heart poison

The reconnaissance helicopter painted by the special police hovered in the air, and the loud sound of the rotors landed together with the cold wind.Guys on skateboards and bikes looked up, arms raised and whistles excited.

Zhousheng Shopping Center has not yet officially opened, and the atrium is still occupied by young people living nearby, and it is very lively at night.For a while, the lighting equipment of the shopping center has been fully activated and is undergoing final adjustments before opening.Neon flashes, turning night into day.The number of middle-aged and elderly people dancing in the square gradually increased, and they gathered on the east side of the atrium, facing the young people across the fountain.

The shadow of Wutong District seems to have dissipated in the hearts of square dance lovers. The music near various residential areas is getting louder day by day, showing signs of resuming the previous momentum.

Wang Xin skateboarded and jumped over the center of the fountain. Because of his unskilled movements, he was drenched in water, and fell to the ground when he landed.The skateboard scraped the ground and flew out, and the pulleys spun, soaring towards the singing and dancing uncles and aunts.

"Fuck!" Enduring the severe pain in his knee, Wang Xin limped and rushed towards the skateboard, shouting as he ran, "Get out of the way, get out of the way! Be careful!"

These days, if a skateboard knocks down an old man, he can't bear to walk around!

An old man standing outside the square dance team saw the skateboard flying towards him, changed his dancing posture, and kicked the skateboard with his kick.

The old walking shoes collided with the skateboard, and the muffled sound was drowned out by the music. The skateboard suddenly turned and flew towards the fountain.

Wang Xin heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the bruised skateboard, and was about to bow to thank the uncle when he spat on it.

"Do you want to die?" The old man was strong and strong, his eyes sparkled, he stopped dancing, and waved his fist at Wang Xin viciously, "I'm stalking you? You bastard! Do you still have children? Do you understand?" Respect the old and love the young?"

Wang Xin was stunned by the yelling, and forgot to wipe off the saliva on his chest. He looked at the uncle dully, with the water dripping from his head and face, looking very embarrassed.

After a few seconds, he seemed to wake up suddenly, and said with wrathful eyes, "Huh?"

"Ah, you're big! Go to hell!" The uncle is still swearing, "My grandson is studying at school at night, only a bastard like you is playing truant! What are you stepping on? Skateboard? I don't know how to learn it well. , It is useless to do all this, if you are my child, I will break your legs!"

At this time, Wang Xin's partners rushed up, and everyone was dumbfounded.

The uncle continued to scold: "What? Want to trouble my old man?"

"Rely on the old and sell the old?" Wang Xin is a student of a nearby technical school. He has no parents to supervise him since he was a child, and he is not a good person. You fucking want to break my legs? Half of your body is buried in the soil, can you still jump up? "

How could the uncle have been scolded like this before, his face turned red immediately, and a dry roar came out of his throat.

Wang Xin's friends started booing a little, and persuaded them rationally: "Don't get too aggressive with the old fool! If he blackmails you, can you afford it?"

There was also a commotion in the square dance team. Several women in their sixties surrounded the uncle, talking to each other, pointing at Wang Xin, cursing like Solitaire.

"Oh, these young people are just like this. They have no quality and skills, and they don't know how to read, so they will come out to play some skateboards and dance some street dances!"

"That's right! It's just a pile of social trash! My parents don't know how to take care of it. Fortunately, my grandson is not like this."

"I see, these are all without parents, right? Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's sons can make holes. What kind of things are parents, so are sons!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are uneducated, you don't even know how to respect the elderly, you deserve to be unable to find a job!"

The harsh words drilled into Wang Xin's mind one by one, crackling his anger like firewood.He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and was about to step forward, but his arm was grabbed by his companion.

"Are you stupid? What are you fussing about with them?" His companion pulled him back, "Come on, haven't you heard a word? The bad guys are getting old! If you mess with them, you won't be able to run away if you get entangled by them!"

The fire in Wang Xin's heart could not be subdued for a while, but he was dragged by a few strong brothers, so he couldn't do anything for a while.

