didn't seem to have much effect, Ding Tian got up slowly, didn't say anything, and silently held up the mobile phone screen to Yang Junsheng.
"Brother Yang, you see, the bullet hole in your eyebrow bone was caused by your first bullet being dodged by Wang Anming in time." Ding Tian secretly rejoiced, but fortunately, the director had the foresight to let him take some photos so that he could submit the report to the above.
"Well, you're right, you go ahead." Yang Junsheng himself is also observing the photos, and he does not want to prove that his hypothesis is true, and if it does, then they are now in a huge puzzle.
"Wang Anming died from a shot in the center of the eyebrows, and it can be clearly found that your double bullets hit the skull, but is this hole a little big, I don't think it looks like a 9mm universal pistol bullet." Yang Junsheng's eyes shrunk, and he was overly nervous when he discovered this just now.
The photos of Wang Anming's body prove that he died from the shot shot in the center of the eyebrows, but the damage area of the killer shot in the center of the eyebrows is obviously greater than that of the 9mm caliber bullet, reaching 21mm, which is obviously not the limit of destruction that can be achieved by a pistol, and Yang Junsheng now feels that the air temperature around him has dropped.
This only means one thing, someone shot and killed Wang Anming, and the timing of the shot coincided with the timing of Chen Junsheng's double shots, what kind of strength is this, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to shoot at the same moment when Yang Junsheng's finger pulls the trigger, it is conceivable that the person who started must not know one, and the configuration should be a sniper and an observer.
After Yang Junsheng said his speculation, Ding Tian also realized the seriousness.
"I immediately informed the Ma Bureau and told him that Wang Anming was not killed by you, Brother Yang, and that other forces were stirring up and killing him." Ding Tian took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, found the name of the horse bureau, pressed the dial button, and after a few seconds, the phone was connected, and he didn't wait for the other side to say "Hey!" Ding Tian took the lead.
"Ma Bureau, Wang Anming was not killed by Yang Junsheng! Repeat! Wang Anming is not Yang Jun'....... ”