Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Qin Lan was pushed forward and staggered forward. She looked back at the young man standing there covered in water, and opened her mouth to say something.

"Come on!"

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, without waiting for her to respond, he turned around and walked towards the direction he came from. He wanted to check the trap over there to see if one of the real culprits was still there.

The motorcycle in the distance finally arrived here. Song Zongming saw Qin Lan standing on the side of the road, and quickly jumped out of the car to support him: "Are you okay? Get in the car and leave here first."

Qin Lan was picked up by his waist and placed on the motorcycle.

She turned her head to look at the boy who was leaving there, and thought of the boy's reminder to her, she quickly patted Song Zongming on the shoulder and urged, "Go, go, get out of here first."

In the bushes farther away, Wen Yan had already climbed up from the bottom of the pit, and the middle-aged man standing in the bushes with gloomy eyes raised his hunting rifle, the wooden warehouse, and pointed it at the motorcycle that was about to leave.

"boom!"

The sound of the 98 anesthetized wood hunting barn shook the bodies of all four people present in the dark night. Qin Lan watched the body of the young man who was about to start the motorcycle sway in front of him. Shooting, the coming needle stood there, causing the person on the motorcycle to slowly fall to the front of the car on the spot.

The anesthetic that can fascinate elephants instantly made Song Zongming's consciousness blurred. Qin Lan, who was sitting behind, immediately thought of something, twisted the key on the top of the motorcycle with trembling palms, and stepped on the accelerator to escape from the scene.

There was another sound of the wood hunting warehouse being moved, and the motorcycle that had just been ignited stopped again, and fell directly on the dirt road because of the loss of the support of the human body.

Song Jianyu stood in the distance watching that scene, and ran towards that direction feeling cold all over his body.

In the reeds in the distance, Wen Yan squinted at the running figure of the boy in the dark night, took out the Hongta Mountain from his pocket indifferently, lit a cigarette and stood there, silently watching Agou rush to the two people.

Song Jianyu pushed away the heavy motorcycle that was pressing on Song Zongming and Qin Lan, pulled out the needle tube on Song Zongming's shoulder, looked at the broken eyes and raised his hand to slap his cheek vigorously: "Wake up! Song Zongming, you Wake up! You can't sleep here!"

Qin Lan fell to the ground and struggled to pull out the needle in her leg. When she sat on the motorcycle and turned on the ignition, the needle went in the wrong direction.

The person who pulled out the needle grabbed the needle and stabbed it hard at his thigh, pulling out a ten-centimeter-long bloody hole.

The pain made the person on the ground wail and wake up consciously.

"Use this..." Qin Lan threw out the long needle in his hand.

Song Jianyu grabbed the long bloody needle, took Song Zongming's palm and stabbed it hard.

"Ah!!" Song Zongming, whose consciousness had collapsed, came to his senses twitching. His pupils were focused and he could clearly see that the young man in black was looking at him with tears on his face.

"Song Zongming, think about your girlfriend! She is pregnant. If you die here, she will take the baby alone and survive in the face of ridicule from countless people, so please open your eyes and get up and leave here. Walking in the southeast direction will soon lead to the main road."

Song Zongming, who had just regained consciousness, listened to the young man's words blankly, and wanted to ask how the other party knew his name?And how did he know his girlfriend was pregnant.

The tongue of the person who had been anesthetized couldn't control his tongue. Song Zongming, who was supported to get up, looked up and saw a middle-aged man holding a hunting, wooden warehouse in his hand under the light of the motorcycle headlight. Cigarettes with scarlet flames.

Raising the hunting rifle, Mu Cang aimed at the back of the black-clothed boy in front of him.

"careful!"

Song Zongming rushed forward, and pressed the young man in front of him to avoid the gun, Mucang, the silver needle brushed past them and hit the ground, kicking up dust.

The young man, whose whole body was under Song Zongming's body, looked back and saw the real murderer standing two meters away from them holding a hunting and wooden warehouse, all old and new grudges welled up in his heart.

Song Jianyu pushed Song Zongming away, and when he stood up, he grabbed the long needle on the ground and walked towards him.

"puff!"

Wen Yan holds the gun, Mu Cang shoots the person in front of him without hesitation, even if the person is his own son.

