Chapter 352 Chapter 349 Car Crash

The two people in the police car in front were unaware of the approaching black truck. It was not that Mike Lebedev was not alert enough, but that his attention was focused on the case file and he had no spare energy to pay attention to the rearview mirror.

"Detective Lebedev," the young man holding the steering wheel was called Zog Bridge. Although he lacked experience in criminal investigation, he did not ask rash questions and was always eager to learn, which made Mike, who was both a partner and a mentor, very fond of him. "I have always been curious about how you developed your famous intuition in the PCPD?"

"Haha, it's all compliments from my colleagues. To be honest, I'm just lucky and can always solve cases by accident. If there is such a thing as solving cases by intuition, it must be inherited from my mother. When I was naughty as a child, she always knew." Mike Lebedev bent down and pulled out a thick brown paper bag from under the seat, untied the thin ropes one by one, and then pulled out a document from it to check.

"This time we are looking for this Zhuang..."

"Zhuang Xuteng, that person's name is Zhuang Xuteng. You must remember these details, most of the clues are obtained by connecting the details." Mike said: "What do you want to ask about him?"

"In the 623 case, a total of 74 suspects were brought back from the scene. Why is this Zhuang Xuteng particularly worthy of attention? He is an employee of the Magic Crystal Factory and has good reasons to participate in the parade; he has undergone the same interrogation as others, including the use of truth serum; afterwards, he also signed the company's understanding agreement, and this matter has passed."

"The case is not over, and there are still two biggest questions that have not been answered: who caused the explosion and who caused the death of Minimo Dix? When the case happened, the deceased Minimo Dix had a strong relationship in the company, so our PCPD's jurisdiction was immediately taken over. They investigated for a long time, but in the end they found nothing, so they had to let it go. But they overlooked some details: according to the cross-comparison of the confession, the location of this Zhuang Xuteng It's very good, facing the alley where the explosion happened. And he was unharmed in the whole incident, which is very suspicious. "

"Didn't he have a concussion?"

"Concussion is easy to fake - street thugs know how to do it." Mike said: "There are those guys who specialize in cheating people. When they get angry and get punched, they say they have a concussion. Whether it is a concussion or not, the hospital can't accurately determine it. It depends largely on the symptoms. Those guys pretend to have headaches, dizziness, brain short circuits, inability to concentrate, and short-term memory loss. These are all symptoms of concussion. That Zhuang Xuteng can also pretend these symptoms. "

"He... He was indeed absent-minded during the interrogation, often saying that he didn't understand the questions or forgot what was asked just now, and he couldn't tell his name and address... Is he pretending?"

"Veritaserum cannot be used to treat concussions, and he was very fluent when answering questions later. "

"Oh, I see, this is indeed suspicious." Zog honked the horn to let the two cars driving side by side in front of him decide the winner as soon as possible, so as not to block the road and demonstrate what it means to be stupid and slow. "There are so many idiots on the road... Speaking of Zhuang Xuteng, what should we ask him after we find him? After all, we have used truth serum, and so much time has passed..."

"Don't be superstitious about truth serum, it's just a drug. The key to digging out information is to ask the right questions." Mike flipped through the documents in his hand, frowned, put it back and searched in the bag again. "No, this is not our file."

"Isn't it?" Zog was a little confused and said, "Look at the number, did the archives take the wrong one?"

"PT-s7659o-3, this number is correct... Wait, this is not s, this is the number 5, the archives took the wrong one." Mike sighed, then shook his head: "No. The files starting with s and 5 are placed far apart, it's not a mistake... Either he read it wrong, or there is a problem with the application for filing."

Zog shrugged his shoulders. He didn't have full confidence that this matter must be a problem with the archives, so it's better not to speak at this time. If it's really his fault, then apologize and promise not to make the same mistake next time. If I force myself to say that I am definitely right, it will only disgust Mike.

"How many days has this bag been here? The last time I got the file was..." Mike opened his work notebook, flipped forward a few pages, and then took a breath. "Oh my god, it's been almost a week, has it been that long?"

"It seems like it's been quite a long time... After we took out the files, we were dragged to assist in handling the dismemberment case in Hutong Building, and we were delayed. We finally handed over the things over there, and then we started to work on our own case."

"It's true. We are busy every day, doing a lot of chores, but there is no progress in the case. The days are getting more and more boring. Well, no matter what, we have to keep going. You drive carefully and watch the road. I'll see what case is in this file."

"That's someone else's case. The one starting with 5 should be a missing person case, right?"

