The Underworld Detective

Zhang Jiulin and I rushed over simultaneously. Zhang Jiulin bit his finger and dropped blood on the broken intestine. I checked the pulse of the teenager. He was not dead, but temporarily unconscious. Wang Ai Dynasty shot through his right shoulder.

The teenager was the dragon we were looking for. I shook Huang Xiaotao and said: "Call an ambulance. ”

Just now, Zhang Jiulin dragged me into the clothes: “Who told you to do this? ”

I said, "I'm afraid something's happened to you. ”

Zhang Jiulin sighed helplessly and let go of me. “Thank you for your kindness! ”

At last, the weaning of the bowel was taken care of. I explained to Deputy Director Zheng that it took him a while to agree that the weaning of the bowel was taken away by Zhang Jiulin.

I was tired and ready to take off my official clothes. Huang Xiaotao suddenly grabbed my arm and opened his phone and said: "Smile! ”

We came to take a selfie, Huang Xiaotao said that this photo was to be hidden, then he opened the photo album and realized that my face was actually blurred, and there was a middle-aged man's face hidden on it, which looked a little like mine.

It was a long time ago that I found out that the face of the middle-aged man was my ancestor, Judge Song Chi!

Dragon did not regret being sent to the hospital to rescue him. The next morning, Zhang Jiulin left, and Huang Xiaotao and I gave him a lift. At the train station, he told me to have a chance to go to Wuhan to play.

I would love to go on a date with Huang Xiaotao, unfortunately the reality does not allow it, there are still some things to take care of, a memorial service for several police officers and the police officers who were killed, as well as a closing report.

There is no mention of Zhang Jiulin in the file, mainly because these things are too amazing, I have to try to rationalize them and make them scientific.

Three days later, Huang Xiaotao told me that the dragon did not regret waking up, but his body was still weak, and the training could only be conducted in the hospital.

We arrived at the hospital and saw the dragon lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Huang Xiaotao glanced at the policeman in charge. They went out. We closed the door and sat in front of the dragon with a chair.

I said, "Talk to me, how did you get the gut cut and why did you murder the cops? ”

The dragon didn't regret the silence for a few seconds before he said, "Will I be like my brother? ”

I said, "No, you killed so many people. It's definitely the death penalty! ”

Dragons don't regret laughing, “Who can prove I killed someone? I just blew an instrument a few times, and then someone committed suicide. Who can prove that their death was related to me? ”

I thought I was really smart. In fact, before I came here, the judiciary and the public security organs had been studying it all night. On what charges should I prosecute this case? Ultimately, it was agreed that Dragon would not regret prosecuting him for premeditated murder, that gut breaking was merely a tool, and that there was no difference between a knife and a gun, and that Dragon would not regret being the perpetrator, and that he should be held legally responsible.

I said, "The law is more flexible than you think. You can't escape the law. Even if you think that 'playing an instrument' is not a homicide, I'll play it in front of you with this instrument! ”

The dragon doesn't regret getting excited, which proves he's still afraid to die. He almost knocked down the infusion set as he struggled, and we held him steady. He said, "You're a cop, how can you do this?" ”

I said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a cop! Just a criminal advisor. ”

His face eased down: “What are you doing here? ”

I said lightly, "I just want to know how you, a promising teenager, fell into a homicidal maniac. ”

Dragons don't regret grinning: “What's the future? My life has been ruined since you framed my brother. ”

He finally took off his guard and started talking about his experiences. When he was eight years old, his brother, who depended on him, was arrested, and since then he has been bearing the notoriety of his family, suffering from cold eyes, discrimination and bullying. Everyone around him, classmates and teachers alike, has deliberately and unintentionally demarcated his boundaries.

Simply discriminated against, his life was blocked, his promotion to school and finding a job were 10,000 times harder than others!

He clearly took the key high school with excellent grades, but when the school investigated his file and found that he had a brother in jail, he refused him. He had to go to the worst schools, and when he was looking for a job, all the units refused to take him, and he had to pick the worst jobs.

Since he was a little boy, he couldn't do anything to break the curse, but he loved his brother and worshipped his brother, so he didn't resent him at all.

He believed that all of this had been caused by the police, who were jealous of his brother's talent, so they set him up and indirectly ruined his life.

Since then, he has been planning to avenge himself. He has been following the movements of these officers, and when he sees their promotion to merit, he is filled with resentment. But the weak one, how is he going to fight the whole public security organ?

Until later, a mystery man found him and gave him something. The mystery man told him that his brother had died in prison, and that the police were afraid to tell the truth after his brother came out before designing the murder, which made him even more angry.

The mystery man said that he could be helped to avenge his death by blowing a melody that would give those policemen the reward they deserved.

Helpless people would always believe in the impossible, so he accepted the fact that, after his brother's sentence had expired, his revenge plan had been launched.

As he continued to kill the police, the fire of vengeance inside him began to burn, revenge engulfed him, making his body weaker and weaker, and he was forced to support him with his own will and medication. The more he used the amputation, the more he could feel the voice of his brother residing above, a feeling that satisfied him immensely.

But unfortunately, he ended up in our hands.

When he finished, Huang Xiaotao sighed: “In fact, there is no conspiracy theory. Your brother killed people impulsively, nobody set him up, and nobody left him to die. ”

Dragon doesn't regret getting excited: “You lied, it's obvious that you cops killed him. My brother is so good, is it wrong to kill the bad guy? ”

Huang Xiaotao wanted to say something else. I stopped her and shook her head slightly: “Forget it! ”

After coming out, Huang Xiaotao said: "His motive for revenge was totally incited. ”

I said, "But he is willing to believe that knowing that frozen three feet is not a day's cold, that dragons do not regret being discriminated against since childhood, and that their hearts cannot be undistorted, after all, he is created by a chain of hatred. ”

Back then, the gangster retaliated against the police, killed the girl he loved, the gangster was blindfolded by hatred, shot the gangster, and his imprisonment made the dragon not regret his whole life. Then, with the death of these policemen today, their families will bear the pain, and perhaps a new hatred will arise...

It all works like a butterfly effect, where we don't notice, it's too late when it turns into a hurricane, and maybe at some point I buried the seeds of hatred myself!

It's just that nobody sees everything in there. Destiny haunts everyone, and the path chosen to fight crime undoubtedly stands at the tip of the wave of hatred, crushing bones at some point or another.

But the only thing that can sustain us in this dangerous logic is the phrase, "No grievances, no remorse!"

A month later, it was tried by the Supreme People's Court of the People's Republic of China.

The criminal suspect did not regret, committed the crime of intentional harm, attacked the police, and obstructed public order. The facts were clear, the evidence corroborated, and the death penalty was imposed in accordance with the law.

Appeal dismissed, executed immediately!