Chapter 128: Gangster? The thief of the country!
A group of black-spotted ants flew in the sky, obscured by the light.
As time went by, the black spots grew larger and larger until they appeared clearly in front of everyone.
This is a helicopter and a speedboat!
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Xu Hao's face. He stood up and patted his butt.
People like Cheng Yang can solve it by themselves, but the risk is very high.
Although it seems that the whole process is suppressed, when it comes to life safety, there is no probability. There are only two endings, namely 'death' and 'living'.
Even if the probability of danger is one percent, in the face of life and death, it will be raised to fifty percent!
Because there are no second chances.
Even if Xu Hao has traveled through time, it is not the original world. Everything is gone after death. Furthermore, who can guarantee that he can still wear it after death?
Although the things I did in my dreams were much more violent than this, in the final analysis, dreams had reality, and it didn't matter if I died.
Reality is dead, and it may be really dead this time.
Not to mention putting the gun to their foreheads to fight for their lives, how many people would dare to walk on a very safe glass trestle a few hundred meters above the ground?
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The sound of the roaring wings floated in my ears. The air waves kept blowing up Xu Hao's clothes and his hair flew around. It was far more turbulent than the sea breeze!
One of the helicopters stopped above Xu Hao and kept circling in the sky.
"Wow!"
A ladder was dropped.
The next second, several figures appeared in front of them.
"Tsk, it will take twenty-four hours to ink again."
Looking at the person coming, Xu Hao teased.
"If only it were slower."
"Maybe I'll sail back by myself."
Hearing this, Li Jianye, who had just slipped down, staggered.
The original worries disappeared at this moment, and all that was left was the thought of kicking Xu Hao.
His face was covered with black lines, and he was about to curse, but
Li Jianye paused, glanced around, and couldn't help but twitching at the corners of his eyes when he looked at the five bloody corpses.
"Has anyone been here?"
"Do I need to wait here for you if there is someone else?" Xu Hao shook his head.
The sea area here is far enough away. It is close to Nanshan Province. There are very few fishermen and the coast guard does not come here very often.
Otherwise, Cheng Yang would not be regarded as an excellent smuggling line!
"Are they fighting among themselves?"
Li Jianye asked again.
"No, these four boys are quite loyal. Of course, they may also be loyal to money."
Xu Hao couldn't help but click his tongue as he recalled what Cheng Yang had said about the deposits in Tusui Bank.
But Li Jianye was too lazy to care about this.
He looked at the five corpses around him, his eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but take a breath.
"Hiss"
"Kill five? Total annihilation?"
"Still in a small place like this!?"
Li Jianye glanced at the surrounding decks with a doubtful expression on his face.
How many people can one soldier usually defeat?
If they are special forces, they should be easy to deal with one on one, and they can be taken down with just a few moves.
However, if you are fighting several people, and it is a fight to the death, and the opponent's physical fitness is above the level, it is difficult to say.
It was no joke for a few people to swarm up and beat the old master to death with random punches.
Unless it is the top soldiers, but even so
Then you have to give the opponent iron weapons!
"That is to say."
"You are in this hellish place, tied up, facing five guns."
The more Li Jianye looked at it, the more outrageous it became, and his whole brain fell into chaos.
The space on the deck is very small, the distance between the two sides is less than ten meters, and there is no shelter on the deck of a modern fishing boat.
According to surveillance, they also saw Xu Hao’s hands and feet being strangled with ropes
"Killing with bare hands?"
Li Jianye paused and checked Xu Hao up and down.
“There’s not even a bullet hole in the body!”
Five of them fought and one was killed
Still holding a gun and the opponent's hands and feet are restrained!
Who was the last person like this?
That man's brother was poisoned to death, and his sister-in-law was a prostitute and had killed a tiger.
Oh, his name is Wu Song.
But Wu Song didn't encounter a gun either. The tiger was no different from a cat in front of five imitation Type 64 pistols!
"Gun?"
"Just unload their bullets and everything will be fine."
Xu Hao explained casually.
After saying this, he paused and yawned.
"Okay, I'll go up first and you guys can take your time to clean up. I haven't had a good night's sleep in half a month and I'm so sleepy."
He held the ladder above his head with both hands, climbed up, and disappeared soon after.
Li Jianye's lips moved for a moment, he hesitated for a while, and finally sighed helplessly.
Instead of leaving, he stayed on the boat.
The ship cannot float on the sea all the time, nor can it be said that the information on the deck will not be collected and only Xu Hao will be left.
They need to conduct necessary surveys before docking the ship, restoring what happened on the ship in the shortest possible time, and then characterizing the case!
"Can you sail a boat?"
Zhang Liang, who got on the boat, was not in a hurry to look for Xu Hao. He glanced at Li Jianye.
"Just leave it to me."
Li Jianye nodded and walked towards the cab.
Zhang Liang didn't think any more. He walked up to the deck and looked around.
There are many special fifth round personnel on the narrow deck at this time.
