Profiler: Crime Scene

"God with you!"

In the chapel on the opposite side, dozens of people stumbled out, including men, women and children, many of whom were bloodstained, and ran forward desperately.

Then a tall white man with a machine gun came out and fired wildly at the crowd.

Jiao Yang seemed to be stupid, or someone had fixed him, and he couldn't move for a moment. This scene...

More than a dozen people fell into a pool of blood in an instant.These people didn't even scream, struggle, or cry, and they couldn't see whether the blood flowed out, and they didn't know why, it was just so painful, without even cursing or moaning, and they were all alive. , it disappears.

The gunman continued to fire into the crowd in the distance, yelling, "Godbe with you!"

What is especially pitiful is the middle-aged woman who was about to escape from the clutches of the last one. After being shot and fell to the ground, she was shot in the head again.Then, the gunfire stopped, and there seemed to be no bullets in the magazine.People can't help but think, why didn't there be a bullet missing? !

So cruel, so cold-blooded!Jiao Yang watched the moment when the gunman unloaded the magazine, and he was very glad that he was born in China.

Jiao Yang reacted suddenly, looked around, took out two cans of beer from his bag, and kicked the cans towards the gunman with all his strength while the gunman was changing the magazines.

"Canglanglang" made several noises, and the gunman who was suddenly attacked hurriedly passed the can, huddled behind the sculpture in the square to change the magazine, and fired back indiscriminately in the direction of Jiao Yang, "Papapapa!"

Jiao Yang shrunk behind the flower bed to avoid bullets.However, he found that he had attracted the gunman's attention, and the gunman walked over in this direction.

Jiao Yang gritted his teeth and threw the last can at the gunman.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Oh!"

"Oh, no! Fuck!"

A series of bullets from the shooter exploded the can, and the yellow liquid splashed out, releasing a cloud of sour-smelling smoke that fell on the shooter.

I don't know if it was the beer or someone daring to resist that angered him. The tall and strong white man approached step by step.As for Jiao Yang, who just dropped his motorcycle and ran over, there was nothing in his backpack to fight back.

Jiao Yang suddenly saw sweat on his forehead. Having received professional training, he knew very well that if the gunman walked a few meters further, the half-person-high flower bed would no longer be able to block the opponent's muzzle and his body.

"Snapped!"

"Oh! Fuck!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly hearing a clear gunshot behind him, Jiao Yang turned his head to see that it was Mr. Lu who shot and wounded the gunman last night, and then suddenly rolled to the back of another flower bed to take cover.

The gunman fired back. The moment Lu Yuanli got up and fired the second shot, the gunman rolled over and retreated behind the sculpture in the square.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The gunman and Lu Yuanli came and went, raising their guns and shooting at each other.But even the extremely expensive meteorite pistol, like the original Browning, can only fire six bullets in a row.Then the gunman used the continuous firepower of the machine gun to suppress, and took advantage of the time lag before Lu Yuanli changed the magazine, and got into the chapel again.

"Hey, you are stupid!"

Lu Yuanli shouted at Jiao Yang: "What are you doing out here, lie down!"

His shout reminded Jiao Yang.

"Cooperate with me!"

With a yell, Jiao Yang got down on the ground, crawled forward and quickly approached the open space at the door of the church.Among the dozen or so people, the only one who was still moving was a four or five-year-old girl, struggling and making a faint cry for help.

Lu Yuanli shouted, "Are you crazy? Come back!"

Jiao Yang picked up the child, gritted his teeth, stood up, and ran forward with all his might.

This means that he has completely exposed his vitals within the shooting range of the shooter.

"Fuck!"

"Snapped!"

Seeing that there were still people who dared to save others, the tall white gunman leaned out of the church angrily and wanted to shoot Jiao Yang.Taking advantage of his distraction, Lu Yuanli fired first, only to hear a "bang", the gunman was shot in the chest, and a thick, heavy body fell to the ground.

At this moment, two more people, a man and a woman, rushed out of the church.The man left his wife and the child in the stroller and ran away in a panic.

The woman took the child behind and called out to her husband in despair.But what makes people feel desperate is that the man has already run far away in the blink of an eye, without even turning his head to look at his wife and children.

Jiao Yang hugged the injured child, finally ran to the back of the flower bed, turned his head to look, he was speechless, when the shooting happened, he actually left his wife and child behind, and ran very fast, only caring for his life!How could there be such a person, especially, how could there be such an irresponsible man?Not fit to be a father at all!

