Chapter Twenty-Nine: Where's the Murder Weapon?

"I told you three, don't stare at me." Nan Ming pressed the call button on the webcam, and the voice sounded through the four cameras, producing a wonderful surround sound effect, "If you have time If so, put away the camera for me, I have to return it! Lin Qiu."

"Yes!" Qing Linqiu straightened his body.

"There are four cameras in total, hide them for me, and leave the rest to you," Nan Ming said.

"Yes!" Qing Linqiu acted immediately, bent down and took out a camera.

"By the way, Lin Qiu, Brother Li, and my niece, thank you." Nan Ming took a deep breath and said.

As the saying goes, a friend in adversity sees the truth, he remembered it.

"Uncle, do you want to return those cameras?" Chen Haocong asked Nan Ming.

"Of course I'm going to return it! I was in a hurry to buy it just now, and I didn't even have time to bargain. Do you know how much money those profiteers made from me? And that's my last savings!"

"Uncle...you forgot to turn off the voice." Qing Linqiu's speechless voice.

"ah!"

Nan Ming stood up, turned off the camera, and stretched: "It's time to sleep."

To be honest, although he killed a person just now, he really didn't feel much.

Looking at the past world through the black and white infrared camera, it is even more distorted than games and movies, and he doesn't even feel like killing people by himself.

As long as you don't think too much about it, it doesn't make much sense.

No wonder those drone pilots in the U.S. military suffer from mental illness. The feeling that a single button can determine the death of many lives is so unreal, like playing a game.

"Hong Qigong said to Guo Jing that punishing evil is promoting good." Seeing that Chen Haocong looked a little unhappy, Nan Ming still did not forget to comfort Chen Haocong, "You are a person who wants to be a special soldier, so you should have a better mentality."

"I know." Chen Haocong complained in his heart, how can he use the truth in the novel to comfort others, then suddenly laughed, looked at Nanming, and said: "I don't want to be a special soldier anymore."

Chen Haocong looked at Nan Ming, it was the first time he had such admiration for a peer, although he didn't know what Nan Ming did to make the slingshot so powerful.

But he understands that in five minutes, with the simplest tools at hand, he can build a device that can instantly kill countless policemen chasing the king of gangsters without being traced. A lot of people he knew couldn't, he realized.

Even if the slingshot is not that strong, replacing the slingshot with a gun, a deadly needle, or even just a sedative can still achieve the effect, or even better.

Li Tubin did not die under Nan Ming's ability, but died under Nan Ming's wisdom.

Before that, Nan Ming sent him to the military camp for three days of training. Although he didn't achieve much training results, he was full of admiration for those special officers and soldiers, thinking that they were a symbol of strength.

But now he knows what the real power is, different from the one he worshiped before, a completely different power.

The light of wisdom!

Booming footsteps sounded, and Huang Zongqiang finally arrived with the special police.

"Who, it's the middle of the night, and no one is allowed to sleep!" The sister-in-law yelled dissatisfiedly from the next door.

The commotion outside seemed to calm down immediately.

Nan Ming also felt a little tired, and the nerves that had been tense from just now could finally relax.

However, he still has one more thing to do.

He made a phone call to Lu Zhenguo: "Second brother, I killed Li Tubin..."

Leave the rest of the trouble to him.

It was already late at night, but an office building in Qingyang was still brightly lit.

This joint hunt, because of Lu Zhenguo's joining, has gone beyond the scope of the public security front. In the meeting room that has been completely banned from smoking, all the old smokers are like ants on a hot pot, running around in a hurry, but sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai If the boss doesn't speak, who dares to move? Not even going out to smoke a cigarette.

The oppressive atmosphere made people feel like a harbinger of an impending storm.

When the phone rang, everyone was stunned. In this conference room, who dared to dial the phone on silent, all eyes were focused, and they immediately saw the source of the call. They turned their heads away and stopped looking.

Seeing Nan Ming's phone number displayed on it, Lu Zhenguo didn't even dare to go out to answer the phone, for fear that something might happen to Nan Ming over there.

Many images flashed through his mind. Nan Ming fell into a pool of blood and dialed his phone with difficulty. What did he want to say?

do not be afraid? or something else?

But after answering the phone, the first sentence made him stunned.

"Second brother, I killed Li Tubin." Nan Ming's voice was steady and clear without any hesitation.

At this moment, Nan Ming's young face appeared in Lu Zhenguo's mind, and the bloody image he imagined just now was completely replaced by another picture.

Nan Ming stepped on Li Tubin's body with one foot, and calmly made a phone call.

"What's the situation now?" Lu Zhenguo stood up and walked directly outside the meeting room. Although he said that those who participated in the command of this operation were not allowed to leave the meeting room or communicate with the outside world, but who would dare to use this standard to demand him?

