slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Glancing at the cold door of the operating room, I suddenly remembered what Ying Cheng told him that day——

"No. 19 in the fourth row of the Lancheng Cemetery, I bought a cemetery for myself in advance." He also said, "My parents are your parents." Now...

Oh shit!

This kid bastard!

Just as he was thinking wildly, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a doctor with blood all over his body came out and shouted eagerly, "Who is the family member?"

Su Yuelan stood up and said, "I'm his mother!"

The doctor nodded, then shook his head again: "The patient's whole body is fractured now, and he lost too much blood, leading to coagulation dysfunction. He has already received [-] blood transfusions, but he still can't stop it. What is the concept of [-] blood?

There is much more to change the blood of the whole body!The ribs have penetrated into the chest cavity, combined with multiple organ failure, and the most serious is intracranial hemorrhage and brain injury. There is basically no hope, and any further rescue will only prolong the patient's pain. Our suggestion is... give up. "

She fell back into the chair with a thud, the overwhelming pain was so heavy that she wanted to shout why she couldn't make a sound. The switch was turned on, and I couldn't stop crying.

Xie Lin shook his head like a rattle: "No, no! Doctor, please save him, save him! He is a policeman, he was injured on duty, he... please save him, save him... "

The face under the mask is used to seeing life and death, so calm that it makes people feel indifferent: "We will try our best, but what we can do at present is just to delay the time. Please think carefully."

After Xie Lin heard this, he turned around and punched the white wall, the blood on his knuckles and the tears on his face flowed down together, the great grief and remorse knocked him down, obviously he could act ahead of time, obviously he Being able to stop Ying Cheng, obviously he can make a backup plan in advance, obviously...Obviously he had countless opportunities to save Ying Cheng, but he missed them all.

He didn't do anything except watch Ying Cheng fall from his eyes!

He blamed all this on his own negligence. Ying Aihua saw it, and didn't stop him any more, but just tightened his face: "We will not give up the treatment, no matter what the result is, we are willing to bear it. Please be sure the doctor If we continue the operation, my son's life is hard, and he will not die."

"We respect the opinions of the family members, but please be mentally prepared first." After the doctor finished speaking, he hurried back to the operating room for the next round of fighting.

Ying Aihua quietly took Chen Qiang to a corner, observed his wife's condition, and distractedly looked at the door of the operating room, asking, "How is the bureau doing now?"

"There are Lao Huang and Qing Zhou here. Song Zhimin is the commander-in-chief this time, so he can't run away, but Lao Huang is a blessing in disguise.

When Yingcheng proposed the cooperation between the police and the people, Lao Huang took the lead to take the blame for him. The red-headed document issued by the province got him out. This case is not in his hands, so he should not be fined. "

"That's what I said, but he is the director after all, and punishment is still indispensable."

"See if you can say something nice to me. Just don't punish me to death. After all, the deputy director can't escape, and the director still has to stay in charge."

He nodded his head in agreement, and frowned: "This matter is related to him again? How did you investigate later?"

Chen Qiang shook his head: "Probably not. Speaking of which, this case is also a case of a cult. It is dangerous but simple. That kid is involved in drugs, and the cult should not be able to deal with him.

Also, at first I suspected that his actual target should be you, Ying Cheng might just be venting his anger, but after further investigation, I suspected...Jiang was the target.There is something I didn't have time to tell you before, about my injury..."

"He did it? I guessed it."

"It's not just this. I didn't see what he looked like at the time, but I saw...he used a tablet computer to command Jiang to self-mutilate. The battle was horrific. There was blood all over the ground, and Jiang almost lost his life." Half-Life. Deliberate torture fits his character profile, so I suspect that Jiang Huan is his target."

"You were injured because you ran into this scene?"

Chen Qiang nodded.

"In this way, Jiang is still missing, and it is unlikely that he threw himself into the river, but it is very likely that he was controlled by that kid."

"I thought so too. But the strange thing is, since his goal is Jiang Huan, why did he do everything possible to send Jiang Huan to Ying Cheng's side, and then attack with the corresponding present? With his personality, he shouldn't Ah. What is the relationship between this kid and Jiang Huan?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure that he attacked Yingcheng because of Jiang Huan's previous relationship with Yingcheng. That's why Jiang Huan refused to speak up. Also, that kid is a lunatic. Jiang Huan fell into his hands. Well done, Jiang must be rescued as soon as possible."

"I know, it's already being done. Lao Huang sent someone to check the places where we squatted. There is no news yet. It must be a change of location."

