Ancient master modern police

When Zhang Qi rushed to the hospital, he found that Huang Mo was already there, and he couldn't help but feel strange, what is this guy doing here?

"Captain Zhang." Huang Mo deliberately didn't talk to Zhang Qi, but he didn't expect that the two people he brought took the initiative to say hello to Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi nodded, and turned his head to a middle-aged policeman who was sitting on a chair and smoking a cigarette. Prison guards belonged to judicial policemen, and the armband on this man's uniform happened to be written as "judiciary", presumably he was the person in charge of guarding the situation.

"Zhang Qi, don't meddle in this case. They are all people who are going to be trained. Why are you robbing? You are not the only one in the criminal police team who can solve the case." Seeing that Zhang Qi wanted to inquire about the case, Huang Mo couldn't help but say , "I have made an agreement with Director Zhan, and I will be in charge of this case."

"If I don't care about it, then which bastard called me." Zhang Qi thought curiously, for Huang Mo, he took a scornful attitude, and the case belonged to him, and he just came to confirm the situation. However, Feng Kuang was one of the three underworld bosses who wanted to kill him back then.

Seeing Zhang Qishi himself, Huang Mo held his breath, but he didn't dare to attack, the distance was too close, he was very afraid of being humiliated on his knees again, turned his head, and asked the prison guard sitting on the chair: "Officer Qin , Tell me about the case, don’t worry, I will definitely help you catch the prisoner back.”

Hearing Huang Mo's question, Police Officer Qin raised his head, reached out and snuffed out the almost smoked cigarette with the armrest of the chair, looked around as if there were no trash cans, and directly stuffed the cigarette butt into his coat pocket.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, the prisoner became ill. The doctor in the detention center showed him. The doctor suggested sending him to the hospital. We sent a car, and several people brought him here. It was between three and four o'clock. The prisoner's four policemen all collapsed outside the door of the emergency room, the doctor and others also fainted inside the emergency room, and the prisoner disappeared."

Although he really wanted to solve the case, Officer Qin still tried his best to be objective when narrating the matter, waiting to see Huang Mo's methods. If the other party is a rookie, then he will give his opinion. If the other party is okay, then it is natural to determine the direction of the investigation. The criminal police officer Huang Mo will do it.

"Officer Qin, I want to ask, how was Feng Kuang's physical condition before he got sick?" Zhang Qi rushed ahead of Huang Mo and asked a question.

Police officer Qin quickly answered, this question is easy to answer, because Feng Kuang's physical condition is very strange, "Very bad, counting from the time he was locked up to the detention center, a strong man who was originally in good health, for some reason, Now he is sick, and it feels like he won't live long."

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Qi nodded, thinking in his heart: "Although the time of effect of the method used at the beginning varies from person to person, but after calculation, even if it is a cow, half of it should be dead now. Feng Kuang can really survive, and he can still come out as a witness after almost a month."

For those who want to harm themselves, Zhang Qicai will not rely on the law to punish them. As early as when Feng Kuang and others were caught, he used means to make them die slowly and seemingly normally. From a medical point of view, the invasion of qi seems to be the gradual failure of the heart and arteries, which cannot be detected at all.

Zhang Qi came here this time just to check Feng Kuang's physical condition. In addition, if he can solve the case, he doesn't mind doing it. If he can't, that's the same thing. As long as Feng Kuang must die, then dying in the detention center will have the same effect as dying outside. of.

As for whether the person who rescued Feng Kuang would come to seek revenge, this possibility is not high. First of all, he did not expect that Feng Kuang's death was the hand of Zhang Jiqi. Secondly, Feng Kuang was a gangster. The organization wanted to avenge him, so Feng Kuang's long list of enemies would make them give up this idea.

There are so many cases in the world, since Huang Mo is eager to get the case over, Zhang Qi said to fight with him to catch a fugitive who may die in a few days, smiled, and led Hua Shang out hospital.

"Brother Qi, why don't you take over the case? That guy Huang Mo is good at talking on paper, but in terms of practical ability, he is not as good as me." Seeing that Zhang Qi didn't intend to take over the case, Hua Shang couldn't help but say that in the end he still Look down on Huang Mo.

Zhang Qi walked on his own, and Hua Shang continued: "Besides, that guy is too annoying. Since he has accepted the case, he should make a phone call, so we don't need to make this trip."

"Stop talking nonsense, drive back to the police station, this group of people is not so easy to catch." Zhang Qi opened the car door, sat in, and explained to Hua Shang: "The reason and time of the onset are well chosen, there may be an inner ghost ;The method is clean and experienced, which is not something that ordinary people can do; in addition, the prisoners usually have those things, the positioning system, and they can’t find it now, which proves that they are also well equipped and interfered with the police’s pursuit.”

As Zhang Qi talked, he laughed: "Just such a group of people, even if Huang Mo finds them, he may not be able to catch them, and he might be bitten back. Then there will be a good show."

After such an explanation, Hua Shang suddenly realized, he punched his left hand with his right hand, made a slap, and said happily: "That's right, our image of being wise and powerful needs such idiots as Deputy Captain Huang to set off." Take a moment, Fang Xianyingwei, brother Qi, you have learned badly."

As Zhang Qi expected, Huang Mo had been busy all afternoon, and there were many clues, but he didn't see a shadow of the robbers. Instead, he suspected all the ghosts in the guards. As soon as Huang Mo called him over to make a statement, his tone immediately became very bad.

While Zhang Qi was watching a play and waiting for Huang Mo to wrestle, Zhang Qi's old acquaintance An Ziye was taking care of a sick man in a rural house on the outskirts of Huayi City.

Seeing Feng Kuang's physical condition, An Ziye was about to cry, and joked, "I'm crazy, Brother An, I got you out, but the problem is, you might as well be in the detention center, damn it. At least he didn’t have a prison escape charge when he died.”

"Get out, I don't die that easily." Feng Kuang said loudly, but he was out of breath immediately, almost out of breath.

Kai An Ziye wanted to come to help his hand, Feng Kuang said again: "Fuck me, the fortune teller said I have to live to be 90 years old, and I still have to watch the four bitches and Xing Min die."

An Ziye fiddled with the equipment that was set aside, and jokingly said, "Don't worry, I will burn paper and tell you the specific circumstances of their deaths."

Seeing that Feng Kuang had almost lost the strength to answer him, An Ziye became more serious and asked, "Madman, what's the matter with your illness? Did you get a doctor? The more I look at it, the more I feel something is wrong. Not long ago, this shit was as strong as a cow."

"Hey!" Feng Kuang grinned and smiled, but the figure of that single-handed horse that afternoon flashed in his heart.