slip through the net [criminal investigation]

He hated those who should submit to Zuo Jiang and return to Xie Lin, who were beaten and didn't help.

However, the action plan has been arranged here, but there is no movement at all on Ma Qiong's side. The car stops in front of the forest made of steel, motionless.

Xie Lin's eyes were staring sorely, and he couldn't help but rejoice that he didn't call for help rashly just now. In the blink of an eye, Ma Qiong finally got out of the car while answering the phone, still carrying that strange suitcase in his hand!

"There is movement!"

Ye Qingzhou and Ying Cheng were startled by his voice, and Ma Qiong hung up the phone and walked into the old factory.

"No! What is she doing alone?"

He quickly followed and got out of the car: "Xie Lin, you are watching at the door, Ying Cheng will follow me, wait for our signal before calling for backup, don't worry."

Xie Lin nodded, and also untied the hanging arm, but the wound was so painful that he couldn't hold the camera, so he had to change his hand to hold the gun with one hand.

And Ye Qingzhou took Ying Cheng directly into the factory. She turned left and right and walked around with a light car. The workshop is huge and full of various large machines that are as high as a person. Too close, only staying within barely enough to see Ma Joon.

She was leisurely alone and didn't seem to be in a hurry, and waited in the workshop for another ten minutes before a familiar figure finally appeared at the back door of the workshop!

——A black jacket with flame patterns on the sleeves, a deliberately lowered navy blue peaked cap, with a black mask, and a baggy backpack.

It is exactly the same dress as the person who appeared in the surveillance three times before!

""X"! "

Ye Qingzhou covered his mouth, "shh", and cursed in a low voice: "Yingcheng! I said don't hold me back, if you can't do it, get out now!"

Ying Cheng stared at the figure with burning eyes, the pistol at the back of his waist had been pulled out, but fortunately the hand with the cast was still able to move, and gritted his teeth and choked out three words - "Got it".

"Don't act rashly, you are wounded, if something happens, I won't have time to take care of you, do you hear me!"

"I know, don't worry, I will follow your command."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around. The distance was too far to see the two of them talking, but he couldn't hear the sound, and the position was wrong to block the other figure, so he could only make a gesture, Ying Cheng nodded immediately, and went Turning around to the right, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xie Lin, informing him to call for support immediately.

Ma Qiong and the figure were communicating face to face, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.Every nerve in Yingcheng's body was tense, so that his hands trembled slightly, and the injured arm wrapped in plaster creaked. He had no time to take care of it, and only stared at the figure under the cover of the machine.

——"X"!

This is the person who killed Ma Sheng by using the desperate Feng Xiaoyue, abducted the young and ignorant Xiao Su Jing, directed and acted, kidnapped and ran away, and spent millions of dollars to raise Yan Ran for six years just to take a picture of him panicked, imprisoned and abused Jiang had been there for a month, driving him crazy to the point where he lost his mind...

It was also this person who controlled Jiang Huan and Jing Yu.Control yourself more indirectly.

And now, this person was standing a few steps away with his back to him.

The gun was in his hand, the handcuffs were behind his waist, and his fingers were on the trigger. He was trembling violently and was about to go off, but another rational self in his mind yelled frantically that he couldn't do it.

Can't.He is a policeman, he has rules and systems, and he is more responsible and just.

Wait, wait, wait until they deliver the box.No... now I can't be sure that the box must be drugs or cash, I have to wait for Ye Qingzhou, yes... wait for Ye Qingzhou's order...

The nerves that were too tense almost collapsed, causing the pain that had been relieved to sweep over again, and this time it was more vigorous. He froze for a while and couldn't get up. He glanced at it, but saw that Ma Qiong had finished talking, and put his hand The box was handed over to the other party!Four big characters popped up in his mind - "Get the stolen goods"!

No...he can't be impulsive!

He almost subconsciously pressed his hand holding the gun. After only a moment of hesitation, the box was handed over. Ye Qingzhou suddenly saw the man take something out of his pocket, then raised his head and smiled in his direction, shaking his head. Shaking his hand, he saw it clearly - it was a remote control!

not good!

He stood up almost instantly: "Yingcheng! Run!"

In the next second, there was a loud bang from the machine in the middle of the workshop. Just as Xie Lin finished calling for help, he watched a gray cloud burst out of the factory. Immediately, the flames rose into the sky and flooded half of the sky. In his mind, Just one thought—

it's over...

