Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The impolite remarks silenced the entire audience.

After a moment, the police officer on Han Yang's right lowered his head and whispered, "Who knows whether he doesn't want to or can't."

He Wei glanced at the man and turned to walk out the door.

Remembering the rumors about He Wei in the Municipal Bureau, Lu Yuxing stepped forward and grabbed He Wei's arm.

"you come back."

"What?"

"Come once."

He Wei frowned. Based on his understanding of Lu Yuxing, she was not someone who liked to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Let's give it a try." She pushed He Wei to the shooting area. "It's just right. Everyone is here."

Ready.

He Wei stood at the shooting position and looked at the paper man of the shooting range standing opposite him loading bullets.

As the sound of loading the gun was heard, He Wei suddenly raised his arm and held the gun with one hand.

Instantly, everyone in the venue held their breath.

boom!

The bullet cut through the air like a meteor and headed straight for the bull's eye.

The dull sound of impact echoed in the shooting gallery.

Before everyone could react to the first ten rings, four consecutive shots hit the ten rings.

50 rings, full.

noon.

Fei Chen came back from the hospital, and just as he sat down on the chair, the three funny guys in the office came back.

"Cool!!!!"

Han Yang's sudden shout scared him so much that his hands began to tremble.

Looking at the tea spilled on the table, Fei Chen immediately took out two pieces of paper and wiped it while complaining: "What's wrong with you guys?"

Every time I come back from going out, I am either sad, excited, swearing, or feeling like my soul is leaving my body.

He just couldn't understand how they lived in two different worlds in the same unit! ?

"Deputy Captain, you're back!"

They were so busy venting their anger that they didn't even notice anyone.

Fei Chen curled his lips. He had long been accustomed to the fact that they would often suddenly immerse themselves in their own world without any warning and could not extricate themselves.

He picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, and heard Han Yang say excitedly: "Let's take the boss to the cafeteria to eat at noon today!"

"puff!"

Fei Chen sprayed.

He looked up and saw the three little ones looking at him with concern.

"Captain, are you okay?"

Fei Chen shook his head and took out four pieces of paper to wipe his computer and his mouth.

"What happen to you guys?"

If he hadn't suffered from amnesia, it would have been only a week since Han Yang made a declaration in the office that he would never go to the cafeteria to eat again.

Han Yang crossed his arms over his chest, and his malicious laughter made Fei Chen feel numb all over.

"What's going on? Didn't we agree not to go to dinner again? Now not only are you going, but you're also bringing He Wei with you? Are you trying to use him to give yourself courage?"

"Deputy Captain, that's wrong."

Han Yang raised his eyebrows mysteriously.

"Things are different now. The boss who was once plagued by rumors has returned to the throne with only five bullets. Now he stands out from the crowd. No one in the world dares to talk nonsense behind his back anymore!"

……

"Um, can you understand what I said?"

Fei Chen said mercilessly: "You are sick."

What a mess.

He's back on the throne. Where does he think this is, a film set?

"no!"

Han Yang stood up and was about to explain while gesturing, when Shang Siwen suddenly reached out and pulled him back, picking up a brand new spare mask to cover his mouth.

Shang Siwen gave Chen Zeyang a look and he got the signal.

He turned around and narrated in modern terms everything that had just happened in the shooting range.

I thought something happened.

Fei Chen said helplessly: "Once in the cafeteria last time, and once in the shooting range this time. Now I am beginning to doubt whether you know He Wei."

Pistol shooting, holding the gun with one hand, five shots and ten rings.

For Yu Hewei, it was just a common occurrence. As for the three children shouting and screaming to scare him, it was just a pity that the tea was spilled!

"No." Chen Zeyang added, "The truth is not that simple."

"What do you mean?"

"First of all, the distance is 50 meters, which is the limit of the police guns in our hands. Secondly, the continuous shooting, one-handed shooting, no bullets hit the target, and there is only a bullet hole on the bull's eye at the end. Finally, and this is the main reason why we are so happy."

Chen Zeyang turned to look at Shang Siwen. She hadn't said a word since she entered the room, even though it was such a satisfying thing.

"That's right. We saw everything we should have seen! Team One, Team Two, and those who trained with the three of us believed the rumors spread by Team He!"

"Are you trying to say that the three people you trained with believed and possibly spread rumors about Howe?"

"Correct!"

Fei Chen understood their feelings, but wasn’t the incoherent speech too exaggerated?

Haven't they heard the saying that good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles?

When you do good things, there are often not many people promoting you. On the contrary, when you do bad things, it’s different.

After this training session, no one mentioned the sharpshooter, but there may be more and more rumors about He Wei's bad temper.

"Woooo!!"

Han Yang's sudden struggle startled Shang Siwen. She took her hand away and saw him pointing at He Wei, who flashed across the corridor, and yelling, "Boss!"

He Wei paused, turned back and asked, "What's the matter?"

"What are you going to do?"

It is normal to ask this question, but the problem is that the subordinate is asking the leader.

He Wei frowned: "Can you still control me?"

"no!"

Han Yang pointed to the clock on the wall and it said 5 minutes to 11:30.

"We want to meet you in the cafeteria for dinner."

"I'm busy." After saying that, He Wei ran away.

The three little ones rushed out and followed him.

"Why are you busy? What's up?"

They still hope to be proud of themselves!

He Wei fiddled with his phone, texting Bai Jianan while saying, "I'm going home to cook."

Cook?

The three of them looked at each other, and Han Yang asked, "Give it to Brother Bai?"

Hearing this, He Wei stood still, turned around and said, "From now on, you can only call me Brother Bai, and remove the word "I"."

It’s a strange request, but it’s He Wei’s order.

Han Yang said "Oh" in a dull voice.

Afterwards, the three little ones took turns asking questions.

"Why are you cooking for Mr. Bai? Isn't his hand healed yet?"

"Did Brother Bai ask you to go back home to cook at noon every day?"

"If I drive back now to start the stove, will I be able to come back to work in the afternoon? Otherwise, I can go to the cafeteria and pack some to take back!"

"Yes, yes, the food in the cafeteria is delicious now. Mr. Bai hasn't tried it yet. I'm sure he will like it!"

He Wei opened the car door and sighed.

Isn't he really the captain of the criminal investigation team, not a kindergarten teacher?

"Remember, in Ji An's eyes, no matter how delicious the food in the cafeteria is, it's not as delicious as what I cook."

Han Yang didn't believe it: "You've only learned to cook for a few days? How can it be better than what the cafeteria makes..."

He Wei glared at him and Han Yang immediately changed his words.

"It's unpalatable! That's right, no matter how many days you learn to cook, it can never be worse than what the cafeteria cooks."

Time was running out and He Wei didn't have time to bother with them.

He lowered his eyes and scanned the ground, and reminded before starting the car: "Don't worry about the pressure on your feet."

As soon as they finished speaking, the three little ones moved in unison and suddenly jumped back.

Looking at He Wei's gradually disappearing back, the seeds of melancholy sprouted in my heart.

"Hey!" Chen Zeyang shouted, "Look."

In the distance, the SUV that was about to drive out of the gate stopped.