Seeing that Wang Xin was taken away, the uncle raised his head triumphantly, and said to the dancing partners who surrounded him, "These people don't know what family they came from. They don't go to school or work, so they just go around with a broken board." Wandering. What is this called? This is idleness! They can’t contribute to society, and it’s a good thing they were born now. If they were born in the famine years of the past, they would die without knowing how.”

Wang Xin was shaking with anger.

"Let's go, don't listen." The companion held Wang Xin's hand tightly, and said in a low voice: "Tsk, this old man is still born now and can still talk about his mother, if he was born in such a famine Nian, I have already been skinned and eaten!"

Wang Xin endured and endured, and suddenly heard a harsh female voice: "Isn't that the boy of the Wang family? Why, he came to provoke you? Oh, what kind of anger are you with him? Let me tell you, he, since childhood No one cares! When she was young, she was a 'Miss Sitting on the Stage', and then she died of that disease. If you argue with him, you are not afraid to get all those... syphilis!"

Wang Xin couldn't bear it anymore, broke away from his companion, and ran back on the skateboard, with murderous intent on his brows and raging anger in his eyes.

His mother was a "prostitute" who could not be tolerated by the world, and he grew up relying on the money his mother earned.No one knows better than him how difficult it is for his mother. If it wasn't for being desperate, who would want to do such a job?

After so many years, people around have been saying——Look, that person's mother died of syphilis, and women deserve it right for not cherishing themselves!

But the fact is that his mother was suffering from breast cancer, and because she had no money for treatment, she was delayed from the early stage until she died.

He couldn't allow these people to use the most vicious words to attack the woman who had dedicated her life to herself!

"Wang Xin!"

It was too late for her companion to stop drinking, and with a dull sound, the penny-year-old woman who was beaming and saying "Miss Sitting on the Stage" was hit by a skateboard and her forehead and face door were broken, and she fell sideways on the ground, her face was bleeding profusely. There was a faint iron smell.

After a moment of silence, people screamed and dispersed. The old man who had clashed with Wang Xin at first was so angry that his legs softened and he almost knelt down, shouting: "Kill, kill! Kill!"

Wang Xin lost his mind, growled and kicked at the bleeding woman, raised the skateboard and slammed it down again.

The atrium fell into chaos. Facing the crazy Wang Xin, no matter whether it was the middle-aged and elderly people dancing in the square, or the skateboarders who came to watch, they dared not step forward to stop it.

When the security guards of the shopping center arrived after hearing the news, Wang Xin's skateboard had already been shattered, and his two fists were covered in blood.

The police cars patrolling nearby rushed to the scene, the special police with guns drove away the crowd, the scout helicopter was suspended in mid-air, and the whistle of the ambulance approached from far away...

When Wang Xin was controlled by the special police, he still muttered: "Go to hell! Shrew! Slut!"

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"Young people nowadays are more likely to cause trouble than one!" Zhao Fan took off his leather gloves and threw them on the table with a "snap". After drinking a cup of hot tea, he gasped and said, "I'm fucking on duty in the Changlu District. Suddenly, I heard someone report that there was an accident in the Zhousheng Shopping Center, and someone was killed. Fuck, I turned around immediately, and it really killed someone! A 17-year-old skateboard kid beat a square dancer to death gone."

Hua Chong was reading the notification sent back by the special police, and his brows were frowned, "This Wang Xin beat Li Chunyu to death with a skateboard and fists?"

"Yes, I've already gone to find out, no one has brought a knife." Zhao Fan sat on the armchair and crossed one leg, "Wang Xin had a conflict with an old man about skateboarding at first, and then Li Chunyu insulted Wang Xin's Mother."

"No..." Hua Chong raised his head, "Li Chunyu was beaten by Wang Xin for nearly 10 minutes, why did the nearby special police arrive so late?"

Zhaofan blinked, as if he was being asked.

"I remember that when we marked the patrol area last time, the Zhousheng Shopping Plaza in Changlu District was in the key area." Hua Chong said: "It stands to reason that there is no reason for the special police to arrive after 10 minutes. Arrived. If this is a terrorist attack..."

