The man looked back at Xing Ronghuo and suddenly rushed towards him like crazy.
Seeing that the opponent's knife was about to swing towards his face, Xing Ronghuo had no time to think anymore and could only shoot.
With one shot, the opponent was shot in the leg and fell to the ground.
Xing Ronghuo immediately ran over, kicked the knife away from his hand, put his knee on the other person's back, twisted his arm, and put on handcuffs.
After a series of actions, Xing Ronghuo was already covered in sweat.
No matter how experienced he is in handling cases, he will still feel frightened when he encounters such criminals armed with murderous weapons.
I picked up my cell phone and dialed a colleague. Not long after, a group of people arrived.
When he was arrested and put into the car, a colleague looked at Xing Ronghuo with admiration and said: "Old Xing, you are so unlucky that you can even encounter this kind of thing. Fortunately, you brought a gun today.
Otherwise, I’m afraid something big will happen!”
With Xing Ronghuo's intervention, the man only injured a few passers-by and did not cause any deaths.
There is no doubt that Xing Ronghuo has made great achievements this time.
But he was not too happy, instead his expression was extremely weird.
Because he thought of Jiang Zhihao, he brought the gun home. There was no reason but Jiang Zhihao's reminder made him feel uneasy.
Who would have thought that something really happened on the way home?
Is this a coincidence?
Xing Ronghuo, who grew up with a scientific education, is very reluctant to believe that such accurate intuition exists in this world, but when the facts are in front of him, what else can he say?
Do you think this is just a coincidence?
Xing Ronghuo doesn't want to do this kind of thing. He is a very principled person. Since something has happened, he should believe it instead of finding various reasons for himself to deny it.
"You guys take care of this. I have other things to do, so I'll take the first step." Xing Ronghuo said.
"Hey, the Higher Bureau also asked you to make a report."
"Let's talk about it after I'm done!"
Xing Ronghuo ran away without looking back. When he was convinced for the first time that Jiang Zhihao might really have strange abilities, he suddenly became extremely excited.
Because he thought of several old cases he had on hand, it was an almost impossible task.
But what if Jiang Zhihao has a way?
Thinking of this, Xing Ronghuo couldn't wait to find him.
At this time, Jiang Zhihao had brought Wang Yingjun back to Rongcheng.
The first time I saw Jiang Zhihao's large villa, although Rongcheng was not a big city, Wang Yingjun was still very surprised.
The decoration of the villa is simple and plain, without so many luxurious decorations, but with the field-like courtyard, rockery, and creek, it gives the illusion of being a bit of a retreat in the busy city.
Wang Yingjun likes the atmosphere here very much and always feels like she has lived in a similar place before.
Seeing her thoughtful look, Jiang Zhihao did not interrupt, but explained a few words to Zhong Jiawei.
"When she fell, she suffered a severe concussion, which resulted in amnesia. It's unclear when her memory will be restored. So, try not to say too much about the past, so as not to increase her mental burden."
"Ah? It's so serious!" Although Zhong Jiawei doesn't understand medicine, she also understands what amnesia means. When she looked at Wang Yingjun again, her face was full of sympathy.