Police Chen Shu

The Type 92 pistol that was thrown on the ground had a shiny silver-gray metallic luster, which was very dazzling under the night light.

Seeing Aike Baier wanting to take it but not daring to take it, Chen Shu sneered and added some fuel: "Why don't you try again? Maybe another policeman will be killed, and then you will make a lot of money."

This is, trying to borrow a gun to kill someone!

What a lunatic!

Zhu Yiba's body suddenly stiffened, his pupils slowly opened wide, and he stared at the Type 92 pistol that Chen Shu deliberately left in the hands of the Klings, with an expression of disbelief.

As a special agent who has served on special missions in the border defense of Yun Province, he has come and gone over the years. What scenes and characters have he not seen before?

But at this time, Zhu Yiba could not imagine that the deputy captain, who was always cheerful in the unit, had such a crazy side in private.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Chen Shu thoughtfully kicked the handle of the gun with his boot, bringing it closer to Aikbal's intact left hand.

This service has been achieved to the extreme, and guests should have no reason to refuse.

Aikbal, who had given up resistance, could not hide the shock and surprise on his face. Looking at the policeman standing next to him with a stern look and deep eyes, he was speechless for a long time.

But after a moment, he showed a relieved expression.

"Chen Shu, you are Chen Shu, you are Chen Shu." Aikbal cast his gaze towards the night sky, feeling a sense of unreality and powerlessness as if he were in a dream, "No wonder, no wonder. Abdul and I came all the way from NJ I came here just to find you. Finally I found you, but the result was still the same as those guys we laughed at. Unfortunately, we still failed miserably."

Chen Shu was not surprised by the purpose of the two people who came from abroad, and did not want to delve deeper.

He just follows his own pace and hopes that the other party will respect his pace and do what needs to be done.

Chen Shu pointed to the pistol lying quietly on the ground, and kindly reminded: "Aike Bayer, except for your mouth, your left hand is also intact."

silence.

There was deathly silence on the rooftop.

Aikbal's eyes gradually solidified, and he muttered "teacher", "entering heaven", "Ana", "Apa" in his mouth. Then he struggled to sit up and tremblingly reached out to take the bag on the ground. Type 92 pistol.

Gurgling, Zhu Yiba swallowed hard, as if there was a big lump stuck in his throat, preventing him from making even the slightest sound.

Silver light flashed.

Zhi!

Blood spurts out!

When Aikbyr's left hand could barely grasp the handle of the gun, Chen Shu pulled out the police dagger from the tactical vest on his chest and put it against Aikbyr's throat. Without any hesitation, he finished with a single stroke. The other person’s life.

Akbar's eyes were widened, his throat was twisting, and he wanted to breathe, but only streams of blood spewed out of his mouth and throat. His body couldn't help twitching, and he was struggling with ten fingers tightly strangling his neck. The expression on his face was one of pain and despair.

However, it can only make a grunting sound.

Eventually, he fell to the ground, reduced to a lifeless pile of carbohydrates like his companions.

At this moment, Zhu Yiba, who was watching the whole process, did not feel that it was an exaggeration. Instead, he felt relieved and felt relieved. He agreed with Chen Shu's actions and reconciled with himself.

I just feel that if this happens again, he will no longer hesitate.

Floating in my heart, the guilt for the comrades who died because of my carelessness, and the regret for allowing the criminals to escape death, all disappeared at this moment.

Maybe he still can't shoot at people, maybe he still can't point the gun at people, but he has found a new target and a new direction.

Oh, it's not Chen Shu, it could be Chen Shu. Anyway, his police dagger will no longer be an ordinary ornament in the mouth of ordinary policemen.

Zhu Yiba originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but before the words came out, he shook his head mockingly and swallowed the words in his mouth. How could a decisive and decisive person like Chen Shu need the comfort of a loser like him who would flee to the corners of China when encountering setbacks?

After this battle, the two of them stood on the rooftop. They didn't know who was the one who had fought from the sea of ​​corpses and blood mountains on the border. Zhu Yiba felt a little melancholy. He stood next to the two corpses and smoked a cigarette. Although the blood around his feet was bleeding all over the floor, he didn't feel any discomfort.

With some emotion and explanation, he said: "I basically use a gun to kill people from a long distance. I really have never used a knife once. I didn't expect it to be like this even when I was watching from the side. Stimulate"

The quiet Chen Shu stood on the rooftop, looking at the troop transport vehicle that was speeding away with the siren blaring, and remained silent.

This feeling is just like what Yu Maiken, the captain of the special investigation team, said when he was in NJ: We carry the souls of the dead and live together.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth. It was lonely and unlit, just like the straw that Yumaike always held in his mouth. One end was firmly imprisoned and could not move at all, and the other end could only float in the air. Squeaking and struggling alone.

At this moment, Chen Shu lost all his strength and courage.

Although he couldn't see what he looked like at this time, he might be a little embarrassed, but that guy Yumaken should look like Chen Shu. Thinking of this, he suddenly missed singing songs with the members of the special reconnaissance team in the wilderness of NJ. A night spent dancing.

The bonfire, the wood kept burning, getting more and more prosperous.

But in the dark night, it seemed very small.

But, it's always on.

When he went downstairs, at the lighting area, Zhu Yiba found that the clothes on Chen Shu's left arm had a big tear, and it was soaked with deep red blood.

At Zhu Yiba's reminder, Chen Shu turned around and realized that he had been stabbed several times in his arm. He tried to swing his arm up and walk around, but he felt a heartbreaking pain when he could barely lift it.

I took off my clothes and inspected it. My dear, there were two wounds close to 10cm on the left arm. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the bones were visible deep down. If he hadn't been wearing a body armor, he might have died by now.

Thinking about Xu Mingliang who was sent to the hospital, Chen Shu ignored the injury and put his coat back on, pretending he hadn't seen him.

Zhu Yiba wanted to speak, but was stopped by the deep look in his eyes. Once you die, nothing matters anymore.

Chen Shu took Zhu Yiba and Chen Chuan who came over and walked out, leaving the scene to the criminal investigation detachment to clean up and finish up.

In the car, Chen Chuan learned about Xu Mingliang's situation, and the most talkative man in the entire brigade fell silent.

Chen Shu sat in the passenger seat, rolled down the window and blew in the cold wind.

Zhu Yiba drove the car so fast that when turning, the car body swayed slightly with the curve.

And when he turned a corner, he was surprised by a man who had gotten up for jogging in the early morning.

The man stopped, pointed at the taillight of the car and cursed angrily: "I'm going to kill you! Hurry up and reincarnate! Die early and reincarnate early, don't delay others!"

The voice was long and flowing, and he was obviously very frightened.

Chen Shu tightened his coat, his injured arm was cold, and said: "Zhu Yiba, drive slowly."

Zhu Yiba stepped on the brakes and said hesitantly: "Chen Da, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to catch up with Lao Xu for the last time."

Can there be one last time?

Chen Shu was silent, and the car immediately started flying on the road again. (End of chapter)