Chapter 39

Zhan Zhao, the only daughter of Zhan Lianqing, the current director of the Qingdao City Public Security Bureau, has never liked red makeup or arms since she was a child. With Zhan Lianqing's support, he entered the city's criminal police team as soon as he graduated from the police academy. With his high-spirited and enthusiastic work attitude, and his background in a police family, he solved several major cases in just a few years. , was promoted to the captain of the criminal police. In the past few years, apart from her relationship problems, her career can be described as going smoothly.

But all of this ended on that night a month ago. That night, Zhan Zhao went to the night market with his friends, and when they were rushing home happily, they met two young people from other places who came to Qing Island for tourism, and they were plotting against a female college student who was returning to school late in a remote alley next to the street. . According to Zhan Zhao's violent temperament, let alone a policeman, even if she is a small vendor selling deep-fried dough sticks, she will stand up.

In fact, that female college student's looks are average, but the reason why the two sons from Jinghua left the star hotel in the middle of the night to stare at her was to seek excitement, so Cheng Xiang happened to be met by Yumao Zhanzhao? Among all the criminal cases, what Zhan Zhao hates the most is the rapist. Since she met them that night, she didn't care if they attempted to rape or not, and immediately beat up and disabled the two young masters who were idle all day long. After the fight, he called 110 and took the two half-dead men to the police station. Regarding this matter, Zhan Zhao didn't take it seriously, because she had seen many cases like this, and the beating of those two unlucky bastards was not only for nothing, but they also hoped to spend a few days in the detention center. Of course, The premise is that after their injuries are healed.

But to Zhan Zhao's surprise, those two young men seemed to have a lot of connections, so they were picked up by the car of the Provincial Public Security Bureau that night. Then the next day, a handling opinion came down to the Municipal Bureau. Given that Zhan Zhao was extremely emotional in this matter, it caused unnecessary harm to the two parties... Let's put it this way, if it wasn't for Zhan Zhao Lian Qing's senior qualifications are there, and Zhan Zhao can't even be a traffic policeman, and it is very likely that he will be kicked out of the police force directly.

Being a policeman is punishing criminals, and criminals are still being punished. Zhan Zhao, who has been used to being a policeman since childhood, was stunned. If it wasn't for his colleague who firmly held her back, Zhan Lianqing turned dark and yelled. If you reprimand her, she will definitely rush to the office of the secretary of the municipal party committee to find out...

Being a traffic policeman who suffers from the wind and rain every day made Zhan Zhao feel very uncomfortable, and what made her even dreaming was that someone would kill her today! If it weren't for Qin Zhao's quick reaction, Zhan Zhao believed that he would probably lie down in the morgue at the bottom of the four-story building opposite at night.

Although she was very angry at Qin Zhao's ridicule, but now Zhan Zhao is indeed impulsive. When the huge death threat is threatened, he is only focused on finding the two guys who sneered. As for finding them In the end, it doesn't matter whether they kill or cut, the important thing is that they provoked people who shouldn't be provoked! Zhan Zhao thought so when he was running fast.

With one foot kicking open the anti-theft door of the stairs next to the door panel with the word mortuary written on it, Zhan Zhao stamped his feet on the ground, stretched his arms like a cheetah, and rushed up the stairs leading to the second floor on the middle steps. When she grabbed the railing and wanted to turn over and jump over, suddenly a sinister sneer came from above her head.

Zhan Zhao was indeed furious at this time, but it didn't mean she wasn't calm. If she didn't force her brain to do things, even ten Zhan Zhao wouldn't be able to survive now. After hearing the sneer, Zhan Zhaoyi lowered his body and leaned against the railing, and immediately hid himself, took a few deep breaths, and slowly calmed down his heart that was beating violently due to intense exercise, before he spoke in a deep voice. Ask: "Who?"

No one answered. The quiet staircase leads to the four-story building with the morgue. In the quiet silence, Zhan Zhao can only hear his slightly heavy breathing and the gradually calming down of his heartbeat. Slowly raised one foot and stepped up a step, at the same time clenched his fist with his right hand, ready to go.

