Detective From the Future: One hundred and twenty-seven accidents

The taxi went two blocks ahead, and stopped at the side of the road with the turn signal. The Sword God walked out of the car. There was a breakfast stand next to it, and the fragrant dough sticks just came out of the pot.

　　

　　 After Wang Deli left the bus, he sent information about the female sword god. Her nickname is Jinhua. She won more than 60,000 RMB last night, plus nearly 80,000 yuan in principal.

　　

　　 Jinhua swallowed, then glanced at her bag. Last night, the gambling luck was surprisingly good. She won a few in a row, so she naturally refused to leave the gambling table, let alone eating, even water Not taking a sip.

　　

　　 At this time, Jinhua was thirsty and hungry, but there was a huge amount of money in her bag, so she could not eat well, so she walked near the breakfast stall: "Boss, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of soy milk, a bowl The tofu brain is packed and taken away."

　　

　　The man who fried dough sticks did not look up, and shouted at the middle-aged woman behind: "A bowl of tofu brains, a bowl of dough sticks to pack."

　　

　　"Boss, how much does it cost?" Jinhua asked.

　　

　　"Two fried dough sticks, two tofu nao, and soy milk one five. The total is seven five."

　　

　　 After buying breakfast, Jinhua carried home contentedly, turned right from the intersection and entered the side road. At this time, it was only six o'clock in the morning, and there were only one or two pedestrians on the side road.

　　

　　 A motorcycle followed, and after trailing for a while, it missed the one or two pedestrians. Then, a man got on the motorcycle and quickly chased Jinhua.

　　

　　 The man’s right hand was put into his arms, his eyes fixed on Jinhua’s women’s bag.

　　

At the intersection of 　　 there was a red light, and there was a car in front of it. It was useless for Li Hui to press the horn a few times. The car in front wouldn’t run the red light at all. In desperation, Han Bin left the car and ran directly in. Side road.

　　

　　Li Hui parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car with Han Bin, and quickly chased the man wearing the helmet.

　　

　　 Jinhua carried a satchel in one hand and breakfast in the other. She was walking on the side of the road happily. Suddenly, she felt that someone was pulling her bag and turned her head to look back.

　　

　　 "Ah, robbery." Jinhua yelled, clutching the bag firmly with both hands.

　　

　　The man wearing the helmet used only one hand to pull it, and it was really not as strong as her.

　　

　　 "Look for death." The man in the helmet took out an electric baton from his arms and slammed it into Jin Hua's chest.

　　

　　 "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

　　

　　 Jinhua was shaking all over by the electric, and her bag was snatched away when her hand was soft.

　　

　　 "You don't want money but you don't want to die." The man with the electric baton sipped, kicked the golden flower to the ground, and ran to the motorcycle with his bag.

　　

　　"Police, stop!"

　　

　　Such crazy behavior made Han Bin and Li Hui very surprised. The last time they were robbed in the corridor, this time they dared to be a street spear, and the robbers became more and more courageous.

　　

　　 The robber with the electric baton saw the two of Han Bin and heard the word police again. He was obviously a little guilty and ran to his comrades quickly, preparing to escape by motorcycle.

　　

　　 Both sides are racing against time. Once they are allowed to drive away on their motorcycles, Han Bin and Li Hui can't catch up with their feet. This time the arrest is likely to be lost.

　　

　　 Han Bin was anxious and shouted at the robber holding the electric baton with a pistol: "Don't move, police!"

　　

　　 The man holding the electric baton was startled, he was a little bit frustrated when facing the pistol, and his movements slowed down a bit.

　　

　　 "Why are you stunned, the police dare not shoot, come up soon." The man on the motorcycle urged.

　　

　　 He often hears from people on the road that the police dare not shoot, one is because of regulations, the other is because of public suspicion, and the third is because of inaccuracy.

　　

　　The robber with the electric baton reacted and rushed up to the motorcycle: "Drive, drive!"

　　

　　 At this time, Li Hui also arrived in time. A flew and kicked the robber who was holding the electric baton. The motorcycle tilted and fell along with him.

　　

　　 Li Hui rolled in the ground and kicked the electric baton away. The two robbers wanted to get up and run away. Li Hui also jumped up and pressed the robber who snatched the bag to the ground.

