Chapter 177 Edmund Dantes (forty-eight)

"Captain Luo, twenty minutes ago, the surveillance at the entrance of a nearby national highway showed that there were about a dozen vehicles heading for the destination, suspected to be suspects."

"Team Luo, Xiao Haiyang and Lang Qiao are nearby. I put them on standby, but now they can't get in touch..."

Luo Wenzhou: "How far is it?"

"Coming soon, the drone is in place—"

"Wen Zhou," Lu Youliang suddenly whispered on the phone, "I approved this matter today, and it was also my idea. If something goes wrong, I..."

"Captain Luo, there are bloodstains and traces of suspected fire near the factory building, but Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang were not seen."

Luo Wenzhou closed his eyes and interrupted Bureau Lu: "It wasn't you, Uncle Lu, I know, that bastard Fei Du arranged it. He also told you to hide it from me, so I can guess that."

As soon as Lu Bureau thought about Fei Du's eloquent "sincere heart" before he left, he was so filled with words that he was silent for a while before he said, "...I asked him why, He's not telling the truth - why?"

The whistling wind and the siren sounded in unison, and the headlights were woven under the black cauldron-like sky, playing far away in the empty and desolate seaside.

Luo Wenzhou's throat moved slightly: "Because of Zhu Feng."

Lu Youliang: "What?"

"Because Zhu Feng, Yang Xin, Master... Fu Jiahui, these people are different from Zhang chūnling and other wanted criminals, they are not conspicuous, many of them have done things that are not even criminal, and they can turn around and find a place to hide. They don't look any different from ordinary people - but they are like post-war mines, if they don't detonate safely, they will cause endless damage. So there has to be a 'lead'."

Zhang Chūn was arrested for a long time, Zhang Chūn Ling was wanted, and the Chūn Lai Group was already at the end of the game.

In the past year, the entire chūnlai group has been weakened continuously, and even now it has fallen apart. Zhang Chūnling’s identity has been exposed, and he is on the way to escape, and it is easy for people to mix in with the reciters. Fan Siyuan can silently rob Fei Du. A proof - it's not difficult to make Zhang chūnling die unnaturally. At that time, this group of terrifying "justice judges" will retreat and sink into the ground silently. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find them.

The "lead" that detonated them must give them a greater sense of crisis, and it must be able to fill the hatred they have vacated and nowhere to put - at such a time, what could be better than a behind-the-scenes mastermind "What's more a reason for them to revel?

Fei Du detained Zhang Donglai not only to arrest Zhang Chunling and lure out the reciters, but I am afraid that he was also preparing to quickly intensify the conflict between the two sides. If they were caught in a net like this, all those caught would be "underworld members who illegally possess guns." ", no one can escape...

Fei Du, this lunatic!

The "madman" calculated and calculated, I don't know if he had calculated that he was dying.

He has a movable metal ring around his neck, and the other end of the metal ring is attached to the neck of the unconscious vegetative Fei Chengyu. Under the force of bào, he kept quiet for a short time, and finally there is no chance to "bewitch the crowd" again. .

Three or four gun muzzles were aimed at him at the same time, and a gun was placed on the back of his head, ensuring that a slight movement of the wind would make him a sieve.

Fei Du couldn't straighten his back a little, and leaned against the muzzle of the gun—the hand holding the gun behind his back was very steady, and he leaned on him without moving, but the texture was a little hard and uncomfortable.

He couldn't open his mouth, so he blinked at Zhang chūnling who had "fallen from the sky", and there was a hint of teasing in those red eyes soaked in cold sweat, as if he felt that Zhang chūnling was going to pinch at this time. It's very interesting to keep him on the nose.

Zhang chūnling didn't care about him, he glanced at Fei Chengyu, the "corpse" without human appearance, and fell directly on Fan Siyuan.

For some reason, the moment Fan Siyuan saw Zhang Chunling, his hand on the wheelchair suddenly trembled.

