Baojian

Chapter 354 Bank Shooting Case
"Be patient, the ambulance is coming soon."

Qin Feng heard Dou Jianjun's voice on the phone, and immediately unzipped his down jacket, and tore it hard on the shirt inside, with a "squeak", there was already a strip of cloth in his hand.

Tightly tied Leng Xiongfei's injured arm with cloth strips, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed, but sat down on the ground, what happened in the flash just now made Qin Feng almost I did my best.

"Ah, dead... dead!"

I don't know if it was because the audience's reaction was too slow, or because the people in the bank just now didn't see this scene. As soon as Qin Feng sat down, a woman's ear-piercing screams rang out.

"Shut up and stay away from the scene!"

Qin Feng was upset for no reason, sat on the ground and stared fiercely at the screaming middle-aged woman, so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth and backed away.

"Stay farther away, protect the scene, and if you squeeze over, you will be this person's accomplice..."

Chinese people love to watch the excitement, not to mention that the head of the gangster has not been chopped off by Qin Feng, when the vegetable market in the capital was beheaded more than 100 years ago, there were huge crowds of onlookers.

Therefore, the tragic death of the gangster could not stop the curiosity of those people, and they surrounded them one after another, forming an encirclement circle, enclosing Qin Feng, Leng Xiongfei and the gangster in the middle.

Dou Jianjun got busy on the sidelines. He knew that in such a big case, even if Qin Feng was the victim, as long as someone died, it would be very troublesome. Keeping the scene together will save Qin Feng some time. trouble.

"This... this end is about to fall off, what did you use to chop it off?"

"It's a terrible death, I can't take it anymore, vomit..."

The people in the innermost circle could see it the most clearly, but the pungent smell of blood, the almost beheaded corpse, and the staring eyes made everyone turn their heads and vomit.

"Feizi, don't get up, just lie down and wait until the ambulance arrives..."

Seeing Leng Xiongfei struggling to get up to see the person who shot him, Qin Feng said: "There is nothing to see, isn't it just a dead person? Those people's psychological quality is really bad, so they vomited?"

"Don't you just die?"

Dou Jianjun, who was standing beside Qin Feng, was speechless for a moment. It was true that he was a dead person, but beheading in the downtown area probably hadn't happened in a hundred years.

"Qin Feng, you...how did you kill this man with that wooden knife?" After holding back for about two to three minutes, seeing that the police hadn't arrived, Dou Jianjun finally asked.

"A piece of paper can kill people, let alone a wooden knife, but the wood is a bit weak, otherwise it wouldn't break..."

Qin Feng complained when he heard the words, he had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, and he had already cultivated his inner strength when he was in prison.

Although inner strength is not as mysterious as it is said in martial arts novels, when it is instilled in hands and objects, it can indeed produce power beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Moreover, when Qin Feng swung the knife, he was racing against the gangster's pistol, and his movement was almost to the extreme. The word "fast" was also the main reason why the wooden knife was so sharp.

I have seen words in martial arts novels such as "Kung Fu in the World" and "The only thing that can't be broken is fast", which actually makes some sense.

It's like you take a piece of very ordinary copy paper and slide it across the human skin at an extremely fast speed. The effect produced.

That wooden knife created a knife-shaped edge at the edge, and when Qin Feng swung the knife down, it didn't cut straight down, but had a downward movement.

As a result, the wooden knife easily cut through the man's neck, coupled with Qin Feng's inner strength instilled in the knife, that force directly cut off more than half of the gangster's neck.

If it weren't for the fact that the handle of the wooden knife was too fragile and broke suddenly when Qin Feng put more pressure on it, Qin Feng's knife would definitely be able to hit the ground.

"The wood is so bad, can you still cut off people's heads?" After hearing Qin Feng's words, Dou Jianjun felt a chill in his heart. If the wood was better, wouldn't the heads roll all over the ground?

And looking at Qin Feng's expression, Dou Jianjun also noticed that it was definitely not the first time Qin Feng killed someone. If it was the first time to kill someone, he would never be so calm and treat the corpse beside him as nothing.

Dou Jianjun, who had always had a high opinion of Qin Feng, immediately listed Qin Feng as the person who should not be offended. He has a strong background and is ruthless. Although Qin Feng is young, he is worthy of the word "hero".

"Get out of the way, everyone, policeman, get out of the way..."

After about 5 minutes, a piercing siren sounded from all directions, and with the sound of the car door being opened, more than a dozen policemen separated from the crowd and rushed to the innermost part.

"Hands up, hands up!"

