Hidden Assassin

When I woke up, it was daytime and it started snowing outside the hospital window, with my mother and sister standing by.

Painful feeling on her shoulders, she spent seconds remembering what happened at night, shootouts, candy fried chestnuts, bullets, flying people and that shovel. When I got out of bed, I shook my sister up, and then, naturally, a chicken dog jumped.

“... Qing Sister, you've been asleep all night with a bullet in your shoulder, but the doctor says you fell on your head when you fell down, but it's not serious. We were late last night. We only caught a member of the fishhead tissue nicknamed Duck, but the others got away. We're currently hunting down and...”

“And Ko, please, even if you are in a hurry, can you add punctuation symbols when talking...”

“Oh, okay.” The police officer who had just joined the criminal police nodded, "That's it... Oh, and the director said you were shot, you can take a vacation, it's almost New Year's Eve anyway, leave this matter to Captain Chung for assistance. ”

“What kind of assistance? Zhong Jimin robbed me to work, right...”

Mu Qingqing nodded his lips, “Since there's nothing wrong with this side of the wound, I'll be there, the case is mine, ask Zhong Jimin to step aside. By the way, the candy chestnut guy, is everything all right? ”

“Is he all right? We tried to get him to go back last night to take a statement, but he didn't talk to anyone. He just pushed the car away. Qing Sister, you said he helped you before you passed out. Then everyone knew he was a fool, so... we basically didn't want to embarrass him about his statement...”

“Oh.” Mu Qing nodded, "He called the... duck, suddenly knocked me out, saved my life. ”

“Yeah, yeah.” Speaking of which, Xiao Ke smiled, "His shovel was iron, very sunk, suddenly knocked over, the average person really couldn't catch it, the guy with the nicknamed duck was beaten pretty bad, now he's watching in the ward over there, he hasn't woken up yet. ”

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Mu Qingqing died unwilling to take time off, even wanted to be discharged from hospital early. In the next few days, the mother and sister did not like it. The shooting was already very worrying. She could not take a vacation without being shot. She did not want to go home for New Year's Eve. What a shameful act. At one time, the various words used to try the thousand ancient sinners were caught by her former servants.

And in Mu Qing's view, this is really a big case she doesn't want to give up. She was previously transferred to the city involuntarily, with a lot of involvement and contradiction, but her perseverance was that she could always apply for a new transfer if she did well and had enough grades. It would be much better to bite your teeth off and move back to the river sea once and for all than to take some time to run home each year in a pitiful way.

Besides, it's New Year's Eve when she runs back, she can almost clearly see a series of reciprocal banquets arranged every morning and afternoon. Parents and relatives get married in their ears every day nagging, God, that's normal. Now she puts a bandage on her shoulder and puts a patch on the back of her brain to make out with each other... don't you feel ashamed in the past life...

After all, the mother and the sister had their own business, and had intended to come and go for a night or two, because she had been shot for two more days. It was no big deal to see her, she couldn't talk, and she finally left. Thought it would be a lot of snow. The weather cooled rapidly for several days. Finally, there was a white feeling on the street. Mu Qing went home after three days in the hospital. She was picked up by a nearby police officer at work every day. As she passed that intersection, she watched the vegetable entrance there deliberately. As if there had been no shootout that night, everything was as usual.

Sugar scrambled chestnuts, man selling sugar scrambled chestnuts, that blue roof trolley, when there was a guest, the man stood up and sold something, and without the guest, he sat there as usual, thinking about things. She used to buy things from each other, but if she said thank you, it was as if she didn't hear anything at all, and she didn't know what really happened that night, so she temporarily restored him to his senses and alerted him like that.

Over the next few days, it started to snow heavily.

They all said that the injuries were a hundred days old, but it was healing time, the treatment was proper, Mu Qing side recovered the normal person's mobility after only a week, with bandages on his shoulders, it was impossible to do too intense exercise. On the other hand, little progress has been made on the fish head side.

Judging from the interrogation of the ducks and the subsequent investigation, a total of two people returned from abroad, the head of the fish's cousin Silver Tiger, the other person is good at computers, explosives and other things, nicknamed glasses, both can be counted as heinous criminals, at least killing people is unequivocal. Seven days later, no clues have been found that the likelihood of catching them is diminishing. However, in Mu Qingqing's view, they still had a chance, the snow sealed the mountains, the police closely monitored the road to and from Yujiang, and more importantly, she seemed to have been hit in the head with a random shot that night, so that if the injuries escaped in such circumstances, there would never have been any sign of her escape.

According to the tone of the duck interrogation, the silver tiger and glasses were not only bloodthirsty but also quite arrogant. They did not put the inland police or anything in their eyes. After analyzing it, they thought that if the other party was really so poor and vicious, this matter would be blocked. If the fish head accidents, it might even come to retaliate, there were few similar cases, but not yet, most of them persuaded Mu Qingqing to be vigilant in the recent period. After this random discussion, every time she passed that intersection, she couldn't help but stop and see, it was more difficult for the other party to retaliate herself. If she wanted to retaliate against that fool, it would be much easier.

