star hunter

Su Xian turned around, his lips moved, before he could say anything, Zhong Yuncong warned him: "Don't make up nonsense and send me away."

Su Xian's complexion changed from cloudy to sunny, and finally he sighed deeply: "There is something wrong."

Zhong Yun understood from his heart and pointed to his nose: "Is it related to me?"

"En." Su Xian nodded slightly, the complex emotions in his eyes were obvious, he temporarily put down the things in his hands, and walked back to Zhong Yuncong, who raised his eyes and looked at him, quietly waiting for his next words.

He pondered for a while, and then said: "Although the turmoil that day ended temporarily, there are many sequelae left... In addition to the two lives at the beginning, seven people died in the stampede accident in the chaos. More than [-] people were injured, and three people died of their injuries successively in the past two days, the impact was very bad."

He looked very frustrated, and Zhong Yuncong could probably guess the reason: that day they forcibly controlled the situation through combined force, but people's anger was not resolved, but smoldering in their hearts, and they only temporarily succumbed .

"We tried to communicate with the citizens, but... they didn't listen to a word, or... they didn't believe us," Su Xian shook his head, "We have no choice, and we have limited manpower, so we have to put our emotions to the last place first. Lock up the intense part first. But because of this move, it caused a lot of trouble."

Zhong Yun had an intuition that something was wrong, so he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Many people think that the turmoil was completely instigated by the pickets. They were the ones who hit and fired first, and people just resisted." His eyes were full of exhaustion, "We had no choice but to Detaining some of the most vicious people, but this decision has also attracted a lot of dissatisfaction, and there have been voices of opposition. Even since yesterday, a group of people gathered at the gate of the Comprehensive Management Bureau to protest the behavior of the Comprehensive Management Bureau, demanding Release those people immediately."

"Uh..." Zhong Yun had only heard about this kind of thing in the news since he was a child, and it was mostly foreign news, so he couldn't react for a while, "Although it sounds terrible...but The trouble should be the IMA's fault? After all, they were the ones who caused it in the first place... Who told them to shoot indiscriminately..."

I can’t say I empathize with it, but I can somewhat understand the anger of the citizens. The Comprehensive Management Bureau and its picket team put on a high-ranking posture and shouted at ordinary people, obviously not treating them as human beings. Well.

Zhong Yuncong felt that his thoughts might not be correct, so he didn't say anything.

But Su Xian saw what he was thinking, and smiled wryly: "I know what you mean, I thought so too at first."

Zhong Yun heard something wrong and raised his eyebrows: "What about after that?"

Su Xian's eyes were as heavy as water. After the matter came to an end, he had a conversation with Ding Chengye, but it was not so much a conversation as a one-sided interrogation. After all, this troublesome matter had nothing to do with their administration. Not to mention being disgusted by the picket team once in the middle, if it weren't for the task that was temporarily stuffed by the superior, whoever cares about such trivial matters.

"I admit that the first woman was indeed killed by an ineffective subordinate of mine. That guy has been handcuffed now, and you can deal with him as you like."

Su Xian laughed back angrily: "Why should I clean him up? If you have the ability, hand him over to the family members of the deceased and let them clean it up."

Ding Chengye was ashamed and speechless, Su Xian gave him a cold gouging look: "The first one was killed by 'missing', what about the second one? Is there something wrong with you? How can you shoot at the crowd? Is there a hole in your brain?"

"No!" To his surprise, Ding Chengye, who had been depressed all the time, suddenly twitched his drooping eyelids after hearing this question, "I have personally interrogated every member of the picket team, and I can be sure that the first The gun was not fired by my people."

Su Xian sneered: "How can you guarantee it? As far as I know, the bullet dug out from the corpse is the same model as your gun, right?"

"That's right, but the flaw is precisely in that bullet—although the model is the same, judging from the rifling marks left on the bullet, it must be an old gun that fired that bullet, because the rifling is worn out. It's very strong... it's almost smoothed out."

Su Xian raised his eyelids and didn't interrupt him, so Ding Chengye continued: "It's a coincidence that our picket team has just changed a batch of equipment recently, and now the whole team is using new products, and that The gun that killed people is more like the scrapped guns we eliminated."

After Su Xian listened, he teased: "Your team is really rich and powerful, changing equipment every three days."

"We are not that stupid yet. I have repeatedly emphasized that no shooting is allowed. Besides, someone was dead at that time. How dare we make the situation worse." Ding Chengye ignored the other party's ridicule, his slender eyes opened There was a sharp look in his eyes, "That shot was definitely not fired by our people."

Su Xian smiled slightly: "Then who do you think?"

Ding Chengye's facial muscles twitched twice, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "'Shadow'."

"That's just right," Magistrate Su crossed his long legs and put on a cold attitude, "You originally said you wanted to investigate them, but now you have another legitimate reason."

Ding Chengye knew that he was insinuating, and he was running on the matter that he had tripped up the Governance Bureau earlier. He was indeed wronged in this matter first, and he had accepted the favor of the other party's boss, and he might still ask them later, so naturally he could only swallow his anger , not only that, but also greeted with a smile and apologized nicely.

