When he was about to escape, he was discovered by a female farmer and worker. The criminal shot and killed the female farmer and fled, and his whereabouts were unknown...
The fugitive is named Song Qinghua, 27 years old, from Fujian, and the leader of the gangster group. The criminal is currently carrying a submachine gun and has a certain number of bullets, and he may hurt the masses at any time. Public security soldiers from all over the country must do their best to arrest them...
The Public Security Bureau sent several police teams to various bus stations along the highway...
Yimingjiang certainly didn't know all of these situations. Faced with a suspicious "armed police", he repeatedly thought about: What to do? what to do? After half an hour of driving, he arrived at Ushtala Town and parked his car in front of a restaurant. According to the original plan, they did not eat here. But the sudden change in the situation forced him to have new plans. The twenty-eight passengers on the
car went to the Erjia Restaurant in the town for dinner according to their personal hobbies and tastes. The "armed police" also went in.
Yi Mingjiang walked into the restaurant where the "armed police" took their seats and took a look. The food was not ready yet. He deliberately announced the driving time loudly: "Driving at 11 o'clock, it won't be overtime!" After that, he went out. Everyone would think that he went to several other restaurants to inform the passengers of driving time. The "armed police" looked at him a few more times without any expression. In fact, Yi Mingjiang ran and went straight to the Wushtala Police Station...
Ten minutes later, Wang Xulin, the director of the Wushtala Town Police Station, who had just received the "notice" from his superiors, walked into the restaurant guided by Yi Mingjiang like all the soldiers who had accepted the combat mission. After walking two steps, he suddenly thought: It's not appropriate. I'm going to fight a "hard battle" like this. The criminals held weapons, and they might endanger the restaurant in the restaurant. The lives of a person. He immediately returned to the police station and found Ma Zhenping, the deputy instructor, and agreed: he went into the "tiger's den" alone, led the fugitive out, captured it alive, or shot it dead.
Wang Xuguang returned home first and changed into an old dress. He put on the military coat he sent when he was in the army more than ten years ago. The buttons on the coat can indicate that it came from the military camp, and there is no "military" in any sense. He also wore a leather hat, which was also a military product. However, he has not been touched for many years. The two untied ears could no longer be stretched out, like two wilted leaves.
Wang Xulin went out. He calmly came to the restaurant where the "armed police" took seat, put his face on the glass and looked inside: Wait for the meal There were three passengers, five in a group, some were chatting around the world, some were throwing old K, and some were staring at the ceiling in a daze...
The "armed policeman" sat in front of the innermost table, with his back against the wall, faced the door, holding a submachine gun, and holding a trigger with his right finger. Wang Xulin lifted the curtain and walked into the restaurant. He held a bottle of inferior wine he had just bought. The "armed policeman" turned around nervously, and his muzzle turned around. Wang Xulin took the wine bottle, stayed at each table for a while, and said a few words.
In this horse-drawn archery-like visit, he cleverly looked at the armed policeman-his right eye was swollen and his hand was swollen like a piece of dough cake, and there were electric scars on his right forehead. Also, he only brought one Lingzhang - He obviously didn't notice it.
Wang Xulin knew it. He was about to come forward to talk to him, but at this time a Uyghur comrade came in from the door. They were very familiar with each other. They always said hello and even joked a few times. At this moment, he saw the police station director wearing this ragged shirt in the restaurant, and he felt very suspicious...
Wang Xulin's heart was even more "burning", he was afraid that the Uyghur comrade would call him "director"...
Wang Xulin glared at the Uyghur comrade with his eyes. The Uyghur comrade raised his head and met the gaze. He immediately understood that he had not stayed for a long time and had no words, and quietly left the restaurant.
Wang Xulin walked to the "armed police". He directly explained his purpose: "Comrade Police, can you help me get a ride?" He said and pushed the bottle in front of the other party. "You take it by yourself!" He didn't even look at the wine, but just stepped back, keeping a certain distance from Wang Xulin, and his gun was on the target.