"Okay. As soon as possible. There is also the matter on the Internet. The credibility of the people's police cannot be lost. Let the Internet propaganda pay attention and issue a statement as soon as possible.

The two brothers who died and those who were injured were all on business, and people should not shed blood and tears. The pension should be reported as much as possible, and it will be distributed to others immediately, without delay.

Although this is considered a failure of action, as Xie Lin said just now, especially the one named Qin Yile, the risk of facing the fire can't be taken in vain, first report a third-class merit, and whether to approve or not depends on the decision of the province.Also, those two brothers, see if you can chase a martyr. "

Chen Qiang nodded: "Understood, Lao Huang knows it well, and the finance side is ready to allocate money."

Ying Aihua glanced back at the door of the operating room again. Chen Qiang knew the worry he never expressed, so he just patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you'll be fine. A good person doesn't live long enough to cause a thousand years of trouble. Yingcheng this kid , can turn bad luck into good luck.”

"I don't care if he dies." He immediately snorted from his nose, pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes shot out a sharp light like a wild wolf, "I'm worried now that he handled this case too cleanly, No one will be left for me. If something happens, at least someone should be left for his father to take revenge with his own hands, right?"

Chen Qiang remained silent, and looked up at the lamp together.Ying Cheng was handed over to him by Ying Aihua himself. Ever since he joined the job, he has never let go of his heart. At night, he would dream that something happened to this kid. Now it's all right, he didn't take care of this kid after all.

And Lancheng thousands of miles away.

The Lancheng City Bureau suffered heavy losses, Song Zhimin was transferred to the province overnight, and the central government came to investigate him.

Huang Zhiyuan escaped a catastrophe, and he was still able to stay in the city bureau, so busy that he never touched the ground.Now the whole situation has been twisted into one rope, and they all put down their work and focus on helping the criminal investigation team to tide over the difficulties first.

The accountant is in charge of contacting the families of dozens of policemen who died and were injured on duty, and Lu Weiwei is in charge of accompanying the wounded in the hospital. There are so many corpses that Cao Ming can't handle it all by himself. Called over to help, even Ye Qingzhou put down the case in hand, first came to work as a part-time criminal investigation detachment leader, and continued to investigate this case, but the criminal investigation was shrouded in a tense grief, the huge criminal investigation office was like a funeral scene .

However, there was a lot of scolding on the Internet. Although the Internet publicity had rushed out a notice overnight, they didn't even dare to announce the death toll, stating that the person who fell from the building was an undercover policeman and was in the process of rescue, but they still couldn't stop the keyboard warriors from pinching someone to die. One point scolded the police for "deserving it" and "incompetence", etc. Gu Yuzhe was annoyed that his boss would be slandered on the front line of life and death, so he contacted several marketing accounts to write an article, trying to protect his innocence.

Xu Fan also got involved, and contacted the police station in charge to search for Jiang Huan's traces along the river bank. Qin Yile was slightly injured, and after bandaging, he went to work with Lu Weiwei and helped Xu Fan find someone.

But they couldn't find Jiang Huan.

——Because the river was fished up from the icy water long ago.

He was drenched and tied to a poor-quality wooden chair. He struggled painfully due to the onset of PTSD, and there was only two words in his mouth - "A Cheng".

He hurt himself unconsciously, his fingernails were deeply embedded in the armrest, and he didn't even feel that the nail cover was turned over. Due to excessive struggle, the slender and dirty hemp rope was deeply cut into the flesh and blood, and even the corners of his lips were soaked blood.

—he had bitten his own tongue.

Someone suddenly punched him, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, turned his face to one side, and murmured "A Cheng" still deliriously, so the other party punched him to the flesh several times in a row, and found that the punch After not waking him up, they stuffed a silicone sphere into his mouth angrily, and put a belt around his face, forcing him to open his mouth wide and couldn’t close it. The saliva and blood dripped down together. A dog-like purr.

Then he touched the scar left by the burn on his fingertips, clenched his hands fiercely, and tore off the raised nail cover, blood dripped down the armrest, Jiang was still unconscious, and the pain was so painful "Woo" sounded.

Afterwards, he untied Jiang Huan's neckline, moved down his chest little by little, and finally touched the wound on his chest, which was less than one centimeter deep from his heart.

But that beating heart only thinks of the answer.So he reined in the rope again until the wound was dripping with blood. Then he replaced the temporary hemp rope with soft, furry handcuffs, reached out and rubbed his head gently and carefully.

In the end, the man put a bell around his neck, put his hand on his lips, hissed softly, and said with a smile, "Good boy. He's dead."

Jiang Huan of Chaos