Chapter 133 Comrade Xiaolin Is Too Cruel! (Subscribe)

Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

At this time, the store was in a mess.

The shelves that originally held various precious antiques were in disarray, and bronzes, jade, calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the floor. The Ming Dynasty blue and white landscape vase brought by the man in the blue T-shirt had already been crushed to pieces.

Puddles of blood spread on the ground, like blooming red plums. The evening breeze blew into the quiet antique shop, and a pungent smell of blood quickly filled the store.

Shen Qianqian's heart suddenly tightened, and she rushed into the store in two quick steps.

At this time.

The wailing sound in the store reached Shen Qianqian's ears. She lowered her head and saw several big men lying on the ground. They had completely lost their fighting ability, but now her heart was full of Lin Chuan, and she looked around for Lin Chuan.

Finally, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

The man was wearing a white shirt with some blood stains on it, like red prints, and was walking towards the tea room in the store.

"Linchuan!"

When Shen Qianqian saw Lin Chuan, she immediately shouted.

Lin Chuan turned around with a smile on his face: "Qianqian, you came at the right time..."

But Lin Chuan hasn't finished speaking yet.

A fragrant breeze instantly rushed into his arms, and a pair of hands quickly wrapped around his waist, hugging him very tightly, as if he was afraid that Lin Chuan would run away.

Shen Qianqian hugged Lin Chuan tightly.

When she saw that Lin Chuan was intact, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She rushed all the way, and her extremely nervous mood instantly turned into tears in a line, venting out of her eyes, nestling in Lin Chuan. Silent tears fell in my arms.

Lin Chuan felt the emotions of Shen Qianqian who was running for him in his arms, and his heartstrings vibrated. After taking a deep breath, he gently patted Shen Qianqian's back:

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Lin Chuan's powerful heartbeat vibrated in Shen Qianqian's ears, calming Shen Qianqian's heart. Shen Qianqian pressed against Lin Chuan and muttered: "It's okay."

"Why am I the one comforting you now?"

Lin Chuan patted her back again and joked.

Shen Qianqian turned her tears into laughter and lightly hit Lin Chuan on the shoulder: "I thought you were..."

"What happened to me?" Lin Chuan had a relaxed smile on his face.

"I thought you were being abused." Shen Qianqian pursed her lips, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her expression quickly returned to its original state.

Lin Chuan smiled: "I almost got tortured."

At this time, Shen Qianqian's eyes fell on the ten men lying on the ground, crying and wailing.

The antique shop is in a mess, and the ten killers each have their own tragic situation.

Some were covering their chests and spouting blood from the corners of their mouths, some were piled together like arhats, and some were curled up on the ground with their crotches covered.

awful!

There was also a man who was stabbed in the back, but was pinned down by two big men. Almost unable to breathe.

"This...this...you tortured ten of them by yourself?" Shen Qianqian swallowed and looked at Lin Chuan blankly.

Lin Chuan shook his head: "I was in self-defense, Xinxin can vouch for me."

At this time.

The little housekeeper had already come out of the tea room, stood beside Lin Chuan, and nodded repeatedly: "Sister Qianqian, I testify that Lin Chuan was acting in self-defense!"

Shen Qianqian glanced at the wailing people on the ground and twitched her lips: "All ten people were killed. This self-defense was a bit fierce!"

"I was very scared at the time, so I struck a little harder." Lin Chuan said immediately.

"It's not the time to record the confession yet!" Shen Qianqian scolded Lin Chuan, with a full smile on her lips.

Lin Chuan sneered: "I thought you were starting to ask about the details of the case now."

Shen Qianqian smiled: "I was transferred from the criminal police team to the anti-fraud center. I don't need to record a confession for this matter. The person who will record the confession will be here soon."

In the night, sirens surrounded this silent antique market.

Police cars parked outside, their sirens flashing, and a cordon was set up. The heavily armed criminal police and special police rushed into East Street as quickly as possible.

They stepped on the bluestone, making rapid and rhythmic footsteps, getting closer and closer.

There was also a thick voice coming through the speaker:

"People inside, listen, you are surrounded, please stop the harmful behavior immediately! Please stop the harmful behavior immediately!"

Soon, rapid footsteps sounded outside the store.

Several heavily armed criminal policemen, armed with guns, rushed into the Jinshiyuan antique shop at extremely high speeds. The leader of the group, a comrade from the criminal police, shouted loudly: "Police, don't move!"

But the next second, he was stunned.

Several comrades in the criminal police beside him were also stunned.

"Why are you staring at the door? Look to see if Lin Chuan is still there!"

A thick and rapid voice sounded.

This person is Hu Daqiang, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade.

This criminal police team is the same criminal police team that Shen Qianqian was in back then.

Hu Daqiang looked anxious and rushed into the antique shop. He glanced around and stared with a look of astonishment on his face.

About nine minutes ago.