"I won't let you! Why don't you come to find you? The police are so proud!" He looked at Wang Xulin coldly and said nothing. Wang Xulin thought for a moment, took out the cigarette he had just bought and handed it one: "Come on, light it!" If the other party stretched out his right hand to pick it up, he would...
However, the "armed police" caught it with his left hand. Wang Xulin felt very excited: This guy is so cunning! He kept doing it and continued to rush: poured two more bowls of wine and pushed a bowl to the "armed police".
Who knew that the other party just didn't drink it and always kept a distance from Wang Xulin like a scale. Wang Xulin repeatedly instigated him, and then he held the bowl with his left hand and took a sip. Wang Xulin had no idea how to start.
a little. The "armed police" took the initiative to speak and asked, "Where are you taking a ride?"
"Where is no place in the world where I go?" Wang Xulin said carelessly. The "armed police" looked at Wang Xulin for a long time and asked again: "Are you blindly wandering?"
"You will be a policeman!" Wang Xulin deliberately raised his voice and said. "I mean you are dressed so badly, and you still drink?"
"I am wandering around the world. I have wine today and get drunk today. I have no wine tomorrow and drink cold water!" Wang Xulin said as he stood up and walked out of the house. The "armed police" did not move. When Wang Xulin walked out the door quickly, he shouted, "Slow down, I have something to ask you!" Wang Xulin returned immediately, but before he could return to the place where he was originally standing, the "armed police" took a few steps back. He will not shorten the distance measured by the "equal meter" in any case, and the gun is always aimed at Wang Xulin.
For a person with bare hands, this two or three feet distance is an insurmountable gap. "What's the matter? Tell me." Wang Xulin asked.
"I'm on a business trip and forgot to bring money when I left. Do you have money? Let's have a meal together." "Money, there's some." Wang Xulin stretched out two fingers. "Two hundred?" "Two thousand! As long as you send me to your destination, I will repay you." "Okay, let's have a meal!" Wang Xulin's heart contracted and he thought: Good boy, just eat here? Not that cheap. I have to lead you out. He said, "Wait, I'll withdraw the money!"
When Wang Xulin walked out of the restaurant, the "armed police" came out. Obviously he is monitoring Wang Xulin. At this moment, all work must be carried out in a flash...
In a blink of an eye, Wang Xulin returned to the restaurant. Standing outside the door waiting for him, the "armed police" was probably very hungry. As soon as he saw Wang Xulin, he asked, "Did you bring the money?" "I only took a part of it and went to get it after dinner." He led the "armed police" to another restaurant he and the comrades in the police station. The "armed police" neither walked parallel to Wang Xulin nor allowed Wang Xulin to walk in front or behind. He always walked a little behind on Wang Xulin's right, forming a diagonal line, and the gun was still at the same distance.
arrived at the door of the reservation restaurant. Wang Xulin asked the other party to advance. The other party hesitated for a moment, because there was no abnormality, but he was still wary, so he said, "No, you lead the way."
Wang Xulin did not refuse, pushed open the newly decorated spring door of the restaurant , and deliberately shouted loudly inside, "Master, do you have any food?" "Yes!" Deputy Instructor Ma Zhenping answered.
OK! Seeing that everything was ready, Wang Xulin thought to himself that it was time to take action when the fugitive approached. He suddenly loosened the spring door, and the heavy door bounced back at the fugitive. The fugitive was caught off guard and instinctively pushed the block with his elbow. Just as the moment the fugitive's gun was deflected, Wang Xulin had turned around, raised the fugitive's barrel with his left hand, and pressed the gun down with his right hand. "Bao,Bao,Bao..." A shuttle of bullets shot towards the roof of the restaurant.
Almost at the same time, Ma Zhenping and the others jumped up and captured the fugitive alive. After the handcuffs were tightly handcuffed, the "armed police" seemed to understand. He kicked Wang Xulin hard with his feet... but it was too late. He doesn't have this freedom anymore. The gun had reached Wang Xulin's hand, and the majestic gun was directly facing his heart.
What he is waiting for him is naturally the verdict of the People's Court.
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