Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 272 Passing by
The next day.

The bodies of the two law enforcement officers were discovered, causing quite a stir.

However, due to limited clues and few witnesses, the investigation progressed slowly.

Late at night.

The lights were still on inside the law enforcement bureau.

However, there were not many people in the hall, most of them had gone home after get off work.

A figure sat in front of the computer, frowning in deep thought.

There were many images on the computer screen in front of him, one of which was the two law enforcement officers whose necks were broken by Jiang Cheng.

"Still watching?"

Just then, a middle-aged man came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old Song, it's getting late. Let's go back. This case cannot be investigated in a day or two."

Song Gang nodded, but did not move.

"Let's go back together. I have something to say to you on the way. Now let's go."

Under the constant pulling of the middle-aged man, Song Gang reluctantly turned off the computer and followed him out.

The two took off their uniforms, walked out of the law enforcement agency, and walked side by side on the street.

After a while, the middle-aged man said, "Old Song, actually, you don't have to be so serious. Just like the two people who were killed, do you know how they usually talk about you behind your back?"

"How do you discuss it?"

Song Gang asked.

"They said, forget it, I won't say anything."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"Anyway, it sounds harsh. If I were you, I wouldn't even bother investigating this case."

"One yard owned by a yard."

Song Gang's face was calm. "I know they have a problem with me in normal work, but they were killed on the street. I must find the murderer and give them justice."

"You..."

The middle-aged man sighed.

But he was not surprised.

After all, the two sides have known each other for so many years.

If he didn't say this, he wouldn't be himself.

"Is this what you wanted to tell me? If there's nothing else, I'll go back and think about it. Maybe I can come up with some clues."

Song Gang finished speaking and stopped.

The middle-aged man pulled him forward and said as he walked:
"No, compared to what I'm going to tell you, what I just said is completely unimportant."

"Old Song, do you know why you were chosen as the deputy captain this time, instead of Zhang Hua and others who have a good relationship with Director Lin?"

"do not know."

Song Gang shook his head. "But this is an order from the superiors, isn't it?"

"Then don't you find it strange? Why did the superiors choose you instead of others? You don't really think that your upright style is appreciated by the upper echelons, do you?"

The middle-aged man sounded a little anxious.

Song Gang was silent for a moment, then said, "No matter what the real reason is, I can use this identity to do what I can right now."

"But you are in danger now!"

The middle-aged man emphasized his tone.

"Almost everyone in the bureau now knows that it was those young masters in the inner city who promoted you and treated you as a toy. Have you ever thought about what would happen if one day they got tired of playing with you? At that time, what would you do?
Also, those whose positions you have taken away must be unwilling to accept this. After knowing your background, they may not dare to do anything to you openly, but it is not certain that they will do something secretly.

Lao Song, listen to my advice. Either you change yourself and accept the money like everyone else, or you just quit this position to avoid getting into trouble! "

Song Gang heard this and shook his head.

"Those are just gossips, don't take them seriously. As for those people, if they want to harm me, just go ahead. I, Song Gang, am not afraid of threats." "You, can you control your temper a little? Those people..."

Halfway through his words, a sound of breaking air was heard.

A scratch immediately appeared on Song Gang's face, and blood spurted out.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound coming from the trees not far away, as if they were hit by something.

"run!!!"

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then he shouted and pulled Song Gang to a place where they could hide.

"Crack! Crack!"

Bullets kept flying behind them, some hit the trees and directly made a big hole, and some hit the street lamp, breaking it into two pieces. Fortunately, the two men successfully found a big rock and hid behind it.

"Huh, huh..."

The middle-aged man was breathing heavily.

Just now, he felt like he had a brush with death.

As for Song Gang.

The latter had a wound about six or seven centimeters long on his face, which was still bleeding.

"Old Song, are you okay?"

he asked quickly.

"No, it's okay."

At this moment, Song Gang no longer had his usual calmness.

He touched the wound on his face and felt a little scared.

Heavy sniper rifle.

He was actually targeted by a heavy sniper rifle.

To be honest, he didn't realize what was happening just now. He was just being dragged and looking for a place to hide.

It was not until later that he realized that a sniper was aiming at him, and was just a little bit away from hitting his head.

"I'm glad you're okay. I was scared to death. Fortunately, you're okay."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the location of the sniper rifle and said, "There has been no movement for so long, the enemy may have left, but we still have to be careful, stay here and wait for support."

"Ah."

Song Gang nodded.

I have regained some of my former calmness.

However, if you look closely, you will find that his body is still shaking slightly.

After all, I had a close call with death, and I still feel scared just thinking about it.

"Okay, wait two minutes, support will be here soon."

The middle-aged man hung up the phone, looked at Song Gang beside him, and sighed.

"Old Song, you should have realized that the enemy was coming for you, right? If the bullet just now had deviated even a little, it would have hit your head. You and I are only level three Force warriors, and we don't have any defensive means. Let alone being hit in the head by a heavy sniper, even if it was an ordinary rifle, we would have definitely died."

"Take my advice and quit this position immediately. I know you want to do something good, but is it worth it to risk your life?
I am afraid that this assassination attempt is just the beginning. If you don't quit your job, the assassination will not stop. In the next few days, you'd better not go out and stay at home honestly, because if the gunman fails in the assassination, he will definitely not give up so easily and will look for another opportunity.

No, maybe it's not safe for you to stay at home. It's better to stay in the police station. I don't believe that those people dare to be so rampant and rush into the police station to start a fight!"

After hearing this, Song Gang fell into deep confusion.

He really doesn't want to give up and wants to use the little power in his hands to do some good things. He also knows that the effect will be limited, but just because the effect is limited, will he not do it?

But the bullet that just brushed past his face almost killed him. He was lucky this time and escaped. What about the next time? The next time?
Can he still get away with it by luck?

(End of this chapter)