District 9

Two hours after the incident, in the hospital.

A middle-aged woman with a slim figure, fair skin, and beautiful features led four or five people to the door of the consulting room in a hurry.

Indoors, Xiaohu was lying on the bed. When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged woman: "Mom!"

"Son, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman entered the room with a panicked expression and hurried to the doctor's side: "Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

In fact, Xiaohu's injuries were not serious. In addition to being hit with a baseball bat on his body, he was only hit twice on the head by a fire gun. So he only had a few scratches on his skin and a slight bone fracture in his arm.

But the middle-aged woman felt sorry for her son and asked with a trembling voice: "Who did this to you? Why is this arm bandaged like this?"

Xiaohu is a person who is very good at pretending to be wronged and is good at arranging the scene. When he saw his mother, his emotions had not yet exploded. But when he looked up and saw the deputy director of Kaiyuan District Police behind his mother, he immediately howled: "Mom, someone wants to kill me!"

"Kill you?" The middle-aged woman looked shocked: "Who wants to kill you?!"

…

Ten minutes later.

The middle-aged woman stood at the door of the consulting room and dialed Xiaohu's father's phone number.

"Hello?"

"Your son was shot and is in the intensive care unit of the hospital." The middle-aged woman said with some exaggeration: "He? He said someone wanted to kill him."

"Don't listen to his nonsense," Xiaohu's father was stunned for a moment, then immediately frowned and responded, "This kid is the best at setting up a scene every day."

"I'm in the hospital." The middle-aged woman responded with a serious face: "Xiaohu's friend was shot twice and was very seriously injured. Xiaohu was also hit in the head with a fire gun, and his arm bones were broken... he couldn't move at all. ”

"Really fired?" Xiaohu's father asked with a slightly surprised tone.

"Do you think I'm joking? Are you kidding me about this?" The middle-aged woman said with a trembling voice: "The doctor repeatedly emphasized to me that our son is very lucky, because fire guns can also kill people. Yes, do you know?"

Xiaohu's father was silent for a while and asked: "Who did it? Why?"

"It's still about the pharmaceutical factory. Xiaohu told me that he and Xiaosan accidentally came into contact with the interests of some gangsters, so they threatened him personally." The middle-aged woman cursed with an angry expression: "This It's so unreasonable to do things for others, and to be so cruel, I have to ask for an explanation for my son."

"Don't lose your mind as soon as you see your son being wronged." Xiaohu's father frowned and said, "The matter of medicines is quite complicated. You should wait until I get back."

"How long will it take for you to come back?" the middle-aged woman yelled with red eyes: "Is it easy for a child to start a career outside? During this period, our son has lost four or five pounds because of this... I If you don't support him now, when will you? Forget it, I won't tell you, I'll call the people at the police station."

"Wait a moment..." Xiaohu's father opened his mouth to shout, but found that there was already a busy signal on the phone.

Five minutes later, Xiaohu's mother, who is one of the directors of the three major investment banks in District 9, called the Songjiang Police Station directly and said very familiarly: "His uncle, I'm at the hospital. Oops, Xiaohu was killed by someone else." I shot him with a gun, what do you think I should do...!"

…

About twenty minutes later, officers from the Kaiyuan District Superintendent of Police went to the gate of Phoenix Entertainment City to investigate and interviewed Wu Tianyin, one of the witnesses. But the latter is a veteran of society and knows what to say and what not to say, so when the police asked him, he just said three sentences: he didn't see clearly, he didn't know, he didn't pay attention...

After the police officers questioned the people who were eating melons one by one, they could not find any useful clues, so they had to withdraw the team in a hurry.

After staying up until midnight, Wu Tianyin tidied up the stall quickly and rode a tricycle to his cousin's house.

On the way, Wu Tianyin accidentally noticed that on the street in front of the Kaiyuan District Parliament building, there were many people holding banners and covering themselves with quilts, lying at the door of the parliament compound to rest.

Wu Tianyin was a little curious. After stepping on the brakes, he shouted and asked: "Uncle, what are so many people doing here?"

On the cold ground, an old man wearing a military coat, eating dry food, replied: "Resist tax."

After Wu Tianyin was stunned for a moment, he parked the car on the side of the road, took out some snacks and side dishes that were not sold today in the three-wheeled cargo box, and placed them on the side of the road.

The old man was stunned: "Are you quitting tomorrow?"

"This thing will be broken tomorrow, you can eat it, haha!" Wu Tianyin smiled, stepped on the car and left.

"Thank you Ang!" the old man shouted.

Wu Tianyin was riding a bicycle in the cold wind. She turned around and smiled at him, feeling an inexplicable sense of presence in her heart.

…

That night, someone had already called Zhang Liang to remind him to hide and find someone to talk to someone about the matter, but the latter seemed to have turned a deaf ear and didn't seem to care at all about the shooting that happened at night.

The next day, morning.

Zhang Liang still arrived at the company on time, preparing to clear the snow in the afternoon.

Downstairs, several police cars were parked, followed closely by a deputy captain of the major case team of the police station, who led a dozen people into the company.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The cleaning lady asked first.

"Stand there and don't move." The vice-captain pointed at the cleaner and scolded him, and led the people upstairs in an aggressive manner.

Less than two minutes later, a dozen police officers burst into the manager's office.

Zhang Liang, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned, raised his head and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Zhang Liang?" the deputy captain asked.

"I am." Zhang Liang nodded.

"Come on, come on, get up, raise your hands." the deputy captain shouted.

Zhang Liang sat on the sofa without moving, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing? What's wrong with me, you just asked me to raise my hand?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I asked you to get up." The vice-captain glared and yelled.

Zhang Liang tilted his neck and looked at him, still sitting on the sofa without moving.

"I'm talking to you, you didn't hear me!" A police officer reached out to grab Zhang Liang's arm.

"Hooraa!"

Three or four strong men rushed in from the door. They showed no signs of weakness when facing the police and directly pushed away the young man who was trying to drag Zhang Liang away.

"What are you doing, violently resisting the law?" The vice-captain pulled out his gun.

"Don't move." Zhang Liang waved his hand towards his people, looked up at the deputy captain and asked, "What are you here for?"

"We suspect that the shooting at Phoenix Entertainment City last night has something to do with you," the deputy captain responded expressionlessly: "Now I'll take you back to investigate."

"Do you have evidence?" Zhang Liang asked.

"Take you back to investigate. Do you still need evidence?" the deputy captain asked with a sullen face.

After Zhang Liang was silent for a while, he replied with a smile: "Let me advise you, it is easy for you to bring me in, but it is very difficult for you to send me out. You'd better think about it before doing anything."

"How can you brag so much?!" The vice-captain grabbed Zhang Liang's arm and said, "Get up."

…

Half an hour later.

Fu Xiaohao walked to Qin Yu and whispered: "Zhang Liang has been arrested."

Qin Yu looked surprised after hearing this: "This Zhang Liang is so tough!"