They are all members of the team and have traveled extensively and participated in various cases.
But at this time, I once again refreshed my knowledge and outlook.
"Hey, it's so miserable."
"How many punches were there? How come the face was fractured like this?"
"Judging from the marks, it's just one punch. Otherwise, if I hit the face with multiple punches to this point, my face would probably be turned into pulp."
Several people were discussing in a low voice. They put on gloves and looked at the human face under the deformed and sunken face, their faces full of surprise.
"The upper jaw bone was fractured, the bridge of the nose and the cheekbones were broken. The entire face was dented to the naked eye, and the back of the head was damaged. The facial injuries were extremely serious."
"Cerebrospinal fluid flowed out from the nostrils, and it was initially determined that the skull base bone was broken."
"With such force, it is estimated that the brain in the skull has been extremely compressed."
As he said that, several team members stretched out their hands.
They opened the face, whose normal facial features could no longer be seen, and opened the eyelids.
The eyelids were covered in blood, and when touched they were tainted with a fishy smell. When they were opened, a bulging white eye was revealed.
"The eyes were bleeding heavily, specifically in the anterior chamber and retina, and the cerebral blood vessels were also damaged"
"What the hell is going on with the brain right now? Aren't all the blood vessels bursting out?"
"Would you like to open your mind and take a look?"
"Can this be done by a human!?"
The three people each have their own opinions, but in the end they are the same
Doubt life!
The three of them looked at each other in confusion.
How much force can a person's face withstand?
Between 120 kilograms and 230 kilograms, the boxing power of the world's top boxing champions, such as Tyson, is around this maximum value.
Of course, some media claimed that the opponent's punching power reached 800 kilograms.
But then again, it is the media, the media of the new era, who say eight hundred kilograms, not the first journalists, the ones who established the oath.
But no matter what, no matter which statement it is.
The opponent has the ability to kill someone with one punch. If he is in good condition, he can beat him to the current scene with one punch.
But.
How many Tysons are there in the world?
"Still with both hands tied."
Someone looked at the rope at their feet with confused eyes.
"Break off the rope, punch with precision, hit the face directly, and then grab the gun?"
"Judging from the position, it means that all this is completed in a very short time."
"Holy shit, this is a criminal investigation consultant!?"
"Playing with your brain?"
The three people with excellent self-control were completely messed up and even cursed.
The rest of my colleagues weren't much better.
In front of Cheng Yang's body, his colleagues looked at the muzzle on his chest that had hit his lungs, as well as the other people who were shot to death, and fell into deep thought.
"Two bullets hit the chest accurately. Mozambique's shooting method? Is it because it's not necessary or something?"
"No other bullet marks were found at the scene, and there were no extra bullets missing from the magazine, that is to say, the other three people"
The surveyors checked around, and the more they checked, the more confused they became.
"One shot to the head?"
"Fire three shots in a row?"
"Or at sea? Huh?"
What's going on at sea?
shake!
Very shaky!
If you have ever been on a small boat and fished on the sea, you know that fishing boats can make people vomit!
It's not the kind of swaying that makes you unsteady, but another kind of swaying, as if you want to shake your brain!
In this case, let alone headshots, it would be nice to be able to aim at the body at three points and one line.
"Boss, where did you recruit people from?"
The team members couldn't hold back and looked back at Zhang Liang. "People from the Navy Special Forces?"
"That's not right, no matter who you are, you can't survive this situation."
"There was no shelter in a narrow boat. Five people were holding guns and beating one person. They were tied up. If it hadn't happened before my eyes, whoever told me would have scolded me."
"He is simply superman!"
Hearing this, Zhang Liang also fell silent. He looked at the scenes around him and frowned.
This capacity is full.
Marksmanship, physical fitness, psychological stress resistance, thinking and IQ.
An almost perfect hexagonal warrior!
If it were Zhang Lianglai, he didn't think he could survive this.
He even said that if Xu Hao was really a member of the special forces, his boss would be crazy and would force people to retire!
This is the ideal, the pinnacle of individual combat capability, a perfect example!
Not to mention performing tasks, just taking him out to compete and win prizes is enough for the other party to hold Xu Hao as a treasure.
"He is."
"Criminal Investigation Consultant."
Zhang Liang was silent for a moment and then spoke.
"I used to work as a detective, the kind who caught mistresses."
Investigation Consultant
The detective who caught the mistress?
Everyone fell into silence, subconsciously looking at the corpse whose brains had been knocked out.
The investigative consultant who punched his head off
The sharp contrast made several people feel very strange, and they always felt that something was cracked.
It's like.
In ancient times, you were fighting against others with drums. You wanted to kill the opponent's military advisor first, so you brought a bunch of people into the opponent's tent.
You originally thought that the people commanding around the sand table in the big tent were Zhuge, Zhou Yu, and Guo Jiaxunyu.
But.
When you opened the tent, you saw Lu Bu with hunched muscles, Guan Yu holding a broadsword, and Dian Wei holding a halberd in both hands
Everyone was silent.