Anling Police Chief Zhang Biao personally gave him an order. Lin Chuan was besieged by gangsters in an antique shop on East Street. The situation was very critical and he needed to be rescued quickly.

After receiving the order, he immediately rushed to the Jinshiyuan Antique Shop on Dongda Street as quickly as possible.

But everyone knows that in these eight or nine minutes, the gangsters can do too many things.

According to intelligence, there are ten gangsters.

As for Lin Chuan, how could Hu Daqiang not understand him?

Not only Hu Daqiang knows, many people in the criminal police team have seen Lin Chuan, and most of them have read Lin Chuan's "This Killer is Too Professional". Some criminal police are still studying some crime scene handling methods.

Lin Chuan, an online writer, is 24 years old, 186 cm tall, with a delicate face and a thin body.

This is a person who makes a living by brainpower.

As for force.

Hu Daqiang and the criminal police in the team think that this word is difficult to be associated with Lin Chuan.

But!

At this time, the scene in the Jinshiyuan Antique Shop on East Street shocked them.

Hu Daqiang swallowed his saliva, frowned, and looked at the situation in the shop. It was a mess, and it was obvious that a fierce fight had already taken place.

At this time, several men in black T-shirts were curled up on the ground, some with blood oozing from their mouths, some holding their crotches, and some dragging their legs to crawl out of the antique shop.

A little further away, there were several shining knives piled up.

Lin Chuan himself was in the store, smiling at him: "Captain Hu, long time no see."

Beside Lin Chuan, there were two girls.

One of them was Shen Qianqian.

Could it be that Shen Qianqian arrived and dealt with the ten gangsters alone?

After Shen Qianqian transferred to the anti-fraud center, she became so powerful?

Hu——

Captain Hu Daqiang was surprised and puzzled, but when he saw that Lin Chuan was safe and sound, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Comrade Xiaolin, it's great that you are okay!"

Lin Chuan smiled: "Thanks to Captain Hu, I'm okay."

Hu Daqiang looked at Shen Qianqian, then at Lin Chuan, and asked puzzledly: "What's going on?"

Several criminal police comrades also looked at the two.

Shen Qianqian smiled: "I just arrived too, you have to ask the parties involved."

Hu Daqiang frowned, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Comrade Xiaolin, did you knock down all these people?"

Lin Chuan shook his head repeatedly: "Captain Hu, I was defending myself!"

Hu Daqiang looked at the gangsters on the ground, and couldn't help but twitching his mouth.

People who know the inside story know that you are the victim.

The spectators who don't know the inside story, after seeing this scene, thought you were a vicious perpetrator who caught ten young men and abused them severely.

As an experienced criminal policeman, Hu Daqiang immediately began to check the injuries of these gangsters.

The nearest gangster.

He fell beside the cabinet, bleeding from his mouth. The cabinet behind him was shaken out of place, and the antiques in it fell out. On his black T-shirt, there was a heavy footprint on his chest.

Hu Daqiang touched it.

The ribs were broken.

His right wrist was purple and swollen, obviously he had been hit hard. It should be that when he was holding the knife, Lin Chuan slashed it away, or he punched his wrist to shake off the knife.

Hu Daqiang's face changed slightly, and he looked at another gangster.

The gangster's abdomen was bruised and his lower body was ruptured. The pain can be imagined.

Not far from him, another gangster had bruises on his body, his knee joint was dislocated, and he might have been broken.

He checked the conditions of several gangsters one after another.

Hiss!

Hu Daqiang took a deep breath, then looked at Lin Chuan and smiled: "Comrade Xiaolin, one against ten and won all. It seems that you are not only well-versed in the crime scene, but also very strong in fighting!"

Although he is not a fighting expert, with his many years of experience as a criminal policeman, he can roughly imagine what kind of heavy blows these gangsters have suffered.

No, self-defense!

It's self-defense even if the king of heaven comes!

This reminded Hu Daqiang of the book "This Killer is Too Professional".

He is a loyal reader of this book.

Lin in the book is a good fighter.

In reality.

Lin Chuan has already demonstrated his ability to investigate the scene of the crime, and now he has shown his extraordinary fighting ability.

It is hard for Hu Daqiang not to doubt.

—— "This Killer is Too Professional" is Lin Chuan's autobiography!

—— It is also his criminal record!

This comrade Xiao Lin is too cruel!

"Ahem!"

Lin Chuan coughed lightly, "Captain Hu, I usually exercise, and this is my home court. I am familiar with the situation in the store, so I was lucky enough to defend myself against these criminals."

Hu Daqiang laughed: "Next time I can exercise with you."

"Okay, with Captain Hu by my side, it's safe and reliable." Lin Chuan laughed.

The two laughed.

Later, the ambulance arrived.

Hu Daqiang immediately ordered the criminals to be handcuffed and dragged into the ambulance.

If it really happened, Comrade Xiao Lin would have to get two more copies of the information.

Trouble!

