Almighty flower care master

Everyone was already nervous, but after being called out by the fat man, their faces turned green, their eyes widened, and they all looked at the thing on the ground. (First issue)

In the daytime room illuminated by high-power incandescent lamps, the pistol, illuminated by the light, glowed with a gloomy and icy metallic luster, gloomily exuding a icy chill,

The chill seemed to pour into everyone's heart in an instant, causing everyone to subconsciously hold their breath, dilate their pupils, and take a deep breath.

This is definitely not a children's toy, but a real gun.

gun!

But before entering the detention center, there is a personal inspection. Not to mention a pistol, it is absolutely impossible to bring a piece of glass, a shoelace, or a spoon.

How could there be a pistol in this kind of place.

Whose gun is this?

Huang Kun's complexion turned dark all of a sudden. He bent down to pick up the pistol from the ground, weighed it a few times, and then unbolted the gun to have a look. He removed the bullet clip and looked at the six yellow-orange bullets inside. After reassembling it, he sneered and said sharply, "Who is sleeping on this bed? Stand up for me!"

"Swipe...swipe..."

Everyone's eyes could not help but shift to Qin Yang.

When the fat man introduced it just now, he said that he was sleeping on this bed, and so many people silently testified with their eyes. Qin Yang knew that this kind of thing could not be denied, so he could only take a step forward and said, "Me."

"Are you the new one?" Huang Kun asked in a cold voice, his eyes falling on Qin Yang.

"It's me." Huang Kun's eyes were too piercing, making Qin Yangyang uncomfortable, frowning, he nodded slightly.

"Is this gun yours?" Huang Kun asked displeased.

"No." Qin Yang shook his head.

"This gun was found from under your quilt. If it's not yours, who else could it be?" Huang Kun asked viciously, looking like he wanted to shoot Qin Yang to vent his anger A bad breath.

Smiling lightly, Qin Yang said: "There is no rule that what is placed on my bed must be mine, maybe it is Huang Suo, and you may not necessarily put it on when people are not paying attention."

"This means, you don't admit it?" Huang Kun's voice suddenly rose, and his face became more and more ugly.

Qin Yang said casually: "It's not mine, why should I admit it?"

"Why, do you think I insulted you?"

"If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry about it. You can say whatever you want."

"I found this gun from your bed, and so many people have seen it, and there are all witnesses and evidences, how dare you deny it?" Huang Kun roared fiercely.

Qin Yang sighed in a low voice, looked around, looked at the other five people in the room except the police, and found a pistol from his bed. These five people were obviously shocked, Everyone's face turned blue, their eyes were round and full of panic.

Even the fat man moved his body quietly, walked a little farther, and hid behind the deputy director, Gao Ming, as if he was afraid of being implicated.

"It seems that you are very sure that this gun is mine?" Qin Yang asked helplessly.

Huang Kun was overjoyed, thinking that you finally admitted it, he was about to nod, but suddenly felt wrong, if he nodded along with the trend, it would be as if he was forced to admit it by himself.

With a cold voice, Huang Kun said, "It's not that I'm sure that this gun belongs to you, but that this gun was found from your bed. Besides yours, who else could it be?"

Qin Yang didn't expect Huang Kun to be so thick and thick, but he was so cautious, unwilling to leave a loophole in his words, and smiled: "Then take it as mine."

"Finally admitted?" Huang Kun smiled.

"Didn't you say it was mine? Why did I admit it? Are you an idiot?" Qin Yang was angry.

"Stop talking nonsense and come with us!" Huang Kun pushed Qin Yang impatiently.

Qin Yang stood still, stretched out his hand, and said, "Since you think this gun belongs to me, you should show me if you are right..." As soon as the words fell, Huang Kun felt that his hand was empty, and he subconsciously He lowered his head, then hurriedly looked at Qin Yang, and saw that the gun in his hand had fallen into Qin Yang's hand at some point. Seeing Qin Yang playing with the pistol familiarly, he was frightened to death for a moment, and pulled it out hastily. He took out the pistol at his waist, pointed it at Qin Yang, and shouted: "What are you doing, put the gun down for me."

Suddenly, the faces of the other people in the room changed again, and there were several panicked screams, and the other four police officers, including the deputy director Gao Ming, all drew their pistols and aimed at Qin Yang. .

As long as Qin Yang has the slightest movement, he will definitely shoot and kill him immediately!

Qin Yang didn't seem to notice that he was being pointed at by five pistols. He lowered his head and fiddled with the guns in his hand. After a while, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Fatty, and said, "Fatty, come out."

When the fat man heard Qin Yang calling his name, he panicked like something, and said with a mournful face: "What are you calling me at this time, aren't you trying to kill me?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "You are allowed to harm me, but I am not allowed to harm you, right?"

The fat man pretended to be confused and said: "Young Master Qin, I don't know what you mean by that, and I didn't offend you, so how can you say that about me?"

"So you know me." Qin Yang laughed jokingly.