As soon as Ding Chengye squeezed out a courteous smile, Su Xian waved his hand and blocked it back: "Hey, I don't need to say anything superfluous, anyway, I know you are not sincere, so you don't need to force yourself, and don't use it to disgust me This trouble was caused by you yourself, and we have done our best to help you deal with the aftermath. Regardless of whether he is a shadow or a bright shadow, Captain Ding will find a way to solve the follow-up matters."

Ding Chengye squeezed out half of his smile and stuck it without embarrassment. It is not an exaggeration to say that smiling is uglier than crying.

Zhong Yuncong couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Isn't that good? I simply refused."

The corners of Su Xian's mouth also curled up, but Zhong Yuncong's eyes were very sharp, and he felt that the upward curve was full of worries.

"It seems," he sighed, "it seems that the follow-up is not that simple."

Probably because of too much pressure, he saw Su Xian biting his nails unconsciously. He had never seen him have such a childish behavior before, which made him involuntarily shift the focus—this person is too cute Bar?

Su Xian didn't realize the extent of his self-discipline at all, he thought about it, and simply explained: "You guessed it, we received an anonymous letter yesterday, the content of the letter is very simple, a photo, a few lines Character."

"The letter is probably sent by 'Shadow'? What is the content?" Zhong Yuncong hurriedly pulled away from his lover's filter, and asked seriously, only to find something strange after asking, "No... that , You just said that you received it? Why did you squeeze into the Management Bureau? Isn't the next door fully responsible for this matter?"

"Because they are targeting us." Su Xian took a deep look at him, which made Zhong Yuncong's heart beat faster, but as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he knew that he was thinking too much, "Do you still remember the time they attacked?" A newspaper?"

Zhong Yuncong's mind completely calmed down, and an ominous premonition hit his heart: "Could it be that that photo has something to do with the people in the newspaper?"

"Yes." Su Xian nodded, his eyes calm to indifferent, but Zhong Yun knew that it was an undercurrent that was accumulating under the ice layer, "Mengchuan Evening News said that when we rushed over last time, there were only two dead bodies left." The body whose throat was cut with a knife, and the remaining [-] staff members are all missing—until yesterday, they collectively appeared in the photo in the envelope, with guns on their heads."

Zhong Yuncong let out a long breath: "It really is."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Su Xian: "They kidnapped those fifteen people, took pictures and sent letters, did they want to threaten you?"

Su Xian's eyelids moved slightly, and his eyelashes also trembled a few times: "Well, they want to exchange fifteen hostages for the group that was arrested three days ago."

Zhong Yuncong's eyes widened in disbelief: "It turns out...that's what they came up with."

Su Xian raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "Looking at every step they take, the purpose of their actions is obvious."

A chill ran down Zhong Yuncong's spine: "Are they trying to... buy people's hearts?"

"Almost." Su Xian rubbed his swollen temples, "Besides, besides the citizens, there are two more people they asked to exchange."

Zhong Yuncong asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Yingying." Su Xian spit out the name expressionlessly. Zhong Yun was never too surprised, but was more interested in the other one: "It seems that she is still very important, and the people in 'Shadow' still miss her. ... who is the other?"

"Yang Shaowu." When Su Xian pronounced the name, he felt a little strange, rubbing his chin, "I didn't know who this Yang Shaowu was at the beginning... I only found out after asking, that guy It turned out to be a student in the training camp, but something happened to him and he was locked up... By the way, you should know him, right?"

Zhong Yuncong was a little dazed. When he first heard the name "Yang Shaowu", he couldn't react immediately. After all, when they lived under the same roof, few people called this name seriously. , more is called his nickname - "fatty".

There seemed to be something stuck in his chest, and he suddenly felt a little stuffy. He didn't want Su Xian to see that he was restless, so he smiled at him: "Yes, I know...he is my ex-roommate. .”

"That's it." Su Xian looked very surprised, "I heard that Yang Shaowu didn't do anything himself, but his brother shot and injured a student, and then fled without a trace... But now 'Shadow' called him by name, it seems that he, or his brother who escaped, has an inseparable relationship with 'Shadow'."

Zhong Yuncong closed his eyes: "You are right."

Su Xian frowned: "You seem to know something?"

"That brother of Yang Shaowu happened to be my ex-roommate too," he smiled wryly, "Isn't it a coincidence?"

Su Xian was speechless for a moment.

"Speaking of which, you've been talking for a long time, and it seems that you still have some questions." Zhong Yuncong held his chin and tilted his head to look at him, "What does this matter have to do with me?"

He paused for a moment, and said softly: "Is it... what was written in that letter?"

Su Xian lowered his eyes, trying to hide the complicated and heavy emotions in his eyes: "'Shadow' calls the names, and you will be in charge of the hostage exchange."

There was no trace of surprise on Zhong Yuncong's face, but remained calm, and even smiled lightly: "It really is."