Chapter 218 Five Floating 55 Purgatory

20:47, Hongjing Drum Tower Community.

The middle-aged and elderly people who went out for a walk and danced square dances began to return home. The red, green and green square dance props swept across Xing Conglian's jeep, and the small stall owners on the street also began to pack up.

Zhang Ping, deputy captain of the Hongjing Police Force, sat in a jeep and observed the residents on a certain floor of the 6th floor of Building 3 of Gulou Community.

The curtains were closed, and the lights were still dim.

Zhang Ping held down the wireless earphone and asked, "Mouse, is there any movement?"

The police officer codenamed Rat was standing in the commissary downstairs in the third building, observing the movement at the door. After the two groups of residents went home, the entire community became cold and quiet.

"The target has not yet appeared."

"keep an eye on."

"Yes."

Zhang Ping retracted the telescope and looked at the captain who was smoking in the co-pilot seat. Before 8 o'clock in the evening, he had just arrived home, and before he was holding his daughter who was doing homework, he was called out from the house by one of the captains, saying that he was going to start arresting the suspect. While it's not clear what exactly happened during his time home from get off work, it's a bit baffling that the suspect has changed from man to woman, from teacher to student. More importantly, the captain only said that the person was secretly detained, and even the evidence is not sufficient. It may be more reasonable if the higher-level unit finds someone to cooperate with the investigation. After thinking about it, he quietly turned off the headset, and couldn't help but whisper to his captain: "The Execution Team, are we in a hurry to arrest this guy?"

"It's urgent." Xing Conglian said.

"Then why don't you wait?"

"can not wait."

"This!" Zhang Ping took out the captain's cigarette directly from the dashboard and lit one for himself, "Old Xing, are you hiding something from us? You give me the bottom line, what happened to this woman named Shen Lian? It's dangerous, the manpower you have assigned is almost catching up with the configuration of catching the gangsters."

"Why are you so troublesome, Wang Dynasty?" Xing Conglian snorted impatiently and put out the cigarette butt.

It's not that Xing Conglian can't answer Zhang Ping's question, he just doesn't know if it's really right to arrest him rashly. He simply thinks that Chen Lian's name is very dangerous, not to mention that she is likely to be with Zaratu. Poison factories are implicated. The most important thing is that many times, many things do not make sense at all.

The words Lin Chen said just now echoed in his ears all the time. Although they still didn't know Shen Lian's motive and the complicated branches, they directly located Shen Lian himself through shortcuts. In essence, it was a shortcut exchanged for Duan Wanshan's life. They knew the information that the murderer didn't know, and they could preempt the general, so he must not let this shortcut go to waste.

At 21:00 in the evening, Shen Lian still did not go home.

The roads inside and outside the community are basically empty, and a wild cat swoops into the bushes. As long as Shen Lian steps into the encirclement, there will never be any chance to escape.

The inside of the car was extremely dark and filled with the smell of smoke. Xing Conglian turned over and looked at the phone. He wondered if he wanted to call Lin Chen, but he didn't know if he accidentally pressed the lock screen button or for some other reason, the phone screen suddenly went dark.

Xing Conglian stretched out his hand and turned off the dome light in the car. There was only a slight light source from the Dynasty computer screen in the entire space.

Zhang Ping looked at him with a frown, as if he thought why he suddenly became nervous. The deputy team began to look left and right, Xing Conglian also looked up, there was no one at the end of the road, all the police officers were guarding the key positions, and everything was business as usual.

A little rustling sounded in the communicator, Zhang Ping began to ask about the crossing, the breeze blew through the leaves, and there were lights in the distance.

"What car, is there anyone in the car? Report it quickly." Zhang Ping asked.

On the other end of the communicator, there was only the same rustling sound as before, Xing Conglian loaded his pistol and pushed the door to get out of the car without hesitation. At this moment, a completely black private car drove towards him quickly, Xing Conglian stood in the middle of the path, his eyes swept into the car.

Two seconds later, the driver suddenly noticed the abnormality, slammed on the brakes, and the shrill sound of the brakes cut through the night sky.

The distance was close enough, and Xing Conglian could clearly see the driver yelling in the car through the street lights and car lights. There was no one in the front and rear seats, and the black leather seats exuded a warm luster.

The surrounding night became quiet again, Xing Conglian was like watching a mime, watching the driver show his teeth and claws in the car. Two families turned off the balcony lights, the street lights turned into gentle veils, wild cats scurried past, the wind picked up again, and then there was a repressed gasp.

Xing Cong kept pressing the headset until he confirmed that the gasping sound was indeed coming from his headset, as if it was a beast strangled by the throat or a dying animal trapped in a trap. Tianlinggai finally became extremely terrifying.

"What's going on, what's going on, who is the noise in the channel!"

Zhang Ping's anxious inquiries came from the channel, and the undercover police officers at the scene reported one by one. Xing Conglian made a gesture to Zhang Ping, asking him to detain the driver and start running.

"The mouse is here!"

"The lion is here!"

Xing Conglian ran across the bushes and flower beds, the long wind swept past his ears, and the barbecue stall at the crossing became clearer.

