Chapter 15 The spy killer

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Chapter 15 The spy killer

Looking at the photo in front of him, Fang now quickly compared it in his mind with the scene he saw before he fell into coma——

Direction, angle?

By the way, here it is, here’s the problem!

He clearly remembered that the man in the long coat was still holding the pistol when he fell to the ground, but the direction of the gun muzzle in the photo changed, pointing directly at the back of the rickshaw in the corner of the photo.

Although I was excited in my heart, I didn't show it at all on the surface.

Being able to express emotions and anger without expressing emotions and having strong expression management ability are the most basic qualities of an old agency.

Wu Jianguang and Zhang Xinhua were both anxiously waiting for the report and had no time to pay attention to him.

Ten minutes later, the autopsy report arrived.

When Wu Jianguang saw the report on his desk, his eyes widened instantly.

Zhang Xinhua came up, glanced slightly, and then looked at Fang Jin, this look was very mysterious.

Fang now couldn't help but wonder, is there something wrong with the body?

"The cause of death was that the bullet hit the heart, but the bullet was quenched with poison." Wu Jianguang punched the desk hard, and the tea cup lid rolled down due to the vibration. Fortunately, Zhang Xinhua caught it quickly with quick hands and eyes.

Fang was also stunned now. After a bullet hits the human body, there will be a terrible cavity effect, destroying human tissue, blood vessels, nerves, and bones, causing terrible damage. Therefore, weapons on the battlefield are generally used to kill people, and the bullets are powerful enough.

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But assassination is different. The killer's weapon must be concealed, which is very likely to reduce the power of the bullet, so the bullet will be used to make a fuss.

More than ten years ago, a republican hero was assassinated at a Shanghai train station. He was shot only once, which was not a critical injury. It was not fatal. Because the bullet was poisoned, he only lasted three days in the hospital before he died.

The man in the long gown was hit in a vital part of the heart, and there was no chance of survival. The fact that the bullet was poisoned showed that the gunman was extremely cautious and adopted a double-safety assassination strategy.

However, this also shows that the bullet that hit the man in the long gown was not shot from Lao Jia's gun, because the traces of quenching the poison were too obvious.

Zhang Xinhua touched his chin and said, "Team leader, this matter is far more complicated than we imagined."

Wu Jianguang and Zhang Xinhua looked at each other. The poisoned bullets almost confirmed that there was really another gunman at the scene——

Although "Kite" discovered the plainclothes police officers, with his many years of experience in intelligence work, he could easily judge that the appearance of these police officers had little to do with him.

The reason for the sudden shooting was not because of the action team members who appeared at the scene, but because he felt threatened by the other side, and the person who threatened him was the mysterious gunman who later disappeared.

Judging from the location where "Kite" was shot, the mysterious gunman's shooting skills were very good and he almost didn't need to aim. Therefore, "Kite" spotted him immediately and shot preemptively.

However, Fang, who was standing between the two men, mistakenly thought that the "Kite" was trying to kill him, so he rose up and drew his gun to fight back, but the bullet missed its target.

But the shot fired by the gunman with a silenced pistol killed "Kite", and the weak gunshot was quickly covered up by the shot fired by Fang Xin.

Everything seemed to be such a coincidence, but this coincidence happened anyway.

The actual shooting range of the Luzi is within fifty meters. If you want to hit the target accurately, this distance will have to be reduced by more than half. Considering the complex environment at that time, the gunman's shooting distance was even shorter.

It is estimated to be about ten meters.

Within this distance, apart from the plainclothes police officers, there were vendors setting up stalls on the street, customers stopping by, and passers-by who happened to be passing by.

Those who want to "kite" their lives are nothing more than Japanese spies and underground gangs, but warhead quenching is not like the latter's style.

Wu Jianguang and Zhang Xinhua basically locked the mysterious gunman as a spy.

Suddenly, Zhang Xinhua nodded. When he arrived at the scene, the crowd was already in commotion. It was difficult to outline the scene before the incident. He turned to Fang Jin and asked: "Do you remember who else was there?"

Fang in his previous life now had sharp and accurate eyes and a good memory.

When he was in college, he and his friends once stood on the overpass at an intersection and played a game. The content of the game was to use the corner of your eyes to keep an eye on every car passing through the intersection to see who could remember the license plate numbers of more vehicles.

This requires the eyes to be like a high-speed camera, remembering every detail anytime and anywhere. When needed, these images can be recalled from memory at any time.

Over time, Fang now discovered that he still has some talent in this area, and his eyesight and memory have been greatly improved. Sometimes, with a seemingly unintentional glance, he can remember all the details around him one by one.

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Faced with Zhang Xinhua's inquiry, Fang's current strategy was to continue hiding his clumsiness. He thought for a while and said, "There are about a dozen of them, one is a hawker who sets up a wonton stall, and there are three diners on the stall.

To the east of the wonton stall was a shoemaker who was repairing high heels, with a man and a woman waiting nearby. Behind us was a stall selling sour plum soup, and there were about seven or eight people drinking sour plum soup.

Then there are four little beggars, who look very pitiful, and three passers-by..."

Wu Jianguang looked at Zhang Xinhua, who smiled faintly: "Team leader, wait a moment!"

Zhang Xinhua walked out under Wu Jianguang's doubtful gaze. But he came back soon. When he entered, he had a piece of paper in his hand. It was the distribution map of the scene that he asked the bald head to draw based on his memory after the incident.

If you want to solve a case, you must be able to observe the most subtle and minute signs around you, so that you can control the direction of various events. And this young policeman seems to have some talent in this area. Zhang Xinhua said with satisfaction: "He has a good memory.

, but there are four diners at the wonton stall, but there are three little beggars. You remembered these two things wrong."

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Fang now had an embarrassed expression on his face. Fortunately, he was used to being a bad student in the police academy and didn't blush anymore.

"Is there anyone else?" Zhang Xinhua asked.

Fang Jin thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, there are also two guys from the pastry shop, and... and..."

It's time to fill in the blanks.

Sure enough, Zhang Xinhua took the initiative to remind: "There are still rickshaw drivers and passengers!"

"Yes, yes..." Fang Jin suddenly slapped his forehead, "Why did I forget this?"

Zhang Xinhua gave him a thoughtful look and said to Wu Jianguang: "Team leader, except for the rickshaw driver and passengers, these people have all been brought back to the station and are being interrogated. I believe there will be results soon."

As soon as the gunfire rang out, there was chaos in front of the teahouse. If he had not controlled the situation in time, these people would have fled in all directions. Although it was possible to find them with the energy of the action team, it would have taken a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, the rickshaw left the scene and disappeared.

Wu Jianguang said in a deep voice: "The rickshaw driver and passengers must be found quickly, and any suspicious person who appears at the scene must not be let go."

Later, Zhang Xinhua arranged for someone to find the rickshaw driver, but Fang is still waiting in Wu Jianguang's office.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xinhua's subordinate Xiao Pingtou recovered only one warhead from Yipotchun Tea House. After ballistic analysis and comparison, it was found that this was the one fired by Fang Jin.

However, there was no trace of the bullet bullet fired by "Kite"'s pistol.
Chapter completed!