"You two know each other?" Zeng Xiaoting opened her mouth, "What a coincidence?"
"Not only do we know each other, but we are also very familiar with each other." Zeng Ziguang got out of the car, walked up to Fu Ming, and extended his right hand with a smile. "We haven't seen you for just a few days, and I already miss you so much."
Fu Ming also smiled and shook hands with him, "The world is really small, but you can actually meet Brother Zeng in the imperial capital."
Zeng Ziguang held Fu Ming's right hand hard and pulled him over. "Dangerous guy, don't get close to my sister, otherwise you will die ugly. If I want to check you now..." Zeng Ziguang warned Fu Ming in a very low voice.
.
"Have I ever harmed you?" Fu Ming spent a lot of effort to free his hand from Zeng Ziguang's hand, and also asked in a very low voice. "You want to check me now, you are not qualified. Besides,
My foundation is very clean."
"What are you two whispering about?" Zeng Xiaoting looked anxious. On the surface, the two people were very harmonious, but they met in a different place with a smell of gunpowder. Fu Ming looked pretty good with a smile, but Zeng Zi had a bare face.
The expression of smiling but not smiling is simply uglier than crying.
"Now that your brother is here, it's time for me to leave. Be careful on the road." After Fu Ming finished speaking, he turned around without waiting for Zeng Xiaoting's answer. "Brother Zeng, take care. I wish you continue to be promoted. National Security Bureau,
It’s not bad.”
"Fu Ming, be careful on the road, see you at school!" Zeng Xiaoting whispered to Fu Ming's back.
Fu Ming didn't look back, he just waved his hand, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, removed the mobile phone sim card, and threw it into the gutter. The mobile phone was just used by Zeng Xiaoting to call Zeng Ziguang, and this number had already appeared in Zeng Ziguang's phone number.
Fu Ming will never continue to use this number that has been disclosed to members of the National Security Agency. He took out a small box from his pocket, opened the lid, and found several new cards inside. Fu Ming replaced it with
I sent a text message to Luther on the phone with the new SIM card.
"Brother, how do you know each other?" Zeng Xiaoting asked Zeng Ziguang while putting her luggage in the car. However, Zeng Ziguang did not answer his question. He just frowned and stared blankly in the direction Fu Mingyuan was going.
"Brother, don't be stunned. These things are sinking to death. Come and help me."
Zeng Ziguang finally came to his senses. "How did you meet?"
"The phone battery is out of battery. I happened to meet him on the road. He seemed to be coming from the direction of the cemetery. The call I made to you was made using his phone." Zeng Xiaoting replied smoothly.
Zeng Ziguang took out his mobile phone and called the number he just dialed, but the prompt sounded that it had been turned off. Zeng Ziguang smiled coldly and said, "You are really a careful person. Xiaoting, let's talk about it after we get in the car."
"Did we really meet by chance?" Zeng Ziguang hoped to get confirmation again.
"He doesn't know me, and I don't know him either. He is also a freshman at Imperial University." Zeng Xiaoting chuckled, "What a coincidence."
Zeng Ziguang felt a little relieved when he saw Zeng Xiaoting's very sure look. He started the car and turned around and drove towards his residence. The thing that he didn't want to think of came to his mind again.
One year ago, it was a severe winter in a small coastal town in China.
Zeng Ziguang was walking on his way to get off work. It was already 10:30 in the evening. He had just finished processing a theft case file and felt very tired. Just as Zeng Ziguang was walking through an alley, a figure flashed in front of him. Zeng Ziguang
Guang vaguely saw the figure wearing the uniform of a local high school.
"Children today, in the middle of the night..." Zeng Ziguang ignored it and wanted to continue walking forward. But after a few seconds, the figure turned back.
"Officer, I might want to borrow your gun. It has bullets." Fu Ming gasped and stood behind Zeng Ziguang. He was still wearing his school uniform.