The four or five policemen at the front drew out their guns and aimed at Qin Feng Leng Xiongfei and Dou Jianjun, while the others were driving away the crowd of onlookers and cordoned off.

"Comrade police, he's injured, he can't lift his hand."

Qin Feng raised his head, glanced at the little policeman in his 20s, and said angrily: "We are the victims, and the dead man is the robber. What prestige are you showing us?"

To say that Qin Feng really didn't like the police, when he was imprisoned for four years, it was the criminal investigation chief who deliberately reported his age, which led to Qin Feng being sentenced for excessive self-defense.

And now these comrades who acted after the fact were very much like the policemen who came late after the bad guys were killed in Hong Kong movies. It's no wonder that Qin Feng can have a good impression of them.

"Stop talking nonsense, put your hands up, hurry up!"

Following the direction of Qin Feng's finger, the little policeman took a look at the head that had been frozen with blood and only a trace of skin was attached to it. His face suddenly turned pale, his chest and abdomen twitched, and he almost didn't spit it out on the spot.

"Xiao Liu, don't be so nervous, relax, relax." An old policeman came over. Based on his experience and intuition, Qin Feng and others could not be criminals.

Among other things, it took them a total of five minutes and 46 seconds from receiving the alarm to the scene. If Qin Feng was the suspect, he would have disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the little policeman's face, the old policeman pressed the gun in the little policeman's hand and said, "You go outside to take charge of the security. Someone else rushed in, and the forensic doctor will be here soon to take them in."

After decades of criminal investigation, he has been in scenes that are many times crueler than before. Although he feels a little incredible about the way the deceased died, he does not feel disgusting like a little policeman.

Seeing the little policeman's pale face, the old policeman sighed in his heart. He also came here in the same way back then. Anyone who has been at the scene of hundreds of accidental deaths would be as indifferent as he is now.

"Yes, Team Lu."

It should be a young policeman who just graduated from the police academy. He rushed out of the crowd with a promise, leaned against a big tree and vomited. This kind of death was much crueler than when he was learning anatomy in the police academy. .

"Young man, stand up, I'm sorry, I have to handcuff you first."

Team Lu spoke very gently, but his actions were not polite at all. After Qin Feng stood up, he handcuffed him directly. The truth has not yet been clarified, and Qin Feng and others cannot escape the suspicion.

"Hey, I called the police, why did I get handcuffed too?"

Dou Jianjun also couldn't escape, and he also wore a pair of handcuffs on his hands, and suddenly he yelled dissatisfiedly. This is because Dou Jianjun has a guilty conscience and is in his line of work, but he is most afraid of dealing with the police.

Leng Xiongfei, who was injured, could see the blood on his body at a glance, but was picked up by the police and taken to a car for interrogation, and was sent to the hospital after the ambulance arrived.

"Boss Dou, stop shouting, just make it clear..."

Qin Feng did not resist. After appeasing Dou Jianjun, he looked at the old policeman and said, "He protected the scene, the money on the ground belongs to us, and the gun belongs to the dead. We are all victims. You can mediate Watch the bank's video..."

"Okay, let me wrong you first, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Fang, come on, and record a statement for the two of them!"

Team Lu nodded, feeling inexplicably excited, because this gun-related case is a bit like a major case that was investigated recently, but whether it is true or not needs further verification.

"Rang Rang, the forensic doctor is here."

When Qin Feng and others were taken to the side of the car, the little policeman who had just vomited in the dark brought several forensic doctors in white coats to the scene of the crime.

After seeing the scene, a middle-aged forensic doctor couldn't help but stare, and murmured, "This...how did this person die?"

He touched the neck of the corpse with his white-gloved right hand, and said with an inconceivable expression, "Is the murderer a pig? Only then can the knife start and fall..."

"Old Zheng, you've missed your mark..."

A smile appeared on Lu Daduan's face, and he said: "On the contrary, the person who died is a criminal suspect, and the person who murdered should not be a pig killer. Do you see a pig butcher here?"

"Where is the murder weapon? No... it can't be this thing, right?"

Forensic doctor Zheng glanced left and right, but his eyes widened again, looking at the blood-stained wooden knife head next to the corpse, he was dumbfounded.

Every time during festivals or temple fairs, small wooden knives and guns like this are always boys’ favorite toys, but the blood stains on the toy knife show that this thing is not just used as a toy !
"Old Zheng, don't stare at me, I just came two or three minutes earlier than you..."

Seeing forensic doctor Zheng look at him, Team Lu smiled wryly and said, "If my judgment is not wrong, this wooden knife should be the murder weapon."

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