Heavy snow, like goose fur, has been underground for days, on the roof of the roof of the market on the pole, thick snow accumulation and ice prisms are everywhere, some branches have been crushed, heaps of snow piled up on the sides of the road, and the roads have been somewhat unclean, and the entire Yujiang has become a snow-covered city. The candy scrambled chestnut roof also accumulated snow, still waiting less than six o'clock every day, the street lights turned on at night, the voltage was low, it looked dull, there were no pedestrians on the cold streets, the heavy snow was raging, the battery supported lights still lit up on the corner of the market, accompanied by this lonely land.

Muqing couldn't eat candy and scrambled chestnuts these days. She bought them twice and took them to the police station to split them up. She sat in the car and looked at the light in the heavy snow. She was also a little confused. What could she do? Run over and tell him you have to be careful, someone might come to retaliate against you... that's ridiculous, that's a fool, you said it a hundred times he doesn't have to take it seriously. But anyway, that shovel saved itself. After two nights of watching this, I thought the fool was dressed very little, no gloves, no scarf, no hat, a few clothes I saw myself felt cold, my body was really good, no wonder I could easily knock the guy with the nickname duck down.

In the past few days, there was a little insert, and the person my mother had introduced me to make another phone call, saying that she had been asked out to dinner to see a movie, and after learning of her injuries, I went to see her with flowers. Mu Qingqing didn't have much of a crush on this man, but that was the way the relatives were, and she was not young. Soon after, she simply left the matter behind and watched the relationship develop later.

In any case, she is not a person who likes to owe someone something. On the evening of the eighth day after the accident, she was a little late for work. At that intersection, it was 10: 15, and the trolley selling candy scrambled chestnuts had left. She thought about it and drove her car to catch up. The sky was still snowing and the tracks and footprints on the road were fairly clear. She pulled over when it was too snowy and the road was narrow, which now seemed difficult, so it would be better to walk.

Put on the coat, put on gloves, hat, scarf, snow accumulation about 10 centimeters thick, step on the "sand” sound, she looked at the pushed car marks and footprints, had to be exclaimed, the place itself purely walked a little hard, to push a car like that up and not slip, it is amazing.

This way up the hill, after the turn, it is a downhill, at this time it has reached the outskirts of the city, not far out, on one side is the dark and unspoiled river lane and trees planted in the river shadow, on the other side is against the mountain, rarely pulled out houses, there are fences into vegetable gardens, the street lights are mostly broken, there is a dusk at a distance, the lights in the house are also out, but the weather has closed the door and the sound of TV can be heard, but overall, the whole road is like a dark swamp, the wind blowing by the river, which makes it look even cooler.

So far along the road, a two-story building appeared on the other side of the river, and she approached it and found it stretching that way. A room on this side of the road was open door, an informal retail store. An elderly man was watching TV at the counter, saw Mu Qing walking by and looked at her.

Suddenly, the sound of "ah-” came from the small house on the other side of the river, like a painful and repressed moan, like a beast roaring in the night, Mu Qingqing cleared up for a moment, and saw the old woman in the next retail department look over there, and now walks over: “Auntie, what's going on over there? ”

The old man also looked quite angry. He glanced over there again: “Oh, I think the young man is having another headache...”

Eh?

“You don't know... that house over there was supposed to be a dangerous building, but it hasn't been demolished, there used to be some homeless people, people who wanted food to live there, but by the way, the house was built by the river, and now it wobbles up scared people, who knows when it will fall down, nobody dares to live more. Last year the young man, I don't know where to get a car to sell candy fried chestnuts..."

“... Alas, his brain doesn't know what kind of illness he has. It's usually okay. At least he sells things fairly clearly. Sometimes at night, he probably has a headache when he touches it. It's not twice. I've seen it too. It hurts so bad, it hurts so much... It's better now. It used to be more often, but it won't be long. It'll be a while. Alas, he also looks like a good guy, in his 20s, nobody cares about him, that's all... do you know him? ”

Mu Qing Qing listened to the woman and nodded, then turned towards the small building opposite her. In the dark, she turned on a flashlight. The small building was built by the river with thick snow. It looked abandoned for a long time. The earthen stones on one side were also a little soft, and the wind blew through, which was truly shaky. Walking up that staircase, the door on the second floor was not closed and there was a slight light coming out of it. Push the door open, it's a four-sided, airy house.

The wall on one side broke a hole, there was no glass on the window, even the wooden frame did not look like it, the floor of the house was even obviously slightly inclined, in the light connected by the battery, there were two small shelves in the room, put some messy things, on the ground at the corner of the room was a thin roll of mattress, probably the bed, in the light, there was a sack of chestnuts, on the other side of the barrel was a chestnut with a knife cut open, the knife currently fell on the floor. The man selling sugar and fried chestnuts was curling at the edge of the wall, biting his teeth, shaking violently, sweating like slurry, and seeping constantly from his forehead. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)