Police Detective

However, the man on the fifth floor had a good attitude, and he was probably a timid and introverted person. Bai Song didn't say much, and took Sanmi directly to the sixth floor with this man.

The home on the sixth floor has a very old decoration style, which is the most common double-door layout.

Outside, there is an iron door that opens outwards. The main frame is made of angle tubes, steel bars and iron wires. The whole is hollow. Inside is a yellow-green wooden door. The door was dirty and broken. Bai Song strongly suspected that the door was about the same age as him, and it was probably that the door had not been wiped since it was installed.

Bai Song's uniform was not very clean. Not many police officers in the police station had clean clothes. After all, they were doing dirty and messy work at the lowest level every day, so Bai Song didn't pay much attention and knocked on the door directly.

Half pay, no one answered.

"Is there no one there?" Bai Song asked the man on the fifth floor.

"Maybe he went out?" The man on the fifth floor said uncertainly, "No, can I try knocking on the door?"

"Forget it, I'll do it." Bai Song knocked hard on the door.

After another half minute or so, Bai Song and others were about to leave, and the wooden door inside opened.

There are no lights in the house.

It was around nine o'clock in the morning in the middle of summer. It was very bright, but there was almost no light in the room. It seemed like curtains were drawn everywhere.

As the inner door opened, Bai Song could roughly see what was inside through the iron door, and a musty smell hit his face.

The smell of white pine is quite familiar, but it's just a simple moldy smell that's barely bearable.

The man behind him smelled this smell, his expression changed, and he quickly took a few steps back. The corridor was already narrow, and when he stepped back, he squeezed three meters behind.

"What's up?"

Only then did Bai Song see the appearance of the person inside. It looked like he was in his 50s. His hair was as messy as the golden eagle's lair. His appearance was not very obvious in this light, but his voice sounded very uncomfortable. , it seems like he hasn’t spoken for a long time.

"Your living room is leaking, and the ceiling downstairs is flooded. Can I go in and have a look?"

After Bai Song finished speaking, about five seconds later, the man in the room nodded, turned around slowly, turned on the light at the door, and walked in, "Come in."

Bai Song doubted that this so-called lamp was the same age as this door.

The incandescent lamp, which was covered with a thick layer of dirt, struggled to release its own light, making it familiar to the bright white pine, and it was barely possible to see that this was an aisle.

Opening the iron door outward, Bai Song stepped in in one step.

The man in front walked very slowly. Bai Song quickly adapted to the dim light and looked down at the road.

The things in the house were in perfect harmony with the dark environment and the overall atmosphere. Bai Song could not imagine how people could live in this environment. It was extremely difficult to walk on the ground and there was no place to put his feet.

Bai Song looked at the ground, then at the man in front of him, his eyes focused.

What is in his hand!

Bai Song held his breath and stood two meters behind the man. He suddenly saw the knife.

A machete, a machete almost 30 centimeters long!

At this moment, Bai Song suddenly calmed down. He was not nervous or afraid at all. With adrenaline soaring, Bai Song instantly made the right choice - to retreat.

Originally, Bai Song only took two steps in and withdrew in one step.

Perhaps Bai Song's movements were too fast. The man immediately noticed Bai Song's departure and immediately turned around. He was stunned for less than half a second and rushed towards Bai Song.

When the man downstairs saw this scene, he immediately retreated and pushed Sanmi out.

He was blocked for three meters and didn't know what was going on. He quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs and wanted to step forward to help.

Before he reached three meters, the man with shaggy hair rushed over.

Bai Song didn't even remember that he was carrying a gun at this time. In fact, it was too late to remember at this time. Bai Song pulled the iron door through and resisted it tightly.

The shaggy-haired man suddenly hit the iron door, and the door was pushed open by a gap of more than ten centimeters. Bai Song pushed it back hard.

After losing the first momentum, the man inside the room tried to rush a few more times, but still couldn't push away.

Although he has some strength, he is still far behind Bai Song's figure. After three or five times, he can't even open any cracks.

At this moment, Sanmi ran over and helped Bai Song hold up the door.

The man in the house seemed to be even more irritable, and he cut down the door with a knife.

After a few cuts, the barbed wire fence was broken. If you cut it a few more times, you might be able to cut off the barbed wire fence and stretch out your hand.

Bai Song no longer hesitated at this moment and took out his gun directly, "Don't move!"

Bai Song practices this action often. Every time he goes to the shooting range or shooting place to practice, Bai Song will practice this action. The reason for this is that in Southern Xinjiang Province, Captain Fang's action of drawing a gun really impressed Bai Song. Bai Song didn't have many opportunities to practice, but he still learned it well.

Bai Song could tell at this time that this man did not want to attack the policeman and had no grudge against him. The reason for this could only be that he was a severe mental patient.

Mental illness is not uncommon in Bai Song. Mental problems such as paranoid schizophrenia and severe depression are emerging in modern people. However, there are still very few people with such violent tendencies. Bai Song is not sure whether threats with guns are effective. If not, Bai Song will decisively use sprays and other police. Machined.

Fortunately, people have an instinctive fear of firearms, so the man holding the knife hesitated immediately.

After hesitating for a while, Bai Song began to persuade. The man gradually calmed down and put down the knife.

Bai Song saw the man put down the knife, opened the door decisively, and stepped on the knife.

The man was in a depressed state and immediately became manic again, but Bai Song would not give him a chance at this time. He grabbed the man's stretched out hand, turned it in the opposite direction, and then hit the man with his left elbow as he was about to reach out. The man was in pain when he came over with his right hand. Bai Song tripped with his foot and the man fell to the ground.

At this time, Sanmi followed Bai Song and rushed into the narrow corridor, helping Bai Song control the man. No matter how strong the man was, Bai Song still handcuffed him.

This type of mental patient usually has great strength, which is difficult for ordinary people to control, but has average endurance. After the energy in the body is released, he will become weak. In addition, he has been handcuffed and pressed by three meters, unable to move.

Bai Song was not worried. He picked up a strong flashlight and entered the house to check.

First, he checked the place where the water was seeping. Bai Song resisted his nausea and entered the bedroom. He looked around, but he still couldn't find the cause of the water seepage.