good morning black belly husband

Chapter 212 You Don't Trust Me?
In the darkness, everyone withdrew from the workshop.

"How is everyone?" Mo Jingcheng asked.

Hu Wentao supported Liu Jingming and said, "His back was burned by the fire."

Others are fine.

When counting the number of people, Yan Lv said with a sullen face, "Zhong Qizheng is gone."

Mo Jingcheng's face changed, and he put his hand on the walkie-talkie hidden in his ear, and said, "A colleague is missing, search!"

Yan Lu looked over in surprise, and heard rustling in the surrounding grass.

In the dark night, there seemed to be rows of black shadows moving through the grass.

Yan Lu looked at it intently, squinting his eyes, and then recognized that it was an armed policeman in full combat uniform, walking through the grass with a gun and waist.

He couldn't help looking at Mo Jingcheng, he didn't know when this was arranged!

No wonder, only three teams of them were brought over to deal with Organization R.

Even though the arms deal organized by R was conducted in a low-key manner, not many people came, but the police did not dare to neglect it easily.

It turned out that armed police were surrounded!

Yanlu was a little worried about Mars and the others.

As soon as the idea was born, there was the sound of firefighting from the distant hills.

Mori clenched his fists and stared at the source of the sound.

Mo Jingsheng said to Hu Wentao, "Send Liu Jingming to the hospital first."

Hu Wentao nodded, supported Liu Jingming and left first.

The rest of the people are still waiting here, with their hearts in their hearts, worrying about Zhong Qizheng's safety.

The sound of fighting lasted for more than an hour, and it seemed that even the air on their side was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Then, several heavily armed policemen ran over with the smell of gunpowder all over their bodies.

"Report and let them go."

Mo Jingcheng's heart sank, he didn't care about Mars or anything else, he only wanted to keep Zhong Qizheng safe.

"Where are our colleagues?"

"I couldn't save it." The other party said heavily.

Mo Jingcheng gritted his teeth, turned around and punched the tree trunk hard.

"We have another group of people chasing him." The other party immediately said again.

However, until dawn, there was no news of Zhong Qizheng.

Mo Jingcheng could only take the people back to the police station first.

Zhong Qi is being captured by the R organization, and his life and death are unpredictable.

But everyone knows that as long as the person cannot be brought back alive.

Then, there is little hope of life.

Therefore, even after a whole night of tossing and exhaustion, no one was willing to close their eyes to rest for a while, and they all anxiously waited for news from Zhong Qizheng.

Shen Xiaoman's eyes were red, and when she saw Gu Nian approaching, she said, "Yesterday morning, we made an appointment to sing karaoke together this Friday, and to climb the mountain on Saturday."

Gu Nian's eyes also turned red, Zhong Qi was a member of the first team.

She is not particularly familiar with Zhong Qizheng.

However, because everyone is from the criminal investigation team, they would get together to chat from time to time.

Whoever passed by someone's office would come in and have a chat.

Zhong Qizheng has a good personality, carefree, no matter what jokes he makes, he won't get annoyed, and he is an excellent member of the police force.

"He'll be fine, he'll be fine." Gu Nian said softly.

Shen Xiaoman sniffed and raised her hands to cover her face.

"Because of Organization R, we have sacrificed so many colleagues in a short period of time." Shen Xiaoman clenched his fists, "I really hate it!"

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Yan Lu entered Mo Jingcheng's office, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you discuss this action with me?"

Mo Jingcheng was sitting behind his desk. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him indifferently: "The higher-ups have given me full authority to direct this operation. Since the other party is the R organization, the more careful the better. All arrangements, I know The fewer people there, the better."

"You don't trust me?" Yan Lv asked, his heart skipping a beat.

"Don't get me wrong." Mo Jingcheng stood up and walked around the table slowly, "It's just that it's all about being careful. As long as you tell the matter from your heart and let the second person know, there is a danger of it being leaked."

"Of course, it doesn't mean that you will leak anything. It's just that as long as I say it, it may be heard by others. If it is presented on paper, it may be seen by others. This operation, even the superiors, I will No prior report has been filed."

