The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

It was no surprise that the lights in the police station were all off. No matter who is responsible for killing Detective Xiaoxi, he must not want others to see his face.

Team Qin advanced to the police station, and Li Si arrived shortly thereafter. The two moved slowly against the wall, illuminated by the screen light of the mobile phone.

It's not that you can't use a flashlight, but too much light can be a target in the dark.

There was no one in the police station, as if all the police officers were out of the field for a moment. Li Si fumbled on the wall with her fingers, and suddenly turned around: "Come on, take a look at this."

He touched something.

Team Qin turned his head when he heard the words, and turned up the brightness of the phone a little. There was a blackboard on the floor with a few lines of Japanese written in chalk.

Team Qin read it and translated to Li Si: "It is said that there is a dinner party in the evening, and all police officers must participate."

"They emptied the police station in this way." Li Si nodded.

The two continued to move, with a guess in their hearts.

A police station is not a convenience store, and someone always needs to stay behind. It is theoretically impossible for all police officers to go to a dinner together.

Unless someone with a high authority gives an order.

Turning a corner, Captain Qin stopped and put one hand on Li Si's chest. Li Si also stopped, sniffling.

"Dead?"

Qin Dui nodded silently, turned around and made a "shh" gesture at him, signaling Li Si not to speak.

He approached slowly, and the light of the phone moved upwards, revealing a pale face.

It was the policeman who drove for them just now.

Team Qin shook his head, turned off the screen, and wanted to discuss the next move with Li Si. Turning around, I saw Li Si wrestling with a stranger.

To say scuffle might not be accurate. Because that person was held tightly in Li Si's arms, and his head was tilted to one side.

His chest and trachea were under pressure at the same time, and the amount of oxygen he could breathe into his body was decreasing every minute. Li Si raised his eyebrows at Team Qin, and then exerted all his strength.

There was a click, and the man's chest sank, and a knife slipped from his hand.

Li Si pushed the corpse aside and lightly caught the knife with his toes.

Team Qin pursed his lips.

This man walks like a cat and doesn't make a sound when approaching. The driver should die in his hands.

But Li Si has been paying attention to the movement around him.

When the opponent gradually approached, Li Si was not in a hurry, but slowly walked around behind him, and stretched out his hand to do a skillful nape twist.

The action took only two seconds to take shape, and it was too late when this buddy realized something was wrong.

Team Qin squatted down to check the corpse's belongings, but unfortunately the other party didn't even bring a cell phone.

With a thought in his heart, he rolled up his trousers again to check the tattoo on the man's body. Also got nothing.

Li Si urged him to leave quickly, Qin Dui stood up, walked to the driver's body first, and closed his eyes for him.

Then the two went upstairs and basically searched the first floor. The gunshot should have come from the second floor.

You can see the difference between the two when you go up the stairs. Team Qin came from a professional class, strictly enforced the tactical drills, and walked very slowly with every step.

Li Si, on the other hand, was careless and stepped over two steps in one step. If it wasn't for the silent walking, Team Qin almost thought he was here to make trouble.

After stepping on the last step, Captain Qin was taken aback. Because a man in police uniform was standing opposite, with his back to them.

Team Qin was still thinking about whether to shout, but Li Si had already stepped forward, and repeated the same trick. The man's neck was stuck, and there was a whimper.

Afraid of admitting the wrong person, Li Si dragged that guy to Dui Qin and asked him to shine a flashlight on his face.

Qin Dui did as he did, with a distorted face under the police cap.

The man was almost stunned, and his eyesight was blurry.

"How to say?" Li Si tightened his arms.

Team Qin walked forward, passed them both, and just left a sentence: "I didn't see anything."

There was a rattle behind him.

A few seconds later, Li Si caught up and walked side by side with Team Qin, with an extra coat in his hand.

He kept wiping his hands on his coat, explaining, "This guy is sweating, it's disgusting."

Qin Dui turned his head sideways, his mentality was quite different from when he was in China.

In China, we must be fair and law-abiding, but in the face of small days, it is still the small days of killing mainland police officers, so it doesn't hurt to be a little flexible.

He is not a pedantic person.

Li Si wiped her hands clean. In front of the two of them was a room with the door ajar.

Qin Dui was about to push the door when he went up, but was stopped by Li Si.

Li Si moved slowly to the door and gently pushed the door panel down with her fingers.

With a creak, the gap in the door gradually widened. A knife was suddenly handed out from inside, and it stabbed Li Si's stomach accurately.

Li Si gave a "tsk", stepped back and grabbed the handle of the knife at the same time. The man found that he couldn't pull back, so he decisively raised his foot and kicked.

Li Si took a hard bite, and was just about to break the man's calf, when he was startled suddenly: "Xiaoxi?"

The person on the opposite side stopped moving because he recognized Li Si's voice.

The hand that was fighting for the sharp blade suddenly softened, Xiaoxi pushed open the door and waved to the two of them: "Come in!"

Qin Dui also realized at this time, he went in first, and Li Si was in the rear. When Li Si wanted to close the door, Xiao Xi shook her head, meaning to leave a gap in the door.

This is also some kind of easy trap.

The place where Xiaozang was hiding was an infirmary, and there was a person lying in the corner, probably dead.

Detective Xiaoxi sat on the hospital bed and tore off his shirt.

Only then did the two realize that his upper body was covered with bandages. He had exerted too much force just now, and the wound showed signs of opening.

Xiaoxi grinned in pain: "Go lift weights, you will definitely earn more than being an actor."

Team Qin faithfully translated this sentence, and Li Si stabbed him: "Please ask this guy for me, why does he have a bayonet?"

Team Qin didn't know why, but he helped out anyway. After hearing this, Xiaoxi was a little surprised, but also a little nostalgic.

Unexpectedly, Li Si recognized the way he used the knife just from the few strokes just now.

After a short silence, Xiaoxi said:

"When I was young, I participated in the Communist Party of China."

"Actually, my family used to be Chinese. Because of this incident, I can only work as a criminal policeman in this kind of rural area."

Li Si and Qin Dui were in awe after hearing this, and both of them had a little understanding of that period of history. It can only be said that if it succeeds, the pattern of East Asia will be greatly changed.

Unfortunately, it failed, or it was doomed from the beginning.

"Let's not talk about it. In the past few decades, only us leftovers still remember it."

Xiao Xi rushed to the corpse on the ground and nunuzui:

"I recognize this guy. He is the director's follower. As soon as I got the document, they wanted to kill me before I warmed it up."

Xiaoxi laughed a few times, and then let out a series of coughs.

"Let's go, you two. It's still too late to go back to China. I'm not very capable, but I can delay it for you."

Li Si smiled and handed him the coat just now.

Xiaoxi glanced twice, noticed the blood on the jacket, and showed shock on his face: "You two have already fought with people outside?"

"There's no way, they started the attack, we can only fight back." Captain Qin said.

Li Si is eager to try.

First the building, then the police station. He was always approached by people to provoke him, so he was somewhat annoyed.

"How long ago did the Fuqing Gang come about? Oh, twelve years."

He looked at Xiaoxi: "The locals are really forgetful. It's only been less than twenty years, and they're messing with Daluzai again."

"It seems necessary to impress them."