Zhang chūnling said coldly, "I heard that you want to see me, I'm here."

"Zhang chūnling." Fan Siyuan put the name in his mouth and chewed it back and forth three times. His eyes, which were clouded by the disease, shone with a brightness that almost returned to the light, and it seemed like two fires were burning inside.

Fei Du watched with cold eyes, and suddenly had an illusion. He felt that at this moment, he saw a human breath in this man.

Strange to say, Zhang Chūnling was actually a stagnant dog at the end of the road. He was negligent for a while, and was caught by Fei Du, making him the biggest loser in this game of "black eat black". From the point of view of the reciter, in any case, it should be Fei Du, the "take-all" who is more dangerous and more "vicious". But Fan Siyuan said that Fei Du was "terrible", but he didn't show enough respect for him as "terrifying", and he was still able to play tricks in front of him with ease.

On the contrary, when facing Zhang Chunling, who seemed to be "not worth mentioning", he actually lost his temper.

Neither gods nor evil spirits can lose their way, only human beings can.

Fan Siyuan's skinny back was drawn into a bow, his neck leaned forward, and he spoke in a complicated and almost empty tone: "Fifteen years ago, on National Highway 327, there was a man named Lu Guosheng. The unemployed youth, together with a man and a woman, killed three passing drivers in a row, and disappeared mysteriously after being wanted by the police, and you took him in."

Zhang chūnling's cheeks twitched: "Thirteen years ago, a criminal psychologist who was obsessed with murder killed six people in a row and was secretly hunted down by the police. I also took him in. I fed him bones and gave him a nest. Now, he's coming to bite me back."

Fan Siyuan's followers showed their anger as if their faith had been blasphemed, but "Faith" himself was untouched. Fan Siyuan didn't seem to hear what Zhang Chūnling said: "Lu Guosheng was hiding in the Louvre, and he accidentally left fingerprints, which attracted the attention of the police. , the police added a reward to search for his whereabouts, and received more than 20 whistle-blower calls in a week. Some whistleblowers were convincing, but no matter how fast the police rushed, they all found nothing-because you have a pair of tip-offs in the city bureau. the 'eyes' of information."

"A policeman became suspicious. After the case was put on hold, he began to investigate privately and followed the clues to the Louvre... But at the critical moment of investigation and evidence collection, he chose the wrong partner and trusted the wrong person."

"There is this matter," Zhang chūnling said calmly. "We were forced to abandon the Louvre. I remember that the troubled policeman seemed to be calling..."

Xiao Haiyang, who was eavesdropping at the end of the secret passage, clenched his fist tightly, and suddenly moved forward without saying a word.

Lang Qiao was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after him. While dragging Xiao Haiyang desperately, he took out his communication equipment and planned to contact support. Who would have guessed when he looked at his mobile phone and found that there was no signal underground!

No wonder her phone goes off so much!

Lang Qiao's hair stood on end, Xiao Haiyang had already reached the entrance of the secret passage if he didn't pay attention. Then, he suddenly took a step back and retracted himself. Lang Qiao was a little strange, carefully followed his gaze, and immediately covered his mouth - no one told her that the "hostage" was actually Fei Du!

How did Fei Du get involved?

Why is he here?

What is he gān here?

What's the situation now?

Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang exchanged glances for a moment - however, the communication was neither effective nor tacit, only to find that the other party was just as clueless as himself.

The next moment, a bullet slammed towards Fei Du, the hearts of the two young men suddenly tightened, Lang Qiao almost rushed out - the bullet and Fei Du passed by, shockingly, Zhang chūnling looked more They were still nervous.

The moment Fan Siyuan fired, Zhang Chunling's shoulders tensed, and everyone behind him raised their guns at Fan Siyuan in the wheelchair, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"You are not allowed to call him his name." Fan Siyuan's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "you are not allowed to call him!"

When he warned Fei Du not to mention "Gu Zhao", it was cold and ritualistic. It seems that Gu Zhao is a tablet hanging high on a niche, a symbol, sacred and inviolable in theory, and he guards it out of duty.

