There are interceptors in front and pursuers behind.
Ah Shui knew that he could not escape no matter what.
He had a screwdriver in his pocket, which is a tool used in lumber mills. He forgot to put it back in the tool box today and took it back.
He saw Wang Liansheng raising his gun and gesturing at him.
Ah Shui took out a screwdriver and threw it.
Wang Liansheng fired a shot.
In this case, shooting is necessary - who can guarantee that what Ah Shui took out of his pocket would be a gun or even a grenade?
Wang Liansheng's marksmanship was very poor, and he usually relied on his subordinates to do their best. He usually stayed behind to give orders, waiting for everything to go smoothly before he came out to pick up what was ready.
Things are a little different today.
The distance between the two sides was only a dozen meters at most. Even someone without firearms training might be able to hit such a close target.
However, Wang Liansheng still missed the shot despite his panic.
Ah Shui felt a burning pain in his ear. He stretched out his hand and touched blood.
The bullet grazed his ear and flew past.
Wang Liansheng screamed in surprise - the screwdriver hit him in the thigh without any bias. Although it was not serious, it frightened him quite a lot.
"Keep him alive! Beat him in all directions!"
Team Leader Huang reminded from a distance.
Ah Shui was huddled in a concave corner, and the people from the Secret Service had to chase him very close to see him. The best shooting point was on Wang Liansheng's side.
Ah Shui jumped up, grabbed the dado with both hands, and climbed to the roof with all his strength.
Wang Liansheng fired twice.
One of the shots hit Ah Shui in his left leg.
Ah Shui slipped a bit, stepped on the protruding wall tile with his other foot, and firmly grasped the dado with both hands, so that he did not fall from the air.
If you don't have strength in your legs, you won't be able to climb up to the roof under gunpoint.
He knew that his fate was decided.
At this time, not even a soul could be seen on the street.
When a gunshot is fired, the street is cleared.
Looking at the empty street, Ah Shui suddenly sighed and said loudly: "There is no way to escape the divine arrow on the spiritual platform, and the storm is darkening my hometown. It means that the cold stars cannot be seen, and I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"
"What are you talking about..."
Wang Liansheng raised his gun and took aim again.
Qi Yue noticed that before reciting the poem "Self-titled Portrait", Ah Shui bit his collar with a resolute look in his eyes.
——He took poison!
This was Qi Yue's first reaction.
His guess was absolutely right.
There was a grain of potassium cyanide hidden in Ah Shui's collar.
A considerable number of the Kuomintang agents lurking behind enemy lines, regardless of whether they were in charge of the Central Committee or the military, carried potassium cyanide with them and were always ready to kill themselves.
Neither wanting to be a traitor, nor wanting to be tortured after being arrested, committing suicide by poisoning was the only option. With a dose of more than 50 mg of potassium cyanide, the death process was extremely short, which was a relief in a sense.
At this time, Ah Shui's face already showed a look of pain, and the hand holding the wall skirt was shaking slightly. He couldn't hold on anymore and would fall off at any time.
Qi Yue thought, and the vague idea before became clear.
He quickly observed his surroundings.
——I am on the side of the car.
——Wang Liansheng is on the other side of the car.
——The people from the Secret Service Department are slowly approaching.
——Wang Liansheng put his finger on the trigger and seemed ready to shoot.
Without exception, everyone's attention was focused on Ah Shui.
This is a great opportunity!
Everything around me meets all the points of convergence.
Qi Yue thought for a moment and made a forward gesture to Team Leader Huang.
Urging him to rush forward and arrest people.
Team Leader Huang understood this and turned to his subordinates: "That guy doesn't have a gun, give it to me!"
Team Leader Huang is just a police lieutenant.
Qi Yue has the right to give orders.
The people from the Secret Service did not dare to rush forward, mainly because they were worried about the hidden weapons on Ah Shui. Since they were already surrounded, there was no need to take risks.
Plop!
Ah Shui fell from a height.
At the same time, Wang Liansheng's gun also fired.
This guy has a habit, he likes to shoot continuously. He doesn't remember how many shots he fired every time. Anyway, he just shoots until the magazine is empty. No matter whether he can hit or not, at least it means that he has done his best.
After spending more than two months in the second team of the investigation unit, Qi Yue got to know his former boss very well.
Wang Liansheng fired the first shot.
Then came the second shot and the third shot.
Qi Yue fired a shot with the Type 94 pistol, then quickly put the gun away, poked lightly with his toes, and kicked the bullet casing along the bottom of the car to Wang Liansheng's side.
Wang Liansheng looked like a wise man, strode toward the corner, and shot the rebels himself. With such a big face, he had to be recognized by the people in the Secret Service Department.
Ah Shui curled up into a ball, lying on the wet ground, coughing violently.
One of the agents sneered: "You didn't fall lightly. I asked you to run. Do you feel comfortable now?"
"Daping, help him up. Who is that? Go and drive the car over..."
Team Leader Huang ordered his men.
Qi Yue came closer and looked around: "Team Leader Huang, what's the case?"
Team leader Huang said: "I have been watching the enemy case a while ago for several days..."
"Team Leader Huang, look!"
Daping helped Ah Shui sit up.
Ah Shui gasped with his mouth open, his body twitched slightly, his expression was extremely painful, and blood kept flowing from his mouth, nose, and ears.
The blood is dark red, which is obviously a symptom of poisoning.
"Quick, quick, hurry up, drive the car over and send him to the hospital for emergency treatment immediately!"
Team Leader Huang kept shouting.
Daping looked at it carefully for a while: "What can't be saved is potassium cyanide poisoning!"
Team leader Huang quickly asked: "How did you know it was potassium cyanide poisoning?"
Qi Yue said: "It looks like the same symptoms to me as Liu Dacheng's last time."
There was a row of tooth marks on the collar of Ah Shui's clothes.
Daping also noticed it. With the consent of team leaders Qi Yue and Huang, he reached out and tore open the collar. There was still white powder remaining on the cloth. This time, potassium cyanide poisoning was more certain.
Ah Shui's breathing weakened, his pupils gradually dilated, and he saw that he was breathing his last breath. In this case, there was really no need to send him to the hospital.
Team leader Huang slapped his thigh and said angrily: "Damn it, I've been working so hard for so many days in vain!"
Seeing the criminals being arrested and the common people coming out, they boldly stretched their necks and looked over.
When the gunshots were fired, Zhao Yuru hid in a bookstore, and now she followed the crowd and came over.
"Little girl, you are young, don't look at this, be careful of nightmares at night!"
An old man kindly tried to dissuade me.
Zhao Yuru pretended to be puzzled: "Why is that person lying on the ground?"
The old man said: "Silly boy, when a person dies, he just lies on the ground."
"Dead?"
Zhao Yuru couldn't help but take a few steps closer.
"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, I recommend it with my blood..."
Ah Shui muttered to himself in a daze.
Suddenly, his body straightened up and he made a hoarse sound.
He tilted his head and died.
He remained silent, eyes wide open.
Witnessing a familiar person die in front of my eyes.
Zhao Yuru's legs were weak and her mind went blank...