[Qianqiang Police] Blizzard is coming

The moment the red light turned green, without anyone reminding, as if some kind of cue came, a silent race started between Jiang Yiheng and the motorcycle.

The motorcycle first brushed the ground and charged in a straight line. Jiang Yiheng had no expression on his face, but he stepped on the accelerator and held the steering wheel without any humility.

The car Jiang Yiheng drove was an old black Audi, which he owned four years ago and had not been replaced since he was released from prison.

The Audi and the motorcycle turned left along the road sign. Jiang Yiheng turned on all the headlights, and the dazzling light illuminated the back of the car in front, like a ghost in the dark night.

The speed of the motorcycle was extremely fast at the beginning. When the driver successfully stimulated the driver behind him, Jiang Yiheng ignored the road conditions and focused on a target as usual when shooting, but the motorcycle suddenly slowed down and intentionally suppressed the Audi behind him.

Jiang Yiheng frowned slightly, and his hand holding the steering wheel flinched restlessly.At this moment, the motorcycle driver turned his head inexplicably. Looking from Jiang Yiheng's perspective, the stain on the windshield just blocked the man's expression, and the opponent who couldn't see clearly kept holding him back, as if full of mockery.

Jiang Yiheng's heart sank, he stepped on the accelerator, and overtook at the next bend.

The motorcycle driver was not in a hurry. After the two cars entered the undersea tunnel, they still followed the Audi closely.Jiang Yiheng glanced at the left-view mirror, the lights of the tunnel kept flashing in the mirror, smooth lines across the motorcycle body in the mirror, and each long flowing line of bright color passed through the man's body, like fleeing lightning across Jiang Yiheng's heart .

The silent game is still going on.When he was about to exit the tunnel, the motorcycle driver smiled silently under the cover of his helmet, and suddenly increased his horsepower to overtake the Audi.

In the car, Jiang Yiheng's head tightened, he stepped hard, and turned the steering wheel with his right hand. The tires rubbed against the right wall of the tunnel, trying to pass through the narrow gap between the motorcycle and the tunnel.

Seeing that the car behind was annoyed, the motorcycle driver slowed down deliberately provocatively, and the hood of the Audi almost rubbed against the wheel of the motorcycle.The driver of the car completely lost his patience and decided to step on the accelerator hard, and the next second the car in front would be crushed under the car.

But the driver of the car in front was too weird, and drove the car onto the overpass after exiting the tunnel.Jiang Yiheng, who was exerting force indiscriminately, lost his target in this way. Audi rushed across the overpass and slowed down slowly, like an exiled child.

Once the sniper loses the target, the gun in his hand is useless.Jiang Yiheng came back to his senses in an instant, his car was running wildly on the road like a lost ghost, this is not his style.He had a premonition that someone in front of him was pulling him, and there were questions waiting for him.He wanted to find this person, tear off his mask, and ask him what kind of trick he was playing.

Jiang Yiheng turned decisively at the next corner and returned to the overpass.

The motorcycle had already got off the bridge from the other side. Seeing Audi following up, he wanted to start the car, but Jiang Yiheng's car passed through the middle of the isolation pile and drove straight towards him.The motorcycle had no choice but to brake, and finally stopped in front of the Audi.

The person on the motorcycle took off his helmet neatly, there were crystal drops of sweat on his forehead, and his brows and eyes were not as youthful as before.

Lianzhou shook his hair casually, raised the corners of his lips, looked at the Audi window and said:

"Long time no see, Jiang Yiheng."

The street lamp in the dark night shone on Jiang Yiheng's resolute face, and his right eye jumped suddenly.He reached out to touch his waist, and suddenly realized that the gun he was carrying was given to Luo Sheng.

Jiang Yiheng bowed slightly, and there was a small pistol hidden in the car, which he kept loaded just to be on the safe side.His brain was running fast, if Lianzhou outside the car shot in the next second, how much time and possibility would he have to escape the attack.

Lianzhou got off the motorcycle, and Jiang Yiheng locked the door with his hand.However, the man had no intention of approaching. He put his hands over his head and stood straight in front of the Audi.

"I haven't seen you for so long, I won't ask you to collect debts when we meet. I don't have a weapon, so don't worry."

Jiang Yiheng relaxed his nerves, removed the hand that was holding the car door, and looked at the man with his eyes.

Lianzhou saw that he still didn't get off the car, so he half leaned on the motorcycle and said nonchalantly, "Long time no see, I want to chat with you, don't be nervous."

During the short meeting, the man said "Long time no see" three times, Jiang Yiheng's throat tightened, thinking how could it be long time no see?

Earlier, he took Luo Sheng's life and shot Lianzhou in the subsea tunnel. There were familiar faces on the other side of the gun. The bullet scraped the air and hit the front-view mirror, and Lianzhou was not injured at all;

Earlier when he went to the High Court to pick him up, Lianzhou pinned him down angrily, swearing at him. At that time, Yishengtang, Hongxin Gang, and criminal investigation team policemen were all present, and Jiang Yiheng was not angry at all;

Not long ago, when he assassinated an Italian, Shen Keyi chased him to nowhere. He was not sure that Lianzhou would help him. When the other party used the Morse code to reply "I will help you", Jiang Yiheng felt warm.

How come it's been a long time, Lianzhou?

How many times have we met again, full of desire to speak.

Jiang Yiheng finally got out of the car, Lianzhou made a teasing tone: "Do you owe me a thank you, huh?"

Jiang Yiheng slammed into the car door, and Lianzhou continued: "I didn't help you the other day when I saw the Italian. He carried weapons and hurt people in the country. You don't know how many crimes Shen Keyi charged you, and you will eat in prison."

Jiang Yiheng listened carefully, and suddenly a sense of resistance appeared on his face: "...So, you told Shen Keyi that I was the one who shot that day?"

Reminiscent of Shen Keyi's aggressive performance at Song Huifeng's wedding, and seeing Lianzhou's cheap and good-looking face, Jiang Yiheng's eyes have changed.

"You're stupid." Lian Zhou pouted. "If you tell him that I know your identity, wouldn't I count as a 'collaborative crime'?"

When Lianzhou said this word, his tone was very artificial, and he looked straight at the person opposite him.

Jiang Yiheng's eyes were out of focus, and after a while he asked: "...Then, how did he know?"

"You are a policeman of the criminal investigation team and you don't do anything. Don't you have any clues? Luo Sheng has a few capable snipers under his command, and they know more or less. Besides..."

Lianzhou paused: "Besides, there is a connection between people. I can recognize you, but Shen Keyi can't guess how much?"

The corners of Jiang Yiheng's lips moved slightly, as if he was considering the answer.But he didn't have time to think about it, Lianzhou got off the motorcycle and took a few steps towards him.

"Then can you sense, what am I looking for you for?"