The boy in black who was advancing staggered two steps forward and got a needle in his right leg.

Song Jianyu hid the long needle in his palm and stared straight ahead with the gun, Mu Cang pointed at his real murderer, "Dad, give me a chance to explain, and I will tell you why I let them go."

"Agou, I told you that if you want to live with me, you can no longer have compassion. Do you think you are saving them? You are actually harming them, do you know?"

Song Jianyu nodded, walked up to him with his right leg, raised his hand to cover Mu Cang's eyes and took Mu Cang down, "I know, so I want to do it myself, can you give me this?"

Wen Yan didn't answer, his fingers were still pressed on the wrench, and he looked up at the two people lying on the ground in the distance with those inverted triangle eyes.

The person standing in front of him, taking advantage of the moment when he looked up into the distance, swung the long needle hidden in the palm of his left hand at the real murderer's neck.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wen Yan held the hunting tightly in his hand, and the anesthetic hidden in the wooden warehouse was mercilessly punched out.

Song Jianyu blocked the hunter with his body, and Mu Cang threw away the long needle that hurt the person just now, hugged the person tightly with all four limbs, turned his head and rushed to the two struggling people over there and shouted: "Go! Go!"

Three meters away, Song Zongming and Qin Lan sped up their movements, supported each other to get up, pushed up the motorcycle on the ground and climbed into the car.

The sound of the motorcycle starting to leave came. Song Jianyu looked at the middle-aged man who was entangled by his limbs and lowered his head and bit his ear.

"Master also left a mark for you!"

He bit off half of the real murderer's ear, and Wen Yan finally broke free from his limbs and punched him in the face.

When the world in front of him turned into black and white, Song Jianyu vaguely heard a cry, and he didn't know anything in the next second...

Song Zongming on the other side took Qin Lan to step on the accelerator of the motorcycle to the maximum, and the two of them moved forward until they saw bright street lights.

A white vehicle with the logo of the traffic brigade was parked in front of the intersection in the distance, and three traffic policemen were directing the collision of two cars on the side of the road, when they saw a rickety motorcycle coming from a distance The car drove straight in the direction of the three traffic policemen.

Three traffic policemen in uniform blew their whistles and raised their hands to signal the other party to stop: "Stop! Stop!"

The people on the motorcycle did not obey the command of the traffic police, and directly hit a green tree beside it and overturned before stopping.

Three traffic police rushed to the two people who were thrown off by motorcycles.

Qin Lan hadn't eaten much for a few days, and the anesthetic on her body flared up again, and she passed out before approaching the traffic police in the distance.

Song Zongming fell to the ground with blurred eyes, and grabbed the traffic policeman who came to check the situation, "Save...save him..."

"Save someone? Alas, don't sleep."

Being in a coma in a traffic accident is a very serious matter. After the traffic police patted his cheek lightly to make sure that he would not wake up, he quickly called 120 ambulance.

When the ambulance took them away and sent them to the emergency room of the hospital, the abrasions on the two of them caused by hitting the tree were all small wounds.

It's just that when the doctor was cleaning their wounds, they accidentally discovered that the two of them had been injected with a large amount of anesthetics, which exceeded the human body's dosage, and two of them had a cut on their thighs as long as the palm of their hands with a sharp object, and the other had been wounded in the palm of their hands. A person poked a hole.

At the same time, pinholes hit by the anesthetic were found on both of them.

The local emergency center directly dialed 110, made a detailed report on the situation of the patients admitted here, and asked the police to come over to check the situation.

After receiving the call, the police came to the hospital. After comparison and confirmation, they recognized Qin Lan as the woman who had been missing for a week recently.

As for Song Zongming's identity, it was soon confirmed through the student ID card in his pocket.

"When will they wake up?" The police asked the doctor in the hospital after checking and confirming the identities of the two.

The doctor in charge of the emergency department pushed the eyes on the bridge of the nose, "Both of them have been injected with a large amount of anesthetic, which is usually used on elephants, and the amount of anesthetic in the male body is higher than that of the female. If it is more, they estimate that it will take at least two days, maybe even three days to wake up."

"As for the woman who was sent here together, we sewed up the wounds on her body and did some examinations for her. This is her examination report."

