Erguotou and Brandy

Brandy rubbed his head, stood up, pulled off the gauze, the ear stitches were not removed, but blood flowed from the ears.

Wen Yun hurriedly took a towel to stop Brandy's bleeding, and said, "Hey, Brandy, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Brandy was stunned for a while, his voice was hoarse, and he tilted his head and said, "Did you just talk?"

Wen Yun looked at Brandy's bleeding right ear and said nothing.

"Just now the monitor showed that the otaku last appeared here. The downstairs has been surrounded. Search the upper floors one by one, two groups, three groups on each floor. Act quickly." Chang Jie pressed the Bluetooth headset, put the gun From the side waist, with his hand on the trigger, he said.

After the order was issued, everyone ran into the building in an orderly manner.

Chang Jie glanced at the phone screen saver, Qiuping's sister-in-law and Chang Xiangrui, then threw the phone into the car and quickly entered the building.

The people hiding aside also entered the building through the side door.

Chang Jie didn't work with the search team and went straight to the top floor.

"Can you hear me? I'm Wen Yun. We have analyzed this group before. Antisocial personality disorder controls a group of people with Stockholm syndrome to achieve our own goals. Arrogant and proud that everything is under control. He is very smart and can Control four or five people to help him do things, pay attention, don't let him seize the opportunity. A person with such a strong desire to control should occupy the position that is most beneficial to him..." A gentle and clean voice came from the bluetooth headset.

Wen Yun didn't hear a reply, she glanced at Brandy who was dazed beside her with some doubts, shook her head, and continued talking: "No one?"

"Have."

Chang Jie said in a low voice.

"..."

So few words...

"Brandy? Can you just talk?" Wen Yun sighed.

Brandy was still the same as before, hugging his knees, curled up into a ball, and sat on the chair in a daze.

Wen Yun glanced at Landy's computer, went out and made a phone call.

"The abandoned gymnasium on the first ring road just exploded... Yes, I don't know the situation at the scene. There should be... casualties... Guo Ding from the serious crime team."

Brandy tilted his head, and the blood-stopping towel fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and silently bit his arm.

The sweat on his head was dripping down his face drop by drop, Chang Jie didn't wipe it off, and let it flow down his resolute side face and onto the ground.

The index finger holding the trigger was already stiff.

The leather boots stepped on the ground and splashed some dust. Chang Jie stood by the door and moved inch by inch to the rooftop.

Lowering his figure, he opened the dilapidated door and made a heavy creaking sound.

Chang Jie swallowed, and dodged to the nearby shelter.

"Southern District Serious Crime Squad of City S." Chang Jie pointed his gun at the people sitting outside the rooftop.

The shirt had already been taken off by Xu Yao to stop the bleeding, leaving only a thin t-shirt. Hearing this, he turned around, took off the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and threw them downstairs.

In summer, it is bright very early, and it has begun to get dark at five or six o'clock. The breeze blows very lightly, bringing the unique comfort of summer.

The man turned around, turned his head and looked at the tall building behind him, as long as he fell backwards, he could enjoy the thrill of flying. I don't know which is better than the thrill of killing people.

Chang Jie looked at the man expressionlessly, and said, "Hands up, hold your head."

The man shook his head, but still sat there obediently, shaking his feet, looking ignorant of the world, suddenly laughed out loud as if he saw something beautiful.

Chang Jie pointed the gun directly at the man's head, and slowly turned around to see that Xu Yao was holding the gun, facing the man's chest.

"Xu Yao, are you okay?"

Hearing that Xu Yao shook his head, as long as the effect of the sedative lasted past the beginning, the rest would be fine, he managed to stay awake after being cut on his thigh with a knife.

Chang Jie frowned and said softly, "Your gun is shaking."

Xu Yao didn't say anything more, looked straight at the man over there, and said, "What's your purpose?"

The man smiled arrogantly again, and said, "I just want to see how indifferent this world can be."

"There are bombings around, who will save people regardless of the danger, who will stand by and take pictures and upload them on Weibo."

"Ordinary people have already tried it, how about trying a political figure?"

"I made sixteen bombs, five were used to measure the response time of the emergency system, and ten were used to blow up yesterday's hospital... well, I have a little OCD, and if the last one is left to be used... not so much Comfortable. I just saw the patrolling plainclothes police go shopping, so I stuffed the bomb in the car..."

"At first, I wanted to say... Do you want to wait until you are all in the car before blowing up... I don't know that the time is not accurate, and it will blow up before you get in the car. Hahaha, is it you? And let me call an ambulance? I don't care. It's over...the ambulance takes half an hour to get there, and the pretty policeman has already burped in this half hour hahaha..."

"Sure enough, it should be postponed for a while... I'm too impatient."

Xu Yao pressed the trigger and stared at the man, as if his eyes were about to pop out.

Every word and every sentence was like the sharpest part of a knife scratching his heart. It was not fatal, but it seemed to be grinding his last bit of rationality, pushing him into the abyss step by step.

"Eh? Don't shoot... I'm very cooperative, just look at it." The man hugged his head with a smile, knelt down obediently, raised his head to look at Xu Yao and said, "You can actually kill me... …If you kill him, you will die, and if you don’t kill him, it’s nice to have you go to jail with me.”

Xu Yao dropped the gun expressionlessly, and while Chang Jie was still trying to absorb the meaning of a lot of words just now, he punched the man in the face.

The railing outside the roof had already rusted, the man was beaten by Xu Yao pulling his collar, the railing shook a few times and then fell down, making a heavy sound.

The man covered his head with his hands, and was so beaten that he couldn't resist. He could only keep raising his head and said, "I plead guilty...don't hit me! Stop hitting me! If you hit me again, you'll go to jail! Let me go...ah... ..."

Xu Yao's eyes were red from the beating, but he was suddenly lifted up by a strong force.

"Stop, Xu Yao." Chang Jie clasped Xu Yao's shoulder from behind, but was thrown away by Xu Yao when he stepped back.

The 1.9-meter tall man barely used much effort to throw away Chang Jie, who had just come out of the hospital.

Xu Yao turned his head to look at Chang Jie, and said, "...don't stop me, I'm sober and know what I'm doing."

Chang Jie bumped into something on the side, his arm hurt, and he raised his head to look at Xu Yao.

The two looked at each other, Xu Yao's eyes revealed clarity, but there was a sense of freedom similar to despair.

Chang Jie suddenly lost his strength, holding the earphones and didn't know what he was talking about.

Seeing that Chang Jie was no longer blocking, Xu Yao turned his head and punched the man in the ribs.

The crisp sound of bone cracking was very clear in the silent morning. The man had already started to vomit blood, his eyes seemed to be opening, and his fingers unconsciously pinched Xu Yao's fist, leaving pinch marks on it.

Xu Yao continued to beat the man expressionlessly, and even sat on the man's waist directly, punching and punching tirelessly.

The man gradually lost his strength, and began to spit out unknown filth, mixed with blood.