The Underworld Detective

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After the collapse of King Jing, the action taken by the military to cut the wolf came to an end. The military found the wreckage of the helicopter in the barren mountains on the border of the province, and found a black box on his body, which contained a group of loyal men whom he had screened out. List.

Through this list, the Armed Police Force destroyed the last bit of King Jingye's power as the autumn wind swept away the leaves, and these executioners with blood stained on their hands were killed by the Armed Police fighters.

At this point, the 20-year-old human trafficker group in the three provinces has finally been eliminated!

But there was a fish that no one had expected. When we were busy cleaning up the mess, the watchmaker in the detention room escaped. Although the police officer searched his body before, he ignored his prosthetic limb, and no one expected that he had hidden corrosive chemicals in the prosthetic limb.

In addition, there is a little thing. My right hand was broken by the palm of King Jing, and I was cast with a plaster and a sling. Fortunately, the weather is getting cold and I will not cover it up. Huang Xiaotao and Sun Bingxin also wrote on it with a signal pen. Some blessings and messages.

It hurts my bones for a hundred days. I estimate that I will maintain this shape for quite a while. It took me a few days to gradually get used to using my left hand.

One week later, the Minister of Public Security personally rushed from Yanjing to host a grand funeral for the heroes who died in the operation.

On the day of the funeral, Qiu was cheerful and airy, and thousands of policemen dressed in uniforms and saluted.

The Minister of Public Security covered a five-star red flag on the casket of Li Jinfeng and others, and then opened a whole bottle of Maotai and sprinkled it on the grass, and said with red eyes: "Good brothers, you go all the way!"

With the approval of the Ministry of Public Security, Li Jinfeng has been undercover for ten years, bearing humiliation, and then assisting the special case team to destroy the King King Group and sacrifice unfortunately and severely to save the hostages. Although he accidentally killed a trafficker, he was excusable.

He is now recovering his status as a policeman, and is awarded a national heroic model of the public security system. He was buried with his wife Yang Xueer in the Guangdong Martyrs Cemetery.

Heroes live up to the country, and the country will live up to the heroes!

His daughter, Li Wenwen, is a family member of the martyr, and is supported by the state. If she wishes, special arrangements for colleges and universities, and special units for institutions will be arranged directly.

Upon instructions from the Ministry of Public Security, Shaanxi Provincial Special Police Captain Zheng Yalong and First-level Police Supervisor Nie Yunzhong were not afraid of the evil forces and were bravely wounded. They were awarded first-class hero models of the national public security system.

After being instructed by the Ministry of Public Security, the Nanjiang Special Task Force did not humiliate its mission, destroyed the King Wangye Group, and collectively won first-class achievements.

As instructed by the Ministry of Public Security, all police officers involved in cracking down on gangs and gangs rewarded third-class merits collectively.

There was a little girl in the crowd crying extremely sadly. It was Li Jinfeng's daughter Wen Wen. Standing next to her was Wang Yuanchao. Although the burn on his body was not good enough, he insisted on coming to the funeral.

Wang Yuanchao made a decision. He planned to take the daughter of an old friend back to Nanjiang City for adoption, and all the members of the special case team supported this.

After all, it was a police funeral. There was no firing ceremony. The scene was too quiet. There seemed to be something missing. Suddenly Huang Xiaotao sang loudly: "In a bustling town, in a quiet valley ..."

Many policemen also sang this "Song of the People's Police": "The figure of the People's Police accompanies the moon, and accompanies the sunrise. The sacred national emblem radiates the light of justice, the golden shield, and thousands of guards. Household. Ah, we maintain the dignity of the motherland ... "

The neat and solemn singing moved people's hearts, many people sang and shed tears. This situation touched me a bit. I was not fighting alone. There were so many selfless and fearless policemen accompanying me. I wouldn't be afraid of any monsters.

Jiangbei Residual Knife, one day, I will smash you all!

After the funeral came back, Huang Xiaotao called the special case team together and took out several envelopes and said, "Hey, this is a special order of commendation issued by the minister, and a generous bonus. We are away fighting this time. So no commendation meeting will be held. "

Huang Xiaotao handed out the bonus one by one. I felt a bit heavy. I sighed, "I'll give this to the families of the dead police officers!"

Sun Bingxin followed, "So does mine."

