The most painful business trip

  The First Return to Pingjin City

  Shot twice

  Three policemen rushed up and fired warning shots at the high 'sky' flower board.

  However, the variables were reborn, and several young men suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking the police's path. But they didn't look at the police; instead, one of them pounced on a person who looked quite dignified in the audience seats and started punching wildly.

  The person who was beaten is indeed a big shot, a heavyweight judge of this advertising competition, with a reputation abroad. As soon as the fight started, several bodyguards also rushed out, and the entire hall instantly became chaotic.

  Three police officers watched as Zhao Dare disappeared into the safety passage, but they couldn't squeeze through the rowdy young men.

  At the moment of disappearance, Zhao Gan glanced at those troublemakers from afar, and it turned out that they were all trusted subordinates of his good brother Du Xiaoqiang, who had dropped out of school two years ago.

  …………

  Unforgettable memories that linger in the mind for a long time, but eventually get interrupted.

  Still at the exit of the station, a very stylish casual wear girl was originally walking forward, but before she took a few steps, she suddenly returned to Zhao Gan's back, without saying a word, she stretched out her arm and wrapped it around Zhao Gan's neck. Then, extremely quickly, she turned Zhao Gan's body with the momentum, and the positions of the two people were exchanged in an instant, their bodies tightly pressed together. The casual wear girl buried her head on Zhao Gan's shoulder, leaving only her hair gently swaying in the wind.

  This series of actions was done in one breath, as if it had been premeditated, and yet seemed well-trained. Zhao Gang, who was being 'played with', almost didn't react in time. Although he now held soft jade in his arms and smelled the faint scent of a young girl's body, a thread of bad premonition still made him frown slightly.

  Leisure clothes 'girl' didn't move, Zhao Gan also didn't move...

  Time stands still in silence, washing away the strange gaze of passersby.

  Suddenly, a man's voice sounded not far behind Zhao Gan, "Officer Zhou, so it was you who had been following me all along. What, taken a liking to me? Or wanting to play with my little brothers?"

  Zhao Gan heard this and was also somewhat curious, so he looked around in all directions, but where was the ghost of a policeman? He was originally facing away from the man and didn't even bother to turn his head.

  No one responded to the man's words, including the strange and casual 'girl' in his arms. But a moment later, a gun was suddenly placed on Zhao Gan's shoulder, and a loud shout came out: "Don't move, raise your hands!"

  Zhao Gan was speechless, and it turned out that he had accidentally teased a "female" police officer. It turned out that the beauty in his arms had used her shoulder as a gun holder. Such a scene, he had also seen in movies when he was young, but those were all male police officers asking beautiful women for help. Where had he ever seen a female police officer find a man to shield herself?

  As for the man who spoke after his death, Zhao dared to think with his ears and could understand that it was probably the person entrusted by the Public Security Bureau to supervise the railway bureau, and also the person who mistakenly thought of himself as a train conductor.

  Since both sides have already exposed their identities, Zhao Gan naturally did not want to be stuck in the middle anymore, so he shifted his body and wanted to leave.

  "Don't move!" The 'girl' suddenly shouted loudly at the sight.

  Zhao Gan was slightly startled and looked at the girl's expression, this sentence was actually said to himself.

  "He's also got a gun and it's pointed at you!"

  When he heard this, Zhao Gang became obedient and didn't move, but his eyes still showed no change in expression.

  At this time, the man behind him spoke again: "Comrade Xiao Zhou, why don't we have a contest to see whose gun is faster, yours or mine."

  Suddenly, Zhao stood firmly between the man and the "woman", and unexpectedly became the man's hostage.

  Although the other party was threatening with his own life, Zhao Gan still didn't turn around to look at the man, but instead looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with great interest. This little 'female' police officer probably encountered this kind of situation for the first time, and was so anxious that she almost bit her lip bloody.

  "Fire away..." Zhao Gan suddenly let out a soft sigh and said.

  The female police officer's eyes were still fixed on the man, but her gaze was filled with confusion.

  "Beautiful girl, didn't you hear me tell you to fire?" Zhao Gan said with a hint of impatience.