"Yes, you remember this correctly. The one starting with 5 is a missing person case. Most of the missing cases in Peicheng cannot be solved. There are too many dark corners in this old city, and there is also a river that covers up countless deaths. I think the most carefree part of our PCPD is the Missing Person Investigation Division. They...be careful every day!"

Just as Mike Lebedev screamed, the black truck hit from the side and collided with two PCPD vehicles with a bang. The PCPD police car was heavier, but it couldn't shake its power in front of the truck. The whole car drifted to the right, almost out of control, and the black truck turned slightly to the left and immediately turned sharply to the right, pretending to hit it.

At this time, Zhuang Xuteng had made a decision, and all the decisions were thought about when the black truck launched the first collision. He didn't know why the two PCPD wanted to investigate him, nor did he know whether this investigation would have a negative impact on him, or whether it was just a harmless scene; he also didn't know who was tracking, investigating, and even wanted to kill the two PCPD, and how much involvement there would be; he knew one thing very well: the two people in the car were investigating him, and if they were killed, he would definitely face more investigations, and the trouble would only get bigger and bigger.

So he stepped on the accelerator and rushed up, and the armored Weasel exerted the powerful power of the top configuration, and also took out the hidden strength of armor, roll cage and ram. When the black truck turned right, Zhuang Xuteng hit its right rear wheel directly from behind. The truck staggered and trembled and turned sideways, seriously losing speed. He had to brake suddenly and swerve to avoid overturning.

The armored Weasel was not feeling well at this moment. After all, the weight difference between the two vehicles was very obvious, and the huge impact force acted on both sides equally. With a "boom", the left front face of the armored Weasel was completely shattered, the headlights were trapped in the wheels, and the glass shattered into rain all over the sky. The engine cover was deformed in the impact, like an umbrella torn by the strong wind, it suddenly lifted up and hit the front windshield, completely blocking Zhuang Xuteng's sight.

The steering wheel felt unresponsive, and Zhuang Xuteng had to brake quickly and use inertia to let the engine cover fall down so that he could at least see the front. His method worked. He saw the police car hit the guardrail of the right emergency lane while shaking. The whole car shook, and the right wheel directly bounced the car up, causing it to turn sideways, with only the left wheel on the ground and the two right wheels riding directly on the guardrail.

"???" This weird scene made Zhuang Xuteng stunned. Fortunately, he recovered immediately, accelerated again, rolled down the window and stretched out his hand, ready to press the engine cover at any time. At this time, the police car tried to return to the road to the left, but its right wheel axle scraped against the guardrail a few times and got stuck. It tried twice but failed to return.

The black truck caught this opportunity and rushed forward as soon as it restored its balance, vowing to knock the police car down. At this time, the highway was passing through an overpass, which is a bridge where the main road is raised so that the secondary road can drill a hole from below and cross. If it is knocked down, the vehicle will first experience a fall of eight meters in height, and then have a warm embrace with the hard road below. If you don't undergo body modification, most people will basically not survive.

Since Zhuang Xuteng had already intervened, he had to make an effect and not let the truck's conspiracy succeed! He pushed the power to the maximum, and the sharply increased wind resistance blew up the engine hood. He blocked it with his left hand, used the skills of martial arts, and directly flipped it out. The front of the armored weasel was exposed, and the steam engine and electric motor were shaking as they worked. Zhuang Xuteng took a look and cursed in his heart: Damn top-end armor, they must have cut corners for me!

It is estimated that the car will be scrapped if it hits again, but it will be scrapped! Zhuang Xuteng doesn't care about the cost, just the result! Just as he rushed forward and prepared to intercept the truck again, PCPD showed his skills.

The car with only two wheels on the ground twisted left and right, and the wheels rolled onto the railing with a bang, and got rid of the oblique hanging posture very lightly. At the same time, it also used this twisting and bouncing to deceive the truck, and shrunk to the back through a sudden brake, causing the truck to hit the guardrail head-on!

"This is the traffic police!" Zog roared, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from his forehead.

Zhuang Xuteng heard his shout, but was unmoved and continued to carry out his plan. The armored weasel did not slow down, avoided and overtook the police car, and continued to charge towards the black truck. At this time, the truck bounced itself back through the guardrail and was turning left. Zhuang Xuteng slightly modified the plan and drove the armored weasel directly into its left rear wheel.

