Ninth Special District

In the urban area of ​​Fengbei, on an unnamed road about five kilometers away from the training ground, several cars were stuck and seven or eight people were digging around a small tree.

A shovel of mud was lifted on both sides of the deep pit, and everyone continued to dig hard for a while, before the frozen hard green army coat was exposed.

Everyone was stunned. One of the strong men jumped into the pit, reached out and lifted the clothes, and immediately frowned, holding back the tumbling feeling in his stomach, and turned his head and said, "Bring it out, tell Mr. Xing ... I found it. "

Two minutes later, the corpse wrapped in the general's coat was lifted out and placed beside the pit.

On the roadside, the car door flicked open, and Xing Fatzi led his second son to walk over, pointing at the corpse on the ground with a pale complexion and said, "I ... I look at my face."

The strong man stooped down again and opened his army coat.

A purple-green and frozen sunken cheek appeared in front of everyone, covered with blood and ice, and the internal organs of the abdomen ran out. In addition, the outdoor temperature was cold. , Looks terrible.

Xing Fatty Rao passed heavy winds and waves, but his legs were soft and his body was shaking at the moment.

The second son immediately stepped forward to support his father. His face was changing, and he cried out in grief and cry: "Zihao! Why don't you listen to your father ...!"

Fat Man Xing couldn't cry at the moment, and couldn't speak for a while, only staring at his son in a daze, letting the cold wind blow his hair.

After slowing down for two or three minutes, Fat Xing pushed away the second son, tremblingly covered the body with a military coat, and closed his eyes and said, "First ... don't tell Zihao's mother ...!"

"I'm going to kill the old b-sucker now!" The second child of Xing was glared, and his face with tears would rush to the car.

A few men who had just dug around the body immediately rushed forward to reach out and stopped, and persuaded: "Primary two, you are always scheduled for hearing!"

"Don't be impulsive, people are already in the garrison, and it is legal and reasonable to let him pay his life."

"Listen to me, don't move!"

"...!"

The more the people persuaded the second child Xing to get more active, standing on the side of the road and tearing up with the gang, and finally fell to the ground without a figure, and howled.

Fat Xing stood stunnedly beside the body, clutching his chest and said, "My son died injustice! I don't kill him, I ... I will sentence him to death."

When the words fell, a car stopped by the road, and a young man in a suit walked over quickly, standing on the right side of the body and said: "President Xing, the person who chased them with Zihao was found on the day and was locked in training. The room is down! "

"Did you say that?"

"Speaking, it is indeed the old man who shot the old horse." The young man was very resistant to the body on the ground, his eyes deliberately did not look at that side.

Fat man Xing clenched his fists: "Resident training field? Someone in the army is helping them? Are the people who followed Zihao clear?"

"They don't know." The young man shook his head and responded, "It's hard to buckle the army's head! As long as the old horse bite himself and went into hiding, we don't know who helped him, but in the end it's definitely impossible No. Otherwise they will not lock our people in the basement before leaving. "

"It's definitely not good to die an old horse." Xing Fatzi said gloomy: "Let the garrison unit take the confession first. Doesn't the old horse have a nephew? Focus the case on him!"

"Okay, I'll call the garrison."

The young man echoed, walked to the side, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, but after only a short chat, he walked back with an iron face and said, "Chief General, where did the police station go to the garrison to take the old one? Ma and the one called Guan Qi. "

Fat Man Xing turned his head, staring at the young man with his eyes, and said nothing.

The young man dared to add another sentence: "People in the police station said that the shooting at the nine-zone Memorial Plaza site was related to the old horses. According to the relevant regulations, these two people have to hand them over."

Fat man Xing closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and his forehead raised with blue muscles: "It's the ghost of Songjiang's little chief. He got on a high-level carriage in Fengbei. Play slowly……!"

...

In the hospital in the planned area.

A second-level sheriff with little title, leading eight people, said politely: "We have been chasing these two people for a long time, and I am really embarrassed. I have to lead them today."

"They committed crimes in the area to be planned, and the inspection team is still verifying that they have nothing to do with the internal shipment of military supplies, so people may not be able to deliver them to you temporarily." A sergeant responded expressionlessly.

"This is not easy."

"Yeah, it's not easy."

"Wait, I'll call the police station and let the upper level directly contact the highest inspection department of your district to coordinate and see what happened to the dumping of the material." The second sergeant didn't panic, only reaching out : "I'll go in the car."

The sergeant smirked, and stared at the sergeant for a few seconds, then whispered: "Otherwise, you'll wait for a while, I'll ask the upper class."

"Oh, that's all right, trouble." The second sergeant nodded with a smile.

...

About half an hour.

The old horse was lying on a hospital bed, and his chest, waist, and legs were covered with iron shackles. Then the police station personnel were pushed out of the building and directly inserted into the patrol car.

After a short while, Guan Qi was also taken out by four police officers and got into the second car.

"Trouble." After the second sergeant saluted the sergeant and others, he immediately closed the door and greeted: "Enter Fengbei at the fastest speed!"

On the way along the way, Guan Qi glanced palely at the policeman next to him and asked hoarsely, "Can ... can I get some water to drink?"

The policeman picked up the bottled water, lowered his head and unscrewed the lid, and while feeding Guan Qi, he whispered, "The purpose of your coming to Fengbei is to detect the fake drug case some time ago. When Xing Zihao died, but his death had nothing to do with you, the old horse did it himself. As the case neared the end, you, the old cat, Qin Yu was responsible for protecting the witness Yongdong from Fengbei, and was attacked by unknown persons again ... … And then you were sent to the army. As for where the old cat and Qin Yu went, you do n’t know. ”

Guan Qi nodded after a moment of surprise: "Understood."

"Except what I told you, no matter how others ask you, you don't know." The policeman turned his head to look around and lay in Guan Qi's ear, said: "If you can push on the old horse, just go all the way He pushes on him. I will give you a note before getting off the bus. The specific details of the incident process are on it. Please take a closer look. "

Guan Qi was stunned: "Uncle Ma ...!"

"He's not afraid of fighting something more ~ ​​www.ltnovel.com ~ The officer responded expressionlessly.

...

Inside the Songjiang Superintendent's Office.

Lao Li was sitting in a chair, his right hand tapped on the table, and after a long silence, he suddenly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Li Si."

"You immediately make a case assignment report, a file with details of the counterfeit drug case, and two small case seminar reports." Li Si said without hesitation: "The time is a week ago, and the assignee is old. Cat, Guan Qi, Qin Yu! After finishing, read it yourself three times, and strive for truth. "

"Understood." The other party nodded.

...

In the room and board store in the planned area.

Qin Yu is still being rescued, showing no signs of awakening.