After he came in, he never introduced his name, but this fat man knew him. This matter undoubtedly became interesting.

The fat man was taken aback. Realizing that he had accidentally said something wrong, he wished he could sew his mouth shut with a needle and thread, and hurriedly argued: "Young Master Qin, you are so famous, no one in Lanhai City knows you, of course I I know you."

"Really?" There was no trace of emotion in Qin Yang's voice, he slowly raised his arm, pointing the gun in his hand at the fat man.

The fat man thought he was going to shoot himself, but his voice changed, shaking his fat and thick arms, and said anxiously: "Young Master Qin, it's not me, it's really not me...don't kill me, I'm innocent!" of!"

"Sorry, it's you." Qin Yang said firmly.

From the time he came in until now, there were only three people who had touched his bed, one was himself, and the other two were Fatty and Huang Kun.

Huang Kun came here for a routine sanitation inspection, and after Qin Yang entered here, he has always been vigilant against the police, so he can see Huang Kun's every move clearly. It was impossible for Huang Kun to make any small moves under his nose.

Fatty was undoubtedly the biggest suspect.

It has to be said that this fat man is very well disguised, with a harmless and cheerful face, and he can chat with anyone, but he has forgotten a sentence - if there is nothing to be courteous, if you steal it, you will steal it.

Qin Yang never thinks that he is a very charming person, and he will submit to all directions if he is arrogant... And the most important thing is that entering the detention center, Qin Yang just regarded it as a simple excess, never thought of He has nothing to do with the people inside, so he keeps a low profile, almost transparent, which is why this group of people didn't know that he came in in the middle of the night last night.

But this fat man is too familiar and affectionate, even if he smokes a few of his cigarettes, he won't be able to make him a quilt...Of course, if it's just making a quilt, it won't cause Qin Yang's suspicion.

What really made Qin Yang suspicious was the little tricks the fat man made intentionally or unintentionally, from the fat man emitting smoke to Huang Kun and Gao Ming, pointing out that he was new here, pointing out the bed he slept in, to Huang Kun When he personally went to check the bed he was sleeping in, Qin Yang felt that something was wrong.

In the end, Huang Kun lifted the quilt, and something fell from it. Before he could see what it was, the fat man screamed, pointing out that it was a pistol. Qin Yang's conjecture was unintentionally confirmed. .

Of course, if it's just like this, Qin Yang is not enough to completely prove that the gun was put in by the fat man, but the secret is that when he picked up the cigarette this morning, the fat man invisibly showed his skill and even said it himself. Admitting that he is a pickpocket... Moreover, these police officers are all fully armed, it's hard not to think about it, these are loopholes, loopholes everywhere.

Therefore, on the premise that this pistol was not hidden by himself, the most suspicious of the other ten people in the room is undoubtedly Fatty, and Fatty accidentally called out his name when he was nervous. .This completely confirmed Qin Yang's conjecture.

Of course, Fatty's actions were too concealed and his methods were too clever. It has to be said that even he was deceived, but it was precisely this that made Qin Yang very angry.

In his life, there were two things he hated the most, one was being deceived by others, and the other was being pointed at with a gun. Now, these two things happened at the same time and at the same place, how could Qin Yang Don't get angry!

Qin Yang laughed silently, pointed the gun at the fat man, and slowly pulled the trigger... The five police officers including Huang Kun changed their expressions and shouted in unison: "Qin Yang, What are you doing? Put down the gun in your hand!"

Qin Yang shook his head, and looked at the fat man firmly. The fat man's eyes met his. Feeling Qin Yang's boundless killing intent, his whole body turned cold, as if trapped in an ice cave. His hands and feet convulsed. Sitting down on the ground, I was so frightened that I was scared, and a foul smell slowly permeated the room.

Qin Yang frowned, and shook his head secretly. He thought that An Yiqing must have some tricks after playing such a trick, but it was so boring to invite such a waste.

The fat man sat down and saw Qin Yang shaking his head. The police officers finally breathed a sigh of relief. Huang Kun said to Qin Yang, "Put down the gun in your hand."

Qin Yang grinned at him, moved his hand, and there were several crackling sounds. The gun in his hand was scattered into discarded parts, and he threw it on the ground casually.

"Qin Yang, you dare to destroy the evidence!" Huang Kun cried out.

Qin Yang said innocently, "Do I have it?"

"You..." Huang Kun gritted his teeth angrily, and looked at the distorted scrap iron on the ground, his eyes were rounded.

Such courage, such terrifying strength, whether this person is a human or a ghost, my heart is silent, and I feel chills.

With a sound of "bang", there was a sudden sound of sharp bullet shooting, and the gunshot sounded on the back of the fat man's head. Blood, accompanied by white brains, splashed all around, splashing the heads and faces of several other people.

The accident happened suddenly, and everyone in the room was shocked except Qin Yang.

After a while, someone suddenly screamed: "It's not good, I killed someone!"

ps: I really couldn't write it last night, so I will make up the debt first, and I will write as much as possible today, please subscribe and ask for a red ticket!