But at this time, facing Zhang Chūnling, his anti-sheath nerves that had been numb for many years seemed to suddenly recover. Fan Siyuan was like a man who had just woken up from a long hibernation. The indestructible ice wrapped around him was cracked inch by inch, suppressing Years of grief and indignation reawakened, faded and unreal memories revived, a vibrato in his throat.

Lang Qiao pushed Xiao Haiyang, made a "Luo" mouth at him, showed him the cell phone that had no signal, and gestured to him with his eyes - I'm watching here, you go out and find Team Luo and the others.

Xiao Haiyang shook his head solemnly.

Lang Qiao glared at him—not the time to be a hero!

Xiao Haiyang made a gesture to her, and shook his head again—Lang Qiao understood what he meant, the little glasses said, he just rushed in with his head down, the terrain here is too complicated, he can’t find it after going out .

Lang Qiao: "..."

Xiao Haiyang pointed to Lang Qiao, then to himself, showing his thumb and nodding, meaning "you go, I'll stay here and watch, I'm measured, don't worry".

Lang Qiao couldn't rest assured, but at this time there was no other way, she could see that, if there was a delay for a second, something unimaginable might happen.

Lang Qiao gritted her teeth and shoved her amulet—the phone with a broken screen into Xiao Haiyang’s hand, then turned around and drilled out of the secret passage.

Fan Siyuan's accusation continues: "...the informants...the rubbish betrayed him, scrambled to give perjury, his good brothers, good friends, all silent, no one spoke for him, no one To avenge him, a mere 500,000 yuan and a fingerprint film that can be copied everywhere, they found him guilty, his file was sealed, and his name was erased..."

Zhang chūnling was untouched: "This is the police's problem, you can't put it on my head."

"You're right, this is an indifferent and useless police officer," Fan Siyuan said. "If I want to destroy you all, I can only choose this path."

A pervert like Zhang Chūn-ling, after hearing this, he couldn't help but wonder for a moment: "You killed people and ruined yourself, just to sneak in and investigate me?"

Fan Siyuan said coldly: "I kill all the people who should be killed."

The woman beside Fan Siyuan didn't know why, and subconsciously looked down at Fei Du. Unexpectedly, she met Fei Du's eyes. Fei Du's eyes were calm and clear, like a mirror that could shine into her heart. The woman couldn't bear it for a while. Shun felt angry and frowned, but Fei Du rolled his eyes and smiled silently at her.

"The wasteland in Binhai is filled with unjust souls. From more than 30 years ago to now, countless people have been killed by you." Fan Siyuan suddenly raised his head, "Zhang chūnling, do you plead guilty?"

Zhang chūnling seemed to have heard a big joke: "Ha! It was you who planned to make that unfortunate Dong Gan to be Zheng Kaifeng's killer and killed Zhou Junmao, and it was you who planned to buy the murderer from Wei Zhanhong's stupid brat. Blame it, you found someone to go to the hospital to kill that useless informant, your people and the police became a pot of porridge - I said, we are half a pound, you ask my sin, why do you?"

Fan Siyuan looked at him with a creepy look: "Just because I can make you suffer retribution, you will end up with the person you killed today, do you believe it?"

Xiao Haiyang's hair stood up for a while, and his skin was full of rashes—of course he knew the cause of Gu Zhao's death, and this kind of underground space is full of secret passages, and there are all kinds of weird warehouses and small spaces living next to each other. A great place to bury kerosene and bombs!

Sure enough, then he heard Fan Siyuan say: "Zhang chūnling, do you dare to look down, there is fire under your feet, you can't run!"

The police drone had already arrived at the scene one step ahead of others, and sent back the borrowed picture, and immediately, the police car that arrived first also arrived.

The police car alerted the crows in the barren hills, and the pitch-black ominous bird screamed hoarsely to the sky, and the few people Zhang Chunling stayed outside looked at each other and turned to the small thatched hut leading to the ground to report. News.