  "But... but..." The female police officer couldn't understand what Zhao Gan wanted to do at all.

  The man behind naturally heard what Zhao Gan said earlier, thinking that he had met a fool. The key is that the fool himself wants to die, but it's not fun if he drags himself down with him.

  The man's eyes flickered, but his right hand still held the gun steadily, obviously a veteran who had experienced many battles.

  Zhao dared to look at the 'female' police, but still didn't react. Helplessly shaking his head, his right hand suddenly shot up like lightning and directly pressed onto the trigger of the **** on his shoulder. Immediately following were two consecutive gunshots that rang out abruptly.

  One was from Zhao's bold strike, and the other came from behind.

  At this moment, no one saw that an extremely small blade flew out of Zhao Gang's other hand and stabbed into the right arm of the man holding the gun.

  After the gunshot fell, Zhao Gang also left the female police officer's arm and heavily fell to the ground, with his back facing the sky, his eyes tightly closed, looking like he was in a critical condition.

  The man behind him was wearing a black suit, but his upper body was covered in bloodstains. There was a hole in his right shoulder, and fresh blood was flowing out uncontrollably. He fell to the ground, and with this injury, he couldn't even think about picking up a gun again.

  Whether it was intentional or unintentional, and perhaps he was facing the wrong direction and couldn't aim properly, Zhao Gang's shot clearly missed, going from his head to his shoulder.

  The little policewoman was suddenly flustered, hastily pulled out her mobile phone and dialed a few numbers before urgently saying: "Officer Liu, this is Little Zhou. Du Zilong is currently at the South City Train Station 2nd exit. There's someone injured here, please hurry over to reinforce!"

  At this time, the man could no longer pick up his gun and covered his shoulder to escape.

  Just now when the gunshot rang out, those people around had already run far away. The physical quality of several train staff was not bad, running at the forefront of the crowd. That man was extremely cunning and actually 'mixed' into the crowd.

  The little policewoman quickly picked up the microphone and shouted loudly at the frantically surging crowd: "Make way for the ambulance!"

  But most people ignored him, casting a cold glance at Zhao Gan, their faces filled with indifference. A few bolder ones fumbled for their phones, their fingers trembling as they struggled to dial "120".

  As she watched the man run further and further away, the female police officer gave Zhao Gan an apologetic glance, gritted her teeth, and still chased after the target.

  One ran and one chased, soon they were both gone, leaving only Zhao lying quietly there.

  After a while, accompanied by the sound of sirens, the ambulance finally arrived, along with three police cars. The male and female police officers quickly got out of their vehicles and professionally scanned the surrounding area. One older policeman was particularly meticulous and spotted a patch of blood on the ground. He bent down to investigate, touching it with his finger - it hadn't dried yet.

  The other police officers immediately came with enthusiasm and looked around, finally finding another small bloodstain not far from the bloody scene, but this bloodstain was extremely small, estimated to be about the size of a nosebleed.

  Captain Liu of the Second Detective Team narrowed his small eyes, and after a moment, he made all the necessary arrangements. The medical workers on the ambulance rushed over, covered in dust, but except for blood, they didn't see even half a wounded person's shadow, and couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

  At the same time, a man wearing a black windbreaker and sporting a neat crew cut had just gotten off the bus and, after blending in with the crowd, carefully felt his back before doubling over in pain.

  The sky was originally gloomy, and now it's really late, the night color seems to be slowly descending. The flat-headed man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, lit it up, and the flame danced ceaselessly, casting a red glow on the man's face.

  Looking closely, who else could it be but Zhao?!

  Next, I'm going to Yang Dongwen's house, and he is the only one who knows about my return this time.

  Three years have not returned, Pingjin City responded to the party's leadership and national policies, has undergone earth-shaking changes, tube building dangerous houses were almost all demolished, replaced by high-rise buildings rising from the ground. Some bungalows were preserved, but were painted a layer of "green" paint for free, called retro. There are still several pieces of such houses, between which is a narrow path that cars can barely pass through, but it seems to be missing something in the narrow path, always feeling strange.