Murano's little genius

Chapter 115 You Are Not Afraid Of Me Killing You
Du Feng was very smart, he checked the rope that tied Zhang Xiaofan's hands.

Avoid police manipulation on it.

Du Feng's sharp blade was placed on Zhang Xiaofan's neck, and any movement of the sharp blade would have a "relationship" with the soft neck, and then the blood spurted out, and he belched.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced down, saw the cold sharp blade.

You say it's impossible to be without a trace of tension.

After all, he had never encountered such a moment of life and death.

Of course, it was limited to a little nervousness, without a trace of fear.

What A-level wanted criminals, hostage-taking, etc., have all been seen on TV before.

I never thought that I would meet one day, and that hostage was myself.

Du Feng's breathing was fast, heavy, and heavy.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan could feel Du Feng's heart beating very fast.

Obviously, Du Feng was also very scared and nervous.

Zhang Xiaofan had seen the wanted notice, Du Feng killed her wife and child, and a man.

What is the reason for a man to kill his wife and children with his own hands?
What a brute it would be to do such a thing!

Love kill?Cheating?
However, you can't kill your own son too!

This is what Zhang Xiaofan doesn't understand.

Looking at Du Feng again, although he is not very handsome, he still looks good, and he is tall, strong and strong.

Looking at his hands again, although they were dirty, it can be judged from the details that Du Feng's usual quality of life should be acceptable.

In other words, Du Feng should be a good-quality man with a serious job and a decent income.

"Has the car arrived yet? I don't have time. If I'm one minute late, I'll chop off one of his fingers!"

Du Feng continued to roar.

Emotions are extremely unstable.

"Du Feng, don't get excited. We have prepared the car. According to your request, there is food on it."

Director Gao said with a loudspeaker in hand.

"Don't make any tricks for me, such as installing a tracker on the car or something. If I find something tricky, I don't mind killing people!"

When he said this, Zhang Xiaofan felt that Du Feng's whole body was trembling.

The car drove to the side of Du Feng and Zhang Xiaofan.

"can you drive?"

Du Feng asked about Zhang Xiaofan.

"No." Zhang Xiaofan shook his head slightly.

"Fuck! You are so old and you still can't drive."

Du Feng took a bite, seemingly displeased.

"Wait, come here and tie his feet."

Du Feng looked at the policeman driving over and said.

The policeman glanced back at Director Gao for his opinion.

Director Gao nodded with a serious expression.

Helpless, the policeman had no choice but to tie up Zhang Xiaofan's feet with a nylon rope from the car.

"Don't play tricks, tie it up for me!"

Du Feng was still cautious.

Originally, he wanted Zhang Xiaofan to drive.

But now, Zhang Xiaofan can only tie his hands and feet, and he drives by himself.

"Throw all the guns on the ground!"

"Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk!"

Du Feng said coldly.

The knife had already touched Zhang Xiaofan's neck, blood was faintly visible.

Zhang Xiaofan could feel that the sharp blade had scratched the skin of his neck slightly.

Director Gao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were sharp, and his eyebrows with the word Chuan loomed.

Du Feng is not an ordinary criminal, he is an A-level wanted murderer.

If you don't follow what he said, it will be really difficult to save the hostages.

At this moment, he also vaguely saw bloodstains on Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

"Everyone, put down your guns!"

Director Gao raised his hand and shouted.

It was said that all the policemen with guns dropped their guns on the ground.

In the car.

In order to make sure everything was safe, Du Feng tied Zhang Xiaofan to the co-pilot again with a rope.

With these measures, it is impossible to escape even if you have wings.

"I know you must have someone intercepting me outside, or following me."

"But I advise you not to do this. It's not worth sacrificing a young man in order to catch me today."

Although Du Feng was sitting in the driving seat, he still held the knife in his hand, which was still placed on Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

The police didn't dare to get close at all.

After all, while catching criminals, we must ensure the safety of hostages.

This is the guideline.

If the safety and life of the hostages cannot be guaranteed in order to catch criminals, what's the point?
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Feng stepped on the accelerator.

The car left quickly.

Director Gao also took out his mobile phone.

"Criminals are already heading down the highway with a plan B."

The criminal is already in sight, and he must not be allowed to leave with the hostages.

But to ensure the safety of the hostages, there must be a comprehensive plan.

"Boy, I see that you are very calm now, as if you are not afraid at all, this is beyond my expectation!"

"When I took you as a hostage just now, I was scared to death."

At this time, Du Feng showed a smile, but the smile was a bit ugly.

"I'm already a fish on your chopping board, so what's the difference between being afraid and not being afraid at this moment?"

Zhang Xiaofan replied.

"Listen to you, you should have read some books."

"It's rare, a young man who can still be so calm when encountering such a thing these days."

"However, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Du Feng glanced at Zhang Xiaofan.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I haven't married a wife and have children yet. Of course I'm afraid of death."

"However, since I am your only hostage and you want to escape, then I am your most important card. If you kill me, it is impossible to escape today."

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while and said.

Du Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I really thought it through.

But I have to admire you, ordinary police may not be able to achieve your calm and state of mind.

I suddenly regret having chosen you as a hostage. "

"Are you going to keep running like this?"

"You know, the days of running away are painful, and it will be a matter of time before you get caught."

Zhang Xiaofan asked suddenly.

The corners of Du Feng's mouth curled up slightly: "Hehe!"

He smiled and shook his head: "Escape? I never planned to escape. I just want to do what I haven't done. When I'm done, I'll kill myself. I don't need them to catch me."

Du Feng's smile was cold, but with sadness and anger.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"Kill? I just do what I have to do!"

"I want his wife and son to go down with him!"

Du Feng gritted his teeth tightly!Gripping the steering wheel with both hands, he glared ahead.

"Who is he? Is it the man you killed?"

Zhang Xiaofan continued to ask.

Du Feng let out a deep breath, he knew how to regulate his emotions.

"You're just a hostage, and it's none of your business."

Du Feng glanced at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Then can I ask you, why did you kill your wife and son?"

Zhang Xiaofan vaguely saw a police car following through the rearview mirror.

"I didn't kill them, that bastard killed them!"

Du Feng became emotional again.

"Then why did the police say you killed your wife and son?"

"I'm just not careful."

"Okay, stop asking! Ask again and I'll kill you!"

Du Feng was very angry, and his knife pointed at Zhang Xiaofan again.

"Although you killed three people, I believe you were not impulsive. You didn't kill them when you were impulsive."

From now until now, Zhang Xiaofan can see from Du Feng's words and deeds that he is not the kind of person who is easily impulsive.

And do things in an orderly and cautious manner.

Du Feng stepped on the brake lightly, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a strange look.

"There is a man who slept with your wife and is still at your house, what would you do?"

Du Feng held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other hand he took out a box of worn-out cigarettes from his pocket.

Then he took one out of it.

The cigarette is wrinkled, and it looks like it has been soaked in a little water.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit the fire.

He took several puffs before he smoked the cigarette.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as he inhaled, he coughed violently.

Hearing Du Feng's words, Zhang Xiaofan understood something.

(End of this chapter)