Chapter 825

"Xiao Lin, go there and have a look!"

Police are searching the empty building. Lin Qiupu, with a flashlight and pistol, is carefully searching a row of rooms on the west side of the fourth floor.

He kicked open a door, and there was a panoramic view of the house. When he came out, suddenly a belt caught his forward hand, and a man was lying in ambush outside the door. Lin Qiupu subconsciously pulled the trigger. The gun rang only once, and the man grabbed it.

It was the first time in his career that he shot in real combat. When he missed the gun, his heart thumped.

The man didn't hesitate to hit his head with the butt of his gun. It wasn't a movie. It was unrealistic to knock him unconscious at once. Lin Qiupu just lost his mind for a while, then his hands were covered by the man's belt, pulled back, his wrists and neck were fixed together, and the flashlight fell to the ground. The light rolled on the ground, and finally fell down the stairs.

Lin Qiupu can't move. He is very sad. The man behind him has a familiar smell. Lin Qiupu shivers his lips and says, "master, is that you?"

There was only silence to answer him.

Colleagues heard the gunshots and rushed to this floor. When they saw Lin Qiupu and a "masked" gangster, they were extremely surprised. They raised their guns one after another, and Lao Zhang, the leader of the team, shouted: "hijack the police, do you know the consequences? Put the gun down

The gangster even shot without saying a word. He shot accurately. All three shots were shot on the ground in front of the police's feet. Looking at the three smoking bullet holes, many police were scared to sweat.

"Song Lang, is that you?" Lao Zhang asked.

The other side put the gun and beckoned them to step back. When the police hesitated, Lin Qiupu said with awe: "leave me alone and shoot!"

"How could they ignore you!" When the gangster spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse and deep. "When you are shot, you become a martyr. The shooter has to go to jail. What kind of police are you? Get out of my way! "

The last sentence is for others.

Everyone had no choice but to let the road out. The gangster held Lin Qiupu's temple with his gun and slowly moved to the other side. Then he went down the stairs. He was careful every step. The others followed, and the gun in his hand was sweating.

When he went downstairs, Lin Qiupu wanted to take a risk. For example, he knocked the gangster down, but the gangster could read his thoughts and said in a low voice, "if you dare to move, I will shoot."

"That's right. You have no hostages." Lin Qiupu sneered.

"Who says I'll shoot you? I'll shoot your colleagues."

This sentence pinched Lin Qiupu's seven inches, and he never dared to have the idea of adventure again.

Lao Zhang deliberately left behind, contacted the people below with a walkie talkie to guard the entrance, and contacted the special police team to come to support him. The hijacking often lasted for several hours. Even if the special police arrived, he had only one word - drag, drag to the moment when the gangster showed his flaws, and take it at one stroke.

When they came all the way to the second floor, the gangster suddenly fired several shots at the ceiling, then thrust the empty pistol into Lin Qiupu's hand, pushed him forward, and jumped out of the windowpane he had never installed.

Nobody expected that the gangsters would adopt this strategy. The police were stunned by the gunshots. When they reacted, the gangsters had already jumped out.

Lao Zhang rushed to see that the gangster landed on a car. He jumped to the ground, got up and ran all the way.

"Chase!"

After they went downstairs, the gangster had disappeared in the surrounding dense lane. The police returned without success, feeling frustrated and powerless. A doubt lingered among all the people, "is he song Lang or not?"

"Does song Lang have such a good skill?"

"Of course, song Lang has such a good skill. Although he is usually a brain school, in fact, his physical strength, fighting and shooting are very excellent, but usually he doesn't show it." Lao Zhang said.

Lin Qiupu leaned behind the police car and said nothing. Lao Zhang thought he was scared. He went over to hand over a cigarette and said, "you are lucky. If he robbed this gun, you would be in great trouble."

"Officer Zhang, didn't the policeman say plainly that he saw song Lang, but how did the policeman see him wrapped like this?"

"Oh, you're right. The person didn't leave a contact information. It's a bit suspicious."

"Let's search again. Is there anyone else in the building?"

This search really found another person, a little sister with messy hair and tattoo on her hand. She took her back to the Bureau. She said she had no place to go in the evening. She spent the night here. I heard the gunshot just now. I don't know what happened.

After many times of questioning, she always said the same thing, and refused to admit that she knew the gangster, so she had to let it go.

It was two o'clock in the morning when she left the Public Security Bureau. Kauwei lamented that the night was very long. She couldn't wait to get home. The alley was very quiet. The old man in the alley didn't know who had let him go. Kauwei guessed that it was the bandage man.

When she entered the house, the bandage man was gone. Kauwei was disappointed. She searched inside and outside. She suddenly remembered that she climbed out of the attic window and saw the bandage man squatting on the roof like a stone ghost.

"Are you Batman?" Kauwei joked.

"I don't know how to say goodbye to you, prepare to leave quietly, or you found out."

"You just hijacked the police?"

"If I don't do that, I can't escape. It's really breathtaking!" He smiled bitterly.

"There's a little left in that bottle of wine, please finish with me!"

The bandaged man had to go downstairs and drink with kauwei. He was alone, widowed and accompanied by alcohol. It seemed that something would happen. But song Lang knew that compared with the physical attraction, the two people were more in common psychologically. They had similar pain and potential to be friends.

"Is it fun to be a policeman?" Kauai asked, her cheeks glowing with alcohol.

"Being a policeman is my favorite thing in my life."

"I envy you so much. All my love in my life depends on a man who will not come back."

"Don't be sad. Drinking should have been a happy thing. We both cry every time we drink It's almost time to start a new life, you and I, Wang Xi has left you a lot of money, right

Kauwei put the bank card on the table. "I looked at it on the way back. It's more than 600000 yuan, a lot of money. Do you want to buy a house or a car? Or do some small business. " Kau Wei is happy to think that she can spend a lot of money.

Song Lang took it in his hand and looked over and over again. "First he paid off the debt, and then he learned a skill."

"Ah? I hate school the most. "

"If you don't work hard for the life you want, you have to deal with the life you don't want. Learn something while you are young!"

Kauwei left her mouth and said, "what about you? The police can't be the police, can they?"? I seem to understand what happened to your face. Did you have plastic surgery? Will I recognize you when we meet again? "

Song Lang picked up the glass, this is the last point, he said: "I will say hello to you, do not recognize it, that is your own business."