"Bang!" This time the collision was particularly strong, and the parts in the engine compartment of the armored weasel flew around. High-pressure steam sprayed a belt loop used by an unknown component into the sky, and the power of the entire vehicle was instantly impotent.

Under the life-threatening collision of the armored weasel, the truck spun for the second time, and wanted to regain balance with the advantages of its heavy weight and many wheels. At this time, the police car rushed up and would never give him a second chance. It overtook the armored weasel and followed Zhuang Xuteng's footsteps, also crashing into the left rear wheel of the truck.

The ability to grip the ground is also limited. The truck completely lost its balance and flipped sideways. The first ninety degrees, it fell heavily to the ground. The impact was so strong that the side of the cargo box collapsed directly. The whole car still couldn't stop and continued to flip, turning 90 degrees again, with eight wheels facing up.

Sparks and lightning flew all the way, and the truck slid and rotated, leaving a thick black mark on the highway. Zhuang Xuteng's car had no power, and the hydraulic pressure of the brakes dropped rapidly. He could not do anything else but pull over as soon as possible. The PCPD police car also began to slow down and stopped by the roadside, with the car slightly tilted to create a shielding surface. Mike Lebedev pushed the door down, using the door as a shield, holding a shadow gun to observe the direction of the truck, while the young Zog stayed in the driver's seat, lowered his body and called for support on the radio.

Zhuang Xuteng did not go there immediately, but went around to the back of the car and opened the trunk. He had just changed into new clothes today, and there was no need to expose this style of dress to the PCPD. Fortunately, he took off his shirt, put on an armored jacket for performing mercenary commissioned tasks, took off his sunglasses and masks, and put on a gas mask directly.

He walked towards the two PCPDs, with his hands open to show that he had no ill intentions. Mike turned around and took a look, and Zhuang Xuteng immediately used the knowledge he learned in the PCPD training class to make a few tactical gestures. This action made Mike think that he was a PCPD in plain clothes. Considering that the "masked man" had saved him twice before, he might as well believe it.

"I'll cover you, and you use the partition in the middle of the highway to cover you on the left." Mike arranged the tactics with a brief gesture, and then prepared to flank from the right. Zhuang Xuteng was anxious for a while. This PCPD really didn't know the importance of the matter! With his current equipment, he would have to eat a pot if he met the gorillas and baboons of the Wild Monkey Gang. How dare he go to see the killer?

"Hide where you are! Don't move!" Zhuang Xuteng yelled, and actually stopped Mike. The combat effectiveness of PCPD mainly depends on various equipment, but the two men were investigating in plain clothes before, and now they are just wearing daily police uniforms, which is far from their fully armed combat effectiveness. Zhuang Xuteng also knows to bring all combat equipment as soon as possible when encountering danger, but these two people are still not calm enough!

The truck just flipped over, but it didn't explode. The people who wanted to kill them are probably not dead. Zhuang Xuteng stared at the truck cab, and the shadow energy gathered in his fingers. The bone spear gun was aimed and ready to go. At this time, Zog in the driver's seat raised his head, holding the intercom in one hand, and anxiously reported: "The radio is broken, all noise..."

The door opened, and a man in a black armored suit rolled out from inside. Zhuang Xuteng opened fire immediately, and he didn't need to abide by the PCPD's principle of warning first and then shooting. At the same time as the bone spear flew out, the man in black suit started running in a crouching position while rolling, then accelerated suddenly and rushed towards the police car like a cannonball.

A guy with high speed and high burst! Zhuang Xuteng's reaction speed could keep up with the six flashes, and he also ordered the implants in his whole body to move and start to accelerate. The implant of the driving assistance suit does not have the high speed and high burst effect, and it cannot launch people with a kick of two legs. However, it can still provide a strong kicking force. As long as Zhuang Xuteng controls the movement of his legs, steps firmly and steadily step by step, the implant can help him continue to speed up, and increase it to several times the limit of ordinary people.

The nerve reaction and muscle control accuracy of ordinary people cannot keep up with the implant, but Zhuang Xuteng can keep up. He can eventually progress to a speed comparable to that of the high speed and high burst implant, but that will take at least eight steps.

The opponent only took one step, not only making the bone spear technique ineffective, but also allowing himself to fly half the distance. When Zhuang Xuteng took the second step, the man in black suit had already come to the side of the police car and punched Zog. The punch was so powerful that it penetrated the armored glass of the car door and smashed into Zog's left temple with countless fragments. When Zhuang Xuteng took the third and fourth steps, Zog's head was exploding and cracking. Obviously, no one could save him.

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