Ying Cheng heard the voice of Ye Qingzhou telling him to run, and saw Ye Qingzhou give up his target and run towards him at the first moment, but he couldn't move at this critical moment. Yan Gun Gun could not see his fingers almost instantly, and the machine leaning against his back was instantly hot. He felt bad, the machine might explode, he struggled a bit but couldn't get up.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed through the smoke, and Ying Cheng was thrown down, rolled twice and fell into a corner.

He thought it was Ye Qingzhou, and he said "Brother" stuck in his throat, and when he looked closely, he exclaimed in surprise: "Jiang Huan!"

Why is this kid here!

Jiang, who is thin in stature, can still unleash amazing power even at such a critical moment of life and death. He pulled up the relapsed old injury in one go, his eyes were burning like lightning, and there was a kind of devil-like expression in his eyebrows. The cold murderous look in Ying Cheng's eyes was something Ying Cheng had never seen before, so he hesitated a bit: "Jiang Huan?"

"Let's go!" He dragged and dragged Yingcheng to the window sill abruptly. The air wave from the explosion of the machine pushed the two of them out, and then there was a series of explosions. Cheng's head rolled awkwardly on the ground, blocking half of his body with his back.

Ying Cheng looked up, but what he heard was his murmur: "I can... I can... go... I want to go..."

But the truth is he can't.

The baby's distorted grimace shuttled between the flames, babbling and laughing, and the flames climbed higher and higher like vines. The little ghost pulled his hands and feet, making his hands and feet stiff and twisted, unable to move. The flames burned his skin, a chaotic hallucination And the excruciating pain had robbed him of his sanity.

Ying Cheng judged that he was on the verge of PTSD almost instantly, and used his strength to barely get up: "Jiang Huan."

Jiang raised his head and saw Ying Cheng standing motionless in the flames. He was afraid that he had used his last instinct in the moment when he rescued Ying Cheng, so that all his stubborn willpower would be burned out. At a glance, boundless courage was gathered again.

He beat his temples, lowered his head and cried, he endured the pain of a living person being burned like a fire in a kiln, and murmured in a crying voice: "I can... I can... it's an illusion, I can... go! Ah Cheng... I will take you away!"

Ying Cheng grabbed Jiang Huan's shoulders with his stiff hands, and ran out limping. However, the factory building was full of abandoned machines, and the workshops were connected into one piece, with explosions one after another, and the fire blew up in an instant. When it got to the point where it was raging, the old workshop was overwhelmed, and the thick smoke billowed and choked Ying Cheng almost coughing up tears.

As soon as Jiang Huan opened his eyes, there was another sea of ​​flames in front of his eyes. The real thick smoke and fire mixed with the hallucinatory struggle and screams, and he suddenly went crazy again: "Don't come here!"

"Jiang Huan!" Ying Cheng was caught by this move and almost fell down. He couldn't help him even if he tried to help him. Seeing Jiang Huan, who was already delirious, almost crashed into the sea of ​​fire, someone grabbed him at the critical moment. Thank you. Lin!

While grabbing Jiang Huan, he came out to help him, he didn't have time to explore where Jiang Huan came from: "Let's go!"

However, Jiang's limbs were still weak and trembling. All kinds of pain made him unable to move. When he opened his eyes, he could no longer see the sea of ​​flames, it was all hell.

The children cried and laughed, played around him, grabbed his sleeves, climbed up and grabbed his throat, their cold faces pressed against his neck, dripping with blood, they could only beat themselves vigorously with trembling hands head, wishing to die now to end this endless torment of illusion: "Why...don't..."

The fire was getting more and more intense, the smoke had reached the point where it was hard to breathe, Xie Lin himself was half disabled, and couldn't control such a crazy person at all, Ying Cheng suddenly raised his fist, and without saying a word, he slapped his face firmly After coming around, Jiang Huan's eyes went dark for a moment, and he turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood, only to hear him sternly yelling: "Are you awake! Get out of here!"

This move of "physical therapy" had an immediate effect, and Jiang was beaten into a daze. He was dragged by two people to an open place like a leather bag.

Xie Lin took a deep breath: "Where is Ye Qingzhou!"

"It's still inside!"

He made a decisive decision: "The support will arrive in 10 minutes. I also called the fire department. You stay here and watch Jiang Huan! I'll go find Ye Qingzhou!"

After speaking, Xie Lin covered his head and rushed into the fire scene again.

Jiang Huan was still trembling violently. He knelt down on the ground and hugged his head tightly. He was deeply in hallucinations. He was in excruciating pain. Half of his face was already red and swollen. His punching hand trembled belatedly. , blood oozed from the joints, he glanced at Jiang and raised his hand to hit him again.

Ying Cheng picked up his collar and forced him to raise his head, only to see his clouded eyes were gray, even though he still couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, even though he was serious