Save them first, and then interrogate them properly!

"Comrade Xiaolin, Comrade Xiaozhang, you two are involved in the case. You need to go back with us tonight to make a statement so that we can identify the instigator behind the scenes as soon as possible. This is also a protection for you." Hu Daqiang said to Lin Chuan and the landlady.

Lin Chuan nodded.

On the lonely antique street, a large group of criminal police escorted Lin Chuan and Xiaozhang out of the antique street.

At the nearest entrance to East Street, there was a cordon, warning lights flashing, and many law enforcement officers standing outside to prevent ordinary people from approaching and avoid accidents.

As soon as he walked out of the antique street, Lin Chuan saw Xia Qingqing.

Xia Qingqing was standing under the street light at the intersection, with red eyes and pale lips. In the night, her mental state seemed very depressed, and her face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

When she saw Lin Chuan and his men come out safely, her face suddenly showed a deep joy, and a few tears fell into the darkness and disappeared.

From extreme tension to a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan was fine.

She walked to Lin Chuan and just said with a smile: "It's good that you're fine."

"Don't worry, it's fine." Lin Chuan also laughed.

Waiting for Lin Chuan outside was not only Xia Qingqing, but also a heavyweight figure.

Director Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao was wearing a white shirt. When he saw Lin Chuan coming out, he came up and patted Lin Chuan's shoulder happily: "Lin Chuan, I knew you were fine."

Lin Chuan was also shocked when he saw Zhang Biao: "I didn't expect to alarm Director Zhang."

"You are our talent and hero in Anling. I scared you this time. I will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes and give you an explanation."

Zhang Biao led Lin Chuan to the police car and gave Lin Chuan a reassurance.

Lin Chuan's heart moved slightly, and he nodded and thanked: "Thank you Director Zhang for your concern."

One by one, police cars gradually evacuated East Street.

Some police officers were left to deal with the follow-up matters here.

Accompanied by Zhang Biao and Hu Daqiang, Lin Chuan returned to Anling Police Station to make a record, and explained the process before and after the incident in detail.

After the record, Zhang Biao proposed to arrange 24-hour protection for Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan refused.

The reason for the refusal is very simple.

If the mastermind behind the scenes can't do anything to Lin Chuan, then he will do something to the people around Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan hopes that they will do something to him!

If it weren't for the top killers, Lin Chuan wouldn't care.

For example, the ten gangsters tonight did not put any special pressure on Lin Chuan.

At that time, the only thing he was worried about was the little landlady around him.

He was worried that there were too many people on the other side, and someone would take the opportunity to pass him and hurt the little landlady, which he absolutely would not allow to happen!

The night was deep, and the inky night quietly covered the entire city.

Everything was quiet. The clouds above dispersed, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, covering An Ling with a light silver gauze. On the road, Shen Qianqian drove the Mercedes-Benz GLC, and together with Xia Qingqing, sent Lin Chuan and the landlady back to Xingfu Community.

Behind them, there was a police car.

Lin Chuan sat in the car with the window open. The cool evening breeze outside the window brought a wisp of grass and wood fragrance, blowing on his face. He just sniffed deeply.

"You two, pay attention to safety when you go back."

At the gate of Xingfu Community, Lin Chuan got out of the car and reminded Shen Qianqian and Xia Qingqing.

The two policemen, old acquaintances, smiled and nodded: "Don't worry."

Lin Chuan watched Shen and Xia leave.

In Xingfu Community, the street lights were lit alone, emitting a dim and warm light, reflecting Lin Chuan's figure. The landlady was beside him, hugging Lin Chuan's arm tightly.

"It's okay."

Lin Chuan gently patted the back of the landlady's hand and comforted her.

He knew that he was not worried about the ten gangsters, but the landlady beside him would definitely be worried.

"I'm not afraid." The landlady showed a sincere smile on her face, hugged Lin Chuan's arm, and felt inexplicably at ease.

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows: "You are so bold, you are not afraid of so many people."

"With you here, I'm not afraid."

The landlady raised her little face and rubbed Lin Chuan's arm affectionately like a kitten.

Lin Chuan smiled: "It's time to go back to sleep."

"I sleep alone..." The landlady showed a trace of palpitations on her face.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"Ah?" The landlady was startled.

"Let's go." Lin Chuan smiled, and then pulled the landlady to the rental house on the sixth floor.

The landlady pursed her lips, and a blush flashed across her pretty face, but her rich theoretical knowledge gave her great courage: "Chairman, I'll bring a few sets of special clothes."

Lin Chuan was startled, and then smiled: "I just let you sleep in my room, you won't be in danger, I don't let you sleep with me, what are you thinking?"

The landlady pouted slightly, her face a little regretful: "I thought we were sleeping together."

"Uh, this is not urgent." Lin Chuan pulled the corner of his mouth.

The landlady blinked her eyes and asked playfully: "Is there anything more urgent than this?"