Wang Yuanchao and Song Xingchen also quietly put down their bonuses.

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Everyone is very enlightened!"

The old man couldn't bear to rub the bonus in his hand: "Would you like to be so noble, forget it, I'll leave it ..." Putting down the money, his face hurt.

I noticed an envelope: "What's this?"

"This is a good thing!" Huang Xiaotao said with an eyebrow, and opened it, inside it was a shield-shaped medal in a small exquisite box decorated with the national emblem: "This People's Shield badge has no name engraved on it. We intend to give it to members of our group who have made a special contribution this time, and everyone will make a democratic decision. "

Sun Bingxin raised his hand: "I vote for Brother Song Yang."

People actually agree, but I feel a little bit ashamed. Huang Xiaotao, Song Xingchen, and especially Wang Yuanchao almost got hit this time. By comparison, what I did was a little trivial. I took it and put it on Old uncle's chest.

The old man shouted flattered, "What's the situation?"

I said, "If you make a special contribution, I think without your tracker, I am afraid that King Jing is still at large at the moment! So I decided to give you this medal."

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "It makes sense that the old man made a first-class contribution this time."

"I'm not dreaming!" The old lady gave herself a stunned excitement, and then cried: "I haven't received any awards since I was in elementary school. Damn, I'm so happy ... Xiao Song Song, shouldn't you be It ’s interesting to me, is it for public benefit? ”

"Go!" I cursed with a smile.

Huang Xiaotao slaps: "We have fun in Fufeng for two days and then go home."

Everyone shouted in excitement.

But I still have a trance in my heart. Sword God is seriously injured and missing. I am a little worried about his safety. I can only discuss it with Song Xingchen. Song Xingchen advised me not to worry. He said: "The seniors have deep skills and will not die so easily. of."

Having said that, I was still a little uneasy without seeing him. Almost everyone owed this kind of action to this operation. For me, the object I was most unwilling to owe me was him.

We played in Fufeng for two days. When we were crowded in crowds to visit tourist attractions, when we asked people about restaurants at the end of the street, when we bargained with hawkers, we might be in the eyes of others. We are just a bunch of ordinary southern tourists, Sun Bingxin Said: "It feels great, there is a sense of ease after a superhero saves the planet."

I smiled: "Save the planet, it's an exaggeration, we just make this world back to what it was."

"That is to save the world!" Sun Bingxin shook his fist.

Fufeng's trip was soon over. The night before I left, I received an extension call in the hotel and a familiar voice asked me to go to Room 303.

I came there with excitement. There was no light in the room, and the sword sat silently on the sofa.

Looking at his two missing fingers, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I asked for a long time before brewing: "Is it hurt?"

"It's no problem." The voice under the mask was still somber.

"this time……"

A word of thanks stuck in my throat, but I couldn't say it. Looking at that weird mask, my thoughts always jumped back to the day when my grandpa was killed.

One day I would join forces with the killer who killed Grandpa. Things are really unpredictable.

"I'm looking for you, I want to tell you something, and you must have questions in your heart," said the Blade God quietly.

"Yes, I want to know what the candidate of Shura Bloodshaw meant?"

"Who said that?"

"Master Jing, he said that because I am a candidate for Shura Xuesha, let me go."

Sword God sneered: "In fact, this old-fashioned monster is actually a ritual in the organization. It doesn't make much sense. He let you go because he didn't want you to die too soon."

"How do you say that?" I had some doubts.

"The Seven Heavenly Kings aren't all in harmony. The old monster and Huang Quan's bone-buying people are two things. You noticed that no blood parrots and gambling gods came to Heshou, but the others didn't come." Sword God explained.

"You mean, there are camps in the organization?" I realized suddenly.

"Yes, the old monster wanted to be the only one in the family, so I hope you survive and continue to hold Huang Quan to buy bones, and then dig the grave yourself, it is ironic! You killed Lord King and indirectly helped Huang Quan to buy bones. I think one day, you will face this mighty enemy, and you may even be killed here. "Sword God replied.

"Don't even believe it, can Jiangbei's residual knife be pulled down?" I asked with a frown.

The sword **** smiled: "I used to believe that the confessor Song Ci had this ability. Now I see everything you do, and I slowly believe it. I have it, and I look forward to that day! "

I said sincerely: "Thank you!"