just in time

The closed warehouse door was broken open by the armed police, and more than a dozen armed police filed in. Only four people were seen lying on the ground in a mess.

"Hostages—alive! Ambulance!!"

"Someone got shot!"

"The kidnapper is alive!"

The police lights outside were blaring, and the ambulance got off the stretcher.

Wang Lianhua, head of the Criminal Police Division of the Wucheng Public Security Bureau, strode in and said to the people behind, "Have you found the person who called the police?"

"Not yet, the other party is calling from a public phone." Someone quickly followed, "Damn, it really is Ge San."

In the past half a month, the Municipal Bureau has been working overtime on Wang Youwei's case, and people are going crazy. At this moment, it is almost like someone packed up the criminal suspects and sent them to them, and also helped to solve it by the way. The kidnapping case that was solved was simply a miracle from heaven.

"Fuck me!" the forensic doctor in the team exclaimed at Ge San, who had only one breath left, "What kind of enmity is this?"

Wang Lianhua's attention was attracted by him, "What's wrong?"

"The hostages did this?" The forensic doctor pointed to Ge San on the stretcher, "This method is not far behind that of a professional killer! It really only leaves a sigh of relief."

"Bullshit, professional killers never let people down." Someone leaned over to look at Ge San, and couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Tsk."

"Hurry to the hospital!" Wang Lianhua roared, obviously catching the kidnappers and rescuing the hostages didn't make him feel better. "Didn't the caller say there was a five or six-year-old child? Where is he!?"

"I have already sent people to search nearby!" Someone hurriedly replied.

The case went so smoothly that Wang Lianhua felt acutely uneasy, "Continue to investigate, and we must find out the person who called the police."

"Team Wang!" A technical detective ran towards him with an evidence bag, "Look at this!"

Wang Lianhua took the evidence bag and found that there was a piece of broken glass the size of a thumb inside, and he frowned.

"What is this?" The forensic doctor leaned over to look, "It looks familiar."

Wang Lianhua took a look at the myopia glasses he was wearing, "This is the lens, and the degree of myopia is not low depending on the thickness."

"I found it near where Ge San was lying." The technical detective added.

The forensic doctor recalled the wound on Ge San's body just now, "Damn it, can't it? Ge San's skills are difficult to deal with with the stamp of T Province. Using glasses...is he really a professional high-level killer?"

Wang Lianhua's face was ugly, "The two hostages and the two kidnappers are not short-sighted. Besides the child, there is a fifth person at the scene."

The fifth person, suspected of being a professional killer, did not know whether he was fighting with Ge San or had other purposes. In addition, there was an unidentified person who played a vital role in calling the police.

—In an instant, most of the excitement and excitement of capturing Ge San subsided.

"Team Wang, the kidnapped hostages are the young master of the Chang family and his classmates." Another person ran over with a phone, "The director's call."

"That Chang Ziqi's family is very rich, and his uncle is from the province..." Someone told Wang Lianhua, "The director is not in a good mood."

Wang Lianhua answered the phone and listened with a sinking face.

After a while, he cut off the phone and asked the person next to him, "How are the two hostages doing?"

"Chang Ziqi was shot in the right shoulder. He lost a lot of blood and fell into a coma. Another man named Qi Huo should have had a physical confrontation with the kidnapper. It seems that he even grabbed the gun from the kidnapper and suffered multiple fractures..."

Wang Lianhua's eyebrows moved slightly, "Biaozi."

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student dared to fight the kidnapper without hesitation, not to mention the kidnapper still had a gun in his hand. I don't know whether to praise him for being brave or out of his mind.

"Block the surrounding bus stations and train stations! - Make sure to find the fifth person!"

"Where's that child!? Did you find it?"

"There should have been two guns at the scene, but only one was found!"

"I found the footprints of a child in the woods!"

"Release the police dogs!"

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The flower in Yun Fang's hand was already stained with blood so that he couldn't tell what color it was. He knew that he was seriously injured.

He was already physically exhausted when he stopped in front of Ge San, and Ge San was almost uninjured and had plenty of physical strength. At this time, there was no way to subdue Ge San by relying on skills alone. He could only resist forcefully and dragged him to the police.

But the disparity in physical strength is fatal in the contest of outlaws. In the end, he relied on his breath to hold on. He couldn't remember whether he kept his hand or not, and he couldn't realize where he was and why he came. All he knew was that he couldn't let Ge San walk out of the door behind him.

He forgot whether the glasses were broken or he took them off, his blood was full, and he regained the familiar feeling of killing people. When Ge San fell down in front of him, he subconsciously wanted to cut Ge San's throat.

But at the moment when he was shot to death, a picture suddenly flashed in his somewhat chaotic mind.

That day should be during recess in the classroom, Yi Chenliang turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of smiles, behind him was the clean glass window and the blue sky outside the window, the sun shining on Yi Chenliang made Yi Chenliang The boy looked warm.

'We got married right out of college. '

Yi Chenliang's familiar voice echoed in his ears.

As if the flood gates had been opened, countless fragments of memories flooded into his mind, reminding him that he is not now a desperado who can ignore everything.

He has a clean and innocent identity, which includes parents who are strangers but love him, teachers who look forward to him eagerly, and friends who are bluffing...everyone he meets after his rebirth is one after another. It kept appearing in his mind, like countless long thin threads, entangled in his hand holding the lens, trying to keep his hand and the broken lens away from Ge San's throat.

But—by killing Ge San, many things will never happen again, Wang Youwei is like fate—Ban’s death left him with too much fear, he clenched the sharp and shining lens, trying to tear it away. Break those soft, irritating threads.

He doesn't trust the police.

For him, the dead are always the safest guarantee.

But... Yun Fang felt a tingling pain in his palm, the lens pierced into his flesh, blood soaked through his blue and white school uniform along his wrist.

He stared at Ge San who was dying on the ground, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He was reluctant to part with Yi Chenliang.

He promised Yi Chenliang that he would grow up with him, and that Yi Chenliang would never abandon him again.

- It is too painful for a person to walk forward alone, and he himself - walked alone for 35 years.

He was reluctant to let Yi Chenliang follow in his footsteps.

Behind Yun Fang seemed to be a phantom, embracing him tenderly, reaching out to hold his hand holding the lens, and together with the countless slender silk threads, slowly and firmly pulled back the bloody hand into the world.

The sound of the siren was getting closer, and he was suddenly awakened. The instinct of a desperado for many years made him stand up suddenly, and rushed out to run into the forest.

Cannot be seen by the police.

He is going to find Yi Chenliang.

There was only one thought left in his fuzzy mind.

He wanted to go back and hug him.

Yi Chenliang's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you sleepy?"

"Hmm..." Yun Fang closed his eyes, "I'm so sleepy."

"Sleep when you're sleepy." Yi Chenhao seemed to be back on the bed, "I'm a little sleepy too, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Xiao Yi." He held on, and called out to Yi Chenliang, with burning pain in his trachea and lungs.

Most likely internal bleeding.

He didn't know if he could survive by luck, he had always been reticent, but he and Yi Chenliang still had so much to say, so much that he didn't know where to start.

He remembered Qi Huo looking at the ring before he went to die. He couldn't understand it before, but now he knew the reason.

That should be regret and regret——

"Go to bed early." His hand holding the phone was shaking.

"Well, you go to bed early too." Yi Chenliang probably felt that he was really sleepy, so he hung up the phone.

Yun Fang looked down at the blackened screen, and his voice drifted in the evening wind with his vague consciousness:

"……I love you."

——and a deep love that cannot be expressed in words.