Jiao Yang shook his head and sighed. While dodging the bullet, he tore off the child's skirt to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound.Immediately afterwards, according to what he had learned, he performed cardiopulmonary compression and cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the little girl.Wearing a bow tie and a beautiful little skirt, the cute little girl who should have been beautifully dressed had lost all color on her face, her breath was weak, and she fell into a coma.

Suddenly, a thin figure appeared at the door of the church and fired several shots at Lu Yuanli's position.

Lu Yuanli was startled, there are other accomplices? !His pistol is actually just a collectible, with few bullets in the first place.He is not a policeman, and he cannot prepare extremists all day long, so he only carries a row of magazines.

Fortunately, the new shooter only used a pistol, and his marksmanship was far inferior to that of the dead big white man.Lu Yuanli took advantage of the interval between reloading and fired two shots in succession, forcing the short shooter back to the church, then rolled desperately a few times, came to the back of the flower bed, and met Jiao Yang.

Boom!

At this time, I felt a shock in the ground, and a huge roar suddenly erupted in the street market opposite.The two subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw a car jumping, trash cans and other objects were blown away, and broken glass stubble was flying everywhere.Then there was a large group of red and yellow flames, and in a blink of an eye there were patches of black and gray smoke.

A shrill scream exploded from the crowd.The terrified people scattered around like exploding glass shards.

Serial terrorist attacks.The two looked at each other, and the gunman and other accomplices were simultaneously causing tragedies all over the city.I don't know how long this bloody massacre will last.

"Drip, woo...drip, woo..."

Finally, the sharp and piercing sound of sirens was heard in the distance, and the police came to deal with it.

Jiao Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and when he lowered his head, he found that his hand was bleeding, "Your hand was injured..."

Lu Yuanli said: "As a criminal policeman, you shouldn't focus on such insignificant matters at this time."

Jiao Yang was taken aback, "How do you know I'm a policeman or a criminal policeman..."

Lu Yuanli reached out and patted Jiao Yang, "Go!"

Jiao Yang glanced at the injured child, "But..."

"But what but!"

Lu Yuanli grabbed Jiao Yang with his left hand and ran, "Let's go!"

"Will it be dangerous to leave her here by herself?!" Jiao Yang wondered, "We're not extremists, what are we running for?!"

"Are you stupid? You are a doctor, can you save her? Or, you are the policeman here, you can tell at a glance that we are good guys and bad guys?!"

As Lu Yuanli ran, he waved the gun at Jiao Yang and shouted, "She won't be suspected of being an extremist, but we will! Haven't you read the news? I don't know that during the shooting a few days ago, The black security guard who subdued the gunman and took down the weapon was shot in the head by the police?! We have written on our face that you are Chinese. Here you are suspected of being an extremist with a higher coefficient than black people. If you don’t want to die, hurry up run!"

"This……"

Jiao Yang saw the news.But he believes that it is because there are few such things that they make the news.Although the police involved were at fault, it was indeed difficult to avoid mistakes in a hurry during the chaos.Moreover, he subconsciously thought that this was something that only happened in the news, and he never expected that it would fall on him in the blink of an eye.He will become a witness of the shooting, and he can't help but feel sad, like a black humor, he just finds it inexplicably ironic.

After leaving the scene of the incident and running to a place where he felt safe, Lu Yuanli put away his gun and took Jiao Yang to the nearest police station.

Unexpectedly, Jiao Yang still met an acquaintance here.

Seeing Joanna holding coffee, curled up and wrapped in a blanket, and the psychiatrist standing beside her softly comforting her, Jiao Yang understood that she was also brought to the police station as a witness at the scene.

"Brother!"

Joanna, with a stiff expression, cried when she saw him, and threw herself into Jiao Yang's arms, "I'm really scared! Just now, just tens of meters away from me, more than a dozen gunshots were fired. A lot of people fell down! I was so frightened that my legs were so weak that I couldn’t run. I didn’t catch my breath until the police arrived when the man left. My hands and feet are still cold! If the man hadn’t run towards the opposite side just now, but I ran this way, I might be dead by now!"

"it's okay no problem!"

Jiao Yang was startled, looked back at Lu Yuanli who was waiting to take notes, patted Joanna on the shoulder and said, "It's all over! One murderer has been shot dead, and two more have been captured. It's safe!"

"Really?!" Joanna cried: "The murderer just came in and out just to replenish the gun! And throwing guns and changing guns is really terrible. Everyone is too powerless. They watched too much when replenishing the gun. It’s so hard! There’s another person who didn’t know what happened, and ran past the murderer, and other people who couldn’t resist...I just know now that it’s good to be alive, it’s really good to be alive!”

No matter how many times Joanna speaks, but as the same witness, Jiao Yang understands and understands every word she said, every subtle psychological feeling, every sigh and hatred.