District 9

Not even half a minute after Wu Wensheng fell, Brother Xiao’s car arrived at the scene. When the driver saw three people lying on the road, he immediately hit the brakes.

Brother Xiao lowered the window, glanced outside, and saw Wu Wensheng's face clearly through the bright car lights.

"Dead?" Dahuang said with surprised eyes.

Brother Xiao hesitated for a moment, then immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Don't stop the car, chase forward, hurry up."

The driver came to his senses and immediately slammed the accelerator, squeezing the right side of the road and chasing forward.

About three or four minutes later, Qi Lin arrived at the scene panting, and immediately noticed the three people lying on the ground.

After being stunned for a moment, Qi Lin stepped forward and after carefully identifying the three corpses, he also recognized Wu Wensheng who died tragically.

"Who killed him?" The young man following Qi Lin asked with a shocked expression: "Shouldn't someone pick him up?"

Qi Lin looked at Wu Wensheng's body and replied solemnly: "There are too many people who want him to die."

After saying that, Qi Lin picked up the walkie-talkie on his collar, turned around and walked to the side and shouted: "Second brother, Wu Wensheng is dead."

"What? Dead?" Ma Laoer replied in a surprised voice: "Why did you die? Xiao Yu said he wanted to live."

"I didn't do it..." Qi Lin stood on the roadside and explained to Ma Laoer in a low voice.

A few minutes later, the roar of the car's motor sounded, and the modified pickup truck returned from the front. Qi Lin frowned and pushed the safety of his hand with his right thumb.

The car door popped open, and Brother Xiao jumped out with pigtails: "He was beaten to death by the person who responded, and the person was in a car."

Qi Lin looked at Brother Xiao expressionlessly: "I seem to have seen you before, in Jiangzhou."

Brother Xiao sniffed: "That's another matter, it has nothing to do with this."

Qi Lin was silent when he heard the sound.

"We all do our own jobs in Jiangzhou." Brother Xiao lowered his head to inspect Wu Wensheng's body and added softly: "But this time, we are on the same side."

Qi Lin closed his hand and pressed the insurance: "You didn't catch up?"

"Look at the tires on my car." Brother Xiao responded succinctly.

Qi Lin raised his head when he heard the sound and carefully scanned the pickup truck, only to find that the front tires on the left and right sides were all flat.

"This was a premeditated attempt to kill Wu Wensheng." Brother Xiao stood up and replied, "The road was paved with barbs to block traffic. My two run-flat tires broke when I put them on them... I couldn't catch up."

"Just one car?" Qi Lin asked.

"Yes." Brother Xiao nodded: "Maybe someone doesn't want Wu Wensheng to return to Songjiang for trial."

"...I guessed it." Qi Lin frowned and cursed: "It's just two steps away."

"It's much worse." Brother Xiao retorted without hesitation: "If the opponent can kill him here, they can kill him elsewhere. I guess he hasn't been killed before, and the opponent probably wants to use his hand to get revenge. This way."

Qi Lin considered it for a long time and nodded: "That's right."

Brother Xiao lowered his head and picked up a handful of white snow, rubbed his hands vigorously and said: "There will be too many people for a while, and it will be inconvenient for me to stay here. Tell that Qin Yu that he should thank me."

"Thank you for what?" Qi Lin was stunned.

"This stupid kid has been trying to catch me, but I kept handing him evidence on the road." Brother Xiao sneered and said: "Without me, would he have been able to get the evidence that the Wu Wensheng family was selling guns so smoothly? He owes me a favor. .”

Qi Lin came back to his senses: "I will bring the words to him."

"Come here, come here and help us change the tire." Brother Xiao greeted.

Qi Lin hesitated briefly and shouted: "Please help me."

…

Ten minutes later.

Ma Laoer hurried to the scene, looked at Wu Wensheng who was lying upright on the ground with a pale face, and suddenly cursed silently: "Fuck, he's cold, how can we deal with him?"

