My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

A large group of troops surrounded them, and the special police evacuated, and the armed police had been in ambush here early in the morning, catching turtles in the urn.

The few who followed Dingye put down their weapons one after another, raised their hands and surrendered.

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When the reinforcements arrived, the tiger was already dead.

Duan Cheng missed the point with a single blow, but instead caused him to struggle frantically, overturning Lin Wei and pinching her neck.

Two people are still fighting with each other, you come and I do not give way to each other, there are blood stains on both sides.

Duan Cheng gritted his teeth and rushed forward, clinging tightly to his waist and dragging the person back. Lin Yan took the dagger and flew up. The light of the knife flashed past, cutting off his carotid artery, blood flowing like Note, there is no power to recover.

As soon as Duan Cheng let go, he knelt to the ground, burying his head in the sea water, and wisps of blood drifted away.

The armed police forces who came to the reinforcements were all stunned. Like Kuba, Tiger is an internationally wanted criminal, the number one dangerous man, so he died?

Some people didn't believe it, and ran forward to touch his carotid artery. The bone was deeply visible with this knife, and only a little skin was left hanging over his head. It would not be possible to do this without having a thorough understanding of the human body.

The captain of the armed police looked at Lin Wei with awe.

Seeing that he was really dead, Duan Cheng took off all his strength, staggered back two steps, fell on his back in the muddy water, panting, but a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Stretcher, stretcher, a police officer was injured!"

Lin Yan also suffered heavy losses one after another due to excessive blood loss. He was so physically exhausted that he fell to his knees with a thump, and vomited a big mouthful of congestion.

Someone was about to come and help her go to the ambulance for treatment, Lin Yan waved his hand, smearing blood on the corners of his lips, gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Master Ding is not dead yet, I want to go there."