　　

　　 The two played together and rolled into a ball.

　　

　　 Another robber rushed over to help. He wanted to rescue his accomplice, raised his foot, and stepped on Li Hui's head severely.

　　

　　 stepped on this foot, it is likely to kick Li Hui faint.

　　

　　Only when Li Hui is wounded can they have a chance to escape.

　　

　　 As for the policeman with a pistol, he is not afraid.

　　

　　 "Grass mud horse!" Han Bin immediately became angry when he saw this posture. He pulled the trigger and fired a shot, followed by a second shot.

　　

　　 "Ah!"

　　

　　The robber riding a motorcycle was hit in the stomach with a shot, and fell back, and he also missed when he stepped on Li Hui's foot.

　　

　　 Two gunshots sounded, and the surrounding area was quiet. The gangsters who were fighting with Li Hui were also frightened. Wherever they dared to continue resisting, Li Hui was directly pressed to the ground and handcuffed.

　　

　　 "Ah..." The gangster who was shot, covered his stomach with his hands, and wailed on the ground with pain.

　　

　　 "Binzi, thank you." Li Hui looked grateful.

　　

　　 "You are polite Mao." Han Bin snorted, his right hand trembling slightly.

　　

　　 "This **** actually dared to attack the police, he deserves it!" Li Hui took a sip and directly convicted him.

　　

　　 Li Hui made up his mind, not to tell him of assaulting the police, and he didn't want this uniform.

　　

　　 is not for myself, but for Han Bin.

　　

　　 Han Bin took out a cigarette and asked Li Hui to light it for himself. After a few deep cigarettes, he calmed down. It was the first time he shot and wounded someone.

　　

　　 At this moment, Zeng Pingping also rushed to the scene and was a little surprised to see this scene.

　　

　　 But the previous gunshots made the three people guess something.

　　

　　 "Are you two okay?" Zeng Ping blamed himself a little. He didn't expect that the robber would dare to rob on the road, and his reaction was slower.

　　

　　 Tian Li and Zhao Ming are also a little confused.

　　

　　Especially Zhao Ming, seems a bit self-blame: "I blamed me for not being able to support the first time."

　　

　　 "It's okay." Han Bin shook his head: "The accident happened too quickly."

　　

　　 The real fighting time is very short, less than half a minute, and their support is not slow.

　　

　　 "Small things, I scratched my skin, but the **** lying on the ground almost kicked me to death." Li Hui showed an angry look.

　　

　　 "This kid assaulted the police?" Zeng Ping pointed at the howling man on the ground.

　　

　　 "Yes."

　　

　　 "You two are fine." Zeng Ping turned his head, his eyes fell on Han Bin: "Binzi, you shot."

　　

　　 "Yes."

　　

　　 Zeng Ping walked over and reminded in a low voice: "Call 120 in person."

　　

　　 Han Bin knows ~ IndoMTL.com~ took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 for help.

　　

　　 "You two, come over and tell me what's going on." Zeng Ping frowned.

　　

　　 Han Bin and Li Hui reported the situation to Zeng Ping.

　　

　　 Zeng nodded, and concluded: "The robbers attacked Li Hui's vitals. In order to protect his teammates, Han Bin fired warning shots. The robbers refused to listen, so he fired a second shot and hit the robbers. Is that the case? "

　　

　　 "Yes."

　　

　　 "Where did you shoot the second shot?"

　　

　　 "legs."

　　

　　 Zeng Ping breathed a sigh of relief and hammered Han Bin in the chest: "You kid is okay, don't have any psychological shadows."

　　

　　 "At the beginning, I was a little uncomfortable, but now I am fine." Han Bin smiled wryly: "I will practice more marksmanship in the future."

　　

　　 At that time, the situation was too dangerous, and there was no time to fire a warning shot. Han Bin actually fired two shots, both aimed at the robber’s chest, but one shot missed and one shot in the lower abdomen.

　　

　　 As for the so-called aiming and shooting, unless the distance is very close, more than 90% of the old police officers can't do it, let alone Han Bin, a newcomer to the criminal police team.

　　

　　 Han Bin shot for the first time, it is not easy to do this...

　　

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