"The people around Wu Wensheng want to kill him, who can prevent him?" Qi Lin frowned and responded: "We have tried our best, so we can say whatever we need to say."

Ma Laoer stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek, and shouted helplessly: "Okay, don't even look at him, and take him away quickly."

Qi Lin heard the sound and stepped forward: "Where is Wu Xiong?"

"Run away." Ma Laoer frowned and replied: "The road in the living area was too messy, and there were people around him. I chased him for two or three kilometers, but in the end I couldn't hold him down."

"Wu Wensheng is already dead, and I feel like he won't live long." Qi Lin took a very open-minded view: "Forget it, it's too chaotic here, let's evacuate as soon as possible."

"Come on, clean up." Ma Laoer clapped his hands and shouted at everyone.

…

It's about three o'clock in the morning.

In the garrison hospital, the lights in the emergency rooms on the second, fourth and sixth floors were all on, and several nurses were trotting back and forth pushing various equipment and medicines.

Lobby.

Li Si led Qin Yu and others, who were on crutches, and walked towards the stairs with rapid strides. They had just arrived at Changji, and the train they took was still transporting coal and minerals, because there were no passenger trains running at this time.

At the entrance of the stairs, a sergeant saw Old Li and came down to greet him: "Are you Si Li?"

"Yes." Li Si asked with an urgent expression: "Which floor is my nephew on?"

"On the sixth floor."

"He...how is he doing?" Li Si asked with a trembling voice.

"The doctor hasn't come out, and I'm not very clear about the specific situation." The sergeant responded softly: "But I heard from the nurse that he sent it relatively promptly. The helicopter dispatched by our central control room went over to pull the person back. There is blood plasma on the road... the person should be able to survive."

When Lao Li heard this, he relaxed slightly and grabbed the sergeant's wrist very politely: "Thank you."

"Thank you, thank you. President Wang said, our leaders must be punished if they disobey orders." The sergeant smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "This way."

"Okay, okay." Old Li nodded and followed the sergeant upstairs.

…

Ten minutes later, at the door of the emergency room.

When Lao Li was anxiously walking back and forth in the corridor, the personal attendant who came with him came up and said: "A police sergeant from Anping District in Changji has arrived at the hospital. He wants to see you. He wants to see you. Let me explain to you what happened..."

Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and cursed in extremely vulgar words: "Explanation is a b*tch, it's all their fault!"

The attendant heard the sound and did not dare to answer.

Lao Li took another two steps with a sullen face, looked at Qin Yu with his hands behind his back and said, "Go handle this matter."

"good."

Qin Yu nodded and turned around, shouting to Qi Lin, Ma Laoer, and Zhu Wei: "You guys come down with me."

…

In the courtyard.

The police sergeant who had previously received Lao Mao, Zhu Wei and others at the Anping Superintendent, held the phone with a very ugly expression and said: "Geez, what are you doing? Either you kill people on the spot, or you kill them." Tied up. You said...the half-dead transport was brought back to the garrison. How do you want me to pick it up? How can I explain it to Songjiang? Yes, the deputy director got angry and said that you are in Taizhuang The superintendent's job is all rubbish, and he can't even do anything that he understands well... Okay, stop beeping, wait for my call, and prepare to find someone to take the blame."

After saying that, the police sergeant opened the car door and walked out with his three colleagues.

At the main entrance of the hospital, Qin Yu leaned on a crutch with an expressionless face, leading Ma Laoer, Qi Lin, Zhu Wei and more than a dozen people to come towards him.

"Hello, are you from Songjiang? I am the Anping District Police Superintendent, Team 2..." The police chief stepped forward and stretched out his palm neatly.

"Bang!"

Qin Yu put a crutch under his arm, pulled the police chief over with one hand, and punched him in the face.

"What are you doing?" The police officer behind became anxious and pointed at Qin Yu and shouted.

"What?!" Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, turned around and shouted: "Come on, tell him what we are going to do."

"Hooraa!"

More than a dozen people swarmed up in an instant, pulling three police officers to the ground and kicking them violently.