"The camel is here!"

"Broncos are here!"

The smoke from the barbecue wafted up, and the fans hurled all the smoke into the night sky. The noise and laughter floated through the night, people waving beer and laughing wildly, everything was like the most beautiful city summer night. If Xing Conglian didn't see the next scene.

All the sound in the space disappeared, and he seemed to have walked into an absolutely silent vacuum.

The owner of the barbecue stall pulled a large skewer of grilled meat from the grill. The tip of the iron stick gave off a cold light, and in the gap of the skewer was a red-burning iron rod.

The next moment, the boss showed a happy smile on his mouth, grabbed the iron skewer and turned back, and wanted to hand it to the guests beside him.

At the moment when the old wrinkled hands stretched out, Xing Conglian drew his gun without hesitation.

The boss still maintained the posture of grabbing the iron sticks. His elbows were bent, and all the iron sticks in his hand pierced the open mouth of the young man at the table without hesitation.

Gunshots sounded.

A puddle of blood splattered in the night sky, the skewers scattered, and all kinds of messy arcs were drawn in the air, and finally landed on the ground.

"There is an abnormality at the entrance of the alley, an abnormality is found at the entrance of the alley, ask for support, ask for support!" The messy voice in the headset sounded again, and Xing Conglian ripped off the headset.

The screams pierced the night sky. There were men and women. They stepped on the sticky black oil on the ground and the garbage of various shellfish. Some people fell down, but more people stood there dumbfounded and stared in front of the grill. Horrible picture.

"The police are handling the case, and the unrelated people will leave the scene and leave the scene!"

The police officer guarding the other side of the crossing rushed in from afar. He shouted loudly, and desperately waved and shouted at the diners in the barbecue stall. Xing Conglian glanced at the faces of everyone nearby. A terrifying smile, but among all of them, none of the faces belonged to Shen Lian.

At the moment when he briefly searched for the suspect, no one noticed, and the young man who was almost stabbed in the opposite direction by the barbecue stall owner also came back to his senses.

A strange look of excitement flashed in the young man's eyes, as if the wildest blood in his blood had been ignited violently. The grill collapsed, the charcoal rolled off, and the two of them rolled in the charcoal. There was the smell of barbecue and the sizzling sound of sizzling everywhere. However, neither of the two people in the charcoal fire felt pain. The boss grabbed a handful of red-hot charcoal, and the young man opened his mouth suddenly and bit the middle-aged boss in the face without hesitation.

With a stab, a large piece of flesh was torn off. Blood dripped down the young man's white teeth, he was still smiling with his mouth open, the boss grabbed the charcoal fire and stuffed it into the big mouth of the blood basin in front of him, the blood and broken flesh dripped down his wrist, and the burnt The half-cooked and scorched sweet taste, the boss looked at his hand and bit it down with a smile.

Smoke and dust rushed into the night sky, and the fallen fan spun weakly twice on the concrete floor.

Xing Conglian stood on the spot, as if someone had shot him in the head, but in fact it didn't happen, he just felt that all the thoughts in his brain had been mixed up, and the air was no longer in the air. The smell of the city is the smell of decay and stench in the rainforest. Everything is bloody and primitive, so people can't even spit it out.

The boy at the same table with the young man also stood up. The boy was wearing a gilded skeleton sweater. He picked up a piece of pure white porcelain from the ground, turned around, and walked towards the shivering guests in the corner.

The police officer who came across the road slammed into the boy in the skeleton sweater. The boy held up the tile and pressed it against the officer's throat.

Xing Conglian started running again, and the wind around him became scorching hot. He roared at all those who were still stranded near the barbecue shop from a distance, "Go, hurry up!"

The dumbfounded guests cried out again, and their eyes were full of horror again. Xing Conglian ran at the fastest speed, and his eyes swept to the scene of the scuffle, 20 meters, 10 meters...

I saw that the brute force of the boy in the skeleton sweater came from nowhere, and even pushed the police officer to the ground. Xing Conglian drew his gun again and shot. The bullet hit the boy's shoulder, and the blood immediately overflowed. Sleep.

Just when Xing Conglian wanted to pull the trigger three times, the porcelain piece had already stabbed into the policeman's throat.

The night stopped when the porcelain was inserted into his throat, the background faded, and the blood-filled picture became brighter. Xing Conglian saw his colleague turn his head with difficulty, saw his dark round eyes, and saw the red blood.Spray along the white ceramic sheet.

He saw that the hands that belonged to the young man were still desperately clenching the porcelain, as if to stab it deeper.

Xing Conglian finally rushed in front of the two of them. He pulled the murderer away, stepped on the other's hand that was holding the tile tightly, and kicked the person unconscious.Then he quickly took off his coat and covered it all over his colleague's throat.

Xing Conglian squeezed the clothes on his hands, but blood spurted out like an open faucet, and instantly wet his coat: "Hold on, hold on! Did you hear me!"

He shouted with all his strength, but the police officer lying on the ground just opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the end he just slowly closed his eyes.

Someone laughed out loud, and the Drum Tower community under the whole night was like a hell on earth.