Chapter 291 Jiang Yin in Qincheng
Dongzhou, Pingxi County.
In an abandoned old farmhouse, Zhang Jinguo ate two steamed buns with water and took out his mobile phone to check the messages on it.
After arriving in Pingxi County, he received two more photos.
Each photo shows the scene before comrade Fu Gang and his children were killed.
Every time he looked at it, his rage grew.
It was only October, but the weather in Dongzhou had already turned cold. Every year at this time, Zhang Jinguo's injured leg would tremble in pain, tormenting him day and night.
Now in this hopeless place, the anger brought by those photos actually overshadowed the pain .
There was no electricity in this place, so he quickly put down his phone and prepared to rest.
Just as he lay down, a sound in the yard aroused Zhang Jinguo's vigilance. He sat up suddenly from the bed, held his breath, and picked up the dagger he had been using for self-defense.
The noise outside the house soon disappeared, as if it was just the wind blowing the branches, but Zhang Jinguo did not dare to relax. Instead, he held the dagger in his hand and slowly moved to the door, with his body pressed against the door, ready to defend against a counterattack.
Time passed minute by minute, and the occasional sound of wind could be heard outside the door, mixed with the sound of wild cats fighting. Zhang Jinguo began to wonder if he was too nervous.
He sighed in the night, relaxed his body, and just as he was about to go back, he heard a laugh in the yard.
Then the other party spoke up: "Captain Zhang, you have been a security guard for so many years, but your skills have not declined much."
Zhang Jinguo tensed up and became defensive again, but did not respond to the other party's words.
The person who spoke was a woman, and her voice sounded familiar.
Without waiting for his response, the other party spoke again: "Captain Zhang, you have received the photos, right? How do you feel when you see your old friend's death again? Angry? Scared? Or helpless?"
Zhang Jinguo was already breathing heavily.
The other party continued, his tone full of contempt and ridicule: "I heard that Officer Fu and his son risked their lives to protect you and escape. They died tragically, but you survived. But what's the point of you surviving? Captain Zhang, who was once a powerful figure, ended up living in a small security booth for a long time. It's really a waste of resources."
Zhang Jinguo's chest heaved, and his hand holding the dagger trembled. He closed his eyes and kept reminding himself that this was a provocation and he must not take it to heart.
The other party was not in a hurry and continued to speak slowly: "Captain Zhang, I have actually wanted to ask you many times, when you see us coming and going in the police station, when you see us escorting prisoners in and out, what are your feelings?"
"Relieved? Lonely? Or unwilling?"
Zhang Jinguo suddenly opened his eyes: "You are a policeman!"
"It seems to be my problem. Captain Zhang still hasn't recognized me after talking so much." The other party laughed.
Zhang Jinguo suddenly realized who she was.
He suddenly opened the door and glanced around the dilapidated yard in the moonlight, but saw no one.
"Chi Xia." He took a deep breath: "Come out!"
"Not stupid yet."
Someone came out from the shadows in the side room and walked to the center of the yard without any disguise: "Captain Zhang, good evening."
With the same face, hairstyle and even figure as Chi Xia, Zhang Jinguo's heart skipped a beat when he saw her . Did Chang Youwei and Luo Xun know that such a person was hiding in the police station?
"You are his man." Zhang Jinguo said angrily: "You are a policeman!"
"The facts are right in front of us, Captain Zhang, why are you asking so many questions?" The woman took two steps forward.
"What's the purpose of sending those photos to me?" Zhang Jinguo asked.
"It's nothing, it's just that some things cannot be appreciated by yourself. Doesn't Captain Zhang like them very much?" The other party laughed, his face full of provocation.
Zhang Jinguo was furious, but he still retained some rationality: "The purpose of sending the photos to me is definitely not just provocation. What is your purpose in sneaking into the police station?"
"I heard that many of us died at your hands, Captain Zhang." The other party said, "I'm here to seek justice for them."
"You're asking for shit justice!"
Zhang Jinguo rushed over: "There are many people in this world who deserve justice, but you drug dealers are not qualified!"
The dagger just brushed past the woman's shoulder. The woman's face tightened and she took two steps back, also taking out a dagger.
"What a coincidence! I also like playing with daggers. Captain Zhang, let's see who plays better!"
Zhang Jinguo didn't say anything. The cold wind blew up the fallen leaves in the yard. He felt a dull pain in his knee, but he rushed forward without caring.
He only has one miserable life, what is there !
If I die, I die. But after I die, I must drag a traitor with me. When I die, I will explain to his brothers. Look, I have been decadent for so many years, and in the end, I can still be majestic when I die!
So what could he say to this kind of person? He had to save his words for when he went downstairs to tell his brothers!
The woman responded to every move and continued to stimulate him with words, but Zhang Jinguo seemed not to be listening at all. For a moment, he seemed to forget the pain in his leg and returned to the days when he was full of vigor and vitality.
And the woman seemed a little overwhelmed.
Zhang Jinguo seized the opportunity and was stabbed by her first. When she was feeling proud, he suddenly attacked forward and stabbed the dagger into her shoulder. Soon, he pulled out the dagger mercilessly and went towards her again.
But his purpose was not to kill this person, he wanted to capture her alive and bring her to Chang Youwei.
Why can a criminal enter the police station and become an important member of the police station’s core team!
The other party also noticed his intention. She did not want to fight anymore. She took something in her hand and sprayed it towards Zhang Jinguo's eyes.
The older, the wiser. Zhang Jinguo covered his eyes immediately, but he suddenly felt a pain in his leg. He staggered back and fell to the ground.
The other party smiled and stabbed Zhang Jinguo with the dagger.
Zhang Jinguo had no time to resist and could only watch the cold light of the dagger coming towards him like a meteor.
Just when he thought there was nowhere to hide, a figure suddenly appeared and kicked the woman on the shoulder.
Zhang Jinguo could tell from the figure that it was a man.
The opponent retreated repeatedly, never expecting that there was a third person here. She cursed in a low voice, got up and ran out without any desire to fight.
The third person who suddenly appeared didn't seem to have any intention of chasing her.
"Chase her! She's a traitor!" Zhang Jinguo shouted, "She's a traitor planted in the police station by the drug dealers!"
The man helped him up and said, "Officer Zhang, this world is ever-changing. Many things we see are not real. Let's not jump to conclusions."
Zhang Jinguo stood up with his help and saw his face, which seemed familiar but he had never seen it before.
The man spoke again: "Watch carefully, don't let yourself be taken advantage of. You can't fall for the same person over and over again."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Jinguo's face was gloomy.
"Have you ever thought about why the other party wanted to bring you into the game?"
"What?"
The man said: "No matter how outstanding your abilities are, the death of your comrades is your Achilles' heel. If you lose your mind, you will hinder Chi Xia and Luo Xun's pace."
"Chi Xia is a traitor! She is a drug dealer's friend!" Zhang Jinguo became excited again when he thought of this.
"Chi Xia is investigating the case in Yu Ji very well."
The man said firmly: "Being a police officer is so good. She must be a traitor because she is sick. If she dares to be a traitor, I will break her legs."
Zhang Jinguo's expression became more complicated: "Then just now..."
"It's fake, a knockoff, just to fool you." said the man.
Zhang Jinguo was silent for a long while, his expression changed several times, and finally he asked: "Then who are you?"
The man let go of his hand, straightened his clothes, and said with his back straight, "Qincheng, Jiang Yi."