"Thankfully I met you, otherwise I would be hanging here today."
"Classmate, what nonsense are you talking about..." Zeng Ziguang felt strange in his heart. Before he could even finish his words, he discovered that the Type 54 police pistol on his waist was no longer there.
"Nice to see you." Fu Ming carefully checked the condition of the pistol. "There are enough bullets. To express my gratitude to you... tonight's matter is yours." Fu Ming loaded the magazine.
Pulling the pistol back, he pulled it with his left hand, and with a click, the bullet was loaded. Zeng Ziguang was very surprised by the skillful action of loading and releasing the safety.
"Classmate, that's not a toy. Put down the gun slowly." Zeng Ziguang regretted in every possible way. He was so careless that the gun was stolen. "I'm a policeman. If you have any problems that you can't solve, I can help you. First, get the gun."
Put it down, okay?" Zeng Ziguang didn't dare to act rashly now. After all, the pistol was in Fu Ming's hand. This student-looking man suddenly couldn't think of shooting himself. It doesn't matter if he died. He was killed by his own police gun. Tomorrow's news
The headlines will definitely not be able to escape. How big a loss this will bring.
"I'm sorry, officer, this gun must be in my hand now, otherwise we will both die. You can't deal with him." Fu Ming put the pistol behind his waist, looked behind Zeng Ziguang, and raised his hands high.
top of the head.
Zeng Ziguang looked at Fu Ming's eyes and turned around. He knew this man, Zhou Ke, the most wanted criminal and killer in the country. He had joined the army and worked as a mercenary in Southeast Asia. He had killed more than fifty people in three years.
The police were running around all over the country, but the police were helpless. Wanted posters were hung all over the streets, but they couldn't catch anyone.
"I can't run away now. Hahahaha, you will die in my hands eventually." A tall and thin man held a Type 81 automatic rifle and pointed the muzzle at the two people. "Is this the helper you found? Not very good.
That’s it. It doesn’t matter, there’s one more person, let’s kill them together. The headshot method is worthy of you.”
"Zhou Ke, I admit that your marksmanship is indeed very accurate, but that doesn't mean that I have to die here." Fu Ming sneered, "Some of the things you know mean that you have to die. As for where you know it,
I will naturally go find out. But you must die. Even if you kill me tonight, you won't survive twenty-four hours." Fu Ming's security forces are on the way. He just finished his evening self-study in high school.
He chose to go home alone, but was blocked by Zhou Ke on the way.
"I am doing harm to the people! The money on your hands covered with blood should belong to me." As a killer, Zhou Ke knew how much Fu Ming's head was worth. Zhou Ke smiled crazily and raised his head.
The rifle is taking aim.
"Just one bullet, it won't be too painful."
"You are the first person to use force to coerce me." Fu Ming showed a standard smile on his face. "I know you will not be the last, but I want the people behind to know what will happen to them."
Fu Ming suddenly took a step forward, knocked Zeng Ziguang down, and then pulled out the pistol from his waist.
When Zhou Ke saw Fu Ming taking action, he immediately pulled the trigger, but he never expected that Fu Ming would do this suddenly. The 81 automatic rifle spit out flames and discharged bullets. The recoil made Zhou Ke unable to press the muzzle of the gun. He could only
He stopped shooting temporarily and pointed the gun at Fu Ming and Zeng Ziguang who were lying on the ground.
"It's too late!" Fu Ming's shout and the sound of the pistol in his hand came to mind at the same time. "Bang, bang!"
The temperature in the seaside town at night in winter can reach minus ten degrees. The barrel of the overheated pistol was steaming, and the hot bullets fell to the ground, making several crisp collision sounds. Fu Ming still maintained his posture before shooting.
action, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at Zhou Ke's head.
Zhou Ke stopped moving and stayed in the air for a few seconds. There were two holes in his forehead, and blood was pouring out. Zhou Ke fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed from the front and back of his head.
