Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The person who had just poured a large amount of muscle relaxants and anesthetics into his body fell on his back on the hospital bed and looked at the face full of hatred above him.

The boy whose legs were broken by him because he ran away more than ten years ago vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

Countless workers in the black coal mine were watching how he tortured the boy to death.

At that time, there was also a person, probably that guy's friend and companion, who knelt on the ground and knocked his head on the black cinders, begging him to let the escaped man go, begging him again and again, with blood on his head.

But in that environment, He Yuping killed the boy alive in order to frighten the other workers so that they would never dare to escape again.

He still remembered the desperate wailing of the kneeling people when he strangled the little guy to death with his own hands, which left a deep impression on him.

"It's you! It's you!"

He Yuping looked up at the young man whose eyes were full of hatred, and vaguely recognized that he was the other boy who knelt on the ground and begged him to let go.

"Remember, right? I still remember every scene of you killing him back then." He Yang grabbed the fishing line wrapped three times, and pulled his left and right hands vigorously.

"I'm sorry... vomit..." He Yuping struggled in pain, and the slender and sharp fishing line cut He Yang's palm and cut the skin of his throat at the same time.

"You don't need to say sorry to me, because I swore back then that I would make your death a hundred and one thousand times more painful than theirs. I want you to watch your throat break with your own eyes and suffer so much that you are worthy of death."

The bright red blood stained the pillow, and He Yuping was better off dead than alive.

His throat was so sore that his voice was indistinct, and the pain was so severe that it was suffocating, and he could clearly feel it all the time.

Warm blood flowed from his body, and the immobile person could only watch the scene of his throat being cut through He Yang's eyes...

More than ten kilometers away, Yi Renxin was standing on the building holding the family pack of ice cream, the ice cream inside had already turned into sugar water.

The baby-faced young man standing in front of the balcony looked up at the bright sunshine above and sighed silently, "Today, there is one less person in this world who knows me."

At the entrance of the No. [-] Hospital in the city, Song Jianyu was standing on the steps of the hospital wearing a mask and a black hat covering his entire face.

He ended up here anyway.

At the door of the operating room, Ye Cheng had already heard the nurse's order, saying that the person had been sent to the special ward on the eleventh floor, and the person who secretly shouted that he was not good rushed upstairs.

Song Jianyu was looking for someone, when he saw Ye Cheng's figure flashing past from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly followed him.

In the ward on the eleventh floor, He Yang walked down from the bleeding bed, and He Yuping on the bed behind him died in despair with his protruding blood-red eyes.

In the quiet and silent ward, He Yang walked to the window and opened the window to look up at the dazzling sunlight. He closed his eyes, "There is only one murderer left, and everything will be over soon. Ye Cheng rushed to ten Go straight to the nurse's station on the first floor, "Which room is the patient sent by the police just now! ! "

The nurse at the nurse station was unclear, so she pointed to the ward diagonally opposite, "at 1103."

The voice followed a figure rushing out of the elevator, and went straight to 1103 after hearing the answer.

"He Yang!"

Song Jianyu pushed open the door of the ward, and saw the young man standing on the window sill with his back turned to him, about to jump down.

Song Jianyu glanced across the bloody hospital bed, walked towards the silent body, and said in a slow tone, "He Yang, don't do stupid things, Xie Yongming and the others will never blame you, you Trust me, let me explain it to you, okay?"

The young man standing on the window sill didn't care how this person who appeared suddenly knew his affairs.

He looked at the height of the eleventh floor below his feet, with calm eyes, "I have killed all those who killed them, and there is only the last murderer left, and that is me."

He was the one who encouraged Wang Qiang and Xie Yongming to follow him to leave their hometown, it was he who led those two people into the black coal mine, and it was he who broke the vow of the three people to be blessed and suffer together and live alone in this world.

Ye Cheng entered the ward, saw the picture on the hospital bed, and immediately took out the wooden box he carried with him, pointing at Song Jianyu and He Yang standing on the window sill.

"Police! The two of you are now suspected of endangering intentional homicide. Raise your hands and squat down!"

Song Jianyu ignored the warning sound behind him, walked towards the window on the west side, walked to a position one meter in front of He Yang, raised his hand and stretched out his palm at the person standing above, "I know, I know what you have gone through. What, you trust me once and I promise you, I will find a way to get them back."

He Yang looked at his red eyes and slowly shook his head, "It's too late."

The dead cannot be brought back again.

"He Yang don't want it!"

Song Jianyu rushed over, trying to catch the person who jumped off without hesitation.

Ye Cheng came up behind him and grabbed him, grabbed the struggling suspect to a safe place and handcuffed him.

There were screams from downstairs in the hospital. Qin Shiguan's police car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. When the screams came, he and Zhou Jianming had already rushed over at the same time.

"Disperse! Disperse!"

The panicked crowd was followed by the hospital security who heard the sound, and cooperated with the police to control the scene of the accident...

Ten minutes later, Ye Cheng stood in front of Zhou Jianming and reported to him what happened just now.

Qin Shiguan squatted in front of Song Jianyu and uncuffed his wrists.

