Tricky live broadcast: starting from the black long straight female kindergarten teacher

Chapter 10 "He's a Sufferer!"

In the dark night, the police detective car turned on its headlights, beams of light shone on the gray dilapidated old building.

"The problem is big."

Middle-aged police detective Yao Zhengzhi watched the live broadcast on the screen of his mobile phone after he connected to the local area network of the old building.

On screen…

The wooden door smashed by the fire axe, debris splashed everywhere...

A bloody thigh, twitching, trembling...

Eyebrows twitched, Yao Zhengzhi concentrated, and continued to try his best to see the scene in the room clearly.

Suddenly.

The screen turns!

Gray hair, a pair of dark and dead eyes, splashed with blood, dry, old cheeks, occupying the very center of the picture!

Middle-aged police detective Yao Zhengzhi saw Uncle Shen's expression, his heart sank immediately, and all suspicions dissipated.

He is mainly responsible for criminal cases and vicious cases. In his life, most of the people he has confronted are vicious people...

In Shen Jingfu's eyes, there was a dead silence, and he did not reveal the slightest desire to survive, or in other words, he... was just begging to die!

A 'death seeker' who has controlled the lives of nearly a hundred people is the most terrifying!
...

"Team Yao!"

The young policewoman Luo Tongtong looked solemn, and hurried over, handed Yao Zhengzhi a piece of information, and said in a deep voice, "This is Shen Jingfu's information."

Yao Zhengzhi took the file in one go.

The sharp gaze quickly skipped between the lines.

Soon, the whole story of the incident and relevant information about Shen Jingfu appeared in his mind.

Clutching the document tightly, Yao Zhengzhi looked ugly, "He's also a poor man", he raised his head, his eyes looked around, and the shadowy buildings and shadowy figures flashed past quickly.

For every excellent sniper position, snipers have been arranged, waiting for the opportunity.

There was the sound of 'da da da' propellers in the sky, it was a helicopter, approaching.

...

"Team Yao!"

"This is the call announced by Shen Jingfu in the room!"

Another young police detective ran up to Yao Zhengzhi. On his mobile phone were text messages sent by a resident of the old house.

Yao Zhengzhi answered the phone without any hesitation, and dialed the number in the text message.

'beep…'

...

The old building, the first floor, was converted into a monitoring room.

In front of rows of screens, Li Ji raised his head and looked at the monitoring screen in the corridor on the third floor.

It was a long dark corridor. Uncle Shen in a gray coat dragged a fire ax and walked slowly. The blade of the ax slid between the floors, making a 'sizzling' sound.

The drone aerial camera follows behind it steadily.

'Jingle Bell…'

at this time.

The cell phone in Shen Jingfu's arms suddenly rang harshly.

Stopped and responded in a hoarse voice: "Hi..."

...

"Police detective from Dongpu District?"

Shen Bo asked in a whispered voice.

It seemed a little silent.

But immediately, the gray hair swayed, the old and withered expression twisted, like a ghost threatening his life, and a tearing voice suddenly exploded:

"Why did you go early?!!"

"Why did you go early?!!"

"Where were you when my daughter died?"

"where?!!"

...

Li Ji, dozens of old neighbors and neighbors in the old building, as well as police detectives, watched Uncle Shen at this moment.

just see.

Shen Bo's eyes were red, and his body was shaking violently!

Choking!

wipe hard...

In front of his forehead, veins exploded, and his hoarse roar echoed in the gloomy and dim corridor.

"I am a chemistry teacher who has been teaching for 50 years. I spent half a year preparing for this revenge."

"Until I investigate the truth of the incident, I will not stop..."

"you…"

Shen Jingfu gradually calmed down. Holding his mobile phone, he said in a deep voice to the unknown number of police detectives on the other side of the phone.

After a slight pause, with a warning, he said:
"Before taking action, you'd better think twice!"

"Maybe, I will bring everyone in this old building that has been in disrepair to be buried with me!"

...

Stop talking.

Shen Bo hung up the phone heavily.

The drone's camera captured every expression and every reaction of the old man.

All, only seen.

This honest and refined chemistry teacher all his life, blood stained on his face, added a touch of fierceness, walked to the window, turned half sideways, and looked out of the narrow window.

A group of detectives with real guns and live ammunition appeared in his eyes.

Uncle Shen took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wiped the blood from his cheeks with his hand. His expression gradually became ferocious. He spat hard on the ground and cursed:

"I didn't expect that I have been honest for most of my life, and I have been kind to others all my life. At the end of the day, I ended up like this, but I can still do such crazy things."

"Fuck it!"

"It's really fun!"

...

First floor, monitoring room.

Li Ji licked his upper lip and took a deep breath. The situation had developed to this stage, and it had reached the moment when it was on the verge of breaking out.

It was his first time directing such a huge and complex fraud.

Also a little nervous.

From the beginning to now, Uncle Shen, Shen Jingfu's reaction exceeded his imagination.

"Time is running out, and the script has to transition to the next stage as soon as possible."

Li Ji put his hands on the table and said in a deep voice.

All the entrances and exits around this old building are equipped with cameras, and the part of the pressure bomb that is deliberately exposed...

But you can't cheat for too long, just until the bomb disposal experts arrive!

...

Just as he was about to make some orders, Shen Bo received a text message in his mobile phone.

Shen Jingfu lowered his head and looked at the text message. Soon, with a blank face, he pointed the screen of his mobile phone in front of the camera of the drone.

"Deng Yuanshan! It's Deng Yuanshan! I first heard it from Deng Yuanshan, saying that Mengyue was selling it outside!"

When Li Ji saw this text message, he turned his head suddenly and looked at Lu Jianxiao who was monitoring the entire old building.

With the sound of crackling keyboards, Lu Jianxiao quickly confirmed that he had captured the source of the information!
A picture under surveillance was called up: an ordinary young man with red bumps on his face.

25 years old, hotel waiter, name is Wang Ning.

Li Ji must keep this fraud and everything under control.

...

Monitoring.

Uncle Shen, who looked like a walking corpse, stood in Room [-], in front of the house of the gambling ghost Deng Yuanshan.

Bending over, blowing irritating gas through the crack of the door.

His aged face was bloodshot, and he raised the fire ax in his hand high.

He has a ferocious face, wide-open eyes, and cracked teeth...

The veins on the arms exploded!

'boom! '

'boom! '

'boom! '

Door dust flying!

behind the door...

The gas Deng Yuanshan inhaled caused burning pain in his lung cavity, his body, hands and feet seemed to start to feel weak and weak, his eyes were cracked, and screams of fear continued to resound.

...

Pairs of eyes in the entire residential building stared at the scene on the screen with fear and trembling. Every time the fire ax fell, their bodies would tremble.

Many people's psychological defenses began to collapse a little bit.

Eyes wide open, staring at the tyranny on the screen, fear reached the throat, but stopped, wanted to scream, but couldn't scream.

...

(End of this chapter)