The impostor appeared! He actually showed up directly without the help of a shadow...

Qi Yi lowered his head, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, tried to calm down, and walked forward as if nothing had happened. He was still far away, so it was not suitable to take action. He could catch him by surprise when he was closer.

He was nervous and excited as he approached the counterfeit step by step.

Qi Yi put his right hand into his bulging trouser pocket, his palms already covered with sweat.

Closer, closer, still less than twenty meters away...

At this moment, the counterfeit suddenly turned around, faced Qi Yi with a weird smile, then turned around and ran away.

Qi Yi was taken aback. He was stunned for a moment and then chased after him.

After coming into close contact with the counterfeit, Qi Yi felt that he was really similar to himself, but there was something vaguely inconsistent about him. However, he was far away and the light was dim, so he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Stop!" Qi Yi bit his back, calculating the distance between him and the opponent, judging whether his preparations could take him down at this distance and running at full strength.

Unfortunately, it was too far away and he wasn't sure. Moreover, the impostor was running a little faster than him, so the distance was getting wider and wider.

The next moment, Qi Yi saw the running counterfeit reaching into his pocket, taking out a mask and putting it on, which made him stunned.

Wearing a mask while running? What does he want to do? Give himself a debuff?

The counterfeiter wouldn't be so stupid, he must have another purpose for doing this.

Shocked, Qi Yi's foot speed was not slow at all. He even gritted his teeth and speeded up again. He was about three to five meters away, but he was still not close to the counterfeit.

After sprinting for more than 400 meters, Qi Yi felt that his lungs were about to explode, his legs were as heavy as lead, and his long-healed wounds seemed to be aching from breathing with his mouth wide open.

But the counterfeit's speed has also dropped a lot, and even because he is wearing a mask, his situation will only get worse, so Qi Yi holds on for dear life and pursues him hard.

He saw hope of catching up with the impostor.

If he runs at such a speed, the impostor wearing a mask is likely to die suddenly.

But he still had strong guard and doubts in his heart. After the impostor showed up, he turned around and ran away. It was obvious that he was trying to lead him somewhere. What was waiting for him was definitely a trap. But why did he wear a mask?

Are you afraid of being accidentally injured if you look like yourself?

Chasing all the way, Qi Yi unknowingly ran into a nearby old and small alley. The counterfeit's physical strength declined much more than Qi Yi's, and his speed was far inferior to him, but this turtle grandson was obviously very familiar with the alleys, left

The one who suddenly dodged to the right didn't let him catch up, but he didn't get rid of him either.

He immediately thought that on the day when his face was injured, Lao Chi was also taken into the alley by a mysterious figure and restrained. He was experiencing exactly the same thing at the moment.

"Is he stalling for time?" Qi Yi's vigilance reached its highest point, but he didn't have much spare time to think about it.

Suddenly, Qi Yi stopped and stared blankly at the high wall in front of him.

dead end!

Like Lao Chi, he was also led into a dead end.

Two or three seconds ago, he watched the counterfeit sneak in with his own eyes, and then why did he disappear? With a high wall of more than ten meters blocking the way, how did the counterfeit leave? Did he really have wings?

Tap tap tap...

He vaguely heard the sound of slow but messy footsteps coming from behind him. Qi Yi panted heavily and turned around, only to see three colorful young men walking towards him step by step with machetes on their shoulders and grinning crazily.

"Grandson, you're lucky to have offended someone you shouldn't have offended," the leader, the red-haired cockscomb-headed man, pointed his long knife at Qi Yi and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we don't want your life, just do whatever you want.

If you chop him twice and throw him into the hospital after the chop, he will definitely not die."

Qi Yi looked at the three young men, panting violently, and thinking in his mind, is this a trap prepared by the impostors?

Do you look down on him?

The man with green hair and ponytail on the rear left sighed: "What are you talking about to him? Cut him off!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them immediately jumped towards Qi Yi, but at the next moment they changed their faces and hurriedly braked, almost losing their balance and falling to the ground.

Qi Yi silently took out a gun from his pocket and pointed the black muzzle at the young man who was killing Matt six or seven meters away.

At this distance, the gun is fast and accurate.

"Big brother, misunderstanding!" The red-haired cockscomb turned green: "We recognized the wrong person, I'm sorry..."

Qi Yi swung the muzzle of his gun down and said expressionlessly: "Squat down."

The face of the young man with the nose ring at the end was changing: "Are you trying to bluff someone with a fake gun?"

"Huh?" As soon as he said this, the red-haired cockscomb's eyes lit up and he stared at Qi Yi.

He couldn't make up his mind. He thought Qi Yi was holding a fake gun, but he was also afraid that he would be disappointed if it turned out to be real.

"Brother, we really recognized the wrong person." Cock-combed head discussed: "Why don't we just pretend that this never happened?"

While talking, the three of them walked backwards.

"Stop!" Qi Yi's eyes sharpened, and the gun was pointed at the cockscomb head.

The cockscomb head's face was ugly: "Brother, please keep a line in the future so that we can meet each other easily. Don't force us to fight you to the death. Three against one, even with real guns, we can fight you to death!"

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking to this turtle grandson?" The man with the nose ring cursed: "This gun is definitely meant to bluff people, go ahead and chop him to death!"

After saying that, he raised his machete and ran towards Qi Yi.

Seeing this, Qi Yi reluctantly pulled the trigger.

boom!

…

Three days ago, the Criminal Investigation Detachment.

As soon as the two came back, Lao Chi followed Qi Yi to his office.

After closing the door and locking it, he carefully asked Qi Yi to turn on the anti-eavesdropping device and take off the grille of the vent. After making sure it was safe, Lao Chi said: "Compared to the car, it's more practical here."

Qi Yi was confused by his series of actions: "What are you going to do?"

Lao Chi's expression became tangled again, Qi Yi was not in a hurry, and just waited quietly, watching him raise his hand and holster his gun.

Lao Chi slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Qi Yi with a look full of struggle.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Yi's heart suddenly suddenly made him feel uneasy because of Lao Chi's unusual and strange behavior. He couldn't help but ask again.

Lao Chi slowly pulled out the gun, gently rubbed the gun with his fingertips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Can I trust you?"

Qi Yi became more and more anxious: "What do you mean?"

Lao Chi flipped his palm, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his five fingers, and handed the gun handle to Qi Yi: "Take it."

Qi Yi's eyes widened: "Are you crazy?"

"Probably so." Lao Chi sighed: "If you want to lure the counterfeiters out, I can't protect you personally. You don't have reliable weapons in your hands, so I still don't trust you."

"If I need a gun, I can apply to get it myself." Qi Yi refused. He couldn't take Lao Chi's gun, as it would hurt Lao Chi.

"It's different," Lao Chi made a decision and calmed down: "Although we are all criminal police officers, as a forensic doctor, it is difficult for you to apply for a gun if you are not on the field. Even if you apply, it will easily arouse the suspicion of interested people. The gun library

They will urge you to return it every day, but I am different. I have accepted the task of protecting you, so it won’t be a big problem if I don’t return the gun for a few days."

Staring at the gun sent by Lao Chi, Qi Yi had a complicated expression: "Do you know what the gun means?"

"I know." A struggle appeared on Lao Chi's face again, but he quickly suppressed it, and the corners of his mouth tightened unconsciously: "For us police, guns are the future, even life. Once the gun goes out of business, the gun will easily

If you do, you will be punished and your future will be completely lost. In the worst case, you will be sentenced and face jail time."

Qi Yi looked away from the gun and stared at Lao Chi: "Then you still give me the gun? Once discovered, there is no explanation at all, and the punishment will be light."

Lao Chi smiled: "Wouldn't it be great if we weren't discovered?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but put the gun into Lao Chi's hand: "The worst I can do is go to jail. You are different. If you make a mistake, your life may be dead. Just accept it."

Qi Yi put the gun into his pocket with a complicated expression.

At this time, Lao Chi seemed to have an idea and said: "It's not enough for us to be separated. Brothers, let's put on a show."

"good."
Chapter completed!