Chapter 173: Edmond Dontes (44)

The expected explosion did not sound.
"There are bombs buried underground. On the former site of the Hengan Welfare Institute, the buildings from that year have been buried to the backyard," said Luo Wenzhou. "We have been demolished—Zhang Ju, and the orphanage has also been demolished for many years, regardless of yours. How much hate it back then, and what does this place become like? "
Zhang Chun slowly lowered his hand holding the detonator.
Luo Wenzhou held the headset in one hand, and although he was anxious to drill down along the phone, he still had to be distracted to deal with the person in front of him: "It's over, Zhang Bureau."
Zhang Chunjiu smiled a little at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, right?"
Luo Wenzhou was shocked. The next moment, a heat wave exploded. The loud noise left him briefly deaf. Something hit the body armor. He seemed to be slammed by someone. His pupils were stimulated by strong light. The sharp contraction-the "Zhang Chunling" hiding in the crowd behind Zhang Chunjiu exploded!
In the fire, flesh and blood that could not be distinguished from the original appearance flew, and there was a man who raised his hand to surrender next to the human bomb / bomb. One of his two arms was missing and one half of his face was stung. Going down, I don't know if he was stunned or what, he couldn't move while standing still, screaming with a throat.
All the explosion-proof shields were lifted at the same time, and the trained special police officers immediately separated to find a bunker. Zhang Chunjiu flew forward and fell heavily to the ground. His back seemed to be on fire, and he was in a hot pain. He splattered and splashed on him. He saw the police mess up, his ears roared, and he couldn't hear anything. He could only feel the beautiful explosion from the tremor of the earth.
The smell of blood and gunpowder is so strong, the only flaw is that the ground that has been trimmed many times has become a mixture of asphalt, cement, and rubber ... It is no longer the muddy soil that was smelly.
Zhang Chunjiu could smell the smell of the dirt, because the skull was stepped into it more than once when he was young, the unforgettable hatred followed, and the toxins penetrated into the soil. Until now, after years of rolling, the venom finally blows out. The outbreak came out.
Except for the fat man posing as Zhang Chunling, he brought a total of five people, each of whom had a small safe with a dense cover. Zhang Chunjiu told them that there was emergency cash and gold bars, which were held separately and kept close to him. The person posing as Zhang Chunling didn't have to pack it himself, so he was bombed / bombed in a fake padding on his lower abdomen.
He prepared with two hands. In case the underground bomb could not detonate, five human bombs / bombs were enough to blow the place into the sky. The police officers present were all on their backs, and then faced a pile of corpses. Fortunately, the forensic doctors had to work overtime until the Lantern Festival to separate the mixed flesh and blood, and Zhang Chunling got away early.
He planned well.
The most important thing is that in this way, he can happily have a hundred, without having to fall into the hands of the police and be questioned and interrogated by them.
They are not qualified-no one in this world is qualified to convict him.
Zhang Chunjiu fell on the ground, slightly tilted his head, and looked towards the stadium. The small driving range separated by the guardrail looked at him quietly and silently, and then the driving range gradually melted into an old courtyard wall surrounded by iron fences. The children watched him silently and deadly, like a row of gloomy little ghosts.
He smiled at them.
At this moment, Zhang Chunjiu's chest was empty, and the hallucinations of the old courtyard and the ghosts were dissipated suddenly. His entire body was stupidly lifted from the ground. Zhang Chunjiu's eyes were still blooming. He didn't figure out what happened, and his wrist was buckled When something happened, Luo Wenzhou yelled at his collar, and Zhang Chunling opened his eyes narrowly, then realized that something was wrong.
The trembling ground subsided!
Zhang Chunjiu did not know where the strength came from, but he suddenly broke free from Luo Wenzhou's hands and turned abruptly-except for the fat man posing as Zhang Chunling, the other five "bombs / bombs" were all dumb! The widowers tremblingly hid in Tibet to hide in a group, and couldn't care about their suitcases. One of the suitcases fell open, and a pile of waste paper and stones fell out of it. The original bombs / bombs went missing!
Most of the old newspapers stuffed in the suitcase have been burned by the fire, and a corner of them fluttered in front of Zhang Chunjiu, and there were some illegible writings on it. The date was fourteen years ago, and it was about the Louvre fire.
Zhang Chunjiu hissed and snarled, and the police officers rushed to the ground pressed to the ground with all hands.
Luo Wenzhou cuffed Zhang Chunjiu and immediately threw him to a colleague. He raised his hand and wiped a small opening from his forehead. He dialed back the phone that I hadn't known how to break, and it failed. Tao Ran shut down!
It took Tao Ran how long it took to get rid of the nightmare. When he woke up, it was still dark outside. He didn't know how long he was unconscious. The whole person was panic and panic. The first reaction was to grab the phone and call Luo Wenzhou, who Knowing that I hadn't had time to talk just after being connected, a sudden loud noise was heard on the other end of the phone. Tao Ran was frightened, rolled down from the chair, and dropped the cell phone battery. As a paraplegic injury, Tao Ran turned to turn around and fumbled for mobile phone parts before trying to use milk.