"Okay, you still disliked me before."
Zhang Liang raised his head, looked into the distance, and said casually.
The team members looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces.
"Who knew he would be so fierce? I really can't imagine how I would survive in this scene."
Zhang Liang ignored them.
The boat has already drifted towards Zhaozhou City.
After several hours of wandering, the appearance of Zhaozhou City could now be seen.
Seeing this, Zhang Liang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Close the team."
Xu Hao is safe and sound.
Or rather.
The hostages killed all five kidnappers!
"After getting on the boat, I used words to get them to attack me. When it was dark, I took out their magazines, leaving only one magazine full of bullets, and threw the rest into the sea."
"Then in the morning, I used the rope that ostensibly tied me to make them relax their vigilance, and then grabbed the gun and killed me."
"But I didn't expect that there was another person with extra magazines, and Cheng Yang could still feel the bullets on his body and had the gun loaded."
"I had no choice but to shoot the person to death."
November 13th.
In the detention room, Xu Hao looked at Zhang Liang in front of him and told everything.
What he said was basically the whole process of the crime, but he slightly changed the time when the firearms were stolen.
"Steal the magazine?"
Zhang Liang paused, raised his head, looked at Xu Hao and narrowed his eyes.
Magazine thing.
It can indeed be stolen.
On the battlefield, if you encounter someone at a close range and your gun is out of bullets, you can reach out and remove the opponent's magazine, thereby creating preconditions for close combat.
However, this thing cannot be said to be stolen, but a kind of robbery!
Steal the magazine, or steal from five people.
"Like this."
Xu Hao paused, with a smile on his face.
"Team Leader Zhang, you can touch your wallet."
Zhang Liang paused and stretched out his hand to touch his chest.
Fortunately, I felt a bump and immediately felt relieved.
"The wallet is still there."
"But the money is gone."
Xu Hao smiled, then took out his hand and placed a few red banknotes on the table.
At the same time, there are several unknown documents of the other party that have not been opened.
Zhang Liang was silent for a moment.
He opened his pocket and took out his wallet.
Sure enough, although the wallet was still there, it was already empty. Of course, it was not completely empty.
There is also a note.
He pulled it out and found a line of words written on it.
【A trip here】
Zhang Liang:.
"You are still too comprehensive."
He threw the note into the trash can expressionlessly, and then stuffed a few cards and money into his bag.
"Where did you learn that?"
"Police Academy."
"The police academy still teaches this?"
"The police academy teaches anti-pickpocketing. Since I know anti-pickpocketing skills, I naturally know how to be a pickpocket. I can steal wallets."
"So."
Xu Hao said calmly, "It makes sense for me to steal a few guns."
Gang Yang
There are levels of thieves.
The first level is technique. Just like those who play magic, they can use poker magic to practice their technique. If they reach the ultimate level, they will become a master thief.
The second level is psychological quality and IQ. In the face of some special status, one's own life is as dangerous as a tightrope dance, the psychological quality can still talk and laugh, and the brain to arrange theft plan.
The third level is the improvement of target quality!
Steal wallets and cell phones? This is a thief, not a thief.
Xu Hao had stolen so many things in his dream that he couldn't remember them all.
File secrets, passenger planes, and fighter jets have all been stolen.
Or a country.
When he was in junior high school, he tried turning dreams into game saves. Each time the dream was not changed again but continued to be played out.
Passing a level is to complete a certain type of goal that you have set.
So, he tried to steal a small country.
I died many times, and the deaths were miserable, all kinds of deaths, but.
He succeeded once.
He, in his dream, stole a country.
"You convinced me."
Zhang Liang was silent for a while, then a smile appeared on his face.
He stood up, took the notebook with him, and was about to walk out. He thought for a while and said:
"Although what I want to say has already been said, I still want to ask."
"Are you interested in joining the Special Five Bureau?"
"I'm not interested. It's good to be a consultant. You can enjoy the benefits and freedom."
Xu Hao decisively refused.
"Okay."
Zhang Liang nodded without any further entanglement, and then walked out.
With their institutions and their respect for individual wishes, coercion is impossible, not in this lifetime.
Furthermore.
The logic of the case is also perfect. What other reason does he have to embarrass his own people?
Shouldn’t the dead die?
Damn it.
Since he deserves to die, it doesn't matter where he dies, as long as he dies in his own hands.
Seeing the other party walking away, Xu Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could recover, the next second.
A scratching person waiting at the door saw Zhang Liang leaving and rushed in quickly.
"Brother, brother, it's not good, it's not good!"
"What's the matter?" Xu Hao paused and looked at Wang Chao.
"You want to start a business again?"
“Ham, starting a business is a good thing, would I say it’s not good?”
Wang Chao said with a stern expression on his face. After a pause, he remembered the reason why he came, and immediately said anxiously:
"It's your fault!"
"Me?"
"Isn't this good for me?"
Xu Hao paused, with some questioning in his eyes.
(End of chapter)