Lang Qiao had already seen the light at the entrance, but suddenly stopped—she heard hurried footsteps!

Lang Qiao took a deep breath, put her ear against the cold and wet wall of the secret passage, and closed her eyes—two...three, there were about three people on the other side, and they must have weapons on their bodies. She couldn't shoot, she had to fight quickly, otherwise Inside Xiao Haiyang and Fei Du are both dangerous...

"Captain Luo, something is wrong, it's too quiet here."

Before Luo Wenzhou's car stopped, he rushed down and had already arrived at the entrance of the old factory building—the gunshots and the voices of people could not be heard at all, except for the blood all over the floor and the scattered corpses that let people know that there was a fierce fire here. Simply silent.

Luo Wenzhou looked at the blood all over the floor and made a thud in his heart, as if he had fallen from a height without warning, and tasted the blood on the tip of his tongue.

"Impossible," Luo Wenzhou ruthlessly pulled back his scattered soul, "Impossible, you won't be able to run far before you have blood—listen to me, Zhang Chunling and the others used this place to hide wanted criminals. It's impossible to put it on the bright side, don't stop, keep searching, and bring the dog!"

Lang Qiao clings tightly to the wall of the secret passage and hides in the dark corner of the corner. The moment the person walking in front of her passed her, Lang Qiao suddenly stretched out her foot and tripped him. After reacting, he scolded him and rushed forward. The instant he fell, Lang Qiao slapped him heavily on the back of the neck. The second person didn't know why his companion suddenly fell. He bent down slightly and was about to check. Suddenly a man rushed out, and he lifted his knees and pressed his knees against his lower abdomen. The man was tied by the neck before he could say a word. Then, when his eyes darkened, he fell down on the spot. Lang Qiao took off the gun and the long gun from his waist. stick.

The third person had already seen the sneak attacker in the dark, and immediately opened his mouth to yell and rushed towards her. Lang Qiao, who had become accustomed to the darkness, quickly stabbed the long stick forward and hit the opponent hard. On the throat, he resented the call, and the man grabbed her by the arm. Lang Qiao shrank into his coat, stepped on the other's instep, and the stick moved from the bottom to the top of his. Chin, once again ordered him to shut up, and then pressed the muzzle of the gun to the man's chest.

The man raised his hands in cold sweat, and retreated along her strength.

Lang Qiao lowered his voice: "Turn around."

The other party didn't dare not to turn, he raised his hands high, and turned slowly, before he could stand firm, a hand knife was cut in the back of his neck, and it softened silently.

Lang Qiao found a rope from his body, tied him three times and five times by two, then took off his coat and stuffed his sleeves into the mouth of the unlucky bastard, and finally heaved a sigh of relief—extraordinary performance, thanks to this The errands didn't let Xiao Haiyang come.

Xiao Haiyang was unaware of what was going on behind him, and his whole body was tense—Fei Du was too far away from him, rushing over from here, he had to deal with at least five or six people!

Before he could figure out the route, he heard Fan Siyuan say, "Fire!"

Xiao Haiyang made a "hum" in his head and took out his gun, but the expected fire didn't happen. The basement was quiet for a while, and Zhang chūnling suddenly laughed. With bad intentions: "You don't think I don't know what you are doing here, do you? Fan Siyuan, this is my site. I built it brick by brick with blood and tears. You are too self-righteous!"

Xiao Haiyang didn't expect the whole turning point, his feet softened and he almost fell down.

But before he could let go of his breath, he saw Fan Siyuan suddenly raise his gun at Fei Du, as if he had been brought to a dead end, and then he actually laughed.

"Your territory? You're right. Murder and arson are your specialty. How could I possibly beat you?" His throat was hoarse, his voice was like a night owl, "But your son's life is in his hands."

The man who held the gun to Fei Du tore off the tape covering his mouth.

Fan Siyuan didn't look back: "Mr. Fei, it's your turn."