"Hmm... um... I see." Lu Zhenguo said in a deep voice, "I'll let He Lei and Chen Wei handle it. Don't worry."

Since Lu Zhenguo said he was relieved, he was relieved.

Nan Ming hung up the phone and waved his hand: "Okay, sleep!"

May be able to sleep well.

Outside the door, there was chaos.

The three of Qing Linqiu stood quietly surrounded by the brigade.

Although Nan Ming said to destroy the evidence, where is the evidence easy to destroy? Not to mention anything else, those special police officers who ran fast just now have arrived, no matter how powerful Qing Linqiu is, he can't wipe out all the evidence in full view.

At this time, a large group of special policemen blocked the water around the gate, but none of them dared to make a loud noise.

They looked at Li Tubin with his head broken, but they didn't know what to say.

A generation of gangsters?

Once under the escort of three vehicles, he killed four special police officers and fled.

They dispatched more than 800 police forces, intending to sacrifice a few bandits who came to hunt them down, just lying here?

In fact, even Qing Linqiu didn't know what to say.

He has already seen the device Nan Ming used to kill people, four cameras, four mobile power supplies, a slingshot, a gimbal, and a small remote control device.

The other things were too big to be hidden, but Qing Linqiu keenly sensed that something was wrong, so he stuffed the slingshot into his bosom, and he didn't move the other kinds, there was always something to attract police attention.

Several cars were driven in, and the lights were turned on, illuminating the open space in front of the small courtyard. Huang Zongqiang finally arrived.

Although he has been deprived of the command right, he is still the one with the highest rank and the greatest power on the scene.

At this moment, everyone stared at him with wide eyes, expecting him to say something.

Li Tubin is dead? Under the pursuit of their 800 special police, they died at the hands of a policewoman, a film policeman, and a young man of unknown origin who claimed to be a soldier?

He couldn't accept it, and there were too many doubts at the scene.

Seeing a few cameras, he didn't pay much attention to them, thinking that they were installed at home due to Chen Wei's professional characteristics.

The crude gimbal and remote control device can't see why.

The only problem now is that Li Tubin was obviously killed by a large-caliber anti-material sniper rifle, and there was even an explosion at the scene.

However, there was no smell of gunpowder, no sign of an explosion, and no warhead.

What about the murder weapon? Where did the murder weapon go?

After all, Huang Zongqiang has been a veteran policeman for many years, so he quickly discovered what was wrong. He pointed to the big hole that was blown up, and said in a deep voice, "Dig!"

"Boss Huang, I just received an order from Comrade Chen Wei. Please protect the scene. The chiefs are on their way and will arrive in an hour!" A policeman in charge of liaison suddenly called out.

Huang Zongqiang pointed bitterly: "Chen Wei is a fart, I am still here, I have the final say, dig it for me!"

Everyone was silent, no one answered, just looked at him quietly.

Huang Zongqiang knew that look, the look he feared the most.

The look that other people don't take you seriously, they treat you like an ass.

Huang Zongqiang gritted his teeth and turned to stare at Xiao Li, Qing Linqiu and He Shan angrily: "What do you three do? You almost sabotaged our arrest operation! I suspect that you have something to do with Li Tubin, so arrest them all." !"

Xiao Li was a little scared. He was just an ordinary policeman, and he really didn't dare to confront such a big guy.

Qing Linqiu patted him on the shoulder, pulled him behind, and took a step forward.

Huang Zongqiang? Is it awesome?

His eyes are very cold, why don't you give me some color today?

On the other hand, Xiao Li, obviously just an ordinary little policeman, dared to risk his life, which greatly increased Qing Linqiu's affection, and he wanted to have a drink with him no matter what.

Before Qing Linqiu could speak, He Shan had already stood in front of him and sneered, "Huang Zongqiang, who are you talking to?"

"He...He Shan?" Huang Zongqiang's complexion changed, and after a long time, he squeezed out a smile: "Shanshan, you...why are you here?"

"Stop trying to get close to me? Who told you to call me Shanshan? You're a workplace prostitute!" He Shan immediately put a big hat on.

Huang Zongqiang's face turned green immediately. Harassing the daughter of the immediate boss? He is dying!

"Why are you still watching? Didn't my master tell you to protect the scene? I said you are still not the police. Why are so many people crowded here? I'm afraid the scene will not be destroyed!" He was silent like a cicada, and quickly retreated.

He Shan almost never plays the temper of the eldest lady, and even many colleagues who have worked with him for many years do not know her identity, but this time she doesn't care.

Qing Linqiu and Xiao Li looked at each other, and Qiqi gave a thumbs up in his heart.

This chick is really tough!

Qing Linqiu admired secretly in his heart, no one his uncle knew had a simple role.

But compared to my uncle...

What is a god-man? That's it.