The setting sun in the evening squeezed in from between the door panels of the stairs that had just been kicked away by Zhan Zhao and then automatically returned to its original position, and reflected on the gray-white wall, with a strange hint of demon red. A white dove that flew by occasionally, flapping its healthy wings proudly and making the sound of life, flashed past the door, which broke the depressing atmosphere.

As a bead of sweat slipped from Zhan Zhao's temples, she gritted her teeth and stepped hard on the stairs. There was an empty echo in the cave that no one had visited for a long time, and dust fell from the top of her head.

After everything settled, Zhan Zhao's figure was no longer in the position just now.

fourth floor.

From the somewhat broken door panel, the words "instrument room" can still be vaguely seen. A white man in a black suit is looking at Zhan Zhao coldly from the room, and there is another man, also of white race. At this time, Ren was squatting on the ground with his back to Zhan Zhao, carefully wiping a Mitsubishi military thorn, the concentration in his eyes, as if this military thorn was his lover.

The wind blew in through a broken glass window, blowing up Zhan Zhao's hair by his ears, twisting it alluringly a few times, but it was stuck to his cheeks with sweat.

"Who are you guys?!" Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes, firmly grasped the belt around his waist with his right hand, and tensed all the muscles in his body. She had just finished asking this question, and before she had time to ask why she had to assassinate herself, the white man who had been squatting in the room wiping his army stabs suddenly stood up, stomped his feet, and turned around halfway in the air as nimbly as a bird gliding in the night sky. Like a bat, he rushed towards Zhan Zhao.

A few meters away, the caucasian man arrived in the blink of an eye, and when he was still in the air, he swung his arm, and wiped the gleaming black military thorns straight towards Zhan Zhao's neck.

Rao Zhanzhao is known in Qingdao police circles as the mother moth. She has experienced more than ten operations, and every time she is at the forefront, but at this time, when she sees a white man who is fast and has a murderous look that represents death Afterwards, Zhan Zhao's heart sank. She knew that today she met the legendary professional killer.

Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!

Zhan Zhao remembered the words of the instructor of the police academy. Seeing Jun piercing through the air and coming to her eyes with a slight sound, she squatted softly, raised her right arm, and the military belt twirled in front of her eyes like a demon snake blessed by all the demons , Forcibly wrapped around the army thorn. Before the other party could understand what it was, Zhan Zhao slammed the white man's waist with a whip kick with his left leg, which had been ready for a long time.

The white man Jie Jie nodded with a smile. He didn't expect this chick to be really good at 37605944. No wonder customers are willing to pay such a high price for her head. He leaned back and did a backflip, but his right hand firmly grasped the saber, and Zhan Zhao, who was leading him, jumped forward and followed the room.

Zhan Zhao flipped his wrist, and the belt twirled again, releasing the opponent's military stab.

The caucasian man nodded again, stretched out his right hand and hooked Zhan Zhao with his middle finger, motioning for her to come next.

The belt turned around his wrist in plausible circles, making a slight whirring sound. At this moment, Zhan Zhao only saw the white man in front of him. He narrowed his eyes once again, and suddenly he slammed his left foot on the door board. Kicking, his right foot kicked the white man's neck like a fired cannonball.

The Caucasian man seemed to be more and more interested in Zhan Zhao, seeing her kicking with her right foot, he even gave up on the military stab, turned around halfway with a growl, and hit Zhan Zhao's kick hard with *.

As if kicking on a piece of wood, Zhan Zhao's right foot hurts faintly. With the help of the strength of the rebound, Zhan Zhao also performed a rather chic and neat backflip. After landing on the ground, just as he was about to adjust his breathing, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

"Jack, stop playing, have you forgotten that she may have a companion? This is in Huaxia." Seeing Zhan Zhao slumped to the ground, the white man standing behind the door withdrew his hand with a blank expression on his face. He reminded Jack with a look of dissatisfaction.

Hehe... Jack laughed, and before he could speak, he heard someone outside the room say lazily: "I thought you would forget me."!