"I could have saved him." The person sitting on the ground stared blankly at Qin Shiguan and said again, "It was my fault, wasn't it?"

He saved one person, but caused many more deaths.

Qin Shiguan couldn't answer this question.

He didn't know what he would do if he faced such a choice in his life.

He Yuping, who died on the hospital bed, had been taken away. Zhou Jianming learned all about the situation from Ye Cheng, opened the door of the ward and saw two people sitting face to face on the ground.

Zhou Jianming's gaze stayed on the empty handcuff in Qin Shiguan's palm for a moment, then he went forward and pulled Song Jianyu, who was currently a suspect, from the ground, and re-cuffed him with the handcuffs he carried.

"Xiao Qin, bring him into the bureau for interrogation. His condition is unknown and there is also a deceased person. According to Ye Cheng's account, the suspect who jumped off the building before may also be related to him."

Zhou Jianming reminded Qin Shiguan to be more sober. No matter how he knew this person or what relationship he had with this person, the premise was that it would not affect their handling of the case.

Song Jianyu refused to say a word when he entered the Criminal Investigation Brigade. Sitting in the interrogation room, the suspects took off their masks and hats as required.

The young man with his hands fixed on the table had red eyes, but he looked at Zhou Jianming fiercely like a wolf cub.

"Who is the person who died on the hospital bed?" Song Jianyu asked.

"Kid, please understand, we are here to interrogate you now. What does your name have to do with the person who jumped off the building in the ward." Zhou Jianming tapped his finger on the table to make the other party correct his attitude.

The word "jumping off a building" made Song Jianyu sneer. He sneered at Zhou Jianming, who was the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, and sneered, "What's the matter? Go and investigate, aren't you the police? Are you not the police? Your job? Why you can’t find anything, don’t you know why he jumped off the building? He died because of your incompetence!”

Song Jianyu's refusal to cooperate brought difficulties to the interrogation.

The person who refused to cooperate after several interrogations was soon forcibly fingerprinted and went directly to the internal network of the Public Security Bureau to obtain his personal information.

Before the information came out, Zhou Jianming called Qin Shiguan out.

There was a gazebo in the compound of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Zhou Jianming stood there and asked Qin Shiguan to explain.

"From the time you received the call and learned that the person carrying the dangerous wooden warehouse appeared at the hospital, to how you met the suspect in the interrogation room, tell me everything. I want to know everything without missing a word."

Qin Shiguan looked down at the colorful tiles under his feet, and said after a long time, "Brother-in-law, if one day someone in the world tells you that you didn't marry and have no children with my sister, and my sister died 24 years ago, What would you think?"

Zhou Jianming frowned so much that he was staring at Qin Shiguan who was talking nonsense, "Qin Shiguan! Have you been drinking? Look what you're talking nonsense now!"

"If... I said that if one day someone in the world asked you, would you choose to save my sister when she was in danger, or would you save countless people? Who would you choose to save when you could only choose one of the two?"

"Don't change the subject with me! This matter has nothing to do with your sister, and Qin Shiguan. What kind of metaphor are you talking about? Are you cursing your sister? Are you looking for a fight?"

Zhou Jianming clenched his fists angrily and wanted to hit her when he heard that his wife was being killed for a while and had to choose for a while.

"If you beat me up, you can help the people inside find the answer, then hit me."

Song Zongming received a call from the Public Security Bureau, saying that their son was arrested by the police on suspicion of intentional homicide, and asked his family members to rush to the Public Security Bureau to cooperate with the investigation.

The person who hung up the phone called Song Jianyu himself instead.

All the external items that Song Jianyu carried were searched and taken away before entering the interrogation room.

His mobile phone was placed on Ye Cheng's desk, and the bell rang three times. Ye Cheng looked at the words Song Zongming on the screen, and connected the phone, "Hello, this is Team [-] of the Criminal Investigation Brigade. Song Jianyu is now under arrest." He is being held here, and his family members are asked to come and verify the situation as soon as possible."

Song Zongming hung up the phone in a daze, still wondering if his ears heard something wrong.

"Whose phone is it?" Shi Hongmei asked him seeing his strange expression.

"The Public Security Bureau said that my son's cell phone is there. Let me go there. I'll drive there to see what's going on." Song Zongming didn't tell the truth. He told his wife before the matter was cleared up. It was just to let one more person Worry.

The person who took the car keys and the mobile phone to go out drove alone to the direction of the criminal investigation brigade that he said on the phone.

When passing a traffic light, Yi Renxin was adjusting the glasses on his face in the rearview mirror in a big white G next door.

After the green light ahead, the side-by-side vehicles turned at the next intersection and went to the criminal investigation team three kilometers away.

The big white G went on to pick up a person at the airport.

When Song Zongming sat in the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade listening to the police's explanation, and saw his haggard son in the monitoring room.

A flight from Yi City to Jinjiang has arrived and landed.

Wen Yan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the aviation building pushing his suitcase, watching the ups and downs of passenger planes outside the window.

"dad."

Yi Renxin, who had rushed to the airport, stood behind the other party and called out.