It kept flowing out, seeping into the snow that had not yet melted in the shadows next to the alley.
Fu Ming sighed heavily and got up from Zeng Ziguang. "Officer, how long do you want to lie on the ground?"
Zeng Ziguang was disgraced by Fu Ming's sudden action. He slowly got up from the ground, his head full of mud. What is this? The wanted killer chased the student, and then the student used his own police gun to hit the wanted criminal's head.
Got a pair?
Zeng Ziguang pressed his head hard. "This is..."
Fu Ming took out his handkerchief and wiped off his fingerprints on the pistol. "Officer, thank you for the gun. Don't be stunned. You just shot and killed the wanted criminal Zhou Ke. Don't be stunned. Call the police station quickly. You have made a meritorious service."
.”
Zeng Ziguang took the pistol dullly. "Do you know what you just did?"
Fu Ming smiled and said, "I didn't do anything. I went home directly after studying in the evening. You did these things. Officer, you don't want to accuse me of grabbing a gun and killing someone."
Matt Adams had already rushed to Fu Ming's side, holding up the M9 in his hand and aiming it at Zeng Ziguang's head.
"It seems that I should use Zhou Ke's gun to make a few holes in your body. Your colleagues will find out tomorrow morning that you and Zhou Ke died together. They will regard you as a hero. Of course, a person who has been dead will never be able to open his eyes.
The hero who opened his eyes." Fu Ming sneered.
Zeng Ziguang had only two choices. First, put his index finger on the trigger and receive treatment like a hero. Second, throw away his life, and then Fu Minghui would hold his hand, put his index finger on the trigger, and die.
After that, he accepted treatment like a hero. He chose the former. He chose a seemingly bright path.
Zeng Ziguang pressed his index finger on the trigger.
"You made a right choice, officer. Nice to meet you. My name is Fu Ming." Fu Ming smiled and extended his right hand.
"My name is Zeng Ziguang. If you kill someone, you will always be punished." Zeng Ziguang shook hands with Fu Ming.
"If I have killed someone, then countless people have died in my hands."
Even now, Zeng Ziguang still remembers the back figure when Fu Ming turned around. It was cold, ruthless, and very complicated. It was so complicated that Zeng Ziguang couldn't see the back figure. Now that he has entered the National Security Agency, he is the same as the one who killed Zhou Hua a year ago.
case is closely related.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zeng Xiaoting shook Zeng Ziguang's arm. Zeng Ziguang had been stunned for half an hour.
"It's okay..." Zeng Ziguang was pulled back from his memories by his sister and took a deep breath.
"He said it was okay. You just ran three red lights and the road to your home has already passed an intersection." Zeng Xiaoting pointed to the navigation device in front of her.
Zeng Ziguang's car has a license plate from the National Security Bureau, and there will be no penalty points or fines for running a red light. He has always been cautious, but he is actually immersed in this kind of memory.
"That Fu Ming is a very dangerous person. Even if you are in a school, don't have too much contact with him. Try to avoid him." Zeng Ziguang turned the steering wheel and turned the car around.
"I don't think he is a bad person. He would lend his mobile phone to a stranger without hesitation. When I met him, he was walking from the direction of the cemetery. There were tears in the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he had just
Cried. I don't know who he worshiped, but..." Zeng Xiaoting lowered her head and smoothed her hair, making her look even cuter.
"How could a person who has such deep feelings for his deceased friend be so bad?" Zeng Xiaoting raised her head and looked at Zeng Ziguang who was driving.
Zeng Ziguang opened his mouth, but could not refute what his sister said. "I hope he is not a too bad person. Otherwise..." Zeng Ziguang's next words came from his heart. "Otherwise, even if you were once
Help me get this position now, and I will put the handcuffs on your wrists with my own hands."
Fu Ming was leaning under a street light pole, waiting for Luther's car. He sneezed violently. "Damn it, do you have a cold?"