Who knows, even though she was so careful, she still fell into the other party's trap.

He did not doubt the source of the intelligence.

If nothing is reliable, then there is no reliable information about the R organization.

Mo Jingcheng closed his eyes, unconsciously thinking about the situation inside the police station.

"But I was sent here just to deal with the R organization." Yan Lv said in a deep voice.

But now, let him know nothing, and can't get involved in anything.

It feels like it's just an empty name, but in fact it's all empty.

At this time, the door of Mo Jingcheng's office was knocked hastily a few times, and then opened.

Li Shaofeng stood at the door with an anxious expression on his face: "Boss, Organization R sent an email!"

Mo Jingcheng's expression changed, he hurriedly bypassed the law of speech and rushed out.

Yan Lv had no choice but to keep up, and came to the big office together.

Except for the injured Liu Jingming who was still in the hospital, everyone from the three teams gathered around a computer.

When Mo Jingcheng came over, everyone gave way to him and asked Mo Jingcheng to sit in front of the computer.

The screen is stuck on the inbox page, and the mail is showing as unread.

Mo Jingcheng didn't come, no one opened it first.

Faintly, everyone could guess the content of this email.

Mo Jingcheng's hands were cold and trembling, he held the mouse, took a deep breath, and then clicked on the email.

The email contained a video attachment. After Mo Jingcheng downloaded it, he decompressed it and clicked on the video.

In the picture, the background is a mottled wall, and I don't know which abandoned place it is.

The camera is empty, and there is no one there.

After a few seconds, two masked men with guns appeared, holding a man with his hands tied between them.

There was a sack on the man's head, but everyone knew that it was Zhong Qizheng.

Gu Nian's heart was in his throat, and Shen Xiaoman beside him covered his mouth, tears were already falling.

In the picture, Zhong Qizheng is weak and weak, almost being dragged away, staggering on his feet, and a lot of blood is still stained on the bottom of his trousers.

I don't know what kind of torture I have endured.

Those two people pushed Zhong Qizheng forward and made him kneel on the ground.

One of them held a long gun in both hands and pointed it at the back of Zhong Qizheng's head.

Gu Nian also covered her mouth, not daring to cry out, but the tears could no longer hold back and "pattapatt" fell out.

She closed her eyes, not daring to look again.

After a few seconds, there was a "bang" gunshot from the screen.

Gu Nian shuddered violently, and Shen Xiaoman beside her cried out with an "Ah".

Gu Nian opened his eyes, tears had already blurred his vision.

She hurriedly hugged Shen Xiaoman beside her, feeling that Shen Xiaoman was shaking violently just like her.

Gu Nian turned her head and looked at the computer screen through thick tears.

Because of being caught, Zhong Qizheng was still kneeling upright even though his head was blown off.

Another person took off the sack from his head, revealing Zhong Qizheng's face.

The slight hope in my heart was completely shattered at this moment.

Shen Xiaoman burst into tears with a "wow".

Colleagues who got along with each other every day, comrades who fought side by side, died tragically in front of me.

The captain of Zhong Qizheng's first team, Zhang Jiangke, squatted on the ground, covering his face and weeping.

He didn't know how to explain to Zhong Qizheng's parents.

At the beginning, he was injured in a mission and was hospitalized. Zhong Qizheng's mother personally made soup and brought him to the hospital to visit him.

His family is out of town, and he didn't dare to tell his parents when he was injured, for fear that they would worry.

During that time, Zhong Qizheng took the soup made by his mother to the hospital to see him every day.

On weekdays, she is often taken care of by Mother Zhong.

But now, how can he tell such kind father and mother Zhong about Zhong Qizheng's tragic death?
Gu Nian's hands and feet are cold, and the colleagues who were fine when they left last night will not be able to see them today.

On the screen, Zhong Qizheng's bruised, swollen, and swollen face was not in good condition, and his eyes were fixed on the camera, staring intently at the camera.

Those eyes were extremely resentful, as if they were staring at the enemy through a lens.

"boom!"

Mo Jingcheng slammed the table hard, his eyes were red.

(End of this chapter)