The attending doctor handed the printed reports to the police.

Shi Hongwei flipped through the inspection report in his hand, and after reading a few pages, he asked the doctor impatiently: "Doctor, you should explain it to me directly, I can't understand this inspection report either."

Shi Hongwei, who had only been in the Criminal Investigation Brigade for three months, took over the 863 serial murder case as the first case he took over with his senior master.

"This woman has been suffering from malnutrition recently. It can be seen from the bruises and traces left on her hands and feet. She has been imprisoned and her personal freedom has been controlled recently. We also have many small bruises on her body. It was found at the wound that she had many marks of being bitten by fish-like creatures, and she may have been placed in a fishpond or pond in the near future, and the police can try to investigate from this aspect."

Shi Hongwei wrote down these contents, thanked the doctor and came out of the doctor's office.

I saw a family of three walking with luggage in the corridor of the ward not far away.

A couple and a boy who was only five or six years old were asking the nurse where the girl sent by the emergency center was today.

Shi Hong walked towards the family with great strides, and took out his work ID, "Who are you looking for?"

"Qin Lan, Qin Lan is my daughter. I heard that the police have found my daughter, right? Where is my daughter?"

Shi Hongwei raised his chin towards the door of Ward 312 not far away, "At 312."

He also handed Qin Lan's inspection report to the other party: "This is Qin Lan's inspection report. She hasn't woken up yet, so go in and have a look at her."

Five-year-old Qin Shiguan hugged the little bear doll in his arms, and raised his arms high to catch the inspection report belonging to his sister.

After the family of three entered the ward, they found a policeman standing by the window, guarding the two unconscious patients in the ward.

In the temporarily isolated ward, Song Zongming lay unconscious on the left bed, and on the right bed was Qin Lan, whom the Qin family had been searching for for a week.

"Lan'er!" Seeing her daughter who had been missing for a week lying silently on the hospital bed, Qin's mother couldn't control her emotions and cried out.

Shi Hongwei stood outside the door and didn't go in. After a while, he heard hurried footsteps from the corridor in the distance. A female student with disheveled hair and a schoolbag rushed up to him, "Hello, may I ask if you know today's Where is the patient named Song Zongming?"

"Who are you?" Shi Hongwei looked him up and down.

"I'm his girlfriend and I got a call at school saying he had been taken to the hospital."

When Shi Hongmei received the call, he heard that Song Zongming had passed out after a car accident, and was carried to a cool place by his classmates to wash his face with cold water before waking up.

When she woke up, she ran over with her purse.

"At 312. He hasn't woken up yet, so go in and keep your voice down."

Before Shi Hongwei finished speaking, the female student in front of him went straight to Ward 312 without looking back.

Soon there was another burst of crying in the ward, and Shi Hongwei sighed silently.

He knew that no one would listen to his words at this time.

In Ward 312, Qin Shiguan, who was only five years old, was placed on a small bench. The person sitting on the bench was holding the bear doll that his sister gave him before he disappeared, and the thick stack of inspection reports in the other.

The boy who hadn't graduated from kindergarten sat there with his legs hanging in the air and his head lowered, carefully reading the inspection report in his hand that he didn't understand most of the words.

In front of the hospital bed on the left next door, Shi Hongmei held Song Zongming's palm wrapped in layers of gauze, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"Ouch, come here!"

From the corner of the eye, the Qin family next door saw the little girl in front of the hospital bed next door, crying and falling down.

Qin's father hurried over to help him up, and the policeman waiting in the ward went out to call for him immediately, "Doctor, doctor, come here, someone has passed out!"

Shi Hongmei, who was unconscious, was quickly sent to another ward by the nurses and doctors who rushed over.

Shi Hongwei also stood outside the door and waited, otherwise the patients in 312 hadn't woken up yet, and their family members would follow them to increase their workload.

Fortunately, Shi Hongmei just passed out from being too emotional for a while.

After she woke up, the doctor handed her the examination report just arrived.

"You're fine, but you're a little anemic. In addition, after you have a baby in your stomach, remember to take more folic acid supplements. You should rest here for a while before standing up."

Lying on the hospital bed, holding the examination report that the doctor handed her with a dazed expression.

She is pregnant, and she and Song Zongming have a baby.