Let go of the murderer and let me come!

The man got into the car as if holding Ran Zhaofei in his arms. Before Song Haozhe recovered from the shock, he saw Lin Sihang running after him quickly. The next second, Song Haozhe came to his senses and hurriedly stopped a speeding car. Taxi "Get in!"

While staring at the van in front of him, Lin Sihang took a few steps back and jumped into the car, pointing at the van driven by the man in front and yelling at the uncle driver, "Chase! Chase!"

If you want to describe Lin Sihang's eyes now, it probably looks like a knife. He had to scrape off several layers of the white paint of the van in front. The driver uncle took a breath and looked at the two people in surprise. He stepped on the gas and chased after him.

Lin Sihang's heart seemed to be blown by a violent storm, his heart began to turmoil, his whole body felt as if he was being blown by the wind, his whole body was shaking, the nightmare he wanted to forget seemed to have placed a projector in his mind , kept flashing again and again like a slideshow.

To save her, you can't be like yourself.

The van in front was driving fast, the driver uncle dared not to slow down due to the calm and serious atmosphere in the car, Song Haozhe called the police station on the way and asked Yang Yizong to contact the traffic police.

Yang Yizong didn't ask carefully, but from Song Haozhe's tone, he felt that the matter was not very simple. On the phone, he was very considerate and asked if he should call an ambulance. Song Haozhe silently rolled his eyes, tried his best to resist the urge to growl and hung up the phone.

When he came out to investigate Chen Yan, a lot of things happened in a mess. Song Haozhe sighed silently in his heart. Whether it was about what happened ten years ago or the sudden appearance of Ran Zhao, Song Haozhe intuitively told himself that something was going to happen soon. Lin Sihang's eyes He stared straight at the car in front of him with a rare seriousness on his face. The atmosphere inside the car was silent and dull. Just when Song Haozhe thought that Lin Sihang was about to stick his head out of the car, Lin Sihang suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Qian Jun's How's the case?"

"...Ah?" Song Haozhe was stunned, Lin Sihang suddenly changed the subject, Song Haozhe was even ready to tell Lin Sihang, it's okay, we have guns.

Lin Sihang turned his head and continued to stare outside. He didn't know if it was because Ran Zhao thought of Lin Siyang, or because of the tense atmosphere, he suddenly realized that after the police arrested Qian Jun, he didn't care anymore. Pass.

Compared with not caring about it, it is more likely that I have the opportunity to ask this question now.

In his heart, he seemed to have opened a book that had been dusty for a long time. They were all words that he had read but basically forgotten. Lin Sihang closed his eyes. Zhao body.

After Qian Jun was arrested, Ms. Yang and Comrade Lao Lin did not mention a single word about Lin Siyang, but before they left last time, they had to leave a photo of Lin Siyang. Lin Sihang understood that the news of Qian Jun's arrest made Yang Ma'am, they are completely relieved, what they have to do now is to try hard to accept the fact that Lin Siyang is no longer there.

Maybe the next time we go to the cemetery, it will be the three of us together.

Song Haozhe was silent, he didn't understand why Lin Sihang asked such a question suddenly, at this moment, the van in front was stopped by the traffic police at a corner, Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang looked at each other, both of them had some words in their hearts, Lin Sihang paused , lowered his eyes slightly, then turned his head and sat on the seat to look at the situation in front of him.

The man in the driver's seat of the van pulled down the window. It was a thin, dark man with messy hair. Lin Sihang had never seen him before. The man stretched out his head and glanced behind him, and began to be questioned by the traffic police. The car door went down, and Song Haozhe paid the money and followed closely. Just as Lin Sihang walked to the side of the van, the car door was suddenly pulled open, and the man who carried Ran Zhao away pulled Ran Zhao out of the car.

The man and Lin Sihang looked at each other, and suddenly, when everyone didn't expect it, he tightly strangled Ran Zhao's neck with his arms, took out a knife and put it on Ran Zhao's chest, and shouted angrily, "To Lao Tzu!" Back off!"

The instant the incident happened, Lin Sihang froze without even putting one foot on the ground.

Maybe it was because the man used more strength, Ran Zhao's dirty little face was flushed, his hands frantically tried to grab the man's arm, and his feet started kicking wildly.

The traffic policeman on the side was dumbfounded for a few seconds. When he recovered, he took out the walkie-talkie and wanted to call someone over. The man driving the van saw the situation and lost his temper in the car. The traffic policeman stood in front of his car and he wanted to run away. Can't run away.

Song Haozhe walked gently to the traffic policeman, showed his gun and said, "Get someone to evacuate the crowd!"

"Don't get excited!" Lin Sihang organized his words, trying to speak slowly without annoying the man, "Let her go first, and talk about it if you have anything to say!"

"Fart!" The man spat on the ground, his face became grim, and he said viciously, "Follow me all the way!"