"Don't, don't!" Zhaofan stood up, "Don't be crowed! I remembered that Luo'an District is short of manpower. I sent a group of people from Changlu District to go there two days ago."

Hua Chong said solemnly: "So there is a lack of police force near Zhousheng Shopping Center?"

"Isn't this a last resort?" Zhao Fan said: "Zhousheng will not open until after New Year's Day. Relatively speaking, the traffic flow is not too much, but Luo'an District and Mingluo District are different. How can these two districts be different? Is it crowded?"

Hua Chong's eyes gradually darkened, and he folded his hands on his chin.

Zhaofan tilted his head to look at him, seeing that he hadn’t responded for a long time, he raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes, “Fuck, aren’t you angry? Then I apologize to you, it’s because I didn’t direct well. I’ll look for it again. Shen Xun, let's see if we can add another team of armed police."

"No." Hua Chong shook his head, "I suddenly thought of something."

"What?" Zhao Fan has a big heart, he admits his mistakes when he does something wrong, and once he speaks, he doesn't hold any grudges in his heart.

"I'll go out for a while." After Hua Chong finished speaking, he walked quickly outside the door and went straight to the technical investigation team.

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"Zhousheng Shopping Center?" Liu Zhiqin clicked on the real-time monitoring, "Zhaofan dispatched some special police?"

"Because Zhousheng has not officially opened yet, only some restaurants are in trial operation." Hua Chong said: "Do you remember what Team Shen said a while ago?"

Liu Zhiqin frowned, "Which sentence?"

"When we analyzed the attack methods of terrorist organizations, Team Shen said that they are unlikely to set up bombs in advance." Hua Chong said, "Unless it is an insider's trick!"

Liu Zhiqin: "An insider... Lian Feng?"

"I almost forgot to give it to him!" Hua Chong repeated the movement of clenching his fist with his right hand, "Zhousheng is now in our blind spot, and he is one of the managers of Zhousheng. If he wants to tamper with Zhousheng, then It is not impossible to set the bomb in advance."

Liu Zhiqin looked at the laptop that was running at high speed and analyzing various information flows, and raised his right index finger to his lips, "We ignored Zhousheng Shopping Plaza because it opened after New Year's Day, and we intercepted According to my intelligence, the attack will start on the 29th.”

Hua Chong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"If Zhousheng is their real target." Liu Zhiqin's voice was chilling, "Then we have already fallen into their trap. That botnet is a trap, they have fooled me and Fu Xuhuan!"

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In the darkness, Xiao Chengxin sat up like a puppet whose hands and feet had been hoisted, his eyes were empty and dull, staring straight ahead.

He was wearing an ill-fitting desert camouflage, and stepped barefoot in the icy water. He should have felt cold, but his expression didn't change.

After standing in the water for a long time, he started to walk forward, but his movements were extremely uncoordinated, sometimes he moved with his hands and feet, and sometimes he moved sideways.

It is impossible for normal people to walk like him.

Except for the sound of water, there was no other sound in the small space, which made the sound of water seem more viscous and weird.

Xiao Chengxin walked around and around in an extremely stiff posture until the water on the floor wet the camouflage pants.

He moved his neck mechanically, held his head in his hands, and slowly rotated, rotating, as if he wanted to twist the head off.

"Click!"

A deep voice merged into the sound of water, like a stone entering water, causing ripples.

It was a skeletal sound, followed by another sound. Xiao Chengxin twisted his neck twice, as if he had finally found a comfortable position, with an innocent smile on his lips.

But this smile looked very intrusive.

A beam of light came in from the skylight and hit his pale and bloodless face.

No, his face was not completely devoid of "blood".

The wound on the top of the head was still bleeding, and it slid across the face one by one.

Pale is whiter, scarlet is redder.

Finally, he returned to the seat against the wall with uncoordinated steps, lowered his head, and made an indistinct sound from his throat.

"Save, save, me." He said, "Hua, team, save, save, me."