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Fang Ze said politely, turned around and was about to leave, just in time to see a man walking slowly across the street.

The two looked at each other, and the man also stopped in his tracks.

"Isn't that him?" The boss pointed at the man and said after seeing the man.

At this moment, the man seemed to realize that something was wrong, and turned around and ran away!

"Song Liang!"

Luo Bixin let out a soft drink.

This voice made the man's feet feel windy, and he ran faster!

Luo Bixin immediately chased after him.

Fang Ze didn't move. After walking out of the store, an image quickly flashed in his mind.

That is a three-dimensional map of two kilometers near Changming Street.

According to the direction Song Liang was fleeing from, he would bump into people from other groups within two minutes.

On the left is a residential area with more than a dozen buildings.

If Song Liang ran there, such an open area would be caught soon.

On the right is a group of old low-rise buildings with complex terrain and many alleys.

The subconscious under the panic...

After thinking for two seconds, Fang Ze walked into the alley on the right without hesitation.

Only the shop owner with a bewildered expression was left behind.

What's the situation...

owe money? Or arrest?

...

"Stop! Don't run!"

Luo Bixin tried his best to catch up, but Song Liang's speed seemed to be faster than her, and it was impossible to catch up if it continued like this.

...

"Hello, have you seen this person?"

"No."

...

Ding Chunqiu was still asking from house to house, but he seemed to hear something in the distance.

At this moment, the intercom rang.

"Team Ding, I'm Luo Bixin! The suspect is running towards you!"

After hearing the voice from the intercom, Ding Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, then turned around immediately, and said while running: "Everyone! Take action!"

In an instant, the walkie-talkie of the group police officers rang and received the exact location of the suspect.

After receiving the order, everyone quickly gathered around.

The original scattered search suddenly shrunk at this moment, covering the entire Changming Street like a big net!

"Song Liang! Stop!"

Ding Chunqiu turned around an alley, just in time to hear Luo Bixin's shout, and also saw Song Liang rushing towards him.

Facing the major suspect who caused the Tianju Hotel massacre, Ding Chunqiu decisively took out his pistol, and said coldly: "Stop, don't move!"

Song Liang's footsteps stopped abruptly. He looked at the residential building on the left, then turned his head and entered the narrow alley on the right.

Ding Chunqiu's expression changed slightly, he put away his gun and gave chase.

"Attention everyone, block all passages of old-style residential buildings, and arrest people on the spot if you see them!"

Ding Chunqiu switched on the walkie-talkie while running and shouted.

"receive!"

...

Song Liang panted heavily. Although he was already very tired, his desire to survive did not slow down his speed in any way.

No matter who encounters this kind of predicament, they will do their best.

Once caught, it is not as simple as going to jail!

There is a small intersection ahead, as long as you rush out of here, you can enter the busy city, maybe you can take advantage of the chaos to leave!

Looking at the light in front of him, Song Liang gritted his teeth, and the explosive potential increased his running speed again.

Behind him, Luo Bixin, Ding Chunqiu and others chased after him.

"Stop and don't run!"

"If you run again, I'll shoot you!"

Song Liang didn't care, sweating profusely.

On the other side, Fang Ze stamped out his cigarette and appeared in the middle of the intersection slowly.

He turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and just quietly looked at Song Liang who was getting closer.

Seeing a person suddenly appearing in front of him, Song Liang was shocked and shouted angrily, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way for me!"

Fang Ze didn't move.

"Policemen?"

Song Liang reacted immediately and took out a knife.

"court death!"

Rushing in front of Fang Ze, Song Liang mercilessly stabbed Fang Ze in the chest.

"careful!"

"Facial team be careful!"

The voices of Ding Chunqiu and Luo Bixin came at the same time.

Fang Ze blinked, watching the sharp blade gradually enlarge in his sight.

He turned slightly sideways, and the knife in Song Liang's hand almost slashed across his chest.

The next moment, Fang Ze moved suddenly, his body turned rapidly, and his right trousers rustled under the strong wind caused by the speed.

boom!

Fang Ze's right leg, like a whip, lashed hard at Song Liang, who was still standing still, causing the latter's body to fly upside down and hit the wall next to him heavily.

Song Liang fell from the wall and groaned in pain.

He struggled to get up, but couldn't get up.

Ding Chunqiu arrived at this time, several people rushed up, pinned down Song Liang firmly, and put handcuffs on him.

After finishing all this, Ding Chunqiu turned around and looked at Fang Ze in admiration.

"Fang team, awesome! This skill and strength can't be cultivated in ten or eight years, right?"

At this moment, he finally knew why the other party was an instructor during the special police training at that time.

Luo Bixin and others also came over, looking at Fang Ze while panting, with a surprised expression.

They have all learned grappling and grappling, so they naturally know how difficult Fang Ze's movements and strength are to exercise just now.

Could it be that the other party has practiced martial arts since childhood?

Fang Ze moved his shoulders and said with a smile: "I haven't moved for a while, and I'm quite rusty."

...

Chapter 51 Search of Song Liang's House

Luo Bixin suddenly realized that the longer he spent with Fang Ze, the more he couldn't see through this person.

Calm, wise, with thinking and observation far beyond ordinary people.

These traits seem to be seen only in intellectuals, but Fang Ze is not only that, he is also proficient in firearms and fighting.

Such a criminal policeman can be said to be a criminal's nightmare.

"You! You are overly enforcing the law! I want to sue you!"

At this time, several people set up Song Liang, who stared at Fang Ze closely and spoke angrily.

The unsteady appearance seemed to be likely to fall to the ground again at any time, it seemed that Fang Ze's attack was indeed not light.

"Be honest!" Ding Chunqiu turned around and shouted.

Fang Ze looked at Song Liang, smiled lightly and said, "Being involved in a murder case, resisting arrest with a knife, and intending to attack the police, I'll save you by not shooting."

"If you are not convinced, you can sue me. If there is no way out, I can find a lawyer for you."

"You..." Song Liang stared at Fang Ze, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice, "What murder case, I don't know what you are talking about!"

All the police officers around stared at Song Liang coldly.

The other party ran away when he saw the police, and he carried the murder weapon with him. Even if it really had nothing to do with the case, he was definitely not clean.

It is really infuriating to be arrested at this moment and still speak wild words.

Fang Ze is used to it. He has seen too many similar criminals. He said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense, where do you live?"

Song Liang lowered his head slightly, refusing to answer the question.

Fang Ze said: "Don't waste time, do you want me to press you to various districts and let others identify you?"

Hearing these words, Song Liang's face changed slightly.

In that case, it would be a shame to lose face.

At his age, he still needs to save face. Even though he might never come out again after going in this time, he still doesn't want to be judged by others.

Finally, Song Liang said the house number of the community.

Fang Ze waved his hand and said, "Captain Ding, take it back for interrogation, and the rest will follow me."

"it is good."

Ding Chunqiu nodded, then escorted Song Liang and left the place.

...

Five minutes later, Fang Ze and others came to Song Liang's rental room.

Pushing open the door, a musty smell came over the face, making Luo Bixin who was following behind couldn't help frowning.

"How long has it been since the room was cleaned?"

Luo Bixin complained.

"If it were you, and you still have the mind to clean the room, and you are not a clean freak, it would be nice if you could live in it."

Fang Ze chuckled, and entered the room while talking.

"Everyone search separately, and don't let go of any clues related to this case." Fang Ze turned his head and ordered.

"Yes, Team Fang."

All the police officers nodded, then put on their gloves and started busy.

Stepping up to the computer desk, Fang Ze took a look at the unclosed game and the cigarette packs on the table, and said, "It seems that I ran out of cigarettes while playing the game. I wanted to go downstairs to buy it, but I happened to bump into us."

Luo Bixin nodded, then curled his lips and said, "Are you smokers so addicted to cigarettes?"

Hearing this, Fang Ze spread his hands and said, "Don't drag me, smoking is harmful to your health. I usually smoke very little, and I don't have a habit of smoking, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"When arresting people, or when the case hits a bottleneck."