Luo Wenzhou made a phone call six times and couldn't get through. Thinking of Tao Ran just before the "Fei Du" without the following words, his heart was about to explode. For a time, his mind was blank.
At this time, a colleague nearby has quickly investigated other flammable and explosive materials on the suspect. A policeman ran over: "Luo team, one person died and was seriously injured. The person who died seemed to be Zhang Chunling. "
Luo Wenzhou's finger almost subconsciously re-hanged up the dial: "Impossible, Zhang Chunling cannot be the first person to bomb / bomb himself, and the fat man just said nothing at all, and it is not like Zhang Chunling's style, it should be a Guise. "
"Ah? The guise?" The colleague understood, and looked at Zhang Chunjiu, who was stuffed into the police car not far away, with a complicated look. "You mean Zhang Bureau ... No, Zhang ... who, he who led us away To cover Zhang Chunling? Where did Zhang Chunling go? "
Luo Wenzhou did not answer the question-the seventh call was made!
Tao Ran collapsed on the ground and felt that he was almost impersonal. He gasped and said to Luo Wenzhou, "Fei Du ... Fei Du gave me medicine, I ... I don't know where he is now ..."
Tao Ran said, looking back, the computer he used to check Hao Zhenhua's information was on. Under the screen was the walkie-talkie and his other mobile phone. Many policemen usually used two mobile phones, their own personal mobile phones. There is another unit that is allocated uniformly, and it is generally for office use.
"He touched my computer, walkie-talkie and office phone before leaving," Tao Ran dragged his leg full of plaster with difficulty, moved to the chair, and turned on the computer. "Only ... I have only followed you after Zhang Ju The situation, and the circle of friends from Zhang Donglai ... hiss, this bunny! "
Tao Ran tried to climb up the chair with no success, but he couldn't bear it. He broke out a that is rare in twenty years: "Zhang Donglai's photo is very wrong. He didn't send it to us, it was ..."
Luo Wenzhou's nerves had been strained on Zhang Chunjiu's body, and he had no time to think about it. At this time, after listening to Tao Ran's words, he had already tasted it. He looked up and looked at Zhang Chunjiu. The blood on Zhang Chunjiu's ears had dried up. The window was watching him coldly.
Zhang Chunjiu just mentioned Fei Du deliberately. It should be to distract him so that he can detonate the bomb smoothly ... but why did he talk about Fei Du? Who did Fei Du send those two photos to with Zhang Donglai's account? Where is Zhang Chunling?
Also ... Zhang Chunjiu prepared for such a long time drama, it should never be the effect of one death and one serious injury. Where are the other bombs / bombs, why didn't they bomb?
Several policemen on the scene of the emergency treatment were running to collect the broken newspapers leaking out of the suitcase. Luo Wenzhou glanced at what he knew instantly, and before Tao Ran said, he hung up the phone and dialed his teeth. Another number: "Lu, Bureau, you, okay, ah."
Fei Du was awakened. As soon as his consciousness recovered a little, he was picked up and thrown off the car. It was dim all around. His feet were still soft, and he stung when he touched the ground. His hands couldn't keep his balance, and he fell to the ground with some embarrassment.
The blood sticking to his body made him want to vomit, and Fei Du was too lazy to struggle. He simply rolled over in a posture of falling to the ground and laughed.
The driver who caught him couldn't see him being so arrogant, and kicked him on the chest: "What a laugh!"
Fei Du is not an individual player. The whole person flew along the opponent's shadowless feet for a while, and immediately coughed, and his blood-stained hair fell down, covering his eyes. After a while, he came up with a suffocated gas and sighed lowly. He said, "It's savage, Mr. Fan, this friend of yours has been kicking me all the way. Too tasteless. "
After listening to these words, the "barbaric man" immediately took a step forward and planned to let him know what a real manual foot was. At this moment, a sound of a weak cough sounded not far away, a manly He said, "I'm fine, don't make a joke."
After hearing the words, the barbaric driver of the ticket changed from a beast sucking blood to a domestic animal in a blink of an eye, and responded obediently, taking a few steps back.
Fei Du turned his head hard and saw a woman coming over with a wheelchair—if Luo Wenzhou was here, he would recognize that the woman pushing the wheelchair was the lady at the front desk who had given him a note in Hongfu Grand View. .
There was a man in a wheelchair. The inherent skeleton barely supported others' tall skins. However, the man was already thin and disoriented. He wore a simple woolen cap on his head and his neck slid weakly aside, like Watching Fei Du with a smile ...
Even though this man had left a deep stroke in the depths of his consciousness, Fei Du could hardly recognize it.