Ran Zhao's breathing became short of breath, and some people slowly gathered around, chattering and discussing loudly, the traffic police called over and a few small policemen stood aside and began to evacuate the crowd, Lin Sihang called the bureau and asked Yang Yizong to bring someone over.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense. Lin Sihang could clearly see that the man was a little impatient and looked like he was about to explode at any time. The important thing now is to keep the man steady. If he is in a hurry, he will jump the wall. What will the man do in the next second? I can't think of it for the time being.

Song Haozhe walked up to Lin Sihang, looked at the man calmly and asked, "What do you want?"

The man shouted arrogantly, "Let's go!"

"Let go of her first!" Lin Sihang said anxiously, Ran Zhao was almost out of breath.

The man ignored Lin Sihang, and continued to yell, "Fucking tricks me! Tell the police to leave!"

Song Haozhe looked around, except for the crowd of onlookers, there were some traffic policemen around, he thought about it, and wanted to take the knife off when the man let down his vigilance.

The crowd of onlookers began to discuss a lot, the man restrained Ran Zhao as if to show off, and deliberately acted to make people look like "Don't come here! She died because of you people!"

Lin Sihang stomped anxiously on the spot, the man's arrogant attitude already made him want to rush up and beat him so hard that his mother couldn't even recognize his grandfather. Song Haozhe saw his worry, and calmly pulled him back, like As if comforting, he said, "Yang Yizong and the others are rushing over!"

Song Haozhe asked Yang Yizong to bring Fang Bo, after all, a psychologist might be able to appease the man.

The crowd around suddenly whistled, Lin Sihang subconsciously looked to the side, and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a non-mainstream look, hiding behind with a smile on his face, as if he had noticed Lin Sihang eyes, and gave Lin Sihang a middle finger cheerfully.

Lin Sihang's face darkened, he wanted to go over and find the boy, beat him to the ground so that he couldn't find him, but the situation didn't allow him to leave.

Song Haozhe saw that Lin Sihang's complexion was not good, and he gave the young man a hard look as if warning him.

The boy didn't take it seriously, and turned around as if he didn't see anything. He didn't know where he went.

The man subconsciously glanced at the whistle, and then he saw the situation clearly and smiled, "Didn't you hear me telling you to back off? If you don't leave, I'll kill her!"

The road was congested, and vehicles would beeping their horns at any time, and the voices of the discussion became louder and louder. Lin Sihang got angry on the spot, time was slipping away, and neither side wanted to compromise. It looked like the man had obviously started to give up on himself, he hugged Ran Zhao fiercely, and put the knife on Ran Zhao's neck, "Still leaving? Do you want her to die?"

"Calm down! Let's go now!" Song Haozhe took a step forward and comforted him, "Let go first, we will leave when we see her safe."

"Don't come here!" Seeing Song Haozhe's movements, the man waved the knife randomly several times, "Forcing me?"

The atmosphere was tense, and the siren sounded from far to near, as if a bomb had been thrown in the silent air. The man holding Ran Zhao suddenly had a grim expression, like a demon from hell, his eyes were red and he roared viciously. "Are you playing with me?"

Song Haozhe frowned, the air temperature was very high, a group of people standing on the road looked like dried fish that had been exposed to the sun, Song Haozhe squinted his eyes against the hot wind, that man was now in a state of berserk, and the nerves of the people around him were tense.

"Surrender quickly! The police are here to see where you are going!"

A male voice resounded in the crowd, like the switch of this farce. The man holding Ran Zhao seemed to have obeyed the order. Maybe it was because of the tense atmosphere that made him nervous, or maybe it was because he was holding the broken jar all the time. He was panting with sweat all over his face, looked at Lin Sihang and Song Haozhe with red eyes, and screamed, "You guys forced me!"

In the distance, a crowd of police rushed over, Song Haozhe didn't even have time to give an order when he saw the man raise the knife, the sunlight refracted on the knife, emitting a dazzling silver light, as if applauding for the next thing to happen, Song Haozhe just Before he had time to rush over, but at this very moment, he even heard the dull sound of the knife piercing into the skin.

The screams in the crowd began to flow incessantly, Lin Sihang seemed to be hit on the head by someone, the buzzing in his ears kept ringing, his whole body was top-heavy, he could see the blood gushing out, and Ran Zhao's tightly closed eyes, He couldn't hear any sounds around him, and he didn't respond to the people rushing up behind him and collided with him.

Song Haozhe rushed up, slammed the man away, and when he got up to struggle, he jumped up and grabbed him firmly, subduing him firmly, but he didn't care about other things, he only had eyes on Ran who fell to the side Zhao, and the blood all over the place, Song Haozhe looked at Lin Sihang, only to see that the other party's face was dazed, his eyes lost all luster, the situation did not allow him to think much, he finally yelled at Lin Sihang in the confusion, "Ambulance! call the ambulance!"

Lin Sihang only heard Song Haozhe's roar amidst the buzzing sound, and for a moment he was quick-witted, and ran towards Ran Zhao as if he had recovered, a look began to appear on his face, with endless worries in his anxiety.

The ambulance Yang Yizong had already applauded before it came, and Lin Sihang heard Yang Yizong's commanding voice from a distance, and he closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"Brother Lin! The ambulance is here!"