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Chapter 254 Died in the line of duty

At that time, Lao Xia was squatting in the door of a courtyard, and Lin Ying was guarding the door of the courtyard opposite. Lao Xia was smoking a cigarette and couldn't help laughing when he saw Lin Ying's tense look.

"Kolin, don't be nervous. That guy won't leave the alley behind. He is very cunning. The alley is so narrow and quiet. As long as the police ambush people, he will basically be unable to escape."

"No, you can't take it lightly." Lin Ying put his hand in his pocket, and there was a pistol in it. There were three bullets in the pistol. This was the only gun for the two, and it was also the equipment specially approved by the superiors for this behavior.

Lao Xia only had a gun holster in his waist, which was purely a decoration used to deter criminals.

"Didn't the investigation team say that guy doesn't have long-distance weapons." Lao Xia took another puff of cigarettes and said in a circle, "Although I'm old, I'm still in my energy. If he dares to come from the back alley, I can unload him with both arms and legs."

As the saying goes, if you want a flag, you have to have a hammer. As soon as Lao Xia finished speaking, the two of them heard a burst of hurried footsteps coming from afar.

"I'll go!" Lao Xia cursed in a low voice. He immediately pressed the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it, squatting up.

Lin Ying looked at him in surprise. Lao Xia had been a criminal policeman all his life. He was as quiet as if he was moving as a rabbit. He was so lazy that he was just now. In a blink of an eye, every muscle on his body seemed to be ready.

She felt her breathing rapid as the footsteps were getting closer.

Lao Xia leaned his back against the wall, and used his eyes to signal her not to act rashly. His lips opened and closed, as if he was counting the other person's steps.

“…three, two, one!”

Lao Xia suddenly rushed out of his hiding place!

The suspect was a small man, round and round, with bulging muscles on his arms, and he was as solid as a shot put. He saw Lao Xia blocking the way, and rushed towards him in panic like a cannonball.

Lao Xia was also stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was a little worried about such a calf-like figure, but he still stood firm and took advantage of the little one's strength to rush over to leverage the force. He first suddenly turned sideways and then held his left arm with one hand, pushed it gently, and then put the little one on the ground.

Seeing that the little man had been subdued, Lin Ying quickly put away the gun, ran over, and held the little man tightly with Lao Xia.

"Damn it, let me go!" Although the small man was restricted, his right hand was pressed under his stomach. He was quite strong. Lao Xia wanted to force his arm to be punished with force, but he couldn't move it at all.

"Girl, help me!" Lao Xia was old after all, and he couldn't waste his little one. He gasped and said, "Help me hold this guy down with his left hand and wait for me to pick out his right hand."

Lin Ying agreed, and she quickly stepped on her legs and walked around Lao Xia, but in this moment, Lao Xia suddenly raised her arms and pushed her to the ground.

"Be careful!" he shouted.

Before Lin Ying could react, she heard a "bang".

She saw Lao Xia covering her stomach in pain, her hands covered with blood. The small man jumped up from the ground, holding a local pistol in his right hand, and smoke was emitting from the muzzle.

There was a "boom" in her head. Since she arrived at the police station, Lao Xia has been taking her with her. Through words and deeds, she has learned a lot of investigation experience.

"Girl, nowadays, many young people are afraid of hardship and danger. It is getting more and more difficult for the criminal police team to recruit newcomers. You are a good person." Lao Xia sighed once.

Lin Ying giggled, Lao Xia looked at her and said, "But, you can't help but feel bad people. Let's stand together, like grandparents and grandchildren."

"Old Xia, don't give yourself elders." Lin Ying snorted and said to him.

"Why are you calling the criminal police?" Lao Xia became curious. "Overall girls are willing to do civil service, and they go to and from get off work normally, and they don't have to sleep outside every day, let alone look at those bloody things."

"I'm willing." Lin Ying said whistling.

"I am about to retire if I have a promising prospect. I feel relieved to see a good seedling like you taking over." Lao Xia also smiled, with the kind of happiness from the bottom of his heart.

...

"Old Xia!" Lin Ying couldn't help but shouted heart-wrenchingly as the blood dripped out of his fingers.

The little man probably hadn't fired a gun before, and he was so panicked that he kept picking up the local pistol with his hands trembling, as if he was about to load it again.

"What are you doing? You're stupid!" Lao Xia shouted at Lin Ying with all his strength.

Lin Ying woke up and quickly reached out to hold the gun, but it was too late. The little man was already holding the earthen gun and aimed it at her head.

"Don't, don't move! I, I don't want to kill anyone!" The little man was so nervous that his voice was hoarse, "Let me go, just pretend that he didn't stop him!"

Lin Ying glanced at Lao Xia with the light of her eyes. He was seriously injured, lost a lot of blood, and his lips were pale. If he continued to be in such a stalemate, if he was not sent to the hospital, he would probably...

"Raise your hand!" the little man pointed at Lin Ying and said.

Lin Ying knew that this person was quite nervous. When he was so nervous, he was irrational, and sometimes he would do extraordinary things when he was impulsive.

She didn't want to stimulate the little one, so she slowly lifted her hand from the gun holster, but she was careful and inadvertently used her little finger to push the buckle away when she raised her hand.

"Girl, I don't want to leave any regrets." Lao Xia, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spoke.

Lin Ying understood what Lao Xia meant. He was a legend of Weiyang Police Station and had never handled unfinished cases in his career as a criminal police officer.

Perhaps because of this, when he retired, Lao Xia suddenly became cautious. A heavy burden seemed to be suppressing him, and he began to avoid some unsolved cases and mystery cases.

Some people in the bureau said that situations like Lao Xia have happened before. When they retire, they value the integrity of their careers more important than anything else.

"When I leave the bureau, no matter how many years later, others will talk about me, the old policeman who must solve every case." Lao Xia once expressed some feelings to Lin Ying while on duty.

So, if the little one is let go today, it would be even more uncomfortable for Lao Xia than to die.

When the little man saw Lao Xia talking, he became more and more panicked. He took two steps back and pointed at Lin Ying, while unconsciously moving the gun to Lao Xia and said, "Damn old man! Don't talk! I will kill people! I will kill people!"

Just when the little man was in a panic, Lin Ying suddenly spoke calmly.

"Yes, old man, you're so hurt, don't talk."

Lao Xia glanced at Lin Ying, and he seemed to have not figured out the girl’s intentions.

"Let's talk about the conditions? How about it?" Lin Ying said to the little man, "The old man is almost out of reach. I have to take him to the hospital as soon as possible. I can't arrest you, but don't hurt us, you can leave now."

"Okay!" the little man agreed, but then he thought about it, pointed the gun at Lin Ying again, and said angrily, "You lied to me! You have a